"Emotionless"
Addicted Sinner
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A/N: Yay. New chapter. Thanks for the reviews from last time. Hmm.. Stuff might happen... again. O_o; Not sure. Read and review. Whee. This chapters twisted.. o_o;
Oh and if they do make it that far, I'm not going into anything graphical. XD; That's what you're imaginations are for. o_O;; You've probably read enough fanfics to get some type of picture in your mind though, ne? o_o;
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After lunch more people looked worried and confused about Hermione. They asked what was wrong, and why she didn't go to lunch that day, and even why she almost fell asleep in class (No one would think it possible.) She smiled weakly towards them and told them a short lie, continuing on her way to the Gryffindor Common room. Upon entering it, Hermione saw Ron and Harry playing Wizards chess as usual. Harry smiled to her, and Ron looked more then pleased to see her. "Hi Hermione!" the read head boy said. She nodded in response and smiled back - watching the two boys play. " You alright?" he added half way through the game looking at her, but turned his attention back to the game - a horrified look on his face - when one of Harry's knights had demolished a pawn. "That's not fair!" he cried, looking back up to Harry - who was laughing - then to Hermione who couldn't help but let a small chuckle come through her lips.
"It's alright Ron," she commented. "You'll win." He felt better after that, and nothing else was said except for the murmur of "Knight to E-7", "Queen to G - 10" and the crashing sounds of figures being torn apart.
Back in the Head boy's room though, Draco was getting things ready for that night. He didn't intend for her to fall for him, any thing but that. He just wanted to mess with her head a bit and who knew, maybe she would get back at him. 'Like that's a possibility..' he thought lying down on his bed, feeling more then accomplished. "Who knows," he started. "I might even get more then I expect tonight.." a small, cold laugh came out of his lips before he got up and back to work again.
"Are you coming to Dinner tonight, Hermione?" Harry asked once the came was over with and they were out in the hallways once more. "I don't know.. I still have to finish that project for class that's due soon.."
"You mean the one for McGonagall?!" Ron said, eyes wide.
She nodded with a blank stare on her face.
"That's not due until next month or something! You have all that time, and you want to work on it.. Now?" he asked.
"Yes, I do. Better be safe then sorry Ron. I don't want to end up like you two - finishing it up the last night and getting a barely passing grade." Shades of red came over their faces.
"Alright.. I guess you're right.. Just eat something soon okay? And come out and visit us more?" Harry asked.
Hermione smiled to him. "Of course I will! It's almost done. I just have to finish some of it up. I'll be fine, though." she glanced to Ron who caught her gaze and held it for a few seconds before looking away in the other direction. Obviously, she had meant most of what she said for Ron but Harry understood more, also.
"We're here if you need us." He commented and proceeded to walk to the Great Hall early Ron following right behind. Hermione sighed a bit. How nice and caring they were - yet she couldn't stand them at the same time.
"Guess its only fair." She said to herself, going back towards the Head's common rooms and dorm.
Once again, she was surround by books of all types on the table infront of her. A quill was madly writing down the last few sentences when the same figure from the night before showed up. Suprisingly, he didn't say anything. He just stared at her with a blank expression on his face. She could feel his eyes burning into her, and she didn't like that feeling. It was if he could tell what she was thinking and feeling without her even telling him. She saw his feet move slowly and closer to her until he was standing by her side. Finally not being able to take anymore staring her way, Hermione raised her head, eyes narrowed.
"What do you want, Malfoy? Can't you see I'm trying to finish this up for class? I need to concentrate and I don't need you giving me death glares all the ti-" she was cut off by his lips over hers. Taken aback by this though, Hermione closed her eyes a bit but didn't responded as quickly as the night before. Remembering what happened though, she pushed him away (which was only a few feet or so since she was sitting down) and wiped her mouth, giving him a disgusted look. But inside somewhere she knew she liked it - if only just a bit - no matter how disgusting the thought was to her. Was she feeling something besides hate towards him?
Hermione looked up to see a smirking Malfoy with his arms crossed over his chest.
"So? Was it as good as last night, Granger?"
"Not really, No. I was disgusted the whole time." she tried to hide the nervousness that was building in her body.
"Really now? Seems to me that you weren't disgusted when I let my fingers trail up your leg to your skirt." Her face turned a redder shade as his smirk got wider.
"I was under pressure and couldn't think right." She knew it was a bad lie and he could see right through her, but she was surprised when he came behind her and pushed her back holding her arms on sides of the chair.
'What's he doing..?' she thought.
"Well, Well. I was right then? You have tension? Probably from all this hard work, am I correct?"
No answer. He continued on.
"And.. I would think I'm the only one here who could relive that tension.. Like I said last night." His face was by her neck - not quite touching, but she could feel the breath hit her sending chills up her spine. He smiled at the reaction. Still holding her arms in place on the sides of the chair, he lightly kissed her neck. Closing her eyes, Hermione tried to resist the urge to either kiss him back or punch him - but the kissing urge was winning.
He watched her with great interest, though. How it seemed she had an Angel on one side, and a Devil one the other. The Angel was telling her to get out of there and punch him, go tell Ron and Harry and have them try to curse him (which wouldn't do so well to begin with.) Yet the devil was telling her to give in. And the devil was winning.
He trailed his lips up her neck once more, smiling at her reaction again before letting her arms go. He knew she was either in too much shock to do anything, or just liked it and wanted it to keep going. He crossed infront of her, leaning in. "So what do you say Granger? Am I the one to help you out?" he smirked again as the inner battle with herself kept going. Opening her eyes slightly, brown hues looked into grey ones then a small smile crossed her face. It seemed she had made her decision after all. Bringing her hands up behind his neck, she pulled him closer for another kiss. His hands roamed her body going once more to edge of her skirt and went a few inches closer. Hermione didn't seem to notice this though - as she was too involved with trying to get his jeans off. He just had to smile (however faint it may be) at her sudden courage. Sure, he was using for some type of gain, but it was a good gain - for him, anyways.
'And she has no idea..' he thought as his shirt went to other side of the chair and his jeans would soon be joining it.
He had thought the plan out very carefully the few nights before. But he had never intentionally thought it would go this far (or maybe he did) Shag her once or twice during the night leaving the poor girl senseless, scare the shit out of Harry and Ron by giving them hints on her whereabouts when they asked, having them comfront her and never talking to Granger again. The school would find out, also. Professors would be ashamed..
'Wouldn't that be perfect..' Draco thought once more as he realized they were in their undergarments.
Well, this is something new and unexpected.
Looking at her though a new feeling came over him. It wasn't hate or anger - Not even love. But something else.. How could he ever love someone he hated? It was impossible. But he could still be physically attracted to her.. Couldn't he? No. He didn't love her. He hated her. And vice versa. Then it hit him. He looked over to her once more, and saw the emotions in her eyes that he was sure was in his. 'Maybe it was lust..' he began but stopped once he noticed what she was doing.
Her mouth was over his once more, as if in a fight and either of them would do anything to win. He broke away from her, just staring. That same look was in her eyes - he smirked again getting an idea. Grabbing her hand, she started to ask: "Where are we going?" but putting a finger to her lips told her everything was fine and to leave it to him. And that she did. Quickly they made their way to his bedroom, silently closing the door hoping no one would hear what was yet to come.
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(Um.. Just fill the blank and use your imaginations for this part.)
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Light shone through the tinted windows as the girl's eyes slowly opened. Blinking a few times, she groaned at finally waking and tried to stand only to find she couldn't. What was going on here? Looking around, she saw this wasn't her room, and she wasn't dreaming. Glancing next to her, Hermione's eyes went wide with shock and fear as the pale blonde boy slept next to her. Memories and emotions came flooding back to her it almost hurt to realize what had happened and what she had done only a few hours before - with.. well, him.
'What's everyone gonna say? They can't find out. He can't tell anyone. No one must know.. I'm in his. Why did I do that? What the hell came over me?' questions filled her mind once more and sadly she knew all of them couldn't be answered. 'It was my choice, and mine alone. Its done and over with..' she thought silently bringing her legs up to hug her knees. Hermione didn't notice when a pair of cloudy grey eyes opened though and was surprised to see her back towards him.
'What the hell?' were the first things to come to mind then the memories hit him too. "Damnit." he mumbled making her turn around.
"Finally up?" she asked.
"Yes.. What happened?"
"I'm not sure Malfoy. But by the way we're sitting in your bed with no clothes on, I'd say we screwed each other last night but were so caught up in emotions that when we awoke, we had no memories of the night before until we saw each other's horrified faces which were apparently the first things we did see, anyways?" a sarcastic smile crossed her lips. But a sudeen urge of fear came over her when she saw he was smiling back.. not a just a smirk though. A smile that told her something was wrong. She looked at him with a confused look on her face. He glanced at her.
"Malfoy..?"
"Yes?"
"Whats wrong?" Obviously she coulden't hide the fear that was creeping into her voice. Its not everyday Malfoy would seduce a Mudblood and find out the next day they had slept together. Why had she just now realized that?
"Oh nothings wrong Granger. Atleast not for me. Actually, I would say my mission was accomplished."
"What are you talking about?"
"And I thought you were smarter then me. Shame really." he smirked again slightly moving towards her.
"Just answer the question." She could feel tears stinged her eyes but refused to let them fall, and let him see her weak like that.
"I made a plan a few nights ago you see. It was simple really.. Make out with you, earn your trust, get you so into the moment that you woulden't realize what you were doing and finally complete it all by.."
"..Having me here?" she motioned around the room.
"Now you're catching on."
There was silence for a few moments. They both just stared at each other. Hermione's eyes blazed with anger as Malfoy's gleamed with joy and hate. No words could express what she was going on inside her right now. She hated him more every minute realizing she had been another pawn in his endless game and she had lost. He had gained something, and if not careful, could spread it around to the whole school with a glem in his eyes.
The sudden image of all her peers and classmates looking at her differently, and maybe even being expelled came to mind. 'Not the proper thing to do in school' would be what her teachers said, while her classmates whispered rumors and jokes behind her back. Notcing this, the boy began to laugh slightly.
'Woulden't that be so sad if the whole student body knew..' he thought still looking at her. And one more plan came to mind as an evil grin crossed his face.
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A/N: Ahem. o_o; Yeah. I hate this chapter. :D ::Burns it:: I swear, I think these pills I'm on have been messing with my head. E__e; ::Burns those, too:: Uh.. Next chapter (hopefully) will be much better then this one. x.x; I tried to revise it the best I could but yeah. o_o Finally said 'Screw it' and uploaded what I had. XB; Once again, tell me what you think. Thanks.
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Addicted Sinner
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A/N: Yay. New chapter. Thanks for the reviews from last time. Hmm.. Stuff might happen... again. O_o; Not sure. Read and review. Whee. This chapters twisted.. o_o;
Oh and if they do make it that far, I'm not going into anything graphical. XD; That's what you're imaginations are for. o_O;; You've probably read enough fanfics to get some type of picture in your mind though, ne? o_o;
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After lunch more people looked worried and confused about Hermione. They asked what was wrong, and why she didn't go to lunch that day, and even why she almost fell asleep in class (No one would think it possible.) She smiled weakly towards them and told them a short lie, continuing on her way to the Gryffindor Common room. Upon entering it, Hermione saw Ron and Harry playing Wizards chess as usual. Harry smiled to her, and Ron looked more then pleased to see her. "Hi Hermione!" the read head boy said. She nodded in response and smiled back - watching the two boys play. " You alright?" he added half way through the game looking at her, but turned his attention back to the game - a horrified look on his face - when one of Harry's knights had demolished a pawn. "That's not fair!" he cried, looking back up to Harry - who was laughing - then to Hermione who couldn't help but let a small chuckle come through her lips.
"It's alright Ron," she commented. "You'll win." He felt better after that, and nothing else was said except for the murmur of "Knight to E-7", "Queen to G - 10" and the crashing sounds of figures being torn apart.
Back in the Head boy's room though, Draco was getting things ready for that night. He didn't intend for her to fall for him, any thing but that. He just wanted to mess with her head a bit and who knew, maybe she would get back at him. 'Like that's a possibility..' he thought lying down on his bed, feeling more then accomplished. "Who knows," he started. "I might even get more then I expect tonight.." a small, cold laugh came out of his lips before he got up and back to work again.
"Are you coming to Dinner tonight, Hermione?" Harry asked once the came was over with and they were out in the hallways once more. "I don't know.. I still have to finish that project for class that's due soon.."
"You mean the one for McGonagall?!" Ron said, eyes wide.
She nodded with a blank stare on her face.
"That's not due until next month or something! You have all that time, and you want to work on it.. Now?" he asked.
"Yes, I do. Better be safe then sorry Ron. I don't want to end up like you two - finishing it up the last night and getting a barely passing grade." Shades of red came over their faces.
"Alright.. I guess you're right.. Just eat something soon okay? And come out and visit us more?" Harry asked.
Hermione smiled to him. "Of course I will! It's almost done. I just have to finish some of it up. I'll be fine, though." she glanced to Ron who caught her gaze and held it for a few seconds before looking away in the other direction. Obviously, she had meant most of what she said for Ron but Harry understood more, also.
"We're here if you need us." He commented and proceeded to walk to the Great Hall early Ron following right behind. Hermione sighed a bit. How nice and caring they were - yet she couldn't stand them at the same time.
"Guess its only fair." She said to herself, going back towards the Head's common rooms and dorm.
Once again, she was surround by books of all types on the table infront of her. A quill was madly writing down the last few sentences when the same figure from the night before showed up. Suprisingly, he didn't say anything. He just stared at her with a blank expression on his face. She could feel his eyes burning into her, and she didn't like that feeling. It was if he could tell what she was thinking and feeling without her even telling him. She saw his feet move slowly and closer to her until he was standing by her side. Finally not being able to take anymore staring her way, Hermione raised her head, eyes narrowed.
"What do you want, Malfoy? Can't you see I'm trying to finish this up for class? I need to concentrate and I don't need you giving me death glares all the ti-" she was cut off by his lips over hers. Taken aback by this though, Hermione closed her eyes a bit but didn't responded as quickly as the night before. Remembering what happened though, she pushed him away (which was only a few feet or so since she was sitting down) and wiped her mouth, giving him a disgusted look. But inside somewhere she knew she liked it - if only just a bit - no matter how disgusting the thought was to her. Was she feeling something besides hate towards him?
Hermione looked up to see a smirking Malfoy with his arms crossed over his chest.
"So? Was it as good as last night, Granger?"
"Not really, No. I was disgusted the whole time." she tried to hide the nervousness that was building in her body.
"Really now? Seems to me that you weren't disgusted when I let my fingers trail up your leg to your skirt." Her face turned a redder shade as his smirk got wider.
"I was under pressure and couldn't think right." She knew it was a bad lie and he could see right through her, but she was surprised when he came behind her and pushed her back holding her arms on sides of the chair.
'What's he doing..?' she thought.
"Well, Well. I was right then? You have tension? Probably from all this hard work, am I correct?"
No answer. He continued on.
"And.. I would think I'm the only one here who could relive that tension.. Like I said last night." His face was by her neck - not quite touching, but she could feel the breath hit her sending chills up her spine. He smiled at the reaction. Still holding her arms in place on the sides of the chair, he lightly kissed her neck. Closing her eyes, Hermione tried to resist the urge to either kiss him back or punch him - but the kissing urge was winning.
He watched her with great interest, though. How it seemed she had an Angel on one side, and a Devil one the other. The Angel was telling her to get out of there and punch him, go tell Ron and Harry and have them try to curse him (which wouldn't do so well to begin with.) Yet the devil was telling her to give in. And the devil was winning.
He trailed his lips up her neck once more, smiling at her reaction again before letting her arms go. He knew she was either in too much shock to do anything, or just liked it and wanted it to keep going. He crossed infront of her, leaning in. "So what do you say Granger? Am I the one to help you out?" he smirked again as the inner battle with herself kept going. Opening her eyes slightly, brown hues looked into grey ones then a small smile crossed her face. It seemed she had made her decision after all. Bringing her hands up behind his neck, she pulled him closer for another kiss. His hands roamed her body going once more to edge of her skirt and went a few inches closer. Hermione didn't seem to notice this though - as she was too involved with trying to get his jeans off. He just had to smile (however faint it may be) at her sudden courage. Sure, he was using for some type of gain, but it was a good gain - for him, anyways.
'And she has no idea..' he thought as his shirt went to other side of the chair and his jeans would soon be joining it.
He had thought the plan out very carefully the few nights before. But he had never intentionally thought it would go this far (or maybe he did) Shag her once or twice during the night leaving the poor girl senseless, scare the shit out of Harry and Ron by giving them hints on her whereabouts when they asked, having them comfront her and never talking to Granger again. The school would find out, also. Professors would be ashamed..
'Wouldn't that be perfect..' Draco thought once more as he realized they were in their undergarments.
Well, this is something new and unexpected.
Looking at her though a new feeling came over him. It wasn't hate or anger - Not even love. But something else.. How could he ever love someone he hated? It was impossible. But he could still be physically attracted to her.. Couldn't he? No. He didn't love her. He hated her. And vice versa. Then it hit him. He looked over to her once more, and saw the emotions in her eyes that he was sure was in his. 'Maybe it was lust..' he began but stopped once he noticed what she was doing.
Her mouth was over his once more, as if in a fight and either of them would do anything to win. He broke away from her, just staring. That same look was in her eyes - he smirked again getting an idea. Grabbing her hand, she started to ask: "Where are we going?" but putting a finger to her lips told her everything was fine and to leave it to him. And that she did. Quickly they made their way to his bedroom, silently closing the door hoping no one would hear what was yet to come.
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(Um.. Just fill the blank and use your imaginations for this part.)
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Light shone through the tinted windows as the girl's eyes slowly opened. Blinking a few times, she groaned at finally waking and tried to stand only to find she couldn't. What was going on here? Looking around, she saw this wasn't her room, and she wasn't dreaming. Glancing next to her, Hermione's eyes went wide with shock and fear as the pale blonde boy slept next to her. Memories and emotions came flooding back to her it almost hurt to realize what had happened and what she had done only a few hours before - with.. well, him.
'What's everyone gonna say? They can't find out. He can't tell anyone. No one must know.. I'm in his. Why did I do that? What the hell came over me?' questions filled her mind once more and sadly she knew all of them couldn't be answered. 'It was my choice, and mine alone. Its done and over with..' she thought silently bringing her legs up to hug her knees. Hermione didn't notice when a pair of cloudy grey eyes opened though and was surprised to see her back towards him.
'What the hell?' were the first things to come to mind then the memories hit him too. "Damnit." he mumbled making her turn around.
"Finally up?" she asked.
"Yes.. What happened?"
"I'm not sure Malfoy. But by the way we're sitting in your bed with no clothes on, I'd say we screwed each other last night but were so caught up in emotions that when we awoke, we had no memories of the night before until we saw each other's horrified faces which were apparently the first things we did see, anyways?" a sarcastic smile crossed her lips. But a sudeen urge of fear came over her when she saw he was smiling back.. not a just a smirk though. A smile that told her something was wrong. She looked at him with a confused look on her face. He glanced at her.
"Malfoy..?"
"Yes?"
"Whats wrong?" Obviously she coulden't hide the fear that was creeping into her voice. Its not everyday Malfoy would seduce a Mudblood and find out the next day they had slept together. Why had she just now realized that?
"Oh nothings wrong Granger. Atleast not for me. Actually, I would say my mission was accomplished."
"What are you talking about?"
"And I thought you were smarter then me. Shame really." he smirked again slightly moving towards her.
"Just answer the question." She could feel tears stinged her eyes but refused to let them fall, and let him see her weak like that.
"I made a plan a few nights ago you see. It was simple really.. Make out with you, earn your trust, get you so into the moment that you woulden't realize what you were doing and finally complete it all by.."
"..Having me here?" she motioned around the room.
"Now you're catching on."
There was silence for a few moments. They both just stared at each other. Hermione's eyes blazed with anger as Malfoy's gleamed with joy and hate. No words could express what she was going on inside her right now. She hated him more every minute realizing she had been another pawn in his endless game and she had lost. He had gained something, and if not careful, could spread it around to the whole school with a glem in his eyes.
The sudden image of all her peers and classmates looking at her differently, and maybe even being expelled came to mind. 'Not the proper thing to do in school' would be what her teachers said, while her classmates whispered rumors and jokes behind her back. Notcing this, the boy began to laugh slightly.
'Woulden't that be so sad if the whole student body knew..' he thought still looking at her. And one more plan came to mind as an evil grin crossed his face.
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A/N: Ahem. o_o; Yeah. I hate this chapter. :D ::Burns it:: I swear, I think these pills I'm on have been messing with my head. E__e; ::Burns those, too:: Uh.. Next chapter (hopefully) will be much better then this one. x.x; I tried to revise it the best I could but yeah. o_o Finally said 'Screw it' and uploaded what I had. XB; Once again, tell me what you think. Thanks.
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