Malfoy's Creation
By Jess Fern
I OWN NOTHING OF HARRY POTTER!
Chapter 2
I rub my head as I gain consciousness. I sit up to see the room empty. I stand up and go to the bathroom. I look in the mirror and am staring at a crusty eyed hag, with tangly mud brown hair, wearing nothing for a shirt. I grab the bath robe and head out.
"Draco? Draco, where are you?" I say with a voice a little too loud. Then a thought suddenly hits me. I'm at malfoy manor. Where are the other inhabitants? Shit . . . I finally find the kitchen. Draco has his back to me, as he makes himself a spot of tea. I tiptoe aorund the island with eggs, bacon, and bread spread out on it. I am standing directly behind him, yet he doesnt even notice me. I breath into his ear. Nothing.
"Draco." I whisper and he jumps and drops his cup. I giggle and call my wand, "Accio wand." I say and bend down to at least pick up the shards of glass.
"What did you do that for Mione? That particular cup is cursed! Dont touch it!" Too late, as I barely touch the handle of what was the glass.
"Ow!" I yelp and watch the drop of blood hit the floor. Draco drops his head in guilt. He turns on the tap and gently grasps my hand, my palm up.
"That'll leave a scar. The cut is at least 2 inches long, and fairly deep." He says as he grabs a towel and presses it to my hand. I grimace in response. He notices and grabs his wand from the pocket of the robe I'm wearing. He starts chanting an incantation and the wound starts healing, as if the skin is sewing itself back together. I scream in pain.
"Shit, probably not the best incantation for you. Im sorry, Im just being a big screw up today. This morning, your head, now, putting you in pain. Merlin, I am an awful boyfriend." I smile as he says that. He notices and smiles back. I lean up and kiss him. I wrap my arms around his neck and his around my waist. I slip my tongue in and his eyes snap open. I pull out and he pushes in as the oppurtunity comes. His hands moves up my side and and are now holding my cheeks. I move my arms to his chest and find it still unbuttoned. His pale chest is so warm and smooth, like polished wood. We finally part, he finishes healing my hand as I clean up the tea.
"Maybe we should put the eggs and bacon away huh?" I say nodding towards the island.
"Probably, then when can finish what we started." He says playfully. He pinches my ass, and takes the eggs and bacon to the fridge. I run upstairs to his room, and throw the robe off. I find my robe and put it on over my breasts, even though the robe is see through. I lie down on the bed right in front of the door, waiting for his return.
I keep waiting for five, ten, fifteen minutes until I finally put a bra on and tiptoe out of the room and look down from the balcony into the dining room. I hear loud voices of two men arguing, I stop and look down. Draco and Lucius Malfoy are arguing very heatedly. Very heatedly, about me.
"Why did you bring the mudblood into our house Draco? She is not of our status, yet you had intercourse with this, this woman! I am ashamed of you!" Lucius screams at Draco so angrily it scares me.
"You know what we did together?! How did you know? Were you eavesdropping?" Draco fumes. His face is bright red, and he makes angry hand gestures.
"Of course I knew! Who couldn't hear it, with all the moans, and pounding!" He says with the smugness dripping from each syllable.
"I dont even care! You are merely my father! Why would I care what you think! I was even . . ." He stops mid sentence, thinking out his words carefully.
"What? Take her shopping, buy her things, she'll leave you once you cant buy her anymore!" Lucius spits out. Draco pushes his hand into his pants pocket and pulls out a small black velvet box. He opens it and shows it to his father, and Lucius stops, with a twinge of melancholy in his eyes, then flash back to his normal cold eyes.
"So what! I will disown you if you ask her that! We'll act as if we don't have a son if you marry her!" He says, forcefully pushing Draco away. Then everything Lucius just said sinks in. Marry her. Marry . . . me. Me! The green carpet is suddenly meeting my face.
"Hermione! Hermione! Wake up Hermone!" Draco says as he shakes me. My eyes flutter open to see beautiful gray eyes staring me straight in the eye. His almost silver hair is hanging over his eyes seductively. I sit up once again in his bed. He is standing over me, wearing only his pajama pants. I put my hand against his warm chest. He grabs my other hand and brings it to his cheek. I smile and he smiles right back.
"Do you remember anything that happened before you fainted?" he asks worridly. I start tinking hard, but all I remember is him and lucius arguing and me fainting.
"Only that you and your father were arguing, I dont know about what, and then I passed out. Why, was there something I should remember?" I say to his relieved face. He exhales, and and shakes his head.
"No . . . not at all. I did want to ask you something though. Get dressed first, and we can apparate to the location. Oh, dress in this." He lies a evergreen knee length dress, with a low neck line and short sleeves, and some tall black heels. I stand up and run my hand in his silky hair. He does the same, but his tangle in my hair. He leans down and passionately kisses me. I open my eyes, and speak soft words.
"Do we need to be there at a certain time, or shall we continue?" He growls in my ear.
"No, not until sundown. Sundown is probably best." I raise my eyebrow at the comment, but my hands wonder down his neck, over his chest, finally ending at his pants. I pull them down and they fall to the floor. He steps out of them and I continue my mission. I slowly move my hand down his boxers, and find his thick member, and stroke it pleasingly. He moans out, and his hands immediately go to my breasts, covered my the silk bra. He rids me of it, and his lips brush my nipples wantingly. He starts sucking hard on the erect pink button. I smile and groan. I move my hand faster and faster up his length, fisting him. He cant take it anymore, and we fall on the bed. I lie on the bed, my legs hanging over the edge as he removes his remaining article of clothing. He then strokes it to make it even more erect. As he jerks off, I remove my panties, and robe. He groans.
"Why you little minx. You want me to fuck you? How do you want to be pounded?" He asks rubbing his cock up and down my slit. I beg him with my eyes to have me as his.
"Hard and fast. Give it to me hard and fast. I need you to cum in me." I say in a whiny tone. He chuckles and rams into me. I scream out in ecstasy. He slams into me again and again, until my legs are weak. He puts his hands under my back and lifts me up, so his hands support all of my weight and my legs wrapped around his waist. I put my arms over his shoulders, as he pounds into to me harder and harder. My nails are digging into his back. He moves one hand to me clit and starts pushing and pinching it. I drag my nails up and down my back, knowing that I have surely scratched him hard enough to draw blood. He clenches is teeth, either out of agony or love. He climaxes at the same tme as I. He pulls out and squirts his load all over my stomach. I smile at the feeling of his warm, sticky cum all over me. He pushes me to my knees, and guides his pulsing dick to my mouth. He pumps into me slowly at first, then faster. As he pushes deeply down my throat, I gag. He pulls out a bit and I push my tongue against every vein and he grunts. I pull him out of my mouth and kiss my way down his length till im at his balls. I trail my tongue on his sack and put them in my mouth. I suck hard on him until he's had enough. I slip down on the bed and he lies down on top of me, his dick at my mouth, his at my soaked pussy. He licks at the hot folds and slips his tongue into me. I take him back into me and move my head with so much motion, it makes my neck hurt. When he siezes up, I know he's about to orgasm. I open my mouth and he shoots right into my mouth. The cum pools in my mouth and I swallow it. He sit up and lies down next to me. I roll over and pull the blanket over us. My hands rest on his abs, and his on my breasts. I smile as he catches his breath. I see his face shaking and he leans down and kisses me. He looks into my eyes and I lay his head on my chest. He falls asleep without delay as his sweaty cheek rest right on my left nipple. I soon drift off into the best sleep of my life.