Umm…Warning again! Sexual Content.
~Disclaimer~ I own not only one, but two characters now! Jonathon Spencer and Professor Quaidar! However, the rest belongs to Rowling.
Chapter 6
Hermione's POV
"May I use the restroom?" Hermione asked politely.
"Of course you can," replied Professor Quaidar.
"Thank you," she answered, standing up to leave.
Hermione whistled as she turned the corner. She stopped, though, as she heard something at the end of the hall. She scrambled back around the corner and looked back. It was Malfoy!
Hermione tried to go a different way to another bathroom but it was too late. He saw her.
"Hey Granger! Skipping class?" called Malfoy.
"No," Hermione said confidently. "I happen to be going to the bathroom."
"Granger? Little Miss Perfect? Going to the bathroom? To do what??!" Malfoy asked incredulously.
"Oh, gross. That's so gross. You're sick Malfoy." Hermione replied, disgusted, trying to get past him.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Umm…the bathroom? Duh, where else?" Hermione said, sarcastically. "Now let me past."
"Why should I? Give me a good reason and I'll let you past."
"I'm Head Girl," Hermione replied, automatically.
"Not good enough." Malfoy grabbed her waist and pulled her toward him. "You know, I haven't had my kiss in a while."
"Malfoy, just leave me…..." Hermione said, trying at the attempt to get him away from her but failing miserable as he pulled her closer and kissed her, his right hand at the small of her back, pressing, and his left hand at the back of her neck.
Malfoy cast an invisibility spell on both of them as he dragged her towards the wall and pressed her against it. He trapped her as he wrapped his legs around her, shutting her between him.
"You say even one word and I'll put the silent spell on you. You understand me?" Malfoy threatened.
Hermione said nothing as she struggled desperately against his tight grasp on her waist.
"Answer me!" Malfoy demanded, slapping her hard across her face, leaving a bright red mark on her cheek.
Hermione was stunned. Whack! He slapped her again. Pained, she looked straight into his eyes and spat.
"Don't ever hit me again!" she screamed.
"Siliento!" Malfoy yelled. "You will pay for that Mudblood. You are never going to spit on me again."
Hermione struggled as Malfoy successfully tore her robes off and traced his hands down her stomach. Slipped his hands under her shirt and pulled it off. Now only in her jeans and bra, Hermione felt very self-conscious, even though she knew she was invisible to passersby.
Malfoy wrapped his arms around her and felt for her bra snap. In finding it, he unsnapped it and tossed it to the side.
"Oh, very nice. I didn't think you had anything under all those clothes you wear." Malfoy sneered, staring at her chest.
Hermione desperately tried covering herself but was unsuccessful as Malfoy placed the rope-bound spell upon her.
'Grr…now how am I going to escape? Certainly not while he has me pinned down!' Hermione thought.
Hermione gasped as she felt a warm mouth on her right breast.
"You like that, huh? Feel nice? What about this…" He bit her hard while tugging at it. He continued till it was swollen and red; then switched to the other one doing the same thing.
Hermione began to get real frightened now. 'What if he does it? Will I be able to handle it? I don't know if I can!'
Malfoy slowly started to take off her jeans and underwear, despite Hermione's protest against him.
'Oh no, no, no……please no, don't let him! I can't take this!' Hermione screamed silently.
That wasn't on his mind, though. Malfoy easily spread her legs, since him being so strong, and lowered his face. Looking up, he said, "Enjoy this, or you'll get the real thing."
He plunged his face into her privates, biting at her bud hard, almost too hard.
Hermione was surprised at herself. Yet, angry. She was struggling inside but outside, her body was betraying her. Every move he made, her body accepted it.
She was so angry at him, she was ready to toss him across the room and beat him to pulp, bare-handed, if only she weren't bound. She would have to wait. 'Maybe I can get Ron and Harry into helping me…'
She knew she was climaxing soon as she felt herself grind faster against him.
Smirking, Malfoy looked up and said, "I told you you'd like it." Moving up he crushed his wet lips against hers. "Thought you'd like a taste of yourself. Good huh?"
Hermione just laid there, looking everywhere but him. She knew she probably couldn't handle it if she looked straight into his eyes. But Malfoy grabbed her heard, jerking it towards him.
"Answer me!!"
She knew she was going to get it for not answering, but it wasn't like she could answer anyways. He had her under the silent spell.
"Did I say that it was ok to ignore me?"
Hermione shook her head.
"Right, I didn't think so. Next time, you won't get so lucky. Maybe I won't have to silent you and you could actually answer me. Inerviate. Now, get lost." Malfoy commanded, walking away.
Hermione scrambled up and grabbed her clothes, aware that she was completely naked to anyone who might walk into the corridor, now that she wasn't invisible anymore.
She struggled as fast as she could to put her clothes on and get out of there as fast as possible. Luckily, no one decided to pick that moment to turn the corner and see her in such a state. Hermione ran to her room, fell on her bed and began to cry.
Umm…so how was that? I thought that was pretty good. I'm not a violent person (as in hitting and stuff) so I try not to make my stories that way. But anyways, Review!! I want to know what you think. Flames welcome.
