Maybe Tomorrow ~hotsleekeyz~
Chapter 2 Unfair
//The news spread fast like selling popcorns in movie houses. If I could only tell the professors about this! But I can't. if I tell them, it would mean admitting that I have been sleeping with other students. THAT AIN'T RIGHT!//
//Hermione, you need to come inside. Ron will need your support. . . ALL of your support. If he loses. . . Oh Merlin! The horror of the thought! I'm not going to sleep with Malfoy!//
I entereed just as everyone hushed down, staring at me from the moment I was visible from the door, until I was able to settle at Ron's side.
//COULD YOU ALL STOP STARING!//
"Ron, you have to do your best. If you'll lose, I'll cut my head off. There is NO way that I'm going to have sex with that bastard!"
"I know Mione. Calm down. Everything's under my control"
"I CAN'T calm down Ron! If you were in my place, you'd wish you were never born!"
Malfoy cut in.
"I hope you win Weasley. . . I mean you should. My father will be very disappointed if he will hear about this"
"Speak for yourself Malfoy! What difference would this bet make anyway? You've always been placing bets for a one-night stand with girls around here!"
I yelled only to get a death glare in return.
"If my assumptions are true, you've been dying to touch a pureblood like me"
"Sod off!"
"Fletchley, if you win, you can take her with you. I'm disgusted even at the thought of touching her. It must be terrible for another pureblood like you to have the bitch as your girlfriend. If I knew her any better, I would say that she got her first experience with Krum in 4th year"
"EXCUSE ME, I did not do anything with Krum during 4th year!"
"5th year then"
He answered smugly. Honestly, I couldn't remember when my first time was. I guess Malfoy's right. I had it in 4th year.
Everyone 'ooh-ed' and smirked at me. Now every student thought I was a whore!
"Stop it Malfoy. Let's start the game. Just wish hard that Ron will win", Harry said. I noted to thank him after.
Harry took an arm over my shoulder and smiled at me.
"Expect the worse Mione. Fletchley is good at Wizards' chess. He can easily beat Ron"
//Should that comfort me? Even loads of chocolate couldn't calm me right now!//
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It was a fast game. In ten minutes, a triumphant voice claimed "Checkmate".
It was Justin.
"NO!"
Malfoy and I said in unison.
//This couldn't be worse for him than it is for me! I'm the prize here. . . wrong. Not the prize. I'm the consolation. Malfoy would say he got the crumbs//
"I'm leaving". I walked towards the door but Crabbe and Goyle got hold of me from behind. I turned to them seeing their fat heads shake in disapproval.
"Wait! One more game! That was the practice game right?", Ron panicked. If he was panicking, what more was I feeling?
Justin replied. "Afraid to lose Hermione aren't you? Are you expecting your sexual frustration to kill you? I bet she's better in bed now than she was when we were together. . . in bed, that is. Well Weasley, if another gam is what you want, you'll have it though it would be useless. I'd still win" he ficed the pieces again and motioned for Ron to start.
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Justin was right. He won. I thought Ron could talk me out of this.
"Wait, I have an offer. In exchange for Hermione, I will be slave to you for a day", Ron pleaded as Justin watched him in amusement.
"No"
"A week"
"No"
"A week and four days"
"No"
"A month!"
"NO Weasley. She's mine now and I will lend her to Malfoy tonight. My decision's final. Thanks to Zabbini. He thought of about this"
Justin stood from his seat and went over to where I was standing. He slid his hand inside my school robe.
"You're mine again"
"Am I just an object to you?"
//I've never been this serious. This is more serious than my studies. It never daunted on me that Justin looked at me that low//
"Don't get me wrong Hermione. I'm glad that you're mine again. I felt really bad when we broke up"
"Do you still love me?"
"I asked. I had to know.
"Yes"
"Then you will talk me out of this"
He kissed me in reply nut I didn't return it.
"No. We had a deal"
"A deal that I didn't approve of in the first place?"
"It's just one night Hermione. It couldn't be that bad"
"You don't understand, do you? I'm not going to sleep with my enemy. You can't force me to"
Justin was about to reply when he turned his head around. He searched for Malfoy but he was already gone.
"Let's go"
Justin took my hand and he guided me out of the hall. Zabbini, Crabbe, and Goyle followed short.
I kept on cursing Ron in my head. We walked to the Head Boy's dormitory when Justin spoke.
"Here you are"
"I'm not going inside"
"Nor am I allowing you to come inside", Malfoy broke in as he came out of the portrait hole that led to the common room of his personal dormitory.
"Justin, you can't do this to me!"
I yelled but the two pigs grabbed me and dragged me helplessly inside. I saw Zabbini an dJusitn walk in afterwards.
"Let's have a drink to Justin's victory!", Zabbini proclaimed as he poured wine into the glasses.
He handed the last to Malfoy. Malfoy took it roughly then he stared at me. I felt naked with his stare. To my surprise, he stood and handed me the glass.
"This is yours. I'm going to drink from the bottle"
At that moment, I felt like a prostitute. It didn't occur to me before the game that it would end up like this. Malfoy would have wanted himself to be wasted than remember anythignthat could happen.
I never saw him so desperate. He drank from the bottle and finished it at once. It was the first time that I saw Head Boy in his most human state. It didn't cross my mind that Malfoy had feelings too. I must say I was feeling more pity for him than myself.
I stood to leave.
//I couldn't bear seeing Malfoy like this. In the first place, I shouldn't be feeling like this! He IS the enemy! Why am I feeling sorry for him?//
Then a hand caught my wrist. I didn't turn around. Slowly, the man behind me drew himself close. He smelled great despite the aroma of wine. I didn't move. I shut my eyes and smelled more of him. When the man spoke, I woke awake from my trance. "You are not going anywhere Mudblood".
I heard footsteps from behind as I tried to struggle free of the bastard's grip. He was so strong!
I saw the other four walk past us and Justin didn't even look at me. I knew he didn't want this to happen. He was even the first one to leave. He almost stumbled onto the floor as well.
Zabbini winked at me again as the pigs snorted their way out.
I was thrown to the floor and my face practically smashed on it. I turned to look at Malfoy with an evil smirk playing on his lips.
He was drunk.
He took off his robe.
//Oh no! This is not happening! This is unfair!//
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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ahaha! Naughty me. I hope you like how the story is going. . . (ahem) [you know where this is headed, or don't you?]
hang on in there and next chappie will be posted in a short time.
As usual folks, read and REVIEW!
Chapter 2 Unfair
//The news spread fast like selling popcorns in movie houses. If I could only tell the professors about this! But I can't. if I tell them, it would mean admitting that I have been sleeping with other students. THAT AIN'T RIGHT!//
//Hermione, you need to come inside. Ron will need your support. . . ALL of your support. If he loses. . . Oh Merlin! The horror of the thought! I'm not going to sleep with Malfoy!//
I entereed just as everyone hushed down, staring at me from the moment I was visible from the door, until I was able to settle at Ron's side.
//COULD YOU ALL STOP STARING!//
"Ron, you have to do your best. If you'll lose, I'll cut my head off. There is NO way that I'm going to have sex with that bastard!"
"I know Mione. Calm down. Everything's under my control"
"I CAN'T calm down Ron! If you were in my place, you'd wish you were never born!"
Malfoy cut in.
"I hope you win Weasley. . . I mean you should. My father will be very disappointed if he will hear about this"
"Speak for yourself Malfoy! What difference would this bet make anyway? You've always been placing bets for a one-night stand with girls around here!"
I yelled only to get a death glare in return.
"If my assumptions are true, you've been dying to touch a pureblood like me"
"Sod off!"
"Fletchley, if you win, you can take her with you. I'm disgusted even at the thought of touching her. It must be terrible for another pureblood like you to have the bitch as your girlfriend. If I knew her any better, I would say that she got her first experience with Krum in 4th year"
"EXCUSE ME, I did not do anything with Krum during 4th year!"
"5th year then"
He answered smugly. Honestly, I couldn't remember when my first time was. I guess Malfoy's right. I had it in 4th year.
Everyone 'ooh-ed' and smirked at me. Now every student thought I was a whore!
"Stop it Malfoy. Let's start the game. Just wish hard that Ron will win", Harry said. I noted to thank him after.
Harry took an arm over my shoulder and smiled at me.
"Expect the worse Mione. Fletchley is good at Wizards' chess. He can easily beat Ron"
//Should that comfort me? Even loads of chocolate couldn't calm me right now!//
********************************************************
It was a fast game. In ten minutes, a triumphant voice claimed "Checkmate".
It was Justin.
"NO!"
Malfoy and I said in unison.
//This couldn't be worse for him than it is for me! I'm the prize here. . . wrong. Not the prize. I'm the consolation. Malfoy would say he got the crumbs//
"I'm leaving". I walked towards the door but Crabbe and Goyle got hold of me from behind. I turned to them seeing their fat heads shake in disapproval.
"Wait! One more game! That was the practice game right?", Ron panicked. If he was panicking, what more was I feeling?
Justin replied. "Afraid to lose Hermione aren't you? Are you expecting your sexual frustration to kill you? I bet she's better in bed now than she was when we were together. . . in bed, that is. Well Weasley, if another gam is what you want, you'll have it though it would be useless. I'd still win" he ficed the pieces again and motioned for Ron to start.
************************************************************
Justin was right. He won. I thought Ron could talk me out of this.
"Wait, I have an offer. In exchange for Hermione, I will be slave to you for a day", Ron pleaded as Justin watched him in amusement.
"No"
"A week"
"No"
"A week and four days"
"No"
"A month!"
"NO Weasley. She's mine now and I will lend her to Malfoy tonight. My decision's final. Thanks to Zabbini. He thought of about this"
Justin stood from his seat and went over to where I was standing. He slid his hand inside my school robe.
"You're mine again"
"Am I just an object to you?"
//I've never been this serious. This is more serious than my studies. It never daunted on me that Justin looked at me that low//
"Don't get me wrong Hermione. I'm glad that you're mine again. I felt really bad when we broke up"
"Do you still love me?"
"I asked. I had to know.
"Yes"
"Then you will talk me out of this"
He kissed me in reply nut I didn't return it.
"No. We had a deal"
"A deal that I didn't approve of in the first place?"
"It's just one night Hermione. It couldn't be that bad"
"You don't understand, do you? I'm not going to sleep with my enemy. You can't force me to"
Justin was about to reply when he turned his head around. He searched for Malfoy but he was already gone.
"Let's go"
Justin took my hand and he guided me out of the hall. Zabbini, Crabbe, and Goyle followed short.
I kept on cursing Ron in my head. We walked to the Head Boy's dormitory when Justin spoke.
"Here you are"
"I'm not going inside"
"Nor am I allowing you to come inside", Malfoy broke in as he came out of the portrait hole that led to the common room of his personal dormitory.
"Justin, you can't do this to me!"
I yelled but the two pigs grabbed me and dragged me helplessly inside. I saw Zabbini an dJusitn walk in afterwards.
"Let's have a drink to Justin's victory!", Zabbini proclaimed as he poured wine into the glasses.
He handed the last to Malfoy. Malfoy took it roughly then he stared at me. I felt naked with his stare. To my surprise, he stood and handed me the glass.
"This is yours. I'm going to drink from the bottle"
At that moment, I felt like a prostitute. It didn't occur to me before the game that it would end up like this. Malfoy would have wanted himself to be wasted than remember anythignthat could happen.
I never saw him so desperate. He drank from the bottle and finished it at once. It was the first time that I saw Head Boy in his most human state. It didn't cross my mind that Malfoy had feelings too. I must say I was feeling more pity for him than myself.
I stood to leave.
//I couldn't bear seeing Malfoy like this. In the first place, I shouldn't be feeling like this! He IS the enemy! Why am I feeling sorry for him?//
Then a hand caught my wrist. I didn't turn around. Slowly, the man behind me drew himself close. He smelled great despite the aroma of wine. I didn't move. I shut my eyes and smelled more of him. When the man spoke, I woke awake from my trance. "You are not going anywhere Mudblood".
I heard footsteps from behind as I tried to struggle free of the bastard's grip. He was so strong!
I saw the other four walk past us and Justin didn't even look at me. I knew he didn't want this to happen. He was even the first one to leave. He almost stumbled onto the floor as well.
Zabbini winked at me again as the pigs snorted their way out.
I was thrown to the floor and my face practically smashed on it. I turned to look at Malfoy with an evil smirk playing on his lips.
He was drunk.
He took off his robe.
//Oh no! This is not happening! This is unfair!//
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
ahaha! Naughty me. I hope you like how the story is going. . . (ahem) [you know where this is headed, or don't you?]
hang on in there and next chappie will be posted in a short time.
As usual folks, read and REVIEW!