Chapter Two
'I won't tell if you don't.'
Hermione's brain racked its self to find a reasonable reaction for whom she saw standing in front of her. She stood for what seemed like forever, just staring the man-child down. Her eyes must have been playing tricks on her; she decided to step a little closer, bringing her wand up to his face.
The boy rolled his eyes and let out a rather annoyed "Sigh." In a 'can we get on with it.' manner.
"I'm not some ghostly spirit sent to protect you." He barked. "Stop acting like this, it's freaking me out you twit." He continued, while raising an eyebrow.
He looks and sounds like him, but there was no way he would save her from getting a severe case of detention or worse, Expelled.
"D-Draco, Malfoy!?" She managed to finally spit out; not only were her lips stuttering but her mind was too.
"Who'd you expect, Dumbledore?" He retorted back sarcastically, with a leer to die for.
"What the hell?" Was all Hermione could come up with.
Draco looked the dumbfounded girl up and down, then eyed Harrys cloak on the floor next to her. He then slowly took the few remaining steps left between him and Hermione, to where her face was practically touching his chest.
Draco could see the intimidation he made Hermione feel grow on her face with each inch he came closer; it felt strangely appealing to him. He enjoyed seeing fear build up in her eyes as he kept getting closer and closer.
"W-we should probably go Malfoy." Hermione gritted her teeth at how anxious the words sounded out loud. She cleared her throat slightly before adding "Mr. Filch could be back at any moment."
"What, you're not afraid of spending a little quality time with Draco Malfoy alone are you?" Draco said with a twisted look of amusement on his face; He was toying with her now.
"Oh, please. Draco, you don't scare me." She said sounding unthreatened, but in reality she was terrified inside. She hated the way he had said "Alone." in that sentence, not to mention the creepy look he was giving her.
"What, you don't want to play with me Granger?" He said pretending to sound coy.
"Get off it Malfoy. As much as it pains me to say this, Thanks for saving me from Filch and all but I do believe you're now just wasting my time." She snapped, glaring up into his devilishly handsome face.
Hermione took two dramatically laid out steps backwards before turning away to face to exit of the library; she started walking but had only got about four serious steps away from Malfoy, before she felt a strong force brace her from behind harshly into the bookshelf.
Draco had her pined, face forward up against the shelving unit. Hermione tried to hold up a strong front, by not screaming or crying. She was in shock; her eyes wide.
"Listen here you filthy, stupid little mudblood." He said to the back of her head, in a disciplining manner.
"Draco! Ugh, you're hurting me!" She whined out in pain.
"Good. What can I say, seeing you suffer gets me off Granger." He snapped.
Hermione gasped in horror, not knowing what was going to happen to her. She was weak without her wand which had inconveniently been knocked out of her hand as she was snatched up against the bookcase. Her heart pounded inside of her chest, she was sure he could feel it pulsing blood threw her jugular where his mouth was now resting.
"W-what!?" she said in a horrified tone. "Let go of me immediately Malfoy, this isn't funny!" she added in the same terrified voice.
"I think it's about time I had myself a little fun with you, mudblood; Now that your two pathetic bodyguards are nowhere to be found." Draco scoffed into her neck, while nipping it playfully.
"Oh! Get away from me!" Hermione squealed, feeling the light pressure of his perfect teeth on her neck for the second time.
"No one denies me!" He yelled, sending his echo throughout the library.
Hermione cringed at the sound; this couldn't really be happening could it? Draco had always been a cocky asshole when it came to 'getting girls.' But this was ridiculous. Why did he care so much that she wasn't interested in him, she was the one girl her couldn't get. So what?
"And what are you going to do about it Malfoy!?" She screamed enraged.
Something changed in his hold on her, it relaxed and softened. What she said must have knocked some sense into him, and made him realize how far he'd gone from her simply walking away. Suddenly she was whirled around and pushed back up against the bookcase; a rush of oxygen left her lungs from the amount of force used. Hermione closed her eyes tightly, from the pain in her back. It was silent for a moment; with her eyes still shut, as she tried to catch her breath.
The silence was soon broken by his seductive voice.
"I won't tell if you don't." He whispered before releasing her arms to grab her face. He looked like he was going to kiss her!? Leaning closer and closer until his lips were practically resting on hers.
"Please stop." Her mind begged him while trying to turn her face away from his; she couldn't believe what was happening.
"You want me Granger, you know it." he murmured into her lips softly grazing hers with each word he spoke.
She slowly opened her eyes, reaching for his waist. She gently pulled his body closer to hers.
Blushing, she spoke the words in the sexiest voice she could manage. "What girl wouldn't want you Draco?"
She felt his body tense up like it was surely going to explode; Draco's hands softly squeezed either side of Hermione's hips. "Was it wrong that this started to feel good?" She questioned herself.
Still playing the role, Hermione let out small moan.
She slowly rubbed her hands up and down his torso. She was playing the part well, Draco was slowly going crazy it seemed. She was searching for something; her fingers lingered on his abdomen a little longer then she would like to admit. He was cut, that was for sure. She could feel Draco's breathing pick up slightly, she blushed harder thinking about actually fondling Draco Malfoy. Finally her left hand found what she was searching for, griping it tightly to be sure not to slip up and drop it.
"Stupefy!" Hermione shirked, pointing his own wand against him.
Draco froze instantly. Hermione shoved his thickly body off of hers and sent another loud "thud" ringing throughout the library. She panicked for a moment, unsure of her next move. She looked down into the newly defenceless Malfoy's eyes.
Her eyes hardened, and she bent down putting her lips to his right ear and muttered "What can I say Malfoy. It gets me off seeing you crumpled, defenceless on the floor." She lightly slapped his cheek three times before throwing his wand over the bookcase, gathering Harry's cloak, throwing it on and seemingly disappearing into thin air.
"Goodnight, Malfoy. Let this be a lesson to you, if you ever put your hands on me again I won't think twice about taking your life with your own wand." Hermione's voice rang out from a direction undetermined due to the magic cloak.
All sound of life left the library and Draco was alone.
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