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Ron was the first one to say something. Hermione and Draco just stood there, watching Harrys lifeless body bleed. It seemed like it was in slow motion; Ron screamed for help, they students panicked. Hermione still stood there with Draco by her side. Wide-eyed and silent. Soon, Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape came running in. They took one look at Harry and gasped. They quickly transported Harry to the Infirmary; brushing past Hermione and Draco who stepped aside mindlessly.
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The rest of the day passed quickly. Everyone in every class was talking about how 'The Boy Who Lived' might die. Draco did not get in trouble; because he had many witnesses in the class testify that it was indeed Harry who started the fight that day. He only threw Harry out of self defense, but Harry accidently hit the wall. Draco and Hermione barely talked the whole day. Even at meals.
After dinner in the Great Hall, Draco dissappeared somewhere, leaving Hermione alone. She knew Harry was either critically injured or dead, so she felt safe enough to walk up to Slytherin alone. On her way there, in the dark corridor lit by only a few candlesticks, she met up with Gustof who was lurking in the shadows. He actually scared her as she walked by, and he emerged from the darkness.
'Gustof! You scared me!' Hermione said, her hands at her chest. Gustof smiled evilly, which sent a chill down Hermiones spine, even though he looked so good. She noticed the candlelight dancing on his face, and for a moment he just stared back at her. They walked in silence to Slytherin, and entered the common room.
'Hermione, will you come stay with me in my room for a while? Draco has left somewhere, and Id like your company,' Gustof said, taking her hand. His touch was so cold, but yet it felt good. He led her back to his room, and it was dark when they entered. She sat om Dracos bed, but Gustof pointed to his bed.
'Your having company with me, Hermione, not Draco,' Gustof said without a trace of a smile. Hermione felt intimidated by him; she felt inferior. Gustof was one of the only people in the world who had this effect on her. But this remark he made just made her feel completely stupid and humiliated, and she couldnt put a finger on why. She rose from Dracos bed, and sat down on Gustofs bed. It was much harder than Dracos, it felt like just a slab of wood. Gustof had taken a seat next to her. It was still very dark in the room, and Hermione could see the outline of Gustofs gorgeous face, highlighted by the moonlight. She looked into his deep, dark intense eyes. Gustof leaned into kiss Hermione, which she was not expecting. There was something in that kiss that made her want more. Gustof leaned over her, and she layed back on the bed. She did not want this.
'Hermione!'
Draco stormed in, grabbed Gustof, and threw him on the floor with a sickening thud. Hermione jumped up, and ran to him.
'I can explain! Please, Draco, wait, let me explain!' Hermione shrieked. Draco just stepped out of the doorway.
'Get out,' Draco said, his teeth clenched, his hands in fists at his sides. Hermione tried once again to explain, but the look on Dracos face just made her lose it and burst into tears. She ran out of the room. Draco stepped into the room, and slammed the door. He punched the door angrily, making a dent.
Hermione ran to her new room, and threw herself down on her bed, screaming; crying.
'No! NO!' she kept shouting. She didnt care if anyone could hear her. Draco heard her cries and screamed himself. He covered his ears, and kicked the door twice. Draco finally had enough. He opened the door, ran downstairs, and sought out Gustof who was reading by the fire. Draco went right up to him, snatched his book, and threw it into the blazing fire. Gustof stood up.
'What the fuck!' he yelled, and pushed Draco back. Draco didnt stumble. He in return punched Gustof right in the face with a crack of the bone, as hard as he could. Gustof fell back on the couch.
'Im sorry Draco! I didnt mean to kiss her,' Gustof said calmly, touching his now bloodied nose.
'Yeah? Is that right?' Draco said sarcastically with his hands on his hips, doubting this but hoping with all of his heart that it was true. He could not lose Hermione, especially not to Gustof. Gustof nodded, and sat up.
'I kissed her, she didnt kiss back. I leaned in because yes, I did want her,' Gustofs eyes looked up at Draco, narrowing. Draco did not trust Gustof, his thick accent made him seem untruthful in some way.
Draco turned around and walked briskly up to Hermiones room. He knocked on the door, hard at first, then realizing that this would only scare Hermione. He did not want to do that.
'Come in,' Hermione said, still crying. Draco opened the door slowly, and saw that Hermione was on her bed, curled up in a ball, crying like there was no tomorrow. He ran over to her, and sat next to her, and hugged her.
'Shhhhh,' Draco whispered. Hermione in return threw herself on him and hugged him tightly.
'Im so sorry Draco! I never meant to do that!' Hermione shrieked while she was still crying. Draco patted her back, and smoothed the back of her hair.
'I know, Im sorry. I should have let you explain. That asshole down there told me it was his fault,' Draco said softly.
'I dont even know why I was with him. He just said he wanted my company for a little while! And then, he kissed me! Ahhhh!' Hermione said, now looking into Dracos eyes. Draco just gently smiled.
'I should have trusted you, and known it was that piece of scum that moved in on you first. I see now, and Im so sorry that I acted the way I did, Hermione. I love you so much, and I dont know what I would do if I lost you,' Draco whispered. He then got up, and closed the door to her room. It was very dark, except for the moonlight cascading upon them. It cast an unreal glow on them, making them not seem real. Draco silently moved next to Hermione on the bed, and embraced her. He moved in to kiss her,and she kissed him back. Draco entered his tongue into her mouth, and her tongue massaged his tenderly. Draco layed her back, and was over her, kissing her. Hermione started to remove Dracos shirt, and he removed hers. He stroked her back, and unhooked her bra. She took that off, and tried to take Dracos pants off, which was a little difficult at first but then Draco helped, leaving him only in his boxers. He took off Hermiones skirt, and at last she removed her underwear. Draco hurridly removed his boxers, and at last they had acoomplised their desired state.
Draco leaned down to kiss Hermiones neck, and she stroked his back. Hermione felt Dracos hardness against her, pressing into her. She wrapped her legs tightly around Dracos sides, as he began to thrust into her. Soft at first, as to not reinact what happened to her with Harry, but Draco thrusted harder when Hermione tightened her legs. Draco could see she wanted it. Hermione cried out in pleasure, digging her nails into Dracos back, moving her body closer to him, against him. Draco exhaled as he climaxed into her, and Hermione felt the warmth in her body; comsuming her. Draco collapsed on Hermione, hugging her tight. Hermione smiled, and kissed Dracos neck. He got off her, and she cuddled next to him, stroking his chest lightly until she fell asleep in his strong arms.
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Draco woke first, and hopped out of bed. Today, there was no classes, because it was the day students would leave for Christmas vacation. Draco was not going home this vacation, but Hermione was. He woke Hermione, and she yawned, smiling.
'Hey, Hermione. You should get up, we slept in a bit. And you have to catch the train,' Draco said, starting to pack her things for her. Hermione looked what time it was.
'SHIT!!' she yelled as she jumped out of bed, getting dressed. Draco stared at her, smiling gently. Hemione laughed when she saw him staring.
'None of this while Im away, so take a good look!' she said, smiling brightly. Draco laughed.
'Ill write to you every day, my love,' Draco said, kissing her when she was dressed. Hermione hugged him.
'I dont want to leave you here alone with him,' she whispered. Draco looked up at the ceiling.
'Hes been unconsious since it happened. He will just probably be that way for a while, or just die,' Draco said.
'I hope so,' Hermione said, getting her things. Draco carried them as they walked down to the train.
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The next night, Draco was sitting by the fire with Gustof. He was not angry at him anymore; he could not blame him for making a move on Hermione. She was just so beautiful, so perfect in every way. They were silent, Gustof was reading another copy of Hogwarts: A History. Draco was listening to his Muggle headphones. He was humming.
'I really like this CD you let me borrow, Gustof. I never knew German people were such good musicians,' Draco joked. Gustof laughed.
'Of course they are. They are good with everything. You should know, your half German yourself!' Gustof said, smiling; laughing. Draco nodded in agreement.
'And damn proud of it!' Draco said, laughing. Draco suddenly had the urge to go walking around.
'I think I might go for a short walk, Gustof,' Draco announced, and stood up, stretching his arms.
'Its 10:30,' Gustof said simply, looking at his watch. he made a face. Draco laughed.
'Im not worried anythings going to happen to me. Almost everyone is gone, and that 'Boy Who Wouldnt-Fucking-Die' is unconsious still,' Draco said, walking out, waving to Gustof. Gustof smiled, and waved back. Draco walked down the dark corridor, only lit by a few candles, which cast an illuminating yellow glow around them. He continued walking, all the way down near the Infirmary. He was just about to walk down the hallway where it was, but he got an uneasy feeling looking down there into the darkness. He turned around, walking a little more fast this time. 'Oh Merlin, I knew I shouldnt have gone walking,' Draco thought to himself. He could feel himself perspiring heavily as he walked back to Slytherin.
'Where do you think youre going,' he heard a voice behind him say. Draco closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.
'Just leave me alone. Whats done is done,' Draco yelled into the darkness. He didnt hear anything; he thought it might have been his imagination playing tricks on him. Draco didnt just walk, he ran as fast as he could. The last thing Draco heard was Harry Potter screaming the killing curse upon him. The last thing Draco felt was a sharp, lightening of a pain fill his body as he hit the floor.
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Ron was the first one to say something. Hermione and Draco just stood there, watching Harrys lifeless body bleed. It seemed like it was in slow motion; Ron screamed for help, they students panicked. Hermione still stood there with Draco by her side. Wide-eyed and silent. Soon, Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape came running in. They took one look at Harry and gasped. They quickly transported Harry to the Infirmary; brushing past Hermione and Draco who stepped aside mindlessly.
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The rest of the day passed quickly. Everyone in every class was talking about how 'The Boy Who Lived' might die. Draco did not get in trouble; because he had many witnesses in the class testify that it was indeed Harry who started the fight that day. He only threw Harry out of self defense, but Harry accidently hit the wall. Draco and Hermione barely talked the whole day. Even at meals.
After dinner in the Great Hall, Draco dissappeared somewhere, leaving Hermione alone. She knew Harry was either critically injured or dead, so she felt safe enough to walk up to Slytherin alone. On her way there, in the dark corridor lit by only a few candlesticks, she met up with Gustof who was lurking in the shadows. He actually scared her as she walked by, and he emerged from the darkness.
'Gustof! You scared me!' Hermione said, her hands at her chest. Gustof smiled evilly, which sent a chill down Hermiones spine, even though he looked so good. She noticed the candlelight dancing on his face, and for a moment he just stared back at her. They walked in silence to Slytherin, and entered the common room.
'Hermione, will you come stay with me in my room for a while? Draco has left somewhere, and Id like your company,' Gustof said, taking her hand. His touch was so cold, but yet it felt good. He led her back to his room, and it was dark when they entered. She sat om Dracos bed, but Gustof pointed to his bed.
'Your having company with me, Hermione, not Draco,' Gustof said without a trace of a smile. Hermione felt intimidated by him; she felt inferior. Gustof was one of the only people in the world who had this effect on her. But this remark he made just made her feel completely stupid and humiliated, and she couldnt put a finger on why. She rose from Dracos bed, and sat down on Gustofs bed. It was much harder than Dracos, it felt like just a slab of wood. Gustof had taken a seat next to her. It was still very dark in the room, and Hermione could see the outline of Gustofs gorgeous face, highlighted by the moonlight. She looked into his deep, dark intense eyes. Gustof leaned into kiss Hermione, which she was not expecting. There was something in that kiss that made her want more. Gustof leaned over her, and she layed back on the bed. She did not want this.
'Hermione!'
Draco stormed in, grabbed Gustof, and threw him on the floor with a sickening thud. Hermione jumped up, and ran to him.
'I can explain! Please, Draco, wait, let me explain!' Hermione shrieked. Draco just stepped out of the doorway.
'Get out,' Draco said, his teeth clenched, his hands in fists at his sides. Hermione tried once again to explain, but the look on Dracos face just made her lose it and burst into tears. She ran out of the room. Draco stepped into the room, and slammed the door. He punched the door angrily, making a dent.
Hermione ran to her new room, and threw herself down on her bed, screaming; crying.
'No! NO!' she kept shouting. She didnt care if anyone could hear her. Draco heard her cries and screamed himself. He covered his ears, and kicked the door twice. Draco finally had enough. He opened the door, ran downstairs, and sought out Gustof who was reading by the fire. Draco went right up to him, snatched his book, and threw it into the blazing fire. Gustof stood up.
'What the fuck!' he yelled, and pushed Draco back. Draco didnt stumble. He in return punched Gustof right in the face with a crack of the bone, as hard as he could. Gustof fell back on the couch.
'Im sorry Draco! I didnt mean to kiss her,' Gustof said calmly, touching his now bloodied nose.
'Yeah? Is that right?' Draco said sarcastically with his hands on his hips, doubting this but hoping with all of his heart that it was true. He could not lose Hermione, especially not to Gustof. Gustof nodded, and sat up.
'I kissed her, she didnt kiss back. I leaned in because yes, I did want her,' Gustofs eyes looked up at Draco, narrowing. Draco did not trust Gustof, his thick accent made him seem untruthful in some way.
Draco turned around and walked briskly up to Hermiones room. He knocked on the door, hard at first, then realizing that this would only scare Hermione. He did not want to do that.
'Come in,' Hermione said, still crying. Draco opened the door slowly, and saw that Hermione was on her bed, curled up in a ball, crying like there was no tomorrow. He ran over to her, and sat next to her, and hugged her.
'Shhhhh,' Draco whispered. Hermione in return threw herself on him and hugged him tightly.
'Im so sorry Draco! I never meant to do that!' Hermione shrieked while she was still crying. Draco patted her back, and smoothed the back of her hair.
'I know, Im sorry. I should have let you explain. That asshole down there told me it was his fault,' Draco said softly.
'I dont even know why I was with him. He just said he wanted my company for a little while! And then, he kissed me! Ahhhh!' Hermione said, now looking into Dracos eyes. Draco just gently smiled.
'I should have trusted you, and known it was that piece of scum that moved in on you first. I see now, and Im so sorry that I acted the way I did, Hermione. I love you so much, and I dont know what I would do if I lost you,' Draco whispered. He then got up, and closed the door to her room. It was very dark, except for the moonlight cascading upon them. It cast an unreal glow on them, making them not seem real. Draco silently moved next to Hermione on the bed, and embraced her. He moved in to kiss her,and she kissed him back. Draco entered his tongue into her mouth, and her tongue massaged his tenderly. Draco layed her back, and was over her, kissing her. Hermione started to remove Dracos shirt, and he removed hers. He stroked her back, and unhooked her bra. She took that off, and tried to take Dracos pants off, which was a little difficult at first but then Draco helped, leaving him only in his boxers. He took off Hermiones skirt, and at last she removed her underwear. Draco hurridly removed his boxers, and at last they had acoomplised their desired state.
Draco leaned down to kiss Hermiones neck, and she stroked his back. Hermione felt Dracos hardness against her, pressing into her. She wrapped her legs tightly around Dracos sides, as he began to thrust into her. Soft at first, as to not reinact what happened to her with Harry, but Draco thrusted harder when Hermione tightened her legs. Draco could see she wanted it. Hermione cried out in pleasure, digging her nails into Dracos back, moving her body closer to him, against him. Draco exhaled as he climaxed into her, and Hermione felt the warmth in her body; comsuming her. Draco collapsed on Hermione, hugging her tight. Hermione smiled, and kissed Dracos neck. He got off her, and she cuddled next to him, stroking his chest lightly until she fell asleep in his strong arms.
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Draco woke first, and hopped out of bed. Today, there was no classes, because it was the day students would leave for Christmas vacation. Draco was not going home this vacation, but Hermione was. He woke Hermione, and she yawned, smiling.
'Hey, Hermione. You should get up, we slept in a bit. And you have to catch the train,' Draco said, starting to pack her things for her. Hermione looked what time it was.
'SHIT!!' she yelled as she jumped out of bed, getting dressed. Draco stared at her, smiling gently. Hemione laughed when she saw him staring.
'None of this while Im away, so take a good look!' she said, smiling brightly. Draco laughed.
'Ill write to you every day, my love,' Draco said, kissing her when she was dressed. Hermione hugged him.
'I dont want to leave you here alone with him,' she whispered. Draco looked up at the ceiling.
'Hes been unconsious since it happened. He will just probably be that way for a while, or just die,' Draco said.
'I hope so,' Hermione said, getting her things. Draco carried them as they walked down to the train.
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The next night, Draco was sitting by the fire with Gustof. He was not angry at him anymore; he could not blame him for making a move on Hermione. She was just so beautiful, so perfect in every way. They were silent, Gustof was reading another copy of Hogwarts: A History. Draco was listening to his Muggle headphones. He was humming.
'I really like this CD you let me borrow, Gustof. I never knew German people were such good musicians,' Draco joked. Gustof laughed.
'Of course they are. They are good with everything. You should know, your half German yourself!' Gustof said, smiling; laughing. Draco nodded in agreement.
'And damn proud of it!' Draco said, laughing. Draco suddenly had the urge to go walking around.
'I think I might go for a short walk, Gustof,' Draco announced, and stood up, stretching his arms.
'Its 10:30,' Gustof said simply, looking at his watch. he made a face. Draco laughed.
'Im not worried anythings going to happen to me. Almost everyone is gone, and that 'Boy Who Wouldnt-Fucking-Die' is unconsious still,' Draco said, walking out, waving to Gustof. Gustof smiled, and waved back. Draco walked down the dark corridor, only lit by a few candles, which cast an illuminating yellow glow around them. He continued walking, all the way down near the Infirmary. He was just about to walk down the hallway where it was, but he got an uneasy feeling looking down there into the darkness. He turned around, walking a little more fast this time. 'Oh Merlin, I knew I shouldnt have gone walking,' Draco thought to himself. He could feel himself perspiring heavily as he walked back to Slytherin.
'Where do you think youre going,' he heard a voice behind him say. Draco closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.
'Just leave me alone. Whats done is done,' Draco yelled into the darkness. He didnt hear anything; he thought it might have been his imagination playing tricks on him. Draco didnt just walk, he ran as fast as he could. The last thing Draco heard was Harry Potter screaming the killing curse upon him. The last thing Draco felt was a sharp, lightening of a pain fill his body as he hit the floor.