Chapter six:
Hermione bit her lip and wrinkled her forehead., Malfoy silently guiding her through the dark.
"Malfoy, where are we going?"
Malfoy didn't answer anything, turning left to a darker hallway. They had been descending stairs, going up stairs, through doors and a whole bunch of other things she wasn't able to see due to the dark.
"Malfoy, I asked you a question."
"And that's supposed to mean something to me?"
Hermione yanked her elbow out of his grip and stopped dead in her tracks.
"Where are we going?!"
Malfoy turned around to face her, an impatience feature playing on his face. "Where no one can hear us."
Hermione stiffened. "Is that supposed to calm me down? You know I could just call Harry and—."
"Granger will you calm down?!" yelled Malfoy, his hand reaching for the bridge of his nose as his eyes closed in frustration and concentration.
He looks really hot doing that, admitted Hermione resentfully.
"Look," said Malfoy, his hand back to his side and his eyes once again open. "I just want to talk. I'm not taking you to a hotel…not that I need one," said Malfoy, a smirk growing on his face.
"You have got to be kidding me! You expect me to go anywhere farther with you when you just finished saying that?! If you've got something to say, tell me right here."
"Granger…trust me. We can't—."
"Trust you? Trust you?! You want me to trust you?! Are you insane? I'd eat dog shit before I trust you!"
Malfoy's smirk grew as he started walking closer to Hermione.
Oh no, not again.
Hermione put her hands in front of her, stopping Malfoy in his tracks.
"Oh no you don't! You are not touching me again…do you hear me?! You think I'm easy prey? That you could just add me to that long list of girls you have? You think I'm like those girls that fall for those pitiable charms of yours?! Do you?! I may not be very pretty Malfoy, but I'm not stupid. I know what you're after and let me tell you something; I am sick and tired of you and your pathetic ideas for trying to play me for a fool. It's over. I am not some doll you can play with, nor some whore you can fuck on a one-night-stand! I have morals, Malfoy. And that is something you will never take away from me," finished Hermione breathing hard after her speech.
She abruptly turned around and started walking back the way she came…
Only problem was that she had no idea where she was.
She looked around hectically. All she needed to be was in—
She felt two strong arms wrap around her waist from the back. "Slytherin territory," he whispered into her ear.
Hermione's eyes widened. "You brought me to Slytherin territory?!" whispered Hermione, turning to face him in alarm…still within his arms.
The closeness made Hermione blush, and Draco was surprised when he was not able to keep his eyes trained on hers.
He let her go.
"Yea. You got a problem with that Granger?"
"Oh, well let's see. For centuries now, Gryffindor and Slytherin have been mortal enemies. Now, that being an understatement, why would I be scared to be in Slytherin Territory?"
Malfoy smirked at her, taking in how her hands were placed on her hips and how her eyes wandered to the ceiling in sarcasm.
"Tsk, tsk Granger. What happened to that Gryffindor courage you lot seem so proud of?"
"I'm not afraid. It's just not very smart if I stay here, so if you please…take me back to known territory."
"I don't think I will. So the quicker you follow, the quicker you'll get back to where you belong."
Hermione grimaced. "You're too kind."
Malfoy smirked and turned around, his robes swishing behind him as he stalked down the hall again. Hermione had to jog to keep up, and was quickly out of breath by the time Draco turned onto another hallway.
"Malfoy, do you think you could just sl—."
He stopped in his tracks, looking over his shoulder. "Shh!"
Hermione froze in her spot, her eyes wide and humorous, clearly speaking her thoughts that Malfoy had lost his mind.
Malfoy turned around again, and started to walk off at a quickened speed.
Why is he always so…controlling? Everything's his way or no way. I can't even talk for heaven's sake! thought Hermione, her eyes trained on the floor as she walked behind Malfoy.
And he thinks he could get every girl he wants. Well not me! Ha, watch…let him try to touch me again and I'll hex him so bad that he'll no longer have balls to get any girl..
He probably thinks I'm easy. That I fall like all the others do. But I was brought up the right way…and I'm all for no sex till marriage. And I highly doubt that he's that desperate. I'm not that desperate.
Just look at him. All high and mighty like he owns the school. Well I'll have him put in place if he ever tries anything. I have Ron, Harry, Professor McGonnagle, Headmaster Dumbledore, Dean, Seamus, Parvati, Lavender, and…hey, where'd he go?
Hermione looked up from the floor as she suddenly realized that Malfoy was not in front of her. She tried to look far ahead, but it was impossible in the darkness.
"Malfoy?" she whispered. "Malfoy?!"
She started walking quickly, looking every which way for the popular blonde Slytherin.
"Malfoy, this isn't funny anymore!" she whispered loudly. She started walking faster, her heart nearly pounding out of her chest.
She heard something crash onto the floor behind her in the distance, and she quickly spun around in alarm. But once again, the darkness did not allow her such luxury.
Did a knight just fall? Or was it that someone crashed into the knight? A Slytherin…or Filch."Malfoy, where are you?!"
No answer.
Oh my God. Where am I going to go?! What am I going to do?…someone's behind me…"Malfoy?" she whispered. "Harry?"
She began to walk backwards and slightly bumped into a knight.
Gosh Slytherin territory's full of them! Knight over here…knight over—"Who's out there!" came a deep, male voice.
Hermione's breath hitched in her throat, as she frantically made her way around the knight, and farther down the hallway.
She heard the footsteps follow her, and started to run. But all that earned her was for the person to run after her.
A hand reached out and grabbed her robes, pulling her into a small, darker gap within the walls.
Hermione opened her mouth to scream, but a hand soon clasped over it.
She caught sight of those silver orbs glowing through the darkness in attentiveness. He waited till the footsteps were no longer audible before removing his hand from her mouth.
Hermione sighed in relief. "I'd never thought I'd be so happy to see you Malfoy."
He smirked.
The space was so small she could feel his lean form pressed against her own body, his hot breath tickling her face, and his hands were slowly making their way back to her waist.
"I never thought I'd hear you say that."
"Well…then I guess I owe you a thank-you."
"Or…you could pay me with something else…" said Malfoy, his arms fully around her as he slightly slouched towards her neck.
Hermione stiffened in unease, and slightly made a movement to pull away, but he kept her in place.
"Scared Granger?" asked Malfoy in a seductive, low mumble by her ear.
"Just t-tell me what you have to say and take me back."
"Uh-uh uh-uh," said Malfoy, his hands moving to her hips. "You owe me one."
Hermione tried to back as much as possible into the wall, but they were still very much in contact.
"I-I already said thank you."
Malfoy smiled evilly. "I want more."
"Like…Treacle Tarts?" asked Hermione, her voice squeaky.
Malfoy nodded the expected negative answer.
"Galleons?"
Malfoy nodded again, his eyes penetrating.
"Homework?" asked Hermione.
Malfoy snorted, "leave it to Granger to come up with a bribery like that."
Hermione cocked an eyebrow at Malfoy, allowing his smirk to grow. "Do you want me to tell you what I want?"
Hermione's eyes widened in fear. "Wait! I-I still want to guess."
Malfoy smirked. "Too late," he whispered.
In a flash, he brought Hermione's lips upon his, his hands going to the small of her back pulling her closer to him.
Hermione barely had time to react before it was over, as quickly as it began.
"Meet me tomorrow by Myrtle's bathroom at nine. We still have to talk, and you better show up Granger. I'm not used to being stood up."
"But—."
"Walk the rest of this hall till you reach the dead end. Tap the wall twice and walk through. There you'll reach Professor Snape's classroom, and you know your way from there."
"Wait, you're not going to walk me there?!"
Malfoy didn't answer, simply sliding out of the small space and walking down the opposite hallway.
"Malfoy?…Malfoy?! Malfoy!" she whispered, but nothing worked as he disappeared into the darkness.
"I'm not going!"
"Yes you are…" came the simple distant reply. "Or else."
"Or else what?"
. . .
"Or else what?!"
No answer.
…damn…
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