WARNING : This work has explicit sexual content. If it triggers you in any way kindly don't read it.

Chapter 8

It had been three days since Hermione's encounter with Ginny. In the last three days she had got out of the room only once to meet Ginny. She refused to think about the conversation that she had had with Ginny the other day as it only made her feel extremely melancholic and dejected. But at the same time she caught herself yearning his touch. The feel of his lips on hers, the feel of him inside of her. To be honest lust inflamed inside her. These feelings only invoked disgust inside her. How could she feel such things about him even after knowing his true nature. It infuriated her to no extent.

That morning when she used the loo Hermione saw a blood come out along with her urine. What was the date? Probably the end of the month because she was having her periods. She was relieved for a second because she had completely forgotten about them but now that they had arrived she at least knew she wasn't pregnant. But soon the worry started to kick in because she had no idea how she was going to deal with it in this goddamn place.

In that moment the only thing that came to her mind was Ginny. Only she could help her. Hermione quickly straightened her clothes and hair and walked out of the room. She had to get to Ginny before her flow increased. At an early hour in the morning the place was as good as empty. She found two men half asleep on the couch with some girl and a few other girls near the couch. Hermione went straight for the huge red door. She frantically searched for Ginny but the redhead was nowhere to be seen. Most of the girls were sleeping or talking amongst themselves at the time. She looked at every possible place where Ginny could be even the huge window where Ginny had taken her a few days ago but faced only disappointment.

The thought of taking help from some other girl did come to her mind but most the girls were asleep and the ones who were awake didn't look affable at all. On the top of that when she felt something wet trickle between her legs she almost had a heart attack and ran towards her room as fast as her legs could carry her.

Hermione was sure in a messy situation. She had never experienced her periods without a tampon or pad. Hell she didn't even have an underwear. She spent the entire morning and afternoon in the bathroom, sulking. When the elf had come in with the food she had tried to ask him about it but he had proved to be of no help at all. Moreover she was having cramps. Really terrible ones. It was like a nightmare. She wondered what the other girls did when they were on their periods. It also made her think how women dealt with them in the ancient times.

By late evening Hermione's tolerance had reached its limit. She hadn't gotten out of the bathroom the entire day because she didn't want to stain any of the clothing or items in the room. She had hardly eaten any food, her stomach was paining like shit and she was about to cry. But she didn't. Hermione was a strong girl, she decided to go down once again once again to look for Ginny. And if she didn't find her she would ask some other girl, literally any other girl because she couldn't sit on the toilet seat of the bathroom any longer.

Hermione opened the wardrobe and started looking for something dark or black to wear. She did find a black dress but it had a very low and plunging neckline. It didn't even reach up to her mid thighs but Hermione knew she didn't really have an option so she put it on and walked outside with a look of confidence.

Thankfully this time Hermione found Ginny. She was sitting on the dining table alone with a glass of wine in her hand. Hermione walked briskly to her and explained the problem as quickly as she could. Ginny understood immediately and asked Hermione to wait at the table while she got something to help her. Hermione felt a wave of relief and she waited patiently for Ginny to come back. She sat with her legs crossed and kept pulling her dress lower every now and then. As she waited for Ginny her eyes swept over the huge hall. There were a lot of people there. Her eyes fell upon the bar located near the tall doors which led to the outside world and there amongst other men she saw him. Draco Malfoy was sitting on one of the chairs with a half empty bottle of firewhisky in his hand. Beside him was Theodore Nott, Antony Rookwood and Rabastan Lestrange. They were chatting over something with their eyes fixed on a stripper dancing at a distance in front of them.

Hermione felt a surge of anger rush inside her. She felt like going there and slapping Draco hard on the face but before she could do something stupid Ginny returned. She had brought a few tampons wrapped in a small napkin. Hermione felt eternally grateful for the act and in that moment she wanted to kiss Ginny but she didn't have much time. She had to go back to her room before something truly humiliating and embarrassing happened with her so she thanked Ginny and quietly left the place. As she walked up the stairs she gave a last glance to the bar. He was taking a huge sip from the bottle with his eyes fixed on the stripper.

Once back to her haven Hermione let out a large breathe. She had done it! After using the tampons although she could walk around and sit anywhere without any fear the cramps were still hurting. But she couldn't find anything that could help her so she went out to sit on the balcony to distract herself. Certain thoughts did creep into her mind which made her forget about the pain but they weren't about the beautiful scenery outside, they were about him. How long had he even been here? Was he here all the past three days? That seemed a bit too much. But it still angered her.

He was downstairs, drinking and enjoying whereas she had to spend the majority part of the day in pain. It annoyed her to no extent. She hopped he didn't come back tonight. Alas! How wrong was she. Even as she wished it she heard the door open and someone walk inside. It had to be him. She didn't even look at the door, just kept staring outside into the forest.

She could hear footsteps approaching her but she refused to turn her head. She remained fixed on the chair pretending as if she couldn't hear any sounds. "Missed me, Granger?" he broke the silence. Hermione was quite. Something about him seemed off. "Leave me alone" she said without looking at him. She felt his hand grope hers, very tightly and the next second he had pulled her on her feet. She looked at him with a shocked expression on her face. "You're drunk! I can smell the alcohol on you." She said in a disgusted voice.

The calmness left his body and the tone of her voice seemed to infuriate him. He dragged her arm and pulled her inside the room. "Ouch! Stop it Draco" she shouted at him. It apparently didn't have any effect on him as he grabbed her chin with his left hand, right hand still busy holding her in place. Hermione was truly starting to feel afraid now. She thought he would probably slap her but she wasn't going to let him do it. "If you raise your hand on me-" she began but he cut her off. "Shhhh" he silenced her. His face was dangerous close to hers. "How naïve of you to think I would physically abuse you when I can do so much more. Violence is a path chosen by half-witted morons." Hermione stared into his eyes with fear. She didn't know if he was saying utter nonsense because he was drunk or if he was serious and actually meant whatever he said. Before she could fully comprehend what she meant he closed whatever little distance was left between their lips and kissed her.

Hermione was shocked to say the least. Initially she was reluctant to react in any way but after a point she couldn't hold it in and kissed him back. After a few seconds Draco stopped and pulled away. When Hermione opened his eyes and looked at him but he just smirked and turned away. He pulled off his death eater robe, threw it one side of the bed and jumped in on the other side.

Hermione was so fucking confused. She had honestly had it with Draco Malfoy. He was such a mystery to her. She tried to understand him and his true intentions but he made sure that it was impossible to do that. She walked over to the bed and glared at the sleeping blonde. She grabbed his robes and was about to put it on the nearby chair to make some space for herself when she heard a clink. She stopped mid way and looked around to see what had happened when her eyes fell upon a shimmering silver object on the ground. She kept the robe aside and bent down to pick it up

Her mouth fell open in awe as she touched it. It was a hair brooch, studded with diamonds which made it shine. Although it was smaller than the regular ones it was much more beautiful compared to them. She grazed her fingers over it, longing to use it but she had to resist the temptation because it didn't belong to her. After staring at it for a whole minute she placed on the small bedside table. Draco would surely notice it tomorrow morning and take it away. That night as she slept she wondered who it belonged to and why did Draco have it on him.

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When Hermione opened her eyes it was still dark outside. It could have been about six in the morning. The bed was empty, except for her. Draco had left without any warning, again. She sighed and decided to go back to sleep but she couldn't. She tried to but without any success. That was when her eyes fell upon the hair brooch kept on the table beside the bed. She looked At it with surprise. Hadn't Draco seen it? Why did he not take it? Had he left it behind for her? The thought gave her goosebumps. She couldn't resist it anymore. Hermione went to the bathroom and stood in front of the full length mirror with the silver brooch in her hand. Slowly she tried to tame her hair a little and pulled them back in a knot and put on the hair brooch. It looked so beautiful that she couldn't take her eyes off it. As stared at herself in the mirror she had an uneasy feeling, her sixth sense told her she was being watched at. She turned around and gasped.

Draco Malfoy was standing on the bathroom doorway with his hands folded on his chest. He gave her a pointed look which made her very nervous. Hermione stood still. She didn't know what to do or how to react. Draco slowly walked towards her and turned her to face the mirror. He looked into her eyes through the mirror as he raised his hands to her head. Hermione looked into his eyes in the mirror and it took her a second to realize that he was trying to take it off. The brooch came off with a small clink. "You shouldn't touch what doesn't belong to you" he said as he held out the brooch in his hand, as if offering it to her but Hermione knew he was only taunting her so she didn't touch it.

His right hand which was still near her shoulders gripped her hair tightly. Hermione had a alarmed look on her face and the next second he suddenly pulled her hair with full force causing Hermione to jerk her head back and almost rest it on his shoulder. She raised a hand to her hair instinctively.

"Draco" she whimpered. He was still staring at the mirror, looking in her eyes. After a few seconds his hold tightened again and this time he pushed her head towards the mirror with full force. Hermione's entire body jerked forward and to reduce the impact of the collision she had instinctively put her palms in front of her chest. Hardly had her body and face touched the surface when Draco threw himself on her from behind. He pushed her hair aside and started aggressively kissing her neck and shoulders. At the same time his hands moved forward to cup her breasts and squeeze them. Hermione's mouth was wide open and she found herself enjoying it but there was a thought at the back of her mind. She was on her periods. "Draco…" she tried but it came out as a moan which seemed to fuel him even more. He bent his head further down, tilted her neck and continued.

When his grip on her body loosened a little, Hermione grasped the opportunity and turned around to face him. "Better" he whispered hoarsely and again buried his face inside her neck which she accepted with delight. Hermione felt herself get carried away by the pleasure and wrapped her hands around his head while he kissed her neck. As he started to lower his mouth to her cleavage his hands travelled under her skirt, up her thighs near her vagina which immediately made Hermione stop. "Draco, stop it" she shouted and pushed him away. He was still panting for air as he looked at her with a troubled look on his face. "What's wrong?" he asked.

Hermione looked at him nervously as if not sure if she should tell him or not. "Uhh..I am on my periods" she said. Draco looked unaffected. "And?" he asked as if waiting for something else. Hermione looked confused. She gave him a puzzled look. "And what? Nothing. That's it." She said defensively. Draco sighed and walked towards her. "Are you wearing a tampon?" he asked. Hermione's cheeks reddened a little but she answered "yes".

"Take it off" he said coolly and Hermione looked at him as if he had asked for both her kidneys.

"What?" she almost shrieked and gave him a weird look.

"Take it off, Hermione!"

"But why?"

"Because I am asking you to do it"

"You are crazy Draco!"

"Yes I am, now do it"

It was like a shouting match was going on between the two of them. They had unknowingly gotten so close to each other that their noses almost touched. Hermione backed away from him and thought for a second. Draco was still staring at her with a look of determination on his face, making it clear he wasn't going to back down. "Okay fine! At least turn around when I do it." Hermione said as she threw up her hands in defeat. Draco turned around without a word and walked out of the bathroom.

As soon as she had left she ran and closed the door behind him with a bang. She knew he wanted to do something crazy. Hermione removed her tampon which was covered in her blood and threw it in the dustbin below the sink. She turned on the faucet to wash her hands. Hermione had a small suspicion at the back of her mind about why he had asked her to do such a thing but she refused to dwell over it. He couldn't possibly ask that of her, could he? No….no that was not possible. It had to be for something else. With a last look in the mirror she tried to calm herself and opened the door.

Draco was standing just outside the door leaning against the wall. Hermione came out and stood waiting for any further instructions like an obedient puppy. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer. He started kissing her. Although hesitantly, Hermione responded to him. Draco picked her up and managed to get her on the bed without breaking the kiss. He took his shirt off next.

Hermione was getting immensely turned on and at the same time also self conscious. Both of them were sitting on the bed with off white bedsheets and she was afraid she would ruin them all. He reached for her breasts but she stopped him. "We can't do this" she said sadly. "Yes we can" Draco said. Hermione opened her mouth to retaliate but he beat her to it. "I know you're on your periods. Some blood is going to flow from between your legs. That's it. That's hardly a big deal" he looked into her eyes. Hermione looked worried and still unconvinced. She wanted to do it but the thoughts of her periods getting into the middle of it were unbearable. "There will be blood ….and a….a mess. It's not right" she struggled to find the words

"It's just blood. There is nothing shameful or dirty about it. I don't think you should have a problem with it unless you're squeamish which I know you're not" he finished. Hermione remained quiet. Draco took the opportunity and got close to her again. He entwined both his hands in hers and pinned them above her head while kissing her. This Hermione didn't hesitate, she kissed him back. Draco held both her hands with his right hand and used his left hand to undress her. Her skimpy black dress was gone with little difficulty. She was lying entirely naked underneath him and could feel his bulging erection.

His mouth travelled downwards to her neck and cleavage biting the tender skin savagely, making her moan. He sucked both her breasts for a while and lapped at her nipples and ventured lower to her navel. "Draco…" she moaned from the above. "What?" he replied without looking up, still licking her stomach and navel. "Don't go any lower" she said in a steamy voice. As if he didn't already know that.

Draco hurriedly took off his pants and boxers in the next few seconds and started rubbing his penis. At this point of time Hermione was extremely wet but the thing was that she didn't know if that was the blood or because she was turned on. But she didn't have any time to dwell over this as Draco started rubbing his cock over her opening making her writhe. Hermione honestly was feeling so good. She was actually feeling thankful that he had convinced her to have sex because she was enjoying it. Now that she was anyways having sex, she might as well make the most of it, she thought to herself.

"Fuck! I need you Draco…inside me" she said between breaths and Draco entered her without wasting any time. She could feel him inside and couldn't think of anything better. She closed eyes and grasped the bedsheet tighter in her hand. Draco started moving in and out of her at a vigorous pace, groaning at every pump.

Hermione was getting more and more bold by the second. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer. "Choke me" she said. "What?" Draco exclaimed. "Please Draco choke me" she said in a needy voice. "What a wild bitch you are!" Draco said grinding his teeth together. He held her neck and started applying pressure. Hermione moaned. The more pressure he applied the louder she moaned.

"I think I'm…aah…gonna cum" she moaned. Draco himself was too close. He pressed her neck with force making it difficult to not only breathe but also make any sound and started pounding harder. A few more seconds and Hermione was done. She screamed his name one last time in ecstasy and dug her nails into the smooth skin if his back. Soon after Draco was spent too and he collapsed on her, taking huge gulps of air. He stayed on the top of her fir a few seconds and then rolled back to his side of the bed. "Regret it yet?" he asked staring at the ceiling. "Hell no" she stated, looking towards the ceiling too.

After a minute Hermione got up with a satisfied look on her face. She had forgotten everything about her cramps and periods and that's why she received the shock of her life when she looked at the bedsheets. There was blood everywhere. The white colored bedsheets were stained with it. Her mouth was wide open and as she looked at it panic started gripping 's cock also had a little blood on it. Before she could freak out even more Draco interrupted her thoughts. "Stop it! As if you have never seen a little blood before" he said as he too sat up.

"What about your bed? It's ruined. Isn't this unhygienic?" she asked in a voice laced with guilt. "No it's not unhygienic as long as we clean ourselves after it. And if you're talking about something else then don't worry because I have diseases resistant charm on me and I had put it on you too the moment you entered this place. So don't worry you're not going to catch anything."

He got up and walked inside the bathroom. Hermione sat on the bed pondering on his words. After a minute or so he peeked out of the door which he had left open. "What's taking you so long?" he exclaimed. She gave him a puzzled look until she realized what he was talking about. "Uhh…together?" Draco smirked. "Yes together, now get inside. Bet you'll love this too."

Hermione got up and walked towards the bathroom shyly as she was not wearing anything. "Wait, what about all the mess there?" she said pointing to the bed. Draco pulled her inside and clicked his fingers together. Immediately an elf apparated in the room outside. "Clean that up" he ordered and the elf nodded. "it's been taken care of, come on now." He said and pulled Hermione in the shower.