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Except for stupid ass bitch flamers who can fuck off and Id like to see her write a better story.
I dont own any of these characters
Gustof is not yours. If forced sexual stuff offends you, dont read this part.
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It was about 9 when they arrived at Gryffindor.
'My lovely, when shall I see you again?' Draco said, kissing Hermione on the hand. She giggled.
'Oh Draco my darling,' she said in her best formal voice, 'Parting is such sweet sorrow!'
Draco and Hermione started to laugh, and they hugged goodbye. They would be spending the day together, but they had to study and do their homework and such. Draco waved to her as he ran down the corridor screaming, 'I Love you, Hermione Granger!'
Hermione clutched her hands to her heart and sighed. 'And how much I love you, Dra-'
'Harry Potter, at your service!' Harry cut her off as he slid in front of her, taking a bow. Hermione quickly said the password and went into Gryffindor. She briskly walked up to her dorm.
'What, you dont want to see me?' Harry asked, swiftly blocking the entrance to her dorm.
'Harry, please. I dont want trouble,' Hermione said, stuttering, looking at the floor.
'Yes you do, Granger. You were the one who started this,' Harry said as he gently caressed her face. Hermione knew hed really do something terrible to her if she tried to defend herself, so all she could do was stand there.
'Thats it,' Harry whispered as he kissed her lips softly at first, then pulling away a little to lick them. Hermione froze. Harry opened the door to her dorm, and no one was in there. They must have been at breakfast or something. He gently brought Hermione over to her bed, and sat her down. He closed the door softly, and locked it, also placing a silencing charm to make the room soundproof.
'Now, I want you to take off that robe,' Harry said. When Hermione had left Dracos dorm, she had only put her undergarments on under her robe, to not ruin her dress and tights. She shook her head.
'No-no Harry I cant,' she mumbled. Harry took the clothes she was holding and threw them into the corner of the room.
'And why is that?' Harry asked as he grabbed Hermione off the bed and made her stand up. He then ripped her robe from her body, and she stook there in front of him, trying to hide herself. Harry smirked.
Well, you might as well take it all off,' he said as he rubbed his chin. Hermione just stood there, her eyes focused on his.
'That was not a request!' Harry yelled as he slapped her face. It was red from the pressure of his hand. Hermione obeyed, and removed the last of what she was wearing.
'Ahh very nice, very nice. How long have you and Draco been dating?' Harry said as he felt her body.
'Since September,' Hermione said, as she was shaking.
'Thats about 3-4 months, is it not? We dated for 2 years, Hermione, and all youd give me was kissing. Hmmf, I think youve turned into a common whore. The whore of Hogwarts, Harry said, pushing her onto her bed, making her cry out.
'I am not a whore,' Hermione whispered. Harry laughed and slapped her hard.
'Well, you stupid filthy whore, I was you to dance for me now. Dance!' Harry commanded as he hit her again. Hermione gulped and felt that she had no choice. She stood on the bed, and started to dance. Harry licked his lips and yelled, 'Stop!'
Harry removed his clothes (all of them) and commanded Hermione to lay down. He got on top of her. Hermione could feel his hot, putrid breath on her face. In his eyes she could see a darkness; an evil. Hermiones hands were protecting her chest, and Harry noticed this. He put a spell on her hands so they would stay above her head. She tried to move them, but she was unable to. Immeadietly, Hermoine felt his hardness above her. She closed her eyes tightly, and waited for it to be over.
'Open your eyes Granger! Now, this is right. You and Draco arent meant to be, like we are!' Harry yelled as he began to thrust into her, hard. Hermione cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, but she did not enjoy this at all. She started to cry, but Harry only went in deeper. It seemed to last forever. Harry finally collapsed on her, and got up. Hermione looked down, and she saw that she was bleeding.
'Liked that, didnt you, whore,' Harry said as he put his clothes back on.
'Oh, and if you tell a soul, Ill come back for more,' he said smirking, as he left the room. Hermione could feel her arms again, and she tured over on her bed and sobbed profusely into the pillows. She shook and she was freezing cold. She felt used, and humiliated. How could this happen?
'Draco...' she kept calling out, but no one heard her.
Except for stupid ass bitch flamers who can fuck off and Id like to see her write a better story.
I dont own any of these characters
Gustof is not yours. If forced sexual stuff offends you, dont read this part.
*******
It was about 9 when they arrived at Gryffindor.
'My lovely, when shall I see you again?' Draco said, kissing Hermione on the hand. She giggled.
'Oh Draco my darling,' she said in her best formal voice, 'Parting is such sweet sorrow!'
Draco and Hermione started to laugh, and they hugged goodbye. They would be spending the day together, but they had to study and do their homework and such. Draco waved to her as he ran down the corridor screaming, 'I Love you, Hermione Granger!'
Hermione clutched her hands to her heart and sighed. 'And how much I love you, Dra-'
'Harry Potter, at your service!' Harry cut her off as he slid in front of her, taking a bow. Hermione quickly said the password and went into Gryffindor. She briskly walked up to her dorm.
'What, you dont want to see me?' Harry asked, swiftly blocking the entrance to her dorm.
'Harry, please. I dont want trouble,' Hermione said, stuttering, looking at the floor.
'Yes you do, Granger. You were the one who started this,' Harry said as he gently caressed her face. Hermione knew hed really do something terrible to her if she tried to defend herself, so all she could do was stand there.
'Thats it,' Harry whispered as he kissed her lips softly at first, then pulling away a little to lick them. Hermione froze. Harry opened the door to her dorm, and no one was in there. They must have been at breakfast or something. He gently brought Hermione over to her bed, and sat her down. He closed the door softly, and locked it, also placing a silencing charm to make the room soundproof.
'Now, I want you to take off that robe,' Harry said. When Hermione had left Dracos dorm, she had only put her undergarments on under her robe, to not ruin her dress and tights. She shook her head.
'No-no Harry I cant,' she mumbled. Harry took the clothes she was holding and threw them into the corner of the room.
'And why is that?' Harry asked as he grabbed Hermione off the bed and made her stand up. He then ripped her robe from her body, and she stook there in front of him, trying to hide herself. Harry smirked.
Well, you might as well take it all off,' he said as he rubbed his chin. Hermione just stood there, her eyes focused on his.
'That was not a request!' Harry yelled as he slapped her face. It was red from the pressure of his hand. Hermione obeyed, and removed the last of what she was wearing.
'Ahh very nice, very nice. How long have you and Draco been dating?' Harry said as he felt her body.
'Since September,' Hermione said, as she was shaking.
'Thats about 3-4 months, is it not? We dated for 2 years, Hermione, and all youd give me was kissing. Hmmf, I think youve turned into a common whore. The whore of Hogwarts, Harry said, pushing her onto her bed, making her cry out.
'I am not a whore,' Hermione whispered. Harry laughed and slapped her hard.
'Well, you stupid filthy whore, I was you to dance for me now. Dance!' Harry commanded as he hit her again. Hermione gulped and felt that she had no choice. She stood on the bed, and started to dance. Harry licked his lips and yelled, 'Stop!'
Harry removed his clothes (all of them) and commanded Hermione to lay down. He got on top of her. Hermione could feel his hot, putrid breath on her face. In his eyes she could see a darkness; an evil. Hermiones hands were protecting her chest, and Harry noticed this. He put a spell on her hands so they would stay above her head. She tried to move them, but she was unable to. Immeadietly, Hermoine felt his hardness above her. She closed her eyes tightly, and waited for it to be over.
'Open your eyes Granger! Now, this is right. You and Draco arent meant to be, like we are!' Harry yelled as he began to thrust into her, hard. Hermione cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, but she did not enjoy this at all. She started to cry, but Harry only went in deeper. It seemed to last forever. Harry finally collapsed on her, and got up. Hermione looked down, and she saw that she was bleeding.
'Liked that, didnt you, whore,' Harry said as he put his clothes back on.
'Oh, and if you tell a soul, Ill come back for more,' he said smirking, as he left the room. Hermione could feel her arms again, and she tured over on her bed and sobbed profusely into the pillows. She shook and she was freezing cold. She felt used, and humiliated. How could this happen?
'Draco...' she kept calling out, but no one heard her.