A/N: Thnx to Dragix for pointing out further mistakes I made ;)

2. The worst night of my life

"AAAAAAAHHHHHH."

I screamed until their was no air left in my lungs. Slowly I caught my breath. Crabbe and Goyle were getting out of their beds. 'Thanks Salazaar,' I was in my room in the Slytherin dormitory.

'What a horrible nightmare,' I thought and remembered that I kissed that mud-blood Granger. I felt so violated and in a rush of disgust I began whipping my lips. The salty taste of my wet sleeves made me stop and I saw that my loyal henchmen were staring at me.

"Draco! Is everything alright?"

"No, not a thing," I threw a pillow at him. I felt like killing someone.

"You screamed like you wanted to wake up the whole school."

'Not the school, that was me wanting to wake up from that nightmare,' I realised. The more I remembered the more I felt like puking.

Unfortunately not only Crabbe and Goyle have been waking up. The Slytherin prefect showed up. He knocked once and strode in: "Malfoy, was it you screaming your head off?"

"No, Crabbe had a nightmare and woke us up," I told him firmly.

"But …" Crabbe began.

"Just shut up!" I told him and got up. Getting closer to our little confused looking prefect. "Let me be clear about this - Goy …. Crabbe - had - a - nightmare."

"Okay, okay." The prefect turned to leave.

Somehow I had the feeling the message had not gotten through to him. I signalled Goyle to pinch him up against the wall.

"Should I hear otherwise, your parents will be the first to know, when my father breaks out."

Judging from the horrified look in his eyes, now he understood. He dropped to the floor as Goyle let go of him and left the room. I felt instantly better.

"So, why don't you two clean up and I take a shower?"

"Why me?" I wondered while the water from the shower fell on my back.

My skin was already shrivelling and I was probably cleaner than ever before and still I felt like scrubbing all over again.

"Why she?" I sighed.

I rather would have married Millicent in this nightmare than that filthy mudblood. Granger makes me so sick. Especially when she has to show off in class again. But the day will come when we will throw out vermin like her and everybody else who is unworthy.

I just wished it would happen soon. Then I finally will be able to become a death eater and just for the fun of it I perform all three forbidden curses on her. "That'll be fun, that'll show her to give me nightmares like this," I said to myself.

The idea was comforting. I felt almost alright now.

THE END

A/N 2: I got the idea for this story reading one too many mudblood/Draco romance. I just kept thinking how sick he would probably feel being violated like this.

Therefore I dedicate this story to Canon!Draco and to all writers who put a lot of work in their stories to make them in character.

THX to all my reviewers, especially those who understood what I was doing here.