"Fuck, you better go out there and talk to her."
"No." I seethed like an angry child. I slowly retreated out into the hallway to see Granger crying. Crying? She was actually crying. It made me feel horrible. I walked towards Granger and sat on the floor with her.
"If it makes you feel any better we don't have to tell Weasel about this." She cried even harder. Well fuck. This couldn't get any better now could it? I had sex with Granger, She'll probably get pregnant. Blaise found out. She won't stop crying and I have a blasted head ache.
"Bloody hell will you stop fucking crying already!" I yelled picking her up by her hair. I shoved her up against the wall getting really close to her head.
"Stop it. Please. Stop." Granger whispered tears still spilling over her eyes.
"You are just a fucking slag. You're not worth anyone's time. You're lucky even the Weasel wants you." I pushed her back to the ground before walking away.
"Fuck you!" She yelled throwing a heel that went whizzing past my head.
"Again Granger?" I pushed her back up against the wall kissing her. Pushing her mouth open until I could make my way into hers. I felt a pinch of pain that kept getting worse. She bit me.
"I always knew you liked it rough." I smirked, forcing her to wrap her legs around me. Granger was kissing me now all over her nails scratching my back to keep her from falling.
I pushed down my boxers entering her with one thrust. I started thrusting faster and faster, her moans echoing off my walls. Having her pull my hair and whisper in my ear 'yes' made want to go deeper
She clenched her walls milking me. Granger picked up the sheet from my bed wrapped it around herself turned around and looked at me. Wham! Granger's small hand hit my face with the force of a bulger. She walked away tripping over herself as she tried to pull on my boxers.
"Come on! Admit it that was the best orgasm you've ever had!" I yelled as she gave me the middle finger as she walked over to the fire place and flooed away.
"Hermione, do you have the reports I needed?" The Minister asked in a hurry.
"Yes sir here they are." I handed them to him slowly checking my watch. Oh bugger I was going too late for lunch with harry and Ron. I hurried down to the apparition point and apparated to the café we always meet at.
"Elloeermione" Ron tried to say. Ugh god that is disgusting. He knew I hated it. Ron broke it off with me after a year. He said we just weren't right for each other. I thought otherwise. I tried not thinking of the breakup or Malfoy. Damn, it was his entire fault.
"Hermione, look." Harry said pointing to the door. "It's Malfoy." Oh god. I nodded and acted like it was normal.
"Potter, Weasley. Granger, you left this at my house." He smirked placing my red lacy knickers on the table then walking to the front. I quickly got up taking my knickers with me. Once I got up to Malfoy I hit his shoulder repeatedly.
"You. Can. Not. Do. Stuff. Like. That. You. Fucking. Arse." I whispered glaring at him.
"What it's been a month since it happened. You still haven't told them." He whispered.
I need a lie. A lie. What type of lie? Any lie. Umm.
"I'm Pregnant!" I blurted out.
I was in trouble now.