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Draco Malfoy sat stunned on the couch for an agonizing ten minutes still in a half naked state and what seemed to be the biggest hard on of his life. The irony of it all was this: He lost. Bad.
He lost to her twice in one day. Of all people! She was a goddamn mudblood! How the hell could he lose to her? Draco just let his body sink deeper into the couch as her voice echoed in his head.
" You're being played."
It played in his head over and over again like a recorder. He did have to give her credit though. No woman has ever dominated him when he was involved with his little liaisons. Granger was different; of course he already knew that. Ever since he first saw her. Maybe this was a sign; maybe Granger knew that he had this coming.
Draco scoffed in amusement. Right. He stood up from the couch and pulled his boxers and pants up, but left it unbuttoned. He needed a shower. A cold one.
Hermione raced to the library not bothering to look back. She had to get away. First, of all, did she actually enjoy her little "session" with Malfoy? Her thoughts raced back to Draco's face, flushed with pleasure and his crystal blue orbs glazed with lust. Wait? Was this actually turning her on? No! No thoughts! No thoughts at all! Think…think of books! Thinks of books Malfoy actually touched….No!
Hermione shook her head bewilderedly and finally reached the entrance of the library. She pushed open the big wooden oak doors and entered, only to find the usual first years and fifth years gathered around at the usual tables. She had a place at the back of the library that only she occupied. Scanning the isles of books, she came across a romance novel that she'd never seen before. Grabbing it, she returned to her place and sat down on the empty black leather couch that faced the welcoming warmth of the roaring fire in the fireplace. This was the last place she would ever expect to run into Malfoy. She sighed happily as she opened the book and set her eyes on the words that seemed to just beckon her eagerly.
Malfoy stepped out of the shower, his knees giving out him as he set his feet on the cool tile floor of the Head Girl/Head Boy bathroom. His arm reflexively caught hold of the nearby towel holder to regain his balance. Due to Granger's manipulations, his "needs" were crying for relief. She'd started the fire within him, yet he felt she was the only one that could put it out. Or maybe he didn't just want it to. The situation was so completely fucked up that it pissed him off immensely. Maybe this is just a lust thing, he told himself, just a conquest. Then why was he feeling…no feelings! There were absolutely no feelings! Fuck it, who was he kidding, well, maybe a little. Hermione was a great big mystery though. Her sexual history aroused his curiosity. How many people did she actually sleep with? Or was she still a virgin with a good amount of experience to foreplay? More thoughts raced in and out of his brain. There was only one thing to do: raid Granger's room. All girls kept diaries right? Knowing that Granger will still be a bookworm at heart, she seemed to be that kind of girl that writes down her every thought, whim and desire. Malfoy smirked at his little devious plan and decided to carry it out almost immediately. The dragon was coming out to play. Now, the question is: How the hell was he supposed to get into her room?
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Cleaned, and newly refreshed, Draco strolled the hallway towards the Gryfinndor tower with his robes billowing behind him with every swift stride he would make. He had a task to carry out and nothing was going to stand in his way. Not even Potter and Weasley. Not this time. Before he made his way toward the Gryfinndor portrait door, he smirked. This was going to be even easier than he thought. Lavender Brown was heading his way.
Hermione just seemed to be entranced, as she was already halfway through the romance novel. Deciding to take a breather, she looked at her watch. It was already 9:45 PM. The library usually closed at 10:00. She had to finish this book. Hermione got up and walked up to Madam Pince's desk and checked out the book. The librarian smiled warmly at the Gryfinndor and Hermione hurriedly made her way out of the library. She wanted to hurry up and finish her potions essay and read some more of the book.
Lavender paused and gasped silently at the figure that was striding towards with great ease.
' This was too easy.'
Draco smirked and licked his lips seductively as he kept walking towards the stunned young girl until her back was pressed up against the wall. He pinned her with one arm and snaked a free hand and calmly caressed her face.
" Well Lavender, its such a pleasure to see you out here and all. Where you heading to?" Draco asked making sure he still had her squirming and begging for more as her tucked a piece of stray hair behind her ear swiftly.
" Umm..Uhh…t-the bathroom." She said sucking in a sharp breath as he inched his face closer.
" That's nice. So, it sure has been awhile." He said raising an eyebrow up suggestively as he raked his eyes up and down over her supple body.
Lavender gulped and nodded awkwardly. He smirked. He loved the way how made girls weak with desire before he even muttered a word.
" Hey Lavender, you're friends with Granger right?"
Again another awkward nod.
" So, do you know anything that or anybody that she, well, how should I put this? I don't know, fucked?" he asked bluntly.
Lavender raised both her eyebrows in surprise as her face faulted. Malfoy didn't want her, he wanted Hermione. She frowned.
" Why the fuck would you care for anyway Draco? I thought you despised her and plus, she's a filthy mudblood, right." She mocked in an irritated tone.
Uh-oh. He was losing her. He scoffed annoyingly,
" Of course I hate her! She's j-just been pissing me off lately!" Draco yelled.
" Since when hasn't been pissing you off Draco?" she yelled back.
Draco groaned impatiently. " That's not the point! I just want to know."
" You want to know?"
" Yeah, did I stutter?" he persisted in an annoyed toned.
Lavender rolled her eyes. " Look Draco, I don't know what the hell you are playing at so I'll just make this simple. I walk away and you go away." She said with a sarcastic smile as she tried to move away, but Malfoy slammed his other free hand up against the wall, pinning her and leaving her trapped. Lavender sucked in a sharp breath and winced at the sudden loud smack he said made with his hand when he slammed it against the wall. Her breathing sped up a bit as he leaned toward her, his face just inches away from her face.
" Now, sweetie, I'm going to ask again nicely. Granger, the information, I need to have dirt on her to make her pay. Do you have it or are you just wasting my time?" He said by emphasizing every word and making Lavender flinch in fear.
She took a deep shakily breath. He gave her a convincing smile, just enough to make her melt with passion. And it was working. Lavender placed both on his broad shoulders and tried to pull him in for an embrace, but he resisted.
" Now, now my dear, we've all night." He said with a smile.
Lavender smiled back and nodded.
" So, are you going to tell me what I want to hear, or do I have to get it out of you the hard way?" Draco asked by raising his eyebrows up suggestively and using his right hand to caress her cheek tenderly.
Lavender gave out a passionate sigh. He had her.
" Weasley was her first, by the end of fifth year." She said leaning into his touch.
Draco smirked. Of course! Any dumb fuck would have realized it off the bat. It was the only logical theory that made sense. Potter was too sensitive and caring while Weasley just seemed like the type to go in for the kill. Plus, Draco knew that Harry wouldn't have the guts to even make a first move on Hermione anyway.
" And that's it?" Draco asked suspiciously.
" No." she said sighing again.
Draco raised both of his eyebrows. There was more?
" There's more?" he asked curiously.
" Then there was Seamus Finnigan, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Blaise Zabini, and Ron again." She said.
Draco gaped in disbelief. Zabini had sex with Granger. He smirked. This was too good to be true.
" So, she's crawled back to Weasley, hmm." He asked with a tinge of jealousy.
" Yeah, I guess so. I think they're going out. To tell you the truth I really don't know." She said leaning in to kiss Draco, but he moved his head away.
" Well, then we'll see if they stay together long. I think she's using him and the stupid bugger's too blind to even realize it because he's practically drooling all over her. Anyways, thanks." Draco said pushing her back and patting her on the head.
" This was real fun, we need to do this again sometime." He said giving her a superior smirk Then he walked away leaving a gaping and unsatisfied Lavender behind with her back still against the wall. Malfoy duped her again.
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Finally arriving at the common room, Hermione entered only to find it empty.
' Malfoy must be out on a conquest.' She thought grinning recalling the previous evenings events. If Malfoy wasn't getting any, then the boy was out on the prowl.
Hermione reached her room and said the brief unlocking spell. Her spell was different from any typical " Alohamora" spell; she learned this spell from Professor McGonagall last year to keep her belongings safe. Now that she had to share a dorm with Malfoy, this gave her a really good reason to lock her room. Of course, Malfoy did know a few tricks up his sleeve too.
The loud bang of the portrait door startled him briefly as he was undressing for bed. Granger was home. He smirked. Immediately, he reached for his wand, which was lying on the nearby nightstand by his bed. His mother taught him a neat little trick this summer. Lucius taught to her a long time ago before they were even married. The trick was a type of glamour that made a solid object, such as a wall for example, appear invisible to the person casting the spell and see right through.
" Solvo libero." He whispered as the door suddenly vanished as if he had left open the entire time. He smirked as Hermione stopped at her door carrying a book and a piece of parchment.
' She must think that I'm gone.' He thought with his smirk growing wider. Hey the more, the better.
" Vincire." Hermione said and a soft unlocking of lock can be heard. Hermione turned the knob of her door and entered closing the door behind her.
Draco smiled nastily. This was so easy it wasn't even funny. He had her unlocking spell and enough dirt on her to rag her till the end of the school year. All he needed was the blackmailing evidence. Draco chuckled as the layout for his plan seemed to have a mind of it's own. With another flick of his wand, the door appeared. It was like nothing even happened.
Well, Granger didn't know that he was there and he could use the trick to his advantage. She was probably undressing. Draco grinned. He imagined her shrugging off her robes and stripping down into those nice lacy black panties with a matching bra. He made a mental note to himself: Steal those pair of those panties.
Draco's grin soon faded as he looked down and groaned as he saw the reaction his body made just thinking about Granger that way. He had to get out of here. No, what if she was suspicious? He was trapped.
" Shit." He cursed silently to himself and made his way towards his bed. Well, if wasn't going to get any tonight well, he might as well please himself. Again.
His fingers rimmed the edge of his blue silk boxers and slowly eased them down. He shuddered silently as his hand easily brushed his length. He bit his lip to suppress a loud moan as he took himself in his hand and slowly started to move his hand up and down. He couldn't believe this. He was masturbating to thoughts of Hermione Granger, the mudblood he despised from day one. He shuddered violently as his hand picked up the pace feeling his muscles contracting with each swift movement. Yet he couldn't seem to get her off his mind. Things really were different and he had no fear of his father anymore, then really what was the problem? He shrugged it off, as he pictured Hermione beneath him screaming out his name in pleasure as he manipulated her in the most passionate and seductive ways. He wanted her to feel what he felt when he was left unsatisfied and leave her begging for just a little bit more. This was pathetic. He bit his lip harder catching a moan at the back of his throat. Just a little bit more, as his breathing became ragged and uneven, and sweat was forming on his brow. He stroked himself vigorously as he felt his edge coming, panting and bucking his hips upward with each stroke. Finally, arching his back, he cried out, succumbing to his release as his hips continued to buck.
He sunk his head back down on the pillow exhaustedly, panting and waiting for his breathing to return to normal. After what seemed to be forever, he laid still in his bed inhaling and exhaling slowly with his head cocked to the side. He needed a cigarette.
Slowly he reached over to his nightstand and opened the nearby drawer. Finding what he wanted, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a neon green lighter. These weren't just ordinary cigarettes, they were wizard cigarettes. Draco smoked the blue ones, they were less addicting.
Shakily standing up, he walked over to his window and pushed it open. Putting the cigarette to his lips, he carefully lit it and took a long drag and sighed. The blue smoke exhaled from his lungs and out to open chilly night air. Taking another drag, Draco replayed today's events in his head. Granger's sudden braveness, her not so innocent personal life, and yes, revenge. He had this game in the bag already, it will not take Hermione soon to on her hands and knees to the one and only Draco Malfoy. Tomorrow was another day, and Granger had it coming. Just soon enough.
A/N: Sorry to end it so soon and I know that was kinda short! Sorry! But more of the good stuff is in the next chapter definitely! I just want to thank all those who reviewed and please keep up the good work! You guys are so sweet! I love hearing your opinions! So right now take this time to push that little review box at the corner of your screen and do the right thing! Till next time!
Next Chapter spoiler: Titled " Never Misunderstand Me": Draco breaks into Hermione's bedroom and makes a surprising discovery. Is Hermione really using Ron? More tension between the two future lovebirds leading to their first kiss together.
* Again you guys thanks and keep on reviewing! *
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Draco Malfoy sat stunned on the couch for an agonizing ten minutes still in a half naked state and what seemed to be the biggest hard on of his life. The irony of it all was this: He lost. Bad.
He lost to her twice in one day. Of all people! She was a goddamn mudblood! How the hell could he lose to her? Draco just let his body sink deeper into the couch as her voice echoed in his head.
" You're being played."
It played in his head over and over again like a recorder. He did have to give her credit though. No woman has ever dominated him when he was involved with his little liaisons. Granger was different; of course he already knew that. Ever since he first saw her. Maybe this was a sign; maybe Granger knew that he had this coming.
Draco scoffed in amusement. Right. He stood up from the couch and pulled his boxers and pants up, but left it unbuttoned. He needed a shower. A cold one.
Hermione raced to the library not bothering to look back. She had to get away. First, of all, did she actually enjoy her little "session" with Malfoy? Her thoughts raced back to Draco's face, flushed with pleasure and his crystal blue orbs glazed with lust. Wait? Was this actually turning her on? No! No thoughts! No thoughts at all! Think…think of books! Thinks of books Malfoy actually touched….No!
Hermione shook her head bewilderedly and finally reached the entrance of the library. She pushed open the big wooden oak doors and entered, only to find the usual first years and fifth years gathered around at the usual tables. She had a place at the back of the library that only she occupied. Scanning the isles of books, she came across a romance novel that she'd never seen before. Grabbing it, she returned to her place and sat down on the empty black leather couch that faced the welcoming warmth of the roaring fire in the fireplace. This was the last place she would ever expect to run into Malfoy. She sighed happily as she opened the book and set her eyes on the words that seemed to just beckon her eagerly.
Malfoy stepped out of the shower, his knees giving out him as he set his feet on the cool tile floor of the Head Girl/Head Boy bathroom. His arm reflexively caught hold of the nearby towel holder to regain his balance. Due to Granger's manipulations, his "needs" were crying for relief. She'd started the fire within him, yet he felt she was the only one that could put it out. Or maybe he didn't just want it to. The situation was so completely fucked up that it pissed him off immensely. Maybe this is just a lust thing, he told himself, just a conquest. Then why was he feeling…no feelings! There were absolutely no feelings! Fuck it, who was he kidding, well, maybe a little. Hermione was a great big mystery though. Her sexual history aroused his curiosity. How many people did she actually sleep with? Or was she still a virgin with a good amount of experience to foreplay? More thoughts raced in and out of his brain. There was only one thing to do: raid Granger's room. All girls kept diaries right? Knowing that Granger will still be a bookworm at heart, she seemed to be that kind of girl that writes down her every thought, whim and desire. Malfoy smirked at his little devious plan and decided to carry it out almost immediately. The dragon was coming out to play. Now, the question is: How the hell was he supposed to get into her room?
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Cleaned, and newly refreshed, Draco strolled the hallway towards the Gryfinndor tower with his robes billowing behind him with every swift stride he would make. He had a task to carry out and nothing was going to stand in his way. Not even Potter and Weasley. Not this time. Before he made his way toward the Gryfinndor portrait door, he smirked. This was going to be even easier than he thought. Lavender Brown was heading his way.
Hermione just seemed to be entranced, as she was already halfway through the romance novel. Deciding to take a breather, she looked at her watch. It was already 9:45 PM. The library usually closed at 10:00. She had to finish this book. Hermione got up and walked up to Madam Pince's desk and checked out the book. The librarian smiled warmly at the Gryfinndor and Hermione hurriedly made her way out of the library. She wanted to hurry up and finish her potions essay and read some more of the book.
Lavender paused and gasped silently at the figure that was striding towards with great ease.
' This was too easy.'
Draco smirked and licked his lips seductively as he kept walking towards the stunned young girl until her back was pressed up against the wall. He pinned her with one arm and snaked a free hand and calmly caressed her face.
" Well Lavender, its such a pleasure to see you out here and all. Where you heading to?" Draco asked making sure he still had her squirming and begging for more as her tucked a piece of stray hair behind her ear swiftly.
" Umm..Uhh…t-the bathroom." She said sucking in a sharp breath as he inched his face closer.
" That's nice. So, it sure has been awhile." He said raising an eyebrow up suggestively as he raked his eyes up and down over her supple body.
Lavender gulped and nodded awkwardly. He smirked. He loved the way how made girls weak with desire before he even muttered a word.
" Hey Lavender, you're friends with Granger right?"
Again another awkward nod.
" So, do you know anything that or anybody that she, well, how should I put this? I don't know, fucked?" he asked bluntly.
Lavender raised both her eyebrows in surprise as her face faulted. Malfoy didn't want her, he wanted Hermione. She frowned.
" Why the fuck would you care for anyway Draco? I thought you despised her and plus, she's a filthy mudblood, right." She mocked in an irritated tone.
Uh-oh. He was losing her. He scoffed annoyingly,
" Of course I hate her! She's j-just been pissing me off lately!" Draco yelled.
" Since when hasn't been pissing you off Draco?" she yelled back.
Draco groaned impatiently. " That's not the point! I just want to know."
" You want to know?"
" Yeah, did I stutter?" he persisted in an annoyed toned.
Lavender rolled her eyes. " Look Draco, I don't know what the hell you are playing at so I'll just make this simple. I walk away and you go away." She said with a sarcastic smile as she tried to move away, but Malfoy slammed his other free hand up against the wall, pinning her and leaving her trapped. Lavender sucked in a sharp breath and winced at the sudden loud smack he said made with his hand when he slammed it against the wall. Her breathing sped up a bit as he leaned toward her, his face just inches away from her face.
" Now, sweetie, I'm going to ask again nicely. Granger, the information, I need to have dirt on her to make her pay. Do you have it or are you just wasting my time?" He said by emphasizing every word and making Lavender flinch in fear.
She took a deep shakily breath. He gave her a convincing smile, just enough to make her melt with passion. And it was working. Lavender placed both on his broad shoulders and tried to pull him in for an embrace, but he resisted.
" Now, now my dear, we've all night." He said with a smile.
Lavender smiled back and nodded.
" So, are you going to tell me what I want to hear, or do I have to get it out of you the hard way?" Draco asked by raising his eyebrows up suggestively and using his right hand to caress her cheek tenderly.
Lavender gave out a passionate sigh. He had her.
" Weasley was her first, by the end of fifth year." She said leaning into his touch.
Draco smirked. Of course! Any dumb fuck would have realized it off the bat. It was the only logical theory that made sense. Potter was too sensitive and caring while Weasley just seemed like the type to go in for the kill. Plus, Draco knew that Harry wouldn't have the guts to even make a first move on Hermione anyway.
" And that's it?" Draco asked suspiciously.
" No." she said sighing again.
Draco raised both of his eyebrows. There was more?
" There's more?" he asked curiously.
" Then there was Seamus Finnigan, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Blaise Zabini, and Ron again." She said.
Draco gaped in disbelief. Zabini had sex with Granger. He smirked. This was too good to be true.
" So, she's crawled back to Weasley, hmm." He asked with a tinge of jealousy.
" Yeah, I guess so. I think they're going out. To tell you the truth I really don't know." She said leaning in to kiss Draco, but he moved his head away.
" Well, then we'll see if they stay together long. I think she's using him and the stupid bugger's too blind to even realize it because he's practically drooling all over her. Anyways, thanks." Draco said pushing her back and patting her on the head.
" This was real fun, we need to do this again sometime." He said giving her a superior smirk Then he walked away leaving a gaping and unsatisfied Lavender behind with her back still against the wall. Malfoy duped her again.
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Finally arriving at the common room, Hermione entered only to find it empty.
' Malfoy must be out on a conquest.' She thought grinning recalling the previous evenings events. If Malfoy wasn't getting any, then the boy was out on the prowl.
Hermione reached her room and said the brief unlocking spell. Her spell was different from any typical " Alohamora" spell; she learned this spell from Professor McGonagall last year to keep her belongings safe. Now that she had to share a dorm with Malfoy, this gave her a really good reason to lock her room. Of course, Malfoy did know a few tricks up his sleeve too.
The loud bang of the portrait door startled him briefly as he was undressing for bed. Granger was home. He smirked. Immediately, he reached for his wand, which was lying on the nearby nightstand by his bed. His mother taught him a neat little trick this summer. Lucius taught to her a long time ago before they were even married. The trick was a type of glamour that made a solid object, such as a wall for example, appear invisible to the person casting the spell and see right through.
" Solvo libero." He whispered as the door suddenly vanished as if he had left open the entire time. He smirked as Hermione stopped at her door carrying a book and a piece of parchment.
' She must think that I'm gone.' He thought with his smirk growing wider. Hey the more, the better.
" Vincire." Hermione said and a soft unlocking of lock can be heard. Hermione turned the knob of her door and entered closing the door behind her.
Draco smiled nastily. This was so easy it wasn't even funny. He had her unlocking spell and enough dirt on her to rag her till the end of the school year. All he needed was the blackmailing evidence. Draco chuckled as the layout for his plan seemed to have a mind of it's own. With another flick of his wand, the door appeared. It was like nothing even happened.
Well, Granger didn't know that he was there and he could use the trick to his advantage. She was probably undressing. Draco grinned. He imagined her shrugging off her robes and stripping down into those nice lacy black panties with a matching bra. He made a mental note to himself: Steal those pair of those panties.
Draco's grin soon faded as he looked down and groaned as he saw the reaction his body made just thinking about Granger that way. He had to get out of here. No, what if she was suspicious? He was trapped.
" Shit." He cursed silently to himself and made his way towards his bed. Well, if wasn't going to get any tonight well, he might as well please himself. Again.
His fingers rimmed the edge of his blue silk boxers and slowly eased them down. He shuddered silently as his hand easily brushed his length. He bit his lip to suppress a loud moan as he took himself in his hand and slowly started to move his hand up and down. He couldn't believe this. He was masturbating to thoughts of Hermione Granger, the mudblood he despised from day one. He shuddered violently as his hand picked up the pace feeling his muscles contracting with each swift movement. Yet he couldn't seem to get her off his mind. Things really were different and he had no fear of his father anymore, then really what was the problem? He shrugged it off, as he pictured Hermione beneath him screaming out his name in pleasure as he manipulated her in the most passionate and seductive ways. He wanted her to feel what he felt when he was left unsatisfied and leave her begging for just a little bit more. This was pathetic. He bit his lip harder catching a moan at the back of his throat. Just a little bit more, as his breathing became ragged and uneven, and sweat was forming on his brow. He stroked himself vigorously as he felt his edge coming, panting and bucking his hips upward with each stroke. Finally, arching his back, he cried out, succumbing to his release as his hips continued to buck.
He sunk his head back down on the pillow exhaustedly, panting and waiting for his breathing to return to normal. After what seemed to be forever, he laid still in his bed inhaling and exhaling slowly with his head cocked to the side. He needed a cigarette.
Slowly he reached over to his nightstand and opened the nearby drawer. Finding what he wanted, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a neon green lighter. These weren't just ordinary cigarettes, they were wizard cigarettes. Draco smoked the blue ones, they were less addicting.
Shakily standing up, he walked over to his window and pushed it open. Putting the cigarette to his lips, he carefully lit it and took a long drag and sighed. The blue smoke exhaled from his lungs and out to open chilly night air. Taking another drag, Draco replayed today's events in his head. Granger's sudden braveness, her not so innocent personal life, and yes, revenge. He had this game in the bag already, it will not take Hermione soon to on her hands and knees to the one and only Draco Malfoy. Tomorrow was another day, and Granger had it coming. Just soon enough.
A/N: Sorry to end it so soon and I know that was kinda short! Sorry! But more of the good stuff is in the next chapter definitely! I just want to thank all those who reviewed and please keep up the good work! You guys are so sweet! I love hearing your opinions! So right now take this time to push that little review box at the corner of your screen and do the right thing! Till next time!
Next Chapter spoiler: Titled " Never Misunderstand Me": Draco breaks into Hermione's bedroom and makes a surprising discovery. Is Hermione really using Ron? More tension between the two future lovebirds leading to their first kiss together.
* Again you guys thanks and keep on reviewing! *