WARNING: contains sexual content.
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Chapter 3
After the sorting and the feast, Hermione decided she wanted to go check out her new dormitory that she has to share with Malfoy. As she walked down the hall towards it, she looked around and saw that almost nothing has changed since last year. All the halls were the same stone, the stairs still move every 5 minutes. Nope, nothing has changed. Unfortunately though, neither has Malfoy as he walked towards her
further down the hall near their room.
"What are you doing here, Granger?" Malfoy questioned her suspiciously.
"I am going to my room, if you must know, not like it is any business to you," she replied coolly.
"Why are you not down with Potty and Weasel in their commons room telling then every detail about our little…how should I put this…charade?" Malfoy asked, stepping closer to Hermione.
"I…I…none of your business!" she snapped, holding her ground.
"Oh? A little touchy here are we?" he challenged, stepping even closer to her to the point that they are almost touching. "Maybe I should teach you another lesson? We wouldn't want to hate each other this whole year, do we?"
"I…oh, leave me alone!" she cried out as Malfoy pulled out his wand from his robes and muttered a spell to tie her hands behind her back. He swept her up and walked the rest of the way to their dormitory. He swiftly walked in and tossed her onto the couch, bending down kiss to her aggressively, very much like the one from before. She struggled as he climbed on her and grabbed her breasts roughly.
"Siliento!" he said, as he broke the kiss only to force down even harder than before, probing his tongue through her teeth to swirl with hers. His hands ran along her stomach and stopped short of her navel. He teased her as his fingernails lightly ran over it back and forth, giving her chills. He stopped and slipped his hands through her short skirt and panties and forced 3 fingers in her immediately, not giving her body time to adjust. Hermione tried to pull back as Malfoy only just got harder and faster with each thrust. He pulled away from his kiss to see the pain in her eyes deepen.
'Oh, please just let this end,' Hermione pleaded with him silently. 'If he is going to go all the way with me, let him do it quick and get it over with!'
But he didn't do it. It was like he can read her mind or something and he does the exact opposite of what she wants. He doesn't want to do it quick. He wants to do it slowly and agonizing. He wants control.
He got off of her, muttered, "Inerviate," which took off both the silent spell and the rope tie spell and walked quickly to his room, leaving Hermione there on the couch.
'Why did I just do that?' Malfoy though to himself, throwing himself on his bed, 'I should have gone all the way. Am I so weak that just a look from her can make me stop? I have caused a disgrace to myself. Next time I won't let her look at me. That way, nothing can stop me.'
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'Why did he do that? He could have done it. Not that I'm complaining,' she added hastily. Hermione stood up to walk to her room so she could think this over a bit more and not have to run into Malfoy again. She let herself fall onto her bed and under the covers. 'Maybe I'll think this over tomorrow…this bed is awfully warm.'
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Hermione woke up suddenly the next morning to her alarm clock which set off at exactly 6:30am. An alarming headache reminded her of the incident last night between herself and Malfoy. "Uhgg…" she groaned. At the thought of his probing hands all over her, she shivered. "I need to take a shower," she thought aloud, "maybe that could get rid of this horrible feeling."
She got up and walked toward the bathroom that she shared with Malfoy and opened only to find Malfoy just stepping into the bathtub.
"I…I…"she stuttered.
"Welcome, Granger, care to join me?" he asked.
She just stood there at the foot of the bathroom, transfixed, at the sight of him.
"Am I really that interesting? Well, come to think of it, I suppose I am," he said, smirking.
Finally coming to her senses, Hermione ran out of the bathroom and back into her room. 'Maybe I can visit the prefect's bathroom again.' She gathered all her bath stuff and made a list: towel, check, shampoo, check, conditioner, check, body wash, check, clothes, check, robes, check, wand, check.
She made her way slowly and carefully out of her room so as to not run into or alert Malfoy again. When she saw that the path was clear, she ran through the dormitory and out the door. She didn't stop running into she was almost halfway to the prefects bathroom, and then she walked quickly. She couldn't wait to get this icky feeling off of her. She rounded the corner and saw the door at the end of the corridor. Hermione sped up a little more quickly to get there faster. At the door, she mumbled the password that Ginny gave her yesterday and walked in. She was extremely relieved to find that it was empty. Hermione set down her stuff, picking out her shampoo and conditioner, and walked over to the Olympic-sized bathtub, complete with heater and 10 different smells that come out of faucets situated around the tub.
She took off her robe and underclothes and stepped into the bathtub. Hermione swam towards one of the faucets. It said Lavender engraved in it. She turned it on halfway. Next, she swam to the one that said Strawberry, 'Hmm…nice.' She turned that one on, too. She floated to all of them and turned them on as well. 'I should smell nice tonight,' she smiled, happily, forgetting all about Malfoy and his sick intentions.
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