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Summary: Sex, sex, sex, sex and more sex. Things turn from good to bad... and Ron's acting weird...
Beautiful Thing
Chapter 7: Consuming Me
2 Days Later....
Hermione was sitted at a table in the library hunched over a potions essay.
This potion essay however was not consuming her mind like it should.
Instead her mind was fuzzy and kept drifting back to what had happened two days ago in her bedroom...
After Draco had ripped off her shirt and dress he'd pulled out his wand and muttered a charm that made the rest of both their clothes disappear.
He held down Hermione's thighs as he kiissed the top of her mound.
She cried out wrapping her hands in his silvery locks.
Draco then pushed two fingers inside her.
Hermione gasped and flexed her muscles in response.
BAM!
"Hello Granger..."
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Hermione's POV
I was shook out of my daydreaming from the sound of my potions book being slammed shut.
"Hello Granger," a deep voice behind me whispered.
I stiffened and felt his right hand wrap around my waist from behind me.
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Draco's POV
This vixen was driving me crazy.
I couldn't stop thinking about her, of course she'd never know this.
When I entered the library and saw her just to the left of the restricted section I couldn't contain myself any longer.
My studies had kept me very busy the last two day and it was complete agony not being able to touch her.
I had to have her right then.
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"Follow me," he whispered in her ear giving her waist a little squeeze.
She nodded.
Draco walked away slowly and entered the restricted section and went down the very last aisle.
It was silent and dark, complete privacy.
Not a minute later Hermione came down the aisle and smiled at him.
He smirked back.
They fell down to the floor together and began grabbing at each others clothing and kissing madly.
Hermione was beneath Draco as he hiked up her skirt and grinded himself against her aching spot.
Draco wasted no time in taking her.
They stood up at some point, with Hermione's back against his chest and her chest pressed into a bookshelf.
Draco thrust into her violently from behind and twisted her hair while gripping her hips.
It was so different from their first time and their second.
He was rough and she was too.
She liked it and embraced it.
When he allowed her to turn around she dragged her manicured nails down his pale chest leaving red scratches behind.
He growled pinning her arms up above her head into the bookcase.
A few minutes later after they'd both cum Draco pulled out and they redressed and departed.
2 More Days Later.....
Hermione walked out of Professor Binns class and began walking towards the bathroom.
When she rounded a corridor a hand clasped over her mouth and dragged her across the floor into a closet.
"Fuck me Granger."
She groaned and nodded feeling his hand swirl on her clit through her panties.
She threw him down on the ground of the closet and pulled his pants down to his ankles.
Instead of pulling off her panties though she grabbed his dick and shoved it down her throat.
Draco's head flung back in surprise at the immensely pleasurable gesture.
After he came down her throat they didn't have sex, she went back to class.
When Hermione came into her dorm that night Draco was once again waiting on her bed shirtless.
His broom leaning against her dresser and her french doors were wide open.
It was like the library scene all over again.
Draco roughly pushed into her and pinned her arms down.
She loved it.
"Tell me how much you like this Granger," He growled in her ear.
She moaned loudly in response.
"Tell me," he grunted kneading one of her breasts.
"I... love.... it.... Ma-Malfoy...." she moaned arching up to his body.
Draco's hands skated up her bum and back to her shoulders and pulled her up so she was straddling him.
"Ride me."
She whimpered and pushed down hard on him.
Draco moaned falling onto his back as she took contol.
Her fingers gripped and dug into his chest.
Draco rested his hands on her hips as she bounced up and down on him and swirled her hips above him.
"You're so fucking sweet Granger," he growled gripping her thighs.
Hermione gasped and moaned.
His thumb began rubbing her clit harshly.
"God... Grangerrrr...." he came shuddering and squirming beneath her.
Hermione smiled.
"That's right baby, I am a god." She repeated his statement from before.
1 Week Later....
Hermione once again was riding Draco as he lay tensed up beneath her.
"Relax," she whispered slowly moving up and down his rod.
Draco gripped the wood of the bench he was lying on and thrust up into her to the hilt.
Hermione moaned letting her head lull back.
She liked having slow sex with him like this.
It lasted longer and was actually more pleasurable.
Draco looked up at the ceiling of the Slytherin Quidditch locker room and groaned.
His eyes fluttered shut and he finally relaxed.
Although his eyes were closed all he could still see was her face and hair in his mind.
"You're so sweet Granger," he groaned lightly tracing her hip.
He said that a lot to her, and she loved it when he said it.
Hermione smiled and splayed her hands against his chest and tightened her inner muscles milking him.
"Dear god!" He cried eyes widening.
She chuckled.
He glared at her.
"Where the hell did you learn that?"
"Shhh..."
Hermione leaned in and kissed his lips fully.
This was Draco's favorite thing.
His tongue plunged into her mouth and tasted an even better sweetness... well almost.
The feeling of her tightness around him made him shudder and quiver.
Hermione was becoming skillful very quickly in the art of sex.
Soon they began to pick up their pace and move faster.
Milking him for all she was worth Hermione successfully made him cum twice.
She kissed his lips deeply once more before she left him on the bench.
4 Days Later...
Draco kissed down her back as she lay sleeping soundly on her stomach.
She looked so delicate lying nude on the bed fast asleep.
She certainly deserves a rest, Draco thought remembering her fucking him like no other only minutes ago.
He'd come to her bedroom and found that her clothes were strewn around the floor, but she wasn't there.
He walked to her bathroom and saw her silhoutte against the shower curtain.
He grinned.
Hermione was washing her hair when suddenly a voice whispered in her ear.
"Didn't mummy ever teach you to lock the door?"
When she recognized his voice she chuckled and turned around to face him.
They were both nude and soaked from the shower and that was all it took.
Draco slammed her against the wall of the shower and attached his mouth to one of her breasts.
She groaned.
Draco's hands pulled her legs apart and three fingers seeked out her hot core.
Hermione thrashed against him and clung to his muscular shoulders.
"Oh Malfoy," she gasped pulling her legs tighter around him and digging the heels of her feet into his bum.
He looked up into her eyes and she smiled staring back into his.
Lightly she brushed his cheek with her hand.
She began nibbling on her bottom lip and then looked nervous.
"You know... you're sort of beautiful...." she whispered in awe.
Draco tilted his head to the side then devoured her cute mouth with his own.
They shagged furiously.
Both wanting nothing more than to reach their pleasure peek.
Draco flattened his body against hers so he could feel her slippery chest and legs.
Hermione let him pound her into the wall and yanked several locks of his hair out.
Draco growled and pulled her out of the shower with him.
They left the water running as he crossed from the bathroom to her bedroom.
He walked them over to her vanity and bent her over it.
She gasped as he entered her from behind, he always loved doing this.
Hermione clawed at the wood and lay herself flat against it.
She screamed when he began rubbing her clit and bit the back of her neck and ears.
The vanity rammed into her stomach from the ferocious power of his thrusts but she didn't care.
Draco rammed several more times up into her, stretching her and filling her completely.
They both cried out the others name when they reached their peek.
Legs shaking Hermione slumped against the vanity and passed out.
Draco chuckled and lifted her up and placed her on her bed.
He kissed down her back and let himself have a good look at her nude body.
He smiled and then lay down beside her spent and exhausted himself.
Draco's POV
I fucking fuck Hermione Granger everywhere.
In the room of requirement, in her room, in the library, in a closet, on a desk, in a corridor against a statue, in a bathroom, on the Quidditch Pitch and several other places.
The girl was driving me crazy.
Not only sexually but I can't stop thinking about her.
Not absurd thoughts like I had had before, but I am always thinking about her.
What she is doing, do I drive her as crazy as she drives me, what she wrote her potions essay on, when am I going to see her again.... all sorts of thoughts.
It should make me angry, I'm a Malfoy by god and I don't get all lovey dove on some shag.
And I certainly don't chase girls, but there is something so different about Granger.
It's no secret that she's the best shag I've ever had in my life.
I love touching her and fucking her.
But that's just it right?
There's nothing more to it?
I said so myself 'it's just sex.'
But sex with one particular girl doesn't drive me this crazy.
It really doesn't, I can get along fine during my day, but not with her.
Every morning when I see her I want to be alone with her.
I want to touch her and look at her... then of course fuck her sweet beautiful self.
That's another strange thing.
I think Granger's beautiful... and gorgeous.
I even admitted that to her.
Something that I've never done before to a girl.
Not even Pansy... who I haven't shaggged in almost a month.
Granger, I just have to keep telling myself, is more than just an ich... she's a phase.
A phase I have to go through, shag many several times, then eventually it'll get old and boring and I won't care for it any more.
Eventually....
Until she gets old I'll continue to shag her senselessly and let her consume my mind.
I've done this myself to many girls before, who's to say I shouldn't go through it too?
So long as nobody knows.
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Hermione's POV
Oh fuck.
I am fucking in love with Draco fucking Malfoy.
Ok maybe not in love, but I definitely feel something for him.
Which is only natural because I shag him nearly every day, but I keep feeling things that I know I ought not too.
Or maybe it doesn't matter.
It's ok to feel how you feel no matter what right?
It's ok that his sexiness consumes my mind, or that thoughts of us shagging are becoming more important than Charms class, or that his face is so angelicly beautiful that I'm starting to wonder if this is all just a really really good and long dream.
My feelings at the beginning of this all had been under control.
I love the way he makes my body feel... but after him making my body feel so good so many times I want my heart to feel that good too.
I know he's not the person for me to love and I'm not the person for him to love.
We're such opposites it could never work out.
I know that.
But even though that may be... I do love Malfoy in a way.
I know he doesn't feel the same, and that's why I'm not going to tell him.
But if I'm starting to fall for him that means that having sex with him is only going to make my feelings for him deeper.
Do I need to a put a stop to this before it possibly gets ten times worse?
My mind tells me yes, but my heart tells me to keep at it and maybe in some way he loves me back too.
I don't ever think about Ron anymore.
Only Malfoy.
Oh what a mess... how did I get myself in this situation in the first place?
I know what love is because I was and still sort of am in love with Ron and this is how it felt with Ron in the beginning.
He consumed my mind, I wondered things about him all the time and I could not fight one flaw in him because all the flaws were in me.
After dinner that night Ginny came up to me.
"So are you going to tell me anything yet?" She griped.
I narrowed my eyes at her.
"No, there's nothing to tell you Ginny."
She glared then stomped off angrily.
I sighed, sad that I could not be honest with her.
The next morning at breakfast I felt a heavy stare on me.
I turned expecting to see Malfoy with a lusty gaze, but instead saw Ron staring at me hurt.
I recoiled and turned back around.
How odd.
In first class of the day: Herbology Harry and I were partners in testing to see if gillyweed works on mice.
While writing our results on parchment I heard a heavy sigh.
I looked up and saw Ron once again staring at me.
His eyes were sad again and glazed.
I turned away again.
I forced the thought of Ron staring at me like that away from my head for the rest of the day and went on like usual.
Dinner was uneventful.
Ginny refused to look or speak to me and Harry questioned me on this.
"It's all right Harry, we're fine and she'll get over it soon enough." I promised.
Harry looked skeptical.
"Hermione what's going on exactly?"
"What do you mean?"
Why do my friends have to be so damn perceptive?
"You're different." Harry says raising his eyebrows.
"Go on."
Harry tilts his head to the side.
"Is there something that you should tell me?"
I shake my head.
"No."
He sighs and looks down at his plate.
A few minutes later he nudges me.
"Ron's staring at you... again."
I look quickly at Harry.
"You noticed that too?"
He nods pursing his lips.
"Have you talked?" He asks.
I shake my head again.
"Not in weeks."
"Hmmm..."
"Does he ever talk about me?"
Harry shakes his head.
"No beacause Lavender is always around him."
"Do you think he wants to talk to me?" I ask.
Harry shrugs.
"Probably."
I bite my lip and look back at my plate.
This was just perfect, how much more could go wrong now?
Midnight...
Hermione's POV
When I came back to my bedroom that night I was surprised not to find Draco shirtless on my bed for once.
I sighed putting down my school bag from the day and began to undress.
I heard a creak from behind and quickly spun around even though I already knew who it was.
Draco... I mean Malfoy walked into my room with the most serious stone look I'd ever seen across his face.
He closed the door of my balcony and let his broom fall to the ground.
I had no idea what expression was on my face, but I felt very confused.
He was so stoic.
I waited for him to speak.
He made no moves.
I frowned.
He was never this... quiet.
"Malfoy." I finally greeted him.
He continued to stare silently and I raised a brow.
"Is something wrong?"
He shook his head lightly and his head titled.
"No."
I was surprised by his tone.
It sounded... angry.
"Whatever," I growled turning away.
What the hell is up with him?
I once again began to undress, but stopped when I felt his large cold hand wrap around my wrist.
He held it lightly and I looked up at him questioning the gesture.
"Mind if I?" He asked smirking.
I sighed.
"Go ahead then."
Button by button he slowly unbuttoned my white school blouse.
I hated to admit, but it really turned me on.
He stared at my skin as more and more of it became revealed inch by inch.
His eyes were hungry and it didn't match the slowness of his actions.
"Draco?"
He looked up at my face.
I was so taken aback by the beauty of it I almost fainted.
His face was so angelic.
And though his body was hard, strong and domineering and he had moments ago looked dangerous, at this moment he looked like the most unlikely person to ever hurt someone in any way.
"Yes?"
"You...." I trailed off.
He raised one perfect brow at me.
I tried again.
"You're so... beautiful."
He smiled.
A real easy smile that captivated me.
His pearl white teeth were so handsome just like the rest of him.
I suddenly couldn't believe my luck, that I had been spending so much time with this beautiful man and he had given me so much attention.
Not in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that Draco Malfoy was beautiful.
But he was, he really was.
I had never expected myself to be as lucky to get to be with some intimiately that was this good looking.
I suddenly felt very intimidated by his beauty.
I knew I was about to wake up from this whole dream any second.
Draco's soft delicate hand left my blouse and stroked my jawline then cheekbone.
Then he cupped my jaw and pressed his firm lips to mine.
I always loved kissing him more than anything.
He was just so good at it.
He kissed like a man who was thirty or forty or a god.
His lips moved against mine and his other hand wrapped around my waist bowing my body against him.
My hands crawled up his chest and grippd the collar of his sweater.
He smiled against my mouth and deepened the kiss titlting my head back and holding it gently.
My hands slid up into his hair and grabbed onto his locks.
Draco lifted me up then and my legs wrapped instinctly around his narrow waist.
His hands moved to my bum to support me as my hands continued to swim through his hair.
His hungry lips pulled away from mine and he began to kiss down my neck.
"D-Dracooo..."
"Hm?" He groaned against me breathing heavily.
I sighed then gasped when his lips began to nibble my earlobe.
"Oh I-I-I-"
"What is is baby?" He asked pulling back to look up at me.
I blinked then kissed his forehead, then his nose, then his lips.
He kissed me back, but then pulled away again.
"What did you wanna say?"
I sigh and run my hand down his cheek, past his neck and down his chest.
"Draco... please...."
"Please what?"
I'm so nervous to say it for some reason.
"I want you to..."
He sighs and pulls me closer against him.
"Tell me. You can have it, just tell me."
I blush and smile.
"Make love to me."
His head falls back and he looks up at me.
Shit, he wasn't expecting that.
It's over, he's going to drop me and it'll all be-
I'm shocked when his lips crash down on mine and he spins us around so we're facing the bed.
He takes two huge steps toward the bed and lightly drops me.
I land on my bum, but quickly start scooting back because he's leaning in towards me chasing me back.
My back hits my headboard and Draco grasps my ankle in one hand and draws me back to him.
He pulls me closer until my head is level with the pillows.
I lay back and he hovers over me and then finishes unbuttoning my shirt.
He softly pulls it down my arms and tosses it over his shoulder.
I lean up and grab the bottom of his sweater and pull it up to his neck.
He takes it off the rest of the way and it joins my shirt on the floor.
Draco's hand brushes my toes and foot and then circles his hand around my ankle.
He slowly runs this one hand up my leg, massaging it slowly as he leans in towards me.
I lay back and gasp when his hand goes underneath my skirt.
He fingers the hem of my panties and softly tugs one side down.
Then he repeats this whole exercise on my other leg with his other hand and tugs the other side of my panties down.
With both hands he reaches under and yanks my panties down to my knees.
I try to kick them off impatiently, but he doesn't let me.
Apparently he wants to take his sweet time.
Which is ok I guess because it's been bloody amazing so far.
Once my panties are discarded he wraps both of his hands around either of my breasts and kneads them through my black bra.
My toes curl at the minstration and he leans down and licks in between my breasts then blows over the sensitive area.
I gasp arching up.
My arms consrict around his neck and pull his mouth down to mine.
As we kiss his hands run down my sides and underneath me to grip my bum.
I moan grinding up against his hardness still in his pants.
Draco bites my bottom lip and jerks lightly on it.
I giggle and push him away and sit up so that I can take his pants off.
I unbuckle his belt and pull it full out through all the loops then toss is to the side.
Draco unbuttons his pant button and I quickly unzip his fly.
Of course like always: no boxers.
I yank his pants down to mid thigh and grab the base of his shaft and run my hand fully down it.
He grunts and takes his pants the rest of the way off.
I push him back so he's sat on his bum, sitting up, and I straddle him.
My hand works up and down his shaft pumping him then I lean down and lick his head.
He shudders and grabs my thighs in his hands in weakness.
I grin and kiss up his chest and nestle my face in the side of his neck.
"You're beautiful too you little vixen," he groans rubbing my bum with one hand and twirling my tresses in the other.
I giggle, I so love it when he says that, and bite his neck softly.
Draco twists his face and kisses my cheek then down the side of my neck and shoulder to my collarbone.
I pull back and rise up.
He licks one of his hands then runs it down his dick.
I smile and slowly sink down onto him.
I tense, but he's relaxed and he holds my bum tightly with both hands.
When I relax he thrusts up into me.
My head falls back and he grips me tighter.
He thrusts again, filling me to the hilt and I cry out in pleasure closing my eyes.
He begins a slow even pace of thrusting up into me.
My neck feels broken because my head lulls back this entire time and flops from side to side.
My hands are gripped around Draco's neck securely and he's grunting and panting as he pushes up into me fully.
I had imagined him making love to me before, but this is beyond any expectation I ever had.
I always thought he filled me more than the time before, but this is beyond any of that now.
My toes curl as he thrusts hard and I cry and moan in ecstacy.
He kisses down my neck and chest, it feels so amazing.
His kisses are so soft and delicate.
Each kiss makes me sink deeper and deeper into him.
I feel so loved and whole right now and I can feel his love for me and his love fore my body at the same time.
I open my eyes and look into his.
He stares back and his eyes touch my soul.
I don't care anymore, I'm gone.
I'm his now to do with what he pleases.
He's panting as he stares at me and we kiss heatedly.
His lips are raw and are as hot as the rest of his body.
I wrap my hands in his hair again.
He thrusts up harder and I shriek in pleasure.
He gains momentum by this.
We fall back and he roars in pleasure.
He moves above me, both of his hands pinned against either side of my head on the pillows.
I gasp and pant.
Our legs twist and tangle together, my arms reach up and grasp onto the headboard, my head is rolling around in circles.
I feel bouyant like there is no gravity anymore.
I arch up and our chests touch.
We both moan heavily from it.
I feel like I am just an entire body of pleasure.
You can touch me anywhere and I'll be in bliss, it doesn't matter where.
Draco's face strains and his forehead creases.
His deep thrusts are all I care about anymore.
I want more and I want it to last forever.
His heavy breathing and pants sound like heaven to me.
Our bodies move together, embracing each other then shudder in pleasure.
"H-Hermione!" Draco gasps grabbing a hold of my hips.
He thrusts deeper.
I moan and cling to him.
A realy bouyancy grips me then and I feel like I'm being shot across space at a million miles.
My body quivers and rattles as I cum harder then ever before in my life.
"Oh fuck," he grunts before cumming.
I'm still clinging to him and panting.
He's still moving in me and it's incredible.
All of his thrust went deep and made me feel whole.
I am whole now.
I gasp in pleasure before I finally fall back exhausted.
Draco falls on top of me.
His body is heavy and hot, but I wouldn't rather have him anywhere else then here.
My eyes close and I listen to my heart thundering and his heated panting.
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The after glow is fuzzy and hazy and they both fall asleep wrapped up against each other.
Later that same morning Draco woke up first.
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Draco's POV
Oh dear god, I am fucked.
Staring at the still sleeping form of Hermione Granger I realize this.
Not twenty-four hours ago I made love to this girl.
I didn't just have a great shag that was to always be remembered, it went so much deeper then that.
For me.
I made love to her and I fucking loved it.
God, I'm a pussy.
I can't love her, I can't love her, I can't love her...
I keep repeating this in my head.
I keep repeating this because I know that she will never ever feel the same about me.
Even if she did feel the same it would never work out.
Last night was the best night of my life, but I can't share that with her.
This can go absolutely nowhere.
I sigh and cover my face with my hands as I reflect upon this.
I am in love with Hermione Granger.
Who would've thunk it?
I realized it the moment I saw her last night.
I love her.
I'm Draco Malfoy: I don't love, I don't make relationships and I've got a reputation to uphold.
She makes me forget all of that though.
She makes me just see and think about her.
I can't go a day without her because I am so deeply connected and tied to her.
I want her only for myself and I want to give myself to her.
She can never, ever know this.
I keep so much from her that I wish I could tell her.
She's so beautitful and lovely... she doesn't deserve somebody like me.
She deserves someone who will tell her that they love her.
Not a coward fool like me.
I can't put a stop to this though.
I ache for the damn girl all day every day.
She's everything to me.
She consumes me because she's a part of me.
I can never have what I had last night with another person even if I live forever.
Why me?
Why her?
Why can't she just be a phase like I had forced myself to believe?
Why?
Do I end this now?
Can I end this now?
Should I just tell ther that I love her?
I consider this and think yes I should.
But something holds me back.
My fear.
My lack of experience in this situation.
I've never loved before and I cannot imagine how rejection from my first and only love would hurt.
I can't think right now.
She stirs and I look at her quickly.
Shit, times up...
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Hermione's POV
I opened my eyes and heard a sharp intake of breath next to me.
I slowly sat up rubbing my eyes and face and look to see Draco staring at me.
I grin tiredly already ready for another round.
"Morning," I whisper still grinning.
His lip twitches.
I lean towards him and kiss his lips.
He kisses back and bites my bottom lip again.
I smile and pull back.
When I sit back I'm about to ask him to come over and do to me what he does best, but I'm cut off.
"I have to go."
"What?"
He jumps from my bed and begins getting dressed.
"Draco-Malfoy?" I ask biting my lip.
"I have to leave now."
"Oh ok... right."
He dresses, without speaking and then grabs his broom.
I blink several times and get out of my bed.
He stares at my nakedness and I smile shyly before grabbing the sheet and wrapping it around me.
I walk over to him and kiss his clothed chest.
He tenses up and stiffens.
I look up at him.
"See you around Granger," he growls.
I nod.
"Ok."
He's gone.
I blink several times trying to make sense of what just happened.
I can't.
We had our best sex ever last night and then he leaves me furious the next morning as though nothing happened..
Well what did I expect?
I've known all along that he's a player.
He said so himself: 'it's just sex.'
I suddenly gasp.
Did he figure it out!
Does he know that I love him?
Shit... well obviously because I asked him to make 'love' to me last night.
But he did make love to me, he didn't refuse me, so why is he angry now?
I sigh and sit back on my bed.
Tears form in my eyes and sting.
I try to pull them back in.
It's not worth it.
And neither is trying to keep my love for Draco hidden.
I can't continue on like this with him anymore.
He obviously cannot return my feelings and I cannot give myself any false hope.
I need to quit this immediately.
Does he care about me at all?
Probably not.
He's been a good guy to me this far, but we've just gone past that point.
I have to finish this.
I feel more tears begin to form and this time I let them fall.
I don't want to end this.
I ache for him, I don't want to say goodbye.
All I want is to be loved.
Why can't he just love me?
Why does every guy I love have to do this to me.
I got dumped because I wouldn't have sex with a guy who did love me, but the guy who I' will have sex with doesn't love me.
It's all backwards.
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