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Chapter 4
Dear Diary,
I went to the library today to study. It was during lunch and Harry and Ron came looking for me. Of course, they knew where to look. They ALWAYS know where to look. Maybe it's because I'm ALWAYS in the same spot. But that's not the point. I was reading over my charms notes when Ron came in and placed the Daily Prophet down in front of my face. I asked him what it was but he simply nodded his head, demanding that I read it for myself.
LUCIUS MALFOY GRANTED PAROL BY THE MINISTER OF MAGIC- that was the headline. The rest of the article basically explained that the ministry re-examined Malfoy's case and found that it was possible he may not be completely responsible for his actions. Further details were not public knowledge yet but would be disclosed as soon as everything was final. But for now, Lucius Malfoy, well known Death Eater and pain in the arse, was set free from his imprisonment. Do you know what that means? Well neither do I!
Maybe now things will be different between me and Malfoy (the younger one.) Oh yeah, I forgot to mention something. I never met him the next day in the dungeons. It's been a week since we had our last encounter and I've been avoiding him well enough. Most of my free time was spent with Ron and Harry.
Do you ever get the feeling as though you're being watched? I've been feeling it a lot recently. Like a cold pair of eyes follows my every move. Once, I caught Malfoy watching me but I could have been mistaken. You never know with him.
Anyway, I'm really worried about Lucius' being set free. I can't believe it. How foolish could the Minister be? One day I swear, I'm going to get that man fired and I'll take over myself. I'd probably do a much better job of it anyway! I hate him! He's the biggest dunderhead in the world!
Oh bullocks, now I have to go to the prefects meetings. Sixth year prefects are to plan a ball for the seventh years. It's a new tradition that I foolishly suggested. It's their own special going away ball. There's only three weeks left in the year. Thank the Gods!
Okay, well that's all for now. I must be off. Goodnight.
Hermione
Draco's P.O.V.
She's been avoiding me! I can't believe that little bitch has been avoiding me. The worst part is, I've missed her too. Not in the sense that I missed her annoyingness and all, but I've missed the way we fucked. I miss the way her body feels beneath mine. I miss the way she runs her nails along my back and every time I hit her special spot, she digs them into my skin. I miss the way she bites her lip, trying desperately not to shout out my name, let alone anything at all. I miss the way she tries to hide herself as soon as we're done. I miss the way she can be so timid and shy yet when I get inside of her, she turns into this wild animal. I don't know how she does it but it's amazing the way she changes in an instant. I don't know why but she fascinates me. DAMN HER AND HER BEAUTY!
I just need to get her alone again. I need to feel her beneath me once more. I need to be inside her, to kiss her, to hold her, to bring her to the point of ecstacy. I need all of that! I'm going crazy without her!
But that's not part of the plan. I'm not supposed to actually WANT her! The plan was to split up the Golden Trio and I'll be damned if I back out now. Well there was also another part of the plan though and if I fell for the mudblood, part two of the operation would be taken care of. The other part was to piss off Lucius which will work out a lot better now that he's out of Azkaban! He hates mudbloods so much and if he knows that I'm having sexual relations with one, he'll be furious. Gods, I hate that man!
I still can't believe he ever let himself get arrested in the first place but now that he's back, Narcissa wants to have a 'family vacation' this summer. We're going to the wizard part of a city in the States. New York City I believe. I'm sure it will be a bore but Father has business there so I have no choice. Boy do I hate that man. He's nothing but a selfish prick to me. I had almost hoped that he would rot in jail but there's no such luck. I shall be forced to suffer endlessly. Good thing I'll make the little mudblood mine soon enough. It'll piss him off so very much, just enough to make him see my true hatred for him.
So now I go to the prefects meeting in hopes of cornering her afterwards. I'm going to love watching her try to back out. She always tries to get away but I won't let her this time. No sir. I'm just going to get her alone and we'll have a nice little 'chat', if that's what you want to call it.
Dear Diary,
Gods damn it all to hell! I knew I shouldn't have gone to that meeting! Do you want to know what happened afterwards? Well I'm going to tell you anyway so I hope you answered yes.
Afterwards, I was walking out the door of the prefects meeting room and he grabbed my arm, pulling me back. Everyone else left, including Ron. He was too busy talking about the Quidditch team to the Ravenclaw prefect that he didn't even notice I wasn't by his side. Not that it offended me. They always try to include me in those conversations but I alienate myself when it comes to Quidditch. Gods I hate that sport.
So he pulled me back and waited until everyone was out of the room. Then, he pulled me in close to his body and whispered huskily into my ear, "I've missed you, pet." Can you believe that he had the nerve to call me pet? I know I couldn't. How dare he! I wasn't his pet! As a matter a fact, I wasn't anything except for his enemy. He hated me and I hated him. But then I found myself completely ignoring everything my mind was saying.
We were so close that I could smell his cologne. I didn't know what scent it was but I do know that it was sure sexy. Yes it was. But soon I regained control over myself and spoke back. "Well I haven't missed you so isn't that a pity," I said sarcastically, trying desperately to pry myself free from his grasp. But it was no use. He was much too strong for me and I was too tired to really put up a struggle.
"I thought only Slytherins lied," he replied smugly. He thought he was so cute but it just made me sick. It was a clever comeback to be sure, but it made me want to strangle him.
"Well then it's a good thing I wasn't lying. I wouldn't want to be mistaken as a slimy serpent with a forked tongue now would I?" I'm not quite sure if I was being witty or intelligible but it was the only thing I could think of to say. So I said it.
"Speaking of tongues..." he trailed off, capturing my lips in his own. He pried my bottom and top lip apart with his tongue and unintentionally, I massaged it with my own. I didn't want to but I just couldn't stop myself with him.
Now normally I would be condemning premarital sex but... I don't know. Something about him screams intercourse. You can't simply kiss him. That would be like the appetizer of a meal. It only holds you off for so long. Then, you get hungry for the main meal and if you don't get that, then you starve for the rest of the night only with him, it lasts forever. His hands slid up and down my sides and well... I couldn't help it.
I ripped open his shirt and pried it away from his body as he did the same to mine. I wanted so badly to just find somewhere COMFORTABLE to lie down and 'do the deed' but of course, we were in a classroom and it was all hard surfaces.
He lied me down on the desk and crawled on top of me. And do you know what he said? He said, "You're mine now, Granger." I couldn't believe it.
I couldn't believed it mainly because I knew he was right. I was his. I let him do anything he wanted to me. And I would do whatever he wanted me to do. Get this, I even gave him a blow job! Yes, I did. I couldn't believe it either. But we were there and I was in the moment and I couldn't help myself. HEY! You would have done it too if you were in my position!
Ugh... I can't believe it. I just have no self control when I'm around him. And I tried to avoid him and that didn't work and I tried to tell him no and that didn't work so I guess I need to go to plan C.
What's Plan C, you ask? Well it's simple really. I'm going to get him alone in sometime soon, and I'm going to make him answer my questions. The questions will be things like... what are we doing together? What does this make us? What does this mean to you? Those types of questions.
Then, based on his answers, I'll be able to form a Plan D. Okay, well I have to go. I'm exhausted.
Goodnight,
Hermione
A/N... okay well thank you all for your wonderful reviews. I just want to talk about this chapter. We're starting to get into the plot line a little bit now. I am so sorry it took me this long to update but I got a lot of discouraging reviews. Just so you know, I look at this story as just a fun little piece of smut. I was bored one day and it just came to mind. I'll make it short though, I promise. I hope you all liked this chapter. Tell me if you did.
Thanks to all of you
Chapter 4
Dear Diary,
I went to the library today to study. It was during lunch and Harry and Ron came looking for me. Of course, they knew where to look. They ALWAYS know where to look. Maybe it's because I'm ALWAYS in the same spot. But that's not the point. I was reading over my charms notes when Ron came in and placed the Daily Prophet down in front of my face. I asked him what it was but he simply nodded his head, demanding that I read it for myself.
LUCIUS MALFOY GRANTED PAROL BY THE MINISTER OF MAGIC- that was the headline. The rest of the article basically explained that the ministry re-examined Malfoy's case and found that it was possible he may not be completely responsible for his actions. Further details were not public knowledge yet but would be disclosed as soon as everything was final. But for now, Lucius Malfoy, well known Death Eater and pain in the arse, was set free from his imprisonment. Do you know what that means? Well neither do I!
Maybe now things will be different between me and Malfoy (the younger one.) Oh yeah, I forgot to mention something. I never met him the next day in the dungeons. It's been a week since we had our last encounter and I've been avoiding him well enough. Most of my free time was spent with Ron and Harry.
Do you ever get the feeling as though you're being watched? I've been feeling it a lot recently. Like a cold pair of eyes follows my every move. Once, I caught Malfoy watching me but I could have been mistaken. You never know with him.
Anyway, I'm really worried about Lucius' being set free. I can't believe it. How foolish could the Minister be? One day I swear, I'm going to get that man fired and I'll take over myself. I'd probably do a much better job of it anyway! I hate him! He's the biggest dunderhead in the world!
Oh bullocks, now I have to go to the prefects meetings. Sixth year prefects are to plan a ball for the seventh years. It's a new tradition that I foolishly suggested. It's their own special going away ball. There's only three weeks left in the year. Thank the Gods!
Okay, well that's all for now. I must be off. Goodnight.
Hermione
Draco's P.O.V.
She's been avoiding me! I can't believe that little bitch has been avoiding me. The worst part is, I've missed her too. Not in the sense that I missed her annoyingness and all, but I've missed the way we fucked. I miss the way her body feels beneath mine. I miss the way she runs her nails along my back and every time I hit her special spot, she digs them into my skin. I miss the way she bites her lip, trying desperately not to shout out my name, let alone anything at all. I miss the way she tries to hide herself as soon as we're done. I miss the way she can be so timid and shy yet when I get inside of her, she turns into this wild animal. I don't know how she does it but it's amazing the way she changes in an instant. I don't know why but she fascinates me. DAMN HER AND HER BEAUTY!
I just need to get her alone again. I need to feel her beneath me once more. I need to be inside her, to kiss her, to hold her, to bring her to the point of ecstacy. I need all of that! I'm going crazy without her!
But that's not part of the plan. I'm not supposed to actually WANT her! The plan was to split up the Golden Trio and I'll be damned if I back out now. Well there was also another part of the plan though and if I fell for the mudblood, part two of the operation would be taken care of. The other part was to piss off Lucius which will work out a lot better now that he's out of Azkaban! He hates mudbloods so much and if he knows that I'm having sexual relations with one, he'll be furious. Gods, I hate that man!
I still can't believe he ever let himself get arrested in the first place but now that he's back, Narcissa wants to have a 'family vacation' this summer. We're going to the wizard part of a city in the States. New York City I believe. I'm sure it will be a bore but Father has business there so I have no choice. Boy do I hate that man. He's nothing but a selfish prick to me. I had almost hoped that he would rot in jail but there's no such luck. I shall be forced to suffer endlessly. Good thing I'll make the little mudblood mine soon enough. It'll piss him off so very much, just enough to make him see my true hatred for him.
So now I go to the prefects meeting in hopes of cornering her afterwards. I'm going to love watching her try to back out. She always tries to get away but I won't let her this time. No sir. I'm just going to get her alone and we'll have a nice little 'chat', if that's what you want to call it.
Dear Diary,
Gods damn it all to hell! I knew I shouldn't have gone to that meeting! Do you want to know what happened afterwards? Well I'm going to tell you anyway so I hope you answered yes.
Afterwards, I was walking out the door of the prefects meeting room and he grabbed my arm, pulling me back. Everyone else left, including Ron. He was too busy talking about the Quidditch team to the Ravenclaw prefect that he didn't even notice I wasn't by his side. Not that it offended me. They always try to include me in those conversations but I alienate myself when it comes to Quidditch. Gods I hate that sport.
So he pulled me back and waited until everyone was out of the room. Then, he pulled me in close to his body and whispered huskily into my ear, "I've missed you, pet." Can you believe that he had the nerve to call me pet? I know I couldn't. How dare he! I wasn't his pet! As a matter a fact, I wasn't anything except for his enemy. He hated me and I hated him. But then I found myself completely ignoring everything my mind was saying.
We were so close that I could smell his cologne. I didn't know what scent it was but I do know that it was sure sexy. Yes it was. But soon I regained control over myself and spoke back. "Well I haven't missed you so isn't that a pity," I said sarcastically, trying desperately to pry myself free from his grasp. But it was no use. He was much too strong for me and I was too tired to really put up a struggle.
"I thought only Slytherins lied," he replied smugly. He thought he was so cute but it just made me sick. It was a clever comeback to be sure, but it made me want to strangle him.
"Well then it's a good thing I wasn't lying. I wouldn't want to be mistaken as a slimy serpent with a forked tongue now would I?" I'm not quite sure if I was being witty or intelligible but it was the only thing I could think of to say. So I said it.
"Speaking of tongues..." he trailed off, capturing my lips in his own. He pried my bottom and top lip apart with his tongue and unintentionally, I massaged it with my own. I didn't want to but I just couldn't stop myself with him.
Now normally I would be condemning premarital sex but... I don't know. Something about him screams intercourse. You can't simply kiss him. That would be like the appetizer of a meal. It only holds you off for so long. Then, you get hungry for the main meal and if you don't get that, then you starve for the rest of the night only with him, it lasts forever. His hands slid up and down my sides and well... I couldn't help it.
I ripped open his shirt and pried it away from his body as he did the same to mine. I wanted so badly to just find somewhere COMFORTABLE to lie down and 'do the deed' but of course, we were in a classroom and it was all hard surfaces.
He lied me down on the desk and crawled on top of me. And do you know what he said? He said, "You're mine now, Granger." I couldn't believe it.
I couldn't believed it mainly because I knew he was right. I was his. I let him do anything he wanted to me. And I would do whatever he wanted me to do. Get this, I even gave him a blow job! Yes, I did. I couldn't believe it either. But we were there and I was in the moment and I couldn't help myself. HEY! You would have done it too if you were in my position!
Ugh... I can't believe it. I just have no self control when I'm around him. And I tried to avoid him and that didn't work and I tried to tell him no and that didn't work so I guess I need to go to plan C.
What's Plan C, you ask? Well it's simple really. I'm going to get him alone in sometime soon, and I'm going to make him answer my questions. The questions will be things like... what are we doing together? What does this make us? What does this mean to you? Those types of questions.
Then, based on his answers, I'll be able to form a Plan D. Okay, well I have to go. I'm exhausted.
Goodnight,
Hermione
A/N... okay well thank you all for your wonderful reviews. I just want to talk about this chapter. We're starting to get into the plot line a little bit now. I am so sorry it took me this long to update but I got a lot of discouraging reviews. Just so you know, I look at this story as just a fun little piece of smut. I was bored one day and it just came to mind. I'll make it short though, I promise. I hope you all liked this chapter. Tell me if you did.
Thanks to all of you