For What It's Worth
~hotsleekeyz~
Chapter 5
Rendered Fervor
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"Granger, I--- I want to look after you after what happened today and it seems you'll keep me thinking if you're not to agree"
Hermione rested her sleepy head on Draco's shoulder. "I reckon that you've helped much already. Saving me back there, indebts me greatly to you"
"Don't think of it that way. I just did what I had to do. The moment Malcolm asked me to leave the room I just stayed outside. I knew well what he was planning and so I waited for anything wrong to happen. It's expected really"
"Why do you know him that much?"
"We had some times together when the family would have reunions and social gatherings every so often at the manor. My father also informs me a lot about them so I guess that's the reason why I knew what to expect"
"Oh, alright. Um, Malfoy, I'm getting very sleep. Do you mind if we stay here for the night?"
Draco took his silence and then promptly replied, "Of course, if you want to. But I could offer carrying you back to your dormitory, I won't mind"
Hermione snuggled herself closer to Draco. She felt that she was getting cold as there was no window to impede the cool air from rushing in the tower. "It's okay Malfoy. Let's just stay here. . . I bet Harry and Ron wouldn't be pleased to know that you carried me all the way there. . . *yawn* "
Draco put his arm around Hermione and took her in a warm embrace. He felt Hermione shiver in his arms that he decided to take off his robe and put it around Hermione.
"Thanks Malfoy", said Hermione with her eyes already shut.
"No worries"
Draco simply stared at the evening sky before him. He seemed to have been lulled into sleep as well by the mere sweet scent of Hermione. "Granger?"
"Hm?"
"Good night"
"Good night Draco"
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Malcolm fumed mad as he eavesdropped on Draco and Hermione's conversation. He was hiding beyond the wall that separated the stairs from the room where the two were. "This is not fair Draco. I'll get back at you!"
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It was 3:30 in the morning and the sun was barely up. Hermione opened her eyes gently as she felt that her back was dead. It was numb. She tried to stretch her arms but to no avail. There she was, still in the arms of Draco Malfoy.
A voice startled Hermione. "Up already?"
"Yeah. I felt my back hurt"
Draco opened his eyes as well and witnessed Hermione even more beautiful when she just woke up. "Okay, let me help you there"
Hermione raised her hands in defense. "It's okay. I'll just stretch a bit. You could get back to sleep"
Draco pulled Hermione closer and positioned her so that her back was facing him. He took his robe off Hermione and removed Hermione's as well.
"What are you doing?" asked Hermione who seemed to have woken up fully.
"I'll just give you a massage", Draco said simply.
"Uh, okay"
Caring, warm hands immediately held Hermione. Though she was still in her uniform, she could easily feel how warm Draco's hands were.
Draco was serious with his hands that he kindly caressed Hermione on her shoulders. . . down her torso, to the area of her slim waist. Hermione tried to suppress her groans as she never felt more relieved in her whole life.
"Where did you learn how to do this?" asked Hermione as she shut her eyes again in satisfaction.
"I have no idea. Just had the knack for it once I held my mum's hand and sort of massaged it"
Draco continued with his work when he felt himself being aroused by the mere thought that there he was, down with holding a woman in his grasp and they were alone in an abandoned room where no one would think of entering.
When his hand reached Hermione's shoulder again, Draco was caught surprised that Hermione took her hand over his.
Hermione turned her head towards Draco and then went after the pale hand in hers. She kissed Draco's hand and went after Draco's gray eyes.
Too much tension grew between them. . .
Draco wanted to kiss Hermione's full lips but he knew well not to. He turned his head away and went back to giving Hermione a massage. . .
But Hermione stopped him once more.
She twisted her body waist up and leant nearer onto Draco. Their lips were three inches apart when Draco was able to gather much courage to say something. "I, uh, Granger, I reckon we have to go back to our dormitories"
"What's the rush Malfoy? We have until sunrise. . ."
Draco held Hermione's cheek in his palm and said, "No Granger. We're not doing this. Not yet"
Hermione pulled away and asked, "Why?"
"We still have no commitment whatsoever and whatever happens to you, I wouldn't be liable for it. . . and if ever something happens to you, I don't want you to take all the blame on yourself. So before we do this, I want you to think about it"
"Draco, I'm yours since last night. . ."
"Did I take you as mine?"
"No, but I surrendered myself to you. . ."
Hermione plunged in for a quick kiss and parted from Draco at once.
"Granger, are we? You know---"
"Answer that questi---"
"Yes", said Draco without letting Hermione finish her statement
With that, Draco came after Hermione's lips hungrily and started to undress her. He took off Hermione's shirt off, leaving her only with her white brassiere and skirt. They went back to feeling each other's lips as both their hands explored through the skin---the virgin flesh of two beautiful creatures whose Fates crossed for the first time yet again. . .
Draco leant onto Hermione's ear and whispered, "You're beautiful Hermione. . ."
He felt Hermione's cheek tensed into a smirk. Draco continued sending Hermione feather-light kisses on her pure flesh while Hermione surrendered into her lustful moans.
Draco led her hand up Hermione's breast and gently fondled it. Hermione gasped and felt her abdomen tighten at Draco's touch. She was overly intoxicated at the slow-moving, caring motion of Draco's hand over her well- rounded bosoms.
"Be gentle love. . . You break it, it's considered sold"
Draco snorted over Hermione's shoulder and said, "Granger!"
Hermione giggled at what she just did. "Kidding love. I just wanted you to take some air. You weren't breathing. . ." she kissed Draco's lips once more and Draco generously returned with more ardor.
"You're breath-taking, mind you"
"Really now?"
Draco placed another kiss on Hermione's lips.
"But of course. Not you are if you kill me before the sun rises"
"That won't happen dear", said Hermione as he took of Draco's shirt to reveal a perfectly toned upper body. "Whatthef*ck do you do with THAT?"
Draco chuckled discreetly and replied, "Easy dear, I exercise EVERY night. . ."
Hermione shout a threatening glare at Draco. "Oh no you don't!"
"What were you thinking?"
"Oh god Malfoy you're such a pig!"
"What did I say? I exercise every night in my room doing crunches, stretching, and jogging in place. . . Wait a second, you thought I was---"
"Okay you win"
"I won't let this pass Ms. Granger. For your information, I haven't done what you were thinking even once in my life"
Hermione plunged hungrily into Draco's lips once more and asked, "Not once? How about Parkinson?"
"You're a pig Granger. I haven't done it before mind you"
"I don't believe you"
Draco led his head lower to the space between Hermione's expecting breasts and stopped over the lock at the middle of the bra. "You have to"
He clenched the lock of Hermione's bra with his teeth and unlocked it easily.
Hermione gasped and voiced, "See, I have full reason not to believe you"
Draco went after Hermione's lips once more and locked it more passionately. He gently slit out his tongue and motioned for Hermione to gain him access. Hermione opened slightly her constraints and touched Draco's tongue with hers. Their flesh danced in the melody of the soft breeze with the steady beats of their hearts. . . "Shut up. You talk too much"
Draco deepened his penetration and never let Hermione grasp some air. He was hungry for the goddess-like woman he never envisioned himself to spend his first time with. Draco took his warm hand through Hermione's bra that was partly flung open after he unhooked it with his teeth. Slowly and caringly, he caressed Hermione's left breast as he didn't stop exchanging liquids with her. Hermione's taut nipple was aching in desire as Draco's fingers traced over it, teasing it well before Draco could have gone any further.
"You're perfect Hermione. . ." whispered Draco at last after he pulled away from Hermione's possessed lips. He then moved back to where he used to be and felt the warmth that Hermione emitted in between her firm bosom. Draco led his mouth over the other breast and licked teasingly over Hermione's taut nipple. Hermione was again moaning in pleasure that she felt herself getting wet the more that Draco held them.
Draco was driving her mad. . .
"Oh god Draco, I can't hold it in much longer, I---"
Without a word, Draco went after Hermione's knickers and took it away roughly. Hermione was dying in excitement though her head was taken into a swirl of delight and ecstasy. In no time, she felt that Draco was holding the flesh of her inner thigh, caressing it caringly in circular motion. It aroused Hermione even more that she had to hold on to Draco's head and shove it down to where she wanted him to be. In the faint light that illuminated their skin, Hermione saw the smirk she was dying for.
Without wasting any time, Hermione led her back to the cold floor and gave Draco easier access. She felt that Draco was already at it when she sensed that it was Draco's finger tracing over her wet opening. Hermione's breathing was deep and agonized that she uttered, "Draco. . . " in a hoarse voice. Not to prolong Hermione's agony, Draco rubbed his finger over the opening to Hermione's womanhood and searched for her clit. Once he had it, he carried on rubbing it as Hermione groaned even louder, making Draco wet himself. The pace went on faster and faster until Draco stopped and teased Hermione who was all sweaty and delirious.
Draco inserted a finger inside Hermione's womanhood and took it out. He went on inserting it and pumping it in and out at a faster rate that he used to rub the clit with. Hermione was breathing so hard as he blurted out Draco's name tediously. Another finger entered Hermione and she felt herself that she was about to explode. "Draco. . .stop"
Draco just gave his evil smirk and went on inserting his fingers in and out faster. He surprised Hermione when he plunged his lips at the opening as he took the obstruction aside with his free hand. He licked hungrily over Hermione's clit and sucked on it like there was no tomorrow.
Hermione was holding it in as hard as she could but it was simply perfect. . . she come on Draco's mouth as Draco feasted over the juice.
Draco licked back up to Hermione's navel, up the space between her breasts. . . he want back after Hermione's moist lips as he suppressed Hermione's panting, giving Hermione a chance to breathe. When Draco pulled away, Hermione voiced, "You're going to kill me. . ."
"Not yet you won't. . . we're not done yet"
Slowly, Draco positioned himself over Hermione. He took his pants off and threw it away carelessly. He melded his body over Hermione's, too close that his firm chest was resting over Hermione's breast. Though reluctantly and unsure, Draco inserted his crotch up Hermione's womanhood and slowly motioned for better penetration. He heard Hermione's painful groan and so he asked, "Are you alright?" Still with her eyes shut, Hermione responded, "I'm okay. . ."
Draco hinted the pain in Hermione's voice that he gently pulled his crotch out and slowly put it back in. He repeated the motion several times before he paced faster. As soon as he felt that Hermione's muscles had relaxed, he went faster pumping in and out of Hermione.
"Draco. . .", moaned Hermione as she drowned herself in absolute pleasure.
"Hush love. . ." said Draco in attempt to silence Hermione. He knew what Hermione had in mind but he won't allow her.
"Draco, let's save that for later. . ." Hermione was to push Draco off her so that they could change positions but Draco didn't allow her to.
"No Hermione. It's our first and I'll do all the work." Draco kissed Hermione on her forehead and continued penetrating through Hermione.
Groans and moans filled the abandoned room at the Astronomy Tower. Draco was also suffering in delight of having that woman there with him.
They were both filled with satisfaction that they didn't feel that they were both nearing their climax. Draco was pumping even faster and rougher while Hermione had her hands engulfed into her lush auburn curls. Both of them were near mad that Draco had to get back at Hermione's lips to suppress his groans.
A few more and they reached their peak. . .
Draco released the seed inside Hermione. . .
Hermione was able to open her eyes at last and she stared dreamily into Draco's tired eyes. "Love, you were perfect. . ."
"You are Hermione. . ."
Draco panted atop Hermione and he soon rolled off to his side and lay beside Hermione on the floor. He was left with no piece of clothing while Hermione's skirt was flung open.
Silence soon won over them and then Draco took Hermione's hand in his. "I love you Hermione. . . I'm sorry everything came too fast"
"I love you too Draco but don't be sorry for anything. It took six years in the making." Hermione led her face to Draco and smiled at him. Draco, who was already staring at Hermione, smiled back. "You were just perfect. It wouldn't have turned out any better"
Hermione smiled and she quickly shut her eyes. She was tired and the stupor that won over her during the night took tow on her again. Draco saw that he was witnessing Hermione take a rest that all he managed doing was take his robe and spread it over them as he was too tired himself. Under his cloak, he took Hermione in his embrace while Hermione did the same. Their bodies were in tact and they slept through the remaining hours until the sun rose. . .
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Harry was still awake in his bedroom, seemingly not visited by sleep. He wasn't able to sleep the whole night that he kept on turning around under the sheets of his bed.
He was so restless that he decided to get up and look for Neville's penknife. He went over the latter's desk and sure enough found it there. He took it with him over his bed as he sat down and stared at it.
//If I do this again, Hermione will do the same. . . But I can't sacrifice my own quiet for her, now could I?. . . God Hermione, why did you have to do that? I'm not worthy of your love. . .//
After convincing himself that he needed to keep his calm, he surrendered to the invitation of the cold metal. He placed it over his wrist and gently ran it over his pulse.
Harry groaned agonized, as his roommates were sound asleep. He decided he could do with another one and so he placed it yet again on his wrist and struck it slowly over his thin skin. The lesion he created spurted out blood for a few seconds until it subsided.
Mad as he was, Harry took the weapon over his already-vandalized wrist and made more cuts as if he wanted to end his life in loss of blood. His blood flowed freely out of his wounds. . .
His groans, suppressed as they are, awakened Ron at once. "Harry?"
Harry remained silent though the pain throbbed hard through his flesh.
Ron wasn't convinced that he woke up for nothing and so he walked over to Harry's bed and saw the sorrowful-looking lad bleeding profusely insane.
"Harry! What have you done this time?"
"Ron, I don't know. I can't sleep. The silence is making me mad"
"I'm bringing you to Madam Pomfrey whether you like it or not"
"No Ron! Just perform a healing spell on it. It'd be fine. I can't do it myself. The one who did the cut can't do the healing himself. Just take your wand and flick it over the wounds"
Ron ran over to his desk and grabbed hold of his wand. In one flick, the wounds closed up and they seemed to have existed only through the ugly scars that were left.
"Come on Harry. This is serious matter. Why would you do something like that? You could have died if I didn't wake up"
"I'm sorry Ron. I had the urge to cut again and when I did a few, my hands seemed to control themselves and it didn't stop. I didn't plan on this I swear"
"What's the problem Harry? You know you could always talk it over with me"
"It's Hermione. . ."
Silence won over Ron and soon he was able to ask, "What? It's Hermione that caused you to cut again?"
"Yes. I reckon I love her ever since but I know I'm not deserving of any affection from her. I can't give her what is due her. I could give only enough. . . I could never be the man for her Ron. It's just not possible. . ."
"You opened your flesh over that? Harry, there are loads of girls dying to have you and you just don't see it. Why do you need to sulk on this when you could choose other women aside from Mione?"
"I don't know Ron. I must've loved her way back I was just too afraid to admit it"
Ron pulled Harry's uninjured arm up from the bed.
"Where are we going?" asked Harry confused.
"Hermione"
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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Oh god the lemon scene came earlier than expected! I was typing away when it all led to that scene. Oh jeez. I should've saved that for another fic *frowns*. It even turned out rushed. It s*cks big time and it could've turned out better if I didn't do this tonight [sorry, adrenaline rush of my fingers, typing madly at the moment. Can't stop it, sorry]
Anyway, I hope you did enjoy this installment and that you'd hold on to the next chapters. I will answer your reviews in the next chappie [I hope I won't forget again]
Ciao!
Chapter 5
Rendered Fervor
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"Granger, I--- I want to look after you after what happened today and it seems you'll keep me thinking if you're not to agree"
Hermione rested her sleepy head on Draco's shoulder. "I reckon that you've helped much already. Saving me back there, indebts me greatly to you"
"Don't think of it that way. I just did what I had to do. The moment Malcolm asked me to leave the room I just stayed outside. I knew well what he was planning and so I waited for anything wrong to happen. It's expected really"
"Why do you know him that much?"
"We had some times together when the family would have reunions and social gatherings every so often at the manor. My father also informs me a lot about them so I guess that's the reason why I knew what to expect"
"Oh, alright. Um, Malfoy, I'm getting very sleep. Do you mind if we stay here for the night?"
Draco took his silence and then promptly replied, "Of course, if you want to. But I could offer carrying you back to your dormitory, I won't mind"
Hermione snuggled herself closer to Draco. She felt that she was getting cold as there was no window to impede the cool air from rushing in the tower. "It's okay Malfoy. Let's just stay here. . . I bet Harry and Ron wouldn't be pleased to know that you carried me all the way there. . . *yawn* "
Draco put his arm around Hermione and took her in a warm embrace. He felt Hermione shiver in his arms that he decided to take off his robe and put it around Hermione.
"Thanks Malfoy", said Hermione with her eyes already shut.
"No worries"
Draco simply stared at the evening sky before him. He seemed to have been lulled into sleep as well by the mere sweet scent of Hermione. "Granger?"
"Hm?"
"Good night"
"Good night Draco"
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Malcolm fumed mad as he eavesdropped on Draco and Hermione's conversation. He was hiding beyond the wall that separated the stairs from the room where the two were. "This is not fair Draco. I'll get back at you!"
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It was 3:30 in the morning and the sun was barely up. Hermione opened her eyes gently as she felt that her back was dead. It was numb. She tried to stretch her arms but to no avail. There she was, still in the arms of Draco Malfoy.
A voice startled Hermione. "Up already?"
"Yeah. I felt my back hurt"
Draco opened his eyes as well and witnessed Hermione even more beautiful when she just woke up. "Okay, let me help you there"
Hermione raised her hands in defense. "It's okay. I'll just stretch a bit. You could get back to sleep"
Draco pulled Hermione closer and positioned her so that her back was facing him. He took his robe off Hermione and removed Hermione's as well.
"What are you doing?" asked Hermione who seemed to have woken up fully.
"I'll just give you a massage", Draco said simply.
"Uh, okay"
Caring, warm hands immediately held Hermione. Though she was still in her uniform, she could easily feel how warm Draco's hands were.
Draco was serious with his hands that he kindly caressed Hermione on her shoulders. . . down her torso, to the area of her slim waist. Hermione tried to suppress her groans as she never felt more relieved in her whole life.
"Where did you learn how to do this?" asked Hermione as she shut her eyes again in satisfaction.
"I have no idea. Just had the knack for it once I held my mum's hand and sort of massaged it"
Draco continued with his work when he felt himself being aroused by the mere thought that there he was, down with holding a woman in his grasp and they were alone in an abandoned room where no one would think of entering.
When his hand reached Hermione's shoulder again, Draco was caught surprised that Hermione took her hand over his.
Hermione turned her head towards Draco and then went after the pale hand in hers. She kissed Draco's hand and went after Draco's gray eyes.
Too much tension grew between them. . .
Draco wanted to kiss Hermione's full lips but he knew well not to. He turned his head away and went back to giving Hermione a massage. . .
But Hermione stopped him once more.
She twisted her body waist up and leant nearer onto Draco. Their lips were three inches apart when Draco was able to gather much courage to say something. "I, uh, Granger, I reckon we have to go back to our dormitories"
"What's the rush Malfoy? We have until sunrise. . ."
Draco held Hermione's cheek in his palm and said, "No Granger. We're not doing this. Not yet"
Hermione pulled away and asked, "Why?"
"We still have no commitment whatsoever and whatever happens to you, I wouldn't be liable for it. . . and if ever something happens to you, I don't want you to take all the blame on yourself. So before we do this, I want you to think about it"
"Draco, I'm yours since last night. . ."
"Did I take you as mine?"
"No, but I surrendered myself to you. . ."
Hermione plunged in for a quick kiss and parted from Draco at once.
"Granger, are we? You know---"
"Answer that questi---"
"Yes", said Draco without letting Hermione finish her statement
With that, Draco came after Hermione's lips hungrily and started to undress her. He took off Hermione's shirt off, leaving her only with her white brassiere and skirt. They went back to feeling each other's lips as both their hands explored through the skin---the virgin flesh of two beautiful creatures whose Fates crossed for the first time yet again. . .
Draco leant onto Hermione's ear and whispered, "You're beautiful Hermione. . ."
He felt Hermione's cheek tensed into a smirk. Draco continued sending Hermione feather-light kisses on her pure flesh while Hermione surrendered into her lustful moans.
Draco led her hand up Hermione's breast and gently fondled it. Hermione gasped and felt her abdomen tighten at Draco's touch. She was overly intoxicated at the slow-moving, caring motion of Draco's hand over her well- rounded bosoms.
"Be gentle love. . . You break it, it's considered sold"
Draco snorted over Hermione's shoulder and said, "Granger!"
Hermione giggled at what she just did. "Kidding love. I just wanted you to take some air. You weren't breathing. . ." she kissed Draco's lips once more and Draco generously returned with more ardor.
"You're breath-taking, mind you"
"Really now?"
Draco placed another kiss on Hermione's lips.
"But of course. Not you are if you kill me before the sun rises"
"That won't happen dear", said Hermione as he took of Draco's shirt to reveal a perfectly toned upper body. "Whatthef*ck do you do with THAT?"
Draco chuckled discreetly and replied, "Easy dear, I exercise EVERY night. . ."
Hermione shout a threatening glare at Draco. "Oh no you don't!"
"What were you thinking?"
"Oh god Malfoy you're such a pig!"
"What did I say? I exercise every night in my room doing crunches, stretching, and jogging in place. . . Wait a second, you thought I was---"
"Okay you win"
"I won't let this pass Ms. Granger. For your information, I haven't done what you were thinking even once in my life"
Hermione plunged hungrily into Draco's lips once more and asked, "Not once? How about Parkinson?"
"You're a pig Granger. I haven't done it before mind you"
"I don't believe you"
Draco led his head lower to the space between Hermione's expecting breasts and stopped over the lock at the middle of the bra. "You have to"
He clenched the lock of Hermione's bra with his teeth and unlocked it easily.
Hermione gasped and voiced, "See, I have full reason not to believe you"
Draco went after Hermione's lips once more and locked it more passionately. He gently slit out his tongue and motioned for Hermione to gain him access. Hermione opened slightly her constraints and touched Draco's tongue with hers. Their flesh danced in the melody of the soft breeze with the steady beats of their hearts. . . "Shut up. You talk too much"
Draco deepened his penetration and never let Hermione grasp some air. He was hungry for the goddess-like woman he never envisioned himself to spend his first time with. Draco took his warm hand through Hermione's bra that was partly flung open after he unhooked it with his teeth. Slowly and caringly, he caressed Hermione's left breast as he didn't stop exchanging liquids with her. Hermione's taut nipple was aching in desire as Draco's fingers traced over it, teasing it well before Draco could have gone any further.
"You're perfect Hermione. . ." whispered Draco at last after he pulled away from Hermione's possessed lips. He then moved back to where he used to be and felt the warmth that Hermione emitted in between her firm bosom. Draco led his mouth over the other breast and licked teasingly over Hermione's taut nipple. Hermione was again moaning in pleasure that she felt herself getting wet the more that Draco held them.
Draco was driving her mad. . .
"Oh god Draco, I can't hold it in much longer, I---"
Without a word, Draco went after Hermione's knickers and took it away roughly. Hermione was dying in excitement though her head was taken into a swirl of delight and ecstasy. In no time, she felt that Draco was holding the flesh of her inner thigh, caressing it caringly in circular motion. It aroused Hermione even more that she had to hold on to Draco's head and shove it down to where she wanted him to be. In the faint light that illuminated their skin, Hermione saw the smirk she was dying for.
Without wasting any time, Hermione led her back to the cold floor and gave Draco easier access. She felt that Draco was already at it when she sensed that it was Draco's finger tracing over her wet opening. Hermione's breathing was deep and agonized that she uttered, "Draco. . . " in a hoarse voice. Not to prolong Hermione's agony, Draco rubbed his finger over the opening to Hermione's womanhood and searched for her clit. Once he had it, he carried on rubbing it as Hermione groaned even louder, making Draco wet himself. The pace went on faster and faster until Draco stopped and teased Hermione who was all sweaty and delirious.
Draco inserted a finger inside Hermione's womanhood and took it out. He went on inserting it and pumping it in and out at a faster rate that he used to rub the clit with. Hermione was breathing so hard as he blurted out Draco's name tediously. Another finger entered Hermione and she felt herself that she was about to explode. "Draco. . .stop"
Draco just gave his evil smirk and went on inserting his fingers in and out faster. He surprised Hermione when he plunged his lips at the opening as he took the obstruction aside with his free hand. He licked hungrily over Hermione's clit and sucked on it like there was no tomorrow.
Hermione was holding it in as hard as she could but it was simply perfect. . . she come on Draco's mouth as Draco feasted over the juice.
Draco licked back up to Hermione's navel, up the space between her breasts. . . he want back after Hermione's moist lips as he suppressed Hermione's panting, giving Hermione a chance to breathe. When Draco pulled away, Hermione voiced, "You're going to kill me. . ."
"Not yet you won't. . . we're not done yet"
Slowly, Draco positioned himself over Hermione. He took his pants off and threw it away carelessly. He melded his body over Hermione's, too close that his firm chest was resting over Hermione's breast. Though reluctantly and unsure, Draco inserted his crotch up Hermione's womanhood and slowly motioned for better penetration. He heard Hermione's painful groan and so he asked, "Are you alright?" Still with her eyes shut, Hermione responded, "I'm okay. . ."
Draco hinted the pain in Hermione's voice that he gently pulled his crotch out and slowly put it back in. He repeated the motion several times before he paced faster. As soon as he felt that Hermione's muscles had relaxed, he went faster pumping in and out of Hermione.
"Draco. . .", moaned Hermione as she drowned herself in absolute pleasure.
"Hush love. . ." said Draco in attempt to silence Hermione. He knew what Hermione had in mind but he won't allow her.
"Draco, let's save that for later. . ." Hermione was to push Draco off her so that they could change positions but Draco didn't allow her to.
"No Hermione. It's our first and I'll do all the work." Draco kissed Hermione on her forehead and continued penetrating through Hermione.
Groans and moans filled the abandoned room at the Astronomy Tower. Draco was also suffering in delight of having that woman there with him.
They were both filled with satisfaction that they didn't feel that they were both nearing their climax. Draco was pumping even faster and rougher while Hermione had her hands engulfed into her lush auburn curls. Both of them were near mad that Draco had to get back at Hermione's lips to suppress his groans.
A few more and they reached their peak. . .
Draco released the seed inside Hermione. . .
Hermione was able to open her eyes at last and she stared dreamily into Draco's tired eyes. "Love, you were perfect. . ."
"You are Hermione. . ."
Draco panted atop Hermione and he soon rolled off to his side and lay beside Hermione on the floor. He was left with no piece of clothing while Hermione's skirt was flung open.
Silence soon won over them and then Draco took Hermione's hand in his. "I love you Hermione. . . I'm sorry everything came too fast"
"I love you too Draco but don't be sorry for anything. It took six years in the making." Hermione led her face to Draco and smiled at him. Draco, who was already staring at Hermione, smiled back. "You were just perfect. It wouldn't have turned out any better"
Hermione smiled and she quickly shut her eyes. She was tired and the stupor that won over her during the night took tow on her again. Draco saw that he was witnessing Hermione take a rest that all he managed doing was take his robe and spread it over them as he was too tired himself. Under his cloak, he took Hermione in his embrace while Hermione did the same. Their bodies were in tact and they slept through the remaining hours until the sun rose. . .
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Harry was still awake in his bedroom, seemingly not visited by sleep. He wasn't able to sleep the whole night that he kept on turning around under the sheets of his bed.
He was so restless that he decided to get up and look for Neville's penknife. He went over the latter's desk and sure enough found it there. He took it with him over his bed as he sat down and stared at it.
//If I do this again, Hermione will do the same. . . But I can't sacrifice my own quiet for her, now could I?. . . God Hermione, why did you have to do that? I'm not worthy of your love. . .//
After convincing himself that he needed to keep his calm, he surrendered to the invitation of the cold metal. He placed it over his wrist and gently ran it over his pulse.
Harry groaned agonized, as his roommates were sound asleep. He decided he could do with another one and so he placed it yet again on his wrist and struck it slowly over his thin skin. The lesion he created spurted out blood for a few seconds until it subsided.
Mad as he was, Harry took the weapon over his already-vandalized wrist and made more cuts as if he wanted to end his life in loss of blood. His blood flowed freely out of his wounds. . .
His groans, suppressed as they are, awakened Ron at once. "Harry?"
Harry remained silent though the pain throbbed hard through his flesh.
Ron wasn't convinced that he woke up for nothing and so he walked over to Harry's bed and saw the sorrowful-looking lad bleeding profusely insane.
"Harry! What have you done this time?"
"Ron, I don't know. I can't sleep. The silence is making me mad"
"I'm bringing you to Madam Pomfrey whether you like it or not"
"No Ron! Just perform a healing spell on it. It'd be fine. I can't do it myself. The one who did the cut can't do the healing himself. Just take your wand and flick it over the wounds"
Ron ran over to his desk and grabbed hold of his wand. In one flick, the wounds closed up and they seemed to have existed only through the ugly scars that were left.
"Come on Harry. This is serious matter. Why would you do something like that? You could have died if I didn't wake up"
"I'm sorry Ron. I had the urge to cut again and when I did a few, my hands seemed to control themselves and it didn't stop. I didn't plan on this I swear"
"What's the problem Harry? You know you could always talk it over with me"
"It's Hermione. . ."
Silence won over Ron and soon he was able to ask, "What? It's Hermione that caused you to cut again?"
"Yes. I reckon I love her ever since but I know I'm not deserving of any affection from her. I can't give her what is due her. I could give only enough. . . I could never be the man for her Ron. It's just not possible. . ."
"You opened your flesh over that? Harry, there are loads of girls dying to have you and you just don't see it. Why do you need to sulk on this when you could choose other women aside from Mione?"
"I don't know Ron. I must've loved her way back I was just too afraid to admit it"
Ron pulled Harry's uninjured arm up from the bed.
"Where are we going?" asked Harry confused.
"Hermione"
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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Oh god the lemon scene came earlier than expected! I was typing away when it all led to that scene. Oh jeez. I should've saved that for another fic *frowns*. It even turned out rushed. It s*cks big time and it could've turned out better if I didn't do this tonight [sorry, adrenaline rush of my fingers, typing madly at the moment. Can't stop it, sorry]
Anyway, I hope you did enjoy this installment and that you'd hold on to the next chapters. I will answer your reviews in the next chappie [I hope I won't forget again]
Ciao!
