Disclaimer: I do not own any characters recognized here. Anything recognized as belonging to JK Rowling or Warner Bros. most likely does. The only thing that belongs to me is the plot behind this story.
A/N: I know it's been forever and a day since my last update, but be kind! I just had my Christmas break, which wasn't a break at all. I had SOME sort of party every day, so bear with me on not posting! Now that it's all over I should be posting more, though. I still wouldn't trust myself with that promise, hehe! So here's chapter nine, FINALLY, enjoy!
For The Love Of Magic
Chapter Nine
Hermione's mind reeled as she let this thought sink in. Completely speechless, Draco said something she didn't quite catch. "What did you say, Malfoy?"
"Ah, speechless I see. I've had that effect on many women before."
"Can it before I shove it up your ass." Hermione was starting to get really mad.
"Touchy! My, my, do we need a temper check." Malfoy, cool as ever, responded.
"That's it! Where the hell is my wand!"
"Calm yourself, Hermione. I just gave you the fuck of your life and all you can think of doing is hurting me? How ungrateful..."
"Ungrateful, my ass, Malfoy. I've hated you since the day I met you. You never did anything to help me, or Harry, or Ron, or anyone for that matter. How the hell do you expect me to just forget all that shit you put us all through, even for an awesome fuck?" She glared at Malfoy in a way that suggested she was about to blow fire out her mouth and cook him like a well-done burger.
"You never gave me reason to."
"And what reason would I have to forgive you?"
"I helped you get Harry off your mind for a while, whatever happened there." He struck a nerve there.
"Fuck you."
"You already did."
"Go to hell!"
"Been there, done that, got the T-shirt AND the shotglass, thank you very much."
"You seem to enjoy the place."
"Seems to be a better place to be than here right now."
"So you're tormented by this too, huh?" Hope glimmered...
"I never said that." ...and faltered.
"Asshole."
"Whore."
"Ugh, I've had enough!"
"You'll be back."
"In your dreams, Malfoy!"
"I'll let you live yours!" he yelled as Hermione left the room.
"Its only a matter of time," he thought, "before she comes back in here for her clothes. "Three... Two..."
"FUCK!" was heard from downstairs as Hermione trudged back up, still wrapped in that blanket.
Just as she opened the door, Draco said, "You know I never knew you could keep up an argument like that, Granger. I applaud your fruitful efforts to keep me entertained."
"Thanks," she answered, "but no thanks. I'm going to get myself dressed and out of here before all those God damned Slytherins come in here and see me like this."
"Why can't you just admit that you like how I do it? I heard you split up with Potter; I was in just the next compartment."
"You HEARD?!?!" Hermione looked livid. Dressed in only a bra and thong she walked back to Draco and screamed in his face. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU COULD BE SO... SO..."
"Insensitive?"
"YES!"
"Uncaring?"
"YES!"
"Good?"
"YE-- NO-- Y-- Well? OH I HATE YOU MALFOY!"
"Funny, you weren't saying that a few minutes ago."
"A few minutes ago, I was under your huge cock being fucked like never before, what was I supposed to say? 'I hate you and your huge cock for giving me all I've ever wanted!'?"
"Hmmm, you're right, it might have ruined the moment."
"Exactly."
"So, when are you planning to come back?" Draco's own underwear landed on his face as Hermione disappeared back into the corner to finish dressing.
A/N: Once, again, it is short. I simply wrote this out of necessity, seeing as I am most likely losing readers for lack of posting! Oh well. The faithful will return to me, lol. More to come soon, I promise! All I ask is that you give me time to get used to an empty house and classes once again, deal? Good. :-D
A/N: I know it's been forever and a day since my last update, but be kind! I just had my Christmas break, which wasn't a break at all. I had SOME sort of party every day, so bear with me on not posting! Now that it's all over I should be posting more, though. I still wouldn't trust myself with that promise, hehe! So here's chapter nine, FINALLY, enjoy!
For The Love Of Magic
Chapter Nine
Hermione's mind reeled as she let this thought sink in. Completely speechless, Draco said something she didn't quite catch. "What did you say, Malfoy?"
"Ah, speechless I see. I've had that effect on many women before."
"Can it before I shove it up your ass." Hermione was starting to get really mad.
"Touchy! My, my, do we need a temper check." Malfoy, cool as ever, responded.
"That's it! Where the hell is my wand!"
"Calm yourself, Hermione. I just gave you the fuck of your life and all you can think of doing is hurting me? How ungrateful..."
"Ungrateful, my ass, Malfoy. I've hated you since the day I met you. You never did anything to help me, or Harry, or Ron, or anyone for that matter. How the hell do you expect me to just forget all that shit you put us all through, even for an awesome fuck?" She glared at Malfoy in a way that suggested she was about to blow fire out her mouth and cook him like a well-done burger.
"You never gave me reason to."
"And what reason would I have to forgive you?"
"I helped you get Harry off your mind for a while, whatever happened there." He struck a nerve there.
"Fuck you."
"You already did."
"Go to hell!"
"Been there, done that, got the T-shirt AND the shotglass, thank you very much."
"You seem to enjoy the place."
"Seems to be a better place to be than here right now."
"So you're tormented by this too, huh?" Hope glimmered...
"I never said that." ...and faltered.
"Asshole."
"Whore."
"Ugh, I've had enough!"
"You'll be back."
"In your dreams, Malfoy!"
"I'll let you live yours!" he yelled as Hermione left the room.
"Its only a matter of time," he thought, "before she comes back in here for her clothes. "Three... Two..."
"FUCK!" was heard from downstairs as Hermione trudged back up, still wrapped in that blanket.
Just as she opened the door, Draco said, "You know I never knew you could keep up an argument like that, Granger. I applaud your fruitful efforts to keep me entertained."
"Thanks," she answered, "but no thanks. I'm going to get myself dressed and out of here before all those God damned Slytherins come in here and see me like this."
"Why can't you just admit that you like how I do it? I heard you split up with Potter; I was in just the next compartment."
"You HEARD?!?!" Hermione looked livid. Dressed in only a bra and thong she walked back to Draco and screamed in his face. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU COULD BE SO... SO..."
"Insensitive?"
"YES!"
"Uncaring?"
"YES!"
"Good?"
"YE-- NO-- Y-- Well? OH I HATE YOU MALFOY!"
"Funny, you weren't saying that a few minutes ago."
"A few minutes ago, I was under your huge cock being fucked like never before, what was I supposed to say? 'I hate you and your huge cock for giving me all I've ever wanted!'?"
"Hmmm, you're right, it might have ruined the moment."
"Exactly."
"So, when are you planning to come back?" Draco's own underwear landed on his face as Hermione disappeared back into the corner to finish dressing.
A/N: Once, again, it is short. I simply wrote this out of necessity, seeing as I am most likely losing readers for lack of posting! Oh well. The faithful will return to me, lol. More to come soon, I promise! All I ask is that you give me time to get used to an empty house and classes once again, deal? Good. :-D