Chapter Two
Hermione walked into the great hall for her first breakfast as head girl at Hogwarts. She felt proud to be head girl but wished that she could fade into the crowd this year so she could get on with her studies and the whole school wouldn't know about what was going on in her head. Then again, Hermione didn't even know what was going on in her head. This was primarily caused by the events of yesterday for some reason currently unbeknown to Hermione over the summer Draco Malfoy had begun to send her owls with letters and gifts. Hermione was curious so she wrote back, it wasn't long before the letters became personal and no matter how much Hermione tried she couldn't help but become engrossed in the feelings stirred up by the letters from Draco despite her confusion and the never ending questions she had. Then the moment they stepped off the train they found a secluded spot and were all over each other. Thinking about it stirred up mixed emotions for Hermione she felt hot and turned on which is something Draco Malfoy did to a lot of girls but at the same time she hated what she was feeling and her feelings for Harry made everything worse.
She glanced at the Slytherin table to her left in order to get a glimpse at Draco without making it obvious. Draco was sitting over his toast with his icy blue eyes looking directly at Hermione; she looked away when their eyes met causing him to do the same. Hermione spotted Harry and Ron sitting at the end of their Gryffindor table with Ginny sitting close by.
'Good morning ,' Ron said as Hermione sat down.
'What's so good about it?' Hermione replied glancing at Ginny and Harry as she put some fruit and pancakes on her plate.
'The fact that this is the first day of classes which means it's only a matter of time before it's the last day of classes ever,' Ron beamed from beside Hermione.
'Nice theory I guess,' Hermione replied. Looking at Ginny who was giving her evil looks from across the table.
Ginny grinned 'So Harry, I'd really like it if you could tutor me on transfiguration if you're not too busy.' Ginny said playing with a piece of her hair. Hermione instantly felt sick and stood up from the table. She grabbed some toast and began to walk out of the great hall. Did she really have to rub it in her face like that?
'Skank,' she mumbled as she walked past Ginny. Hermione headed up to the Head students dormitory to grab her books before classes began.
'Hey sexy, what's wrong?' said a familiar voice from behind her, Hermione turned to see Draco walking calmly behind her holding up the bracelet she had given him the night before.
'Everything, but what do you care? You hate me remember. The perfect guy is an illusion,' Hermione replied grabbing the bracelet from his hand continuing to walk toward the head students' quarters.
'Grumpy this morning then,' Draco rolled his eyes, 'Granger get a hold of yourself you know she's just doing it to wind you up.'
'Why are you so interested in my life? You know how I feel about you but you won't let me in, it's all or nothing Draco, I don't want to get hurt anymore.' Hermione said slowing down to the portrait she was seeking. 'Tissues.' She stated causing the portrait consisting of a wizard and his dog to swing open. Hermione stepped inside the hole followed by Draco.
'If you love me why does that little bitch affect you so much?' Draco asked causing Hermione to freeze. She had no idea. 'Look I know he hurt you but I want to make him wish that he hadn't. I want to make him hurt worse because I know he loves you but if you're with me I'll kill him if he touches you and he'll kill himself because he can't.'
Hermione closed her eyes. 'Do you realise that everything I do with you is wrong and I can't not tell my friends about it, and it doesn't matter what I want because either way everyone is gonna hate me, and if he does love me as you say why would I want to hurt him like he hurt me,' She replied in a soft voice.
'Hermione, I'm in the same situation, you're all wrong for me but I can't continue to fight these urges I have to be with you. I can tell this excites you, you want to be bad with me,' Draco said taking a step toward her with a cheeky grin appearing at the corners of his mouth. 'I knew the second I saw you this morning, I want to be with you and I know you feel it.'
Hermione shook her head. 'You just want sex and a way to get back at your father.' Hermione replied knowing that since last year Draco had been looking for a way to get back at his father for trying to buy him a job in the ministry after he leaves Hogwarts. 'You know date the muggle born piss him off good and proper wouldn't it.'
'That's not true although I would get back at my father by being with you it's not as important as the way I feel here. I just want you. I don't know what happened last night. It was new and scary but I've had time to think now. Hermione?' He pleaded. 'I'm yours to use here, I know getting back at Potter turns you on it makes you want to fuck me more.'
'No! It's not like that!' Hermione screamed beginning to cry, 'this isn't me, and this isn't who I am!'
Draco placed his hand on her cheek and wiped away one of her tears with his thumb 'Classes are gonna start soon, I'll be in your room after dinner we need to talk.' Hermione nodded and watched him leave.
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Hermione breathed in deeply as she took a seat between Harry and Ron in charms. Professor Flitwick was too busy trying to get Neville Longbottom to produce a cleaning charm for his shoes to notice that she was slightly late. It was then she decided Malfoy was definitely a bad influence on her; she had never been at all late for any class before as was sure to be pointed out by Ron or Harry.
'I'm sorry.' Harry said almost immediately.
'For what?,' Hermione asked confused.
'I shouldn't let her burn you like that.' Harry replied looking into Hermione's eyes.
'Yeah well you gave her the ability to do it by thinking with your pants Harry.' Hermione replied.
'I know I'm sorry for that.' Harry said looking at his shoes.
'Okay whatever I just want to learn so don't talk to me anymore,' Hermione said as she opened her book. She looked at the pages of parchment and wrote with her quill but she didn't know what she was writing all she could think about was Draco, the way he affected her emotions and what Harry and Ron would think about it. Would she really make Harry jealous? Is that the only reason she wanted Draco? No. She really did like him she maybe even felt love for him.
Love. Desire. Strength. Jealousy.
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Hermione's head had been spinning all day which is why she wasn't surprised that she was battling a headache when she ascended the marble staircases to the Head Students' quarters after dinner that evening. She knew Draco would be inside her room acting like he owned the place as always. She couldn't stand the thought of him going through her things especially the things that she shared with Ron and Harry. Especially Harry. She walked through the portrait hole and up to a portrait containing Hogwarts first ever head girl. 'Shadow fluff,' she stated making the portrait swing open revealing a door.
'Granger nice of you to join me,' Draco said sitting on her bed.
'How do you do that?' Hermione asked removing her robes to reveal her school uniform underneath.
'What would that be Granger?' Draco asked surveying the way she looked in her uniform and recalling the events of the night before.
'Be so nice to me and then be so cold, it goes from Hermione to Granger in an instant?' Hermione asked not really expecting an answer.
'Ancient Malfoy gift,' Draco shrugged making himself more comfortable on Hermione's bed. 'Have you made a decision?'
'On what exactly?' Hermione asked.
'Us Granger, I would make you.' Malfoy smiled. Hermione couldn't believe what she was hearing. The guy she got with last night wasn't like that; the guy she talked to this morning wasn't like that. Or maybe he was. 'Granger?.'
'All I know is that I felt something last night.' Hermione said looking out the window at the dark Hogwarts grounds. Draco stood up and moved behind her.
'I can make you feel like that every day.' Draco whispered in her ear causing her to shiver. Draco tugged on her wrist making her turn around. 'Kiss me, if you can look me in the eye and swear you don't feel anything, I'll leave but if you can't do that, promise you'll give us a go, no matter what your so called friends think.'
'It's not that simple Draco!' Hermione said pulling away from him. Draco moved with her wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
'Kiss me.' Draco commanded with his icy eyes looking directly into Hermione's. Hermione shut her eyes and let her lips meet his causing her whole body to shake with delight, she opened her mouth and let his tongue massage hers. She felt safe. She felt lust. She felt love.
Draco slowly pulled away from her mouth and pulled her body closer to him. 'Please tell me you felt something then.' Hermione nodded and pulled him toward her bed. Hermione lay down allowing Draco to slide on top of her.
'Do you want this?' Draco asked as Hermione was taking off his school tie.
'More than anything.' Hermione replied letting him kiss her neck and slowly move onto her mouth. Draco kissed perfectly and Hermione seemed to become lost in his kisses like she was under some kind of spell. She shut her eyes as Draco began to unbutton her white school top she was enjoying the sanctifying feeling of Draco's hands on her skin pushing against her black satin bra when she heard a startling sound. The door of her bedroom had opened and Harry was standing in the doorway of her room.
//When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love //You'll understand what I mean when I say //There's no way we're gonna give up //And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams //Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe //Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Harder to Breathe- Maroon 5
Hermione walked into the great hall for her first breakfast as head girl at Hogwarts. She felt proud to be head girl but wished that she could fade into the crowd this year so she could get on with her studies and the whole school wouldn't know about what was going on in her head. Then again, Hermione didn't even know what was going on in her head. This was primarily caused by the events of yesterday for some reason currently unbeknown to Hermione over the summer Draco Malfoy had begun to send her owls with letters and gifts. Hermione was curious so she wrote back, it wasn't long before the letters became personal and no matter how much Hermione tried she couldn't help but become engrossed in the feelings stirred up by the letters from Draco despite her confusion and the never ending questions she had. Then the moment they stepped off the train they found a secluded spot and were all over each other. Thinking about it stirred up mixed emotions for Hermione she felt hot and turned on which is something Draco Malfoy did to a lot of girls but at the same time she hated what she was feeling and her feelings for Harry made everything worse.
She glanced at the Slytherin table to her left in order to get a glimpse at Draco without making it obvious. Draco was sitting over his toast with his icy blue eyes looking directly at Hermione; she looked away when their eyes met causing him to do the same. Hermione spotted Harry and Ron sitting at the end of their Gryffindor table with Ginny sitting close by.
'Good morning ,' Ron said as Hermione sat down.
'What's so good about it?' Hermione replied glancing at Ginny and Harry as she put some fruit and pancakes on her plate.
'The fact that this is the first day of classes which means it's only a matter of time before it's the last day of classes ever,' Ron beamed from beside Hermione.
'Nice theory I guess,' Hermione replied. Looking at Ginny who was giving her evil looks from across the table.
Ginny grinned 'So Harry, I'd really like it if you could tutor me on transfiguration if you're not too busy.' Ginny said playing with a piece of her hair. Hermione instantly felt sick and stood up from the table. She grabbed some toast and began to walk out of the great hall. Did she really have to rub it in her face like that?
'Skank,' she mumbled as she walked past Ginny. Hermione headed up to the Head students dormitory to grab her books before classes began.
'Hey sexy, what's wrong?' said a familiar voice from behind her, Hermione turned to see Draco walking calmly behind her holding up the bracelet she had given him the night before.
'Everything, but what do you care? You hate me remember. The perfect guy is an illusion,' Hermione replied grabbing the bracelet from his hand continuing to walk toward the head students' quarters.
'Grumpy this morning then,' Draco rolled his eyes, 'Granger get a hold of yourself you know she's just doing it to wind you up.'
'Why are you so interested in my life? You know how I feel about you but you won't let me in, it's all or nothing Draco, I don't want to get hurt anymore.' Hermione said slowing down to the portrait she was seeking. 'Tissues.' She stated causing the portrait consisting of a wizard and his dog to swing open. Hermione stepped inside the hole followed by Draco.
'If you love me why does that little bitch affect you so much?' Draco asked causing Hermione to freeze. She had no idea. 'Look I know he hurt you but I want to make him wish that he hadn't. I want to make him hurt worse because I know he loves you but if you're with me I'll kill him if he touches you and he'll kill himself because he can't.'
Hermione closed her eyes. 'Do you realise that everything I do with you is wrong and I can't not tell my friends about it, and it doesn't matter what I want because either way everyone is gonna hate me, and if he does love me as you say why would I want to hurt him like he hurt me,' She replied in a soft voice.
'Hermione, I'm in the same situation, you're all wrong for me but I can't continue to fight these urges I have to be with you. I can tell this excites you, you want to be bad with me,' Draco said taking a step toward her with a cheeky grin appearing at the corners of his mouth. 'I knew the second I saw you this morning, I want to be with you and I know you feel it.'
Hermione shook her head. 'You just want sex and a way to get back at your father.' Hermione replied knowing that since last year Draco had been looking for a way to get back at his father for trying to buy him a job in the ministry after he leaves Hogwarts. 'You know date the muggle born piss him off good and proper wouldn't it.'
'That's not true although I would get back at my father by being with you it's not as important as the way I feel here. I just want you. I don't know what happened last night. It was new and scary but I've had time to think now. Hermione?' He pleaded. 'I'm yours to use here, I know getting back at Potter turns you on it makes you want to fuck me more.'
'No! It's not like that!' Hermione screamed beginning to cry, 'this isn't me, and this isn't who I am!'
Draco placed his hand on her cheek and wiped away one of her tears with his thumb 'Classes are gonna start soon, I'll be in your room after dinner we need to talk.' Hermione nodded and watched him leave.
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Hermione breathed in deeply as she took a seat between Harry and Ron in charms. Professor Flitwick was too busy trying to get Neville Longbottom to produce a cleaning charm for his shoes to notice that she was slightly late. It was then she decided Malfoy was definitely a bad influence on her; she had never been at all late for any class before as was sure to be pointed out by Ron or Harry.
'I'm sorry.' Harry said almost immediately.
'For what?,' Hermione asked confused.
'I shouldn't let her burn you like that.' Harry replied looking into Hermione's eyes.
'Yeah well you gave her the ability to do it by thinking with your pants Harry.' Hermione replied.
'I know I'm sorry for that.' Harry said looking at his shoes.
'Okay whatever I just want to learn so don't talk to me anymore,' Hermione said as she opened her book. She looked at the pages of parchment and wrote with her quill but she didn't know what she was writing all she could think about was Draco, the way he affected her emotions and what Harry and Ron would think about it. Would she really make Harry jealous? Is that the only reason she wanted Draco? No. She really did like him she maybe even felt love for him.
Love. Desire. Strength. Jealousy.
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Hermione's head had been spinning all day which is why she wasn't surprised that she was battling a headache when she ascended the marble staircases to the Head Students' quarters after dinner that evening. She knew Draco would be inside her room acting like he owned the place as always. She couldn't stand the thought of him going through her things especially the things that she shared with Ron and Harry. Especially Harry. She walked through the portrait hole and up to a portrait containing Hogwarts first ever head girl. 'Shadow fluff,' she stated making the portrait swing open revealing a door.
'Granger nice of you to join me,' Draco said sitting on her bed.
'How do you do that?' Hermione asked removing her robes to reveal her school uniform underneath.
'What would that be Granger?' Draco asked surveying the way she looked in her uniform and recalling the events of the night before.
'Be so nice to me and then be so cold, it goes from Hermione to Granger in an instant?' Hermione asked not really expecting an answer.
'Ancient Malfoy gift,' Draco shrugged making himself more comfortable on Hermione's bed. 'Have you made a decision?'
'On what exactly?' Hermione asked.
'Us Granger, I would make you.' Malfoy smiled. Hermione couldn't believe what she was hearing. The guy she got with last night wasn't like that; the guy she talked to this morning wasn't like that. Or maybe he was. 'Granger?.'
'All I know is that I felt something last night.' Hermione said looking out the window at the dark Hogwarts grounds. Draco stood up and moved behind her.
'I can make you feel like that every day.' Draco whispered in her ear causing her to shiver. Draco tugged on her wrist making her turn around. 'Kiss me, if you can look me in the eye and swear you don't feel anything, I'll leave but if you can't do that, promise you'll give us a go, no matter what your so called friends think.'
'It's not that simple Draco!' Hermione said pulling away from him. Draco moved with her wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
'Kiss me.' Draco commanded with his icy eyes looking directly into Hermione's. Hermione shut her eyes and let her lips meet his causing her whole body to shake with delight, she opened her mouth and let his tongue massage hers. She felt safe. She felt lust. She felt love.
Draco slowly pulled away from her mouth and pulled her body closer to him. 'Please tell me you felt something then.' Hermione nodded and pulled him toward her bed. Hermione lay down allowing Draco to slide on top of her.
'Do you want this?' Draco asked as Hermione was taking off his school tie.
'More than anything.' Hermione replied letting him kiss her neck and slowly move onto her mouth. Draco kissed perfectly and Hermione seemed to become lost in his kisses like she was under some kind of spell. She shut her eyes as Draco began to unbutton her white school top she was enjoying the sanctifying feeling of Draco's hands on her skin pushing against her black satin bra when she heard a startling sound. The door of her bedroom had opened and Harry was standing in the doorway of her room.
//When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love //You'll understand what I mean when I say //There's no way we're gonna give up //And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams //Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe //Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Harder to Breathe- Maroon 5