Cruel Intentions for now
Disclaimer: As much as I wish everything was mine, it is not. Just the plot.
Chapter 1
"I hate this job," huffed Hermione. As a prefect, she was needed to do patrol around the castle for students out of bed at night. She always hated her night shift. She yawned widely and checked her watch. 10:30 PM. Damn this job, she thought.
She walked around the corner and looked down the dark, long corridor. She hesitated to walk further. These were one of the reasons she hated the night shift, scary corridors. She slowly reached for her wand. "Lumos," she whispered. She took a few steps forward. Suddenly, she heard foot steps. They seemed to be coming closer. She gulped and clutched her wand tightly. She was starting to sweat. She started to back away from the corridor. The footsteps were coming closer. She took a few deep breaths. An arm snaked around her waist. "Boo," the voice said. She screamed. Following her scream was a long laugh. She turned to see who it was. Malfoy.
"Scared Granger?" he asked with a smirk. "You stupid git!" she yelled at him. This only made him laugh more. "What the hell were you thinking?" she yelled at him. "Just trying to have some fun Granger. So much for Gryffindor bravery," he sneered. "Get your hands off me!" she snapped at him. He let go of her and backed away with his hands in the air. Her face was pink and flushed with anger.
"You are such a perverted ferret!" she said to him. He shrugged, "As I said earlier, I'm just trying to have some fun, but I did notice some nice curves there but..." He pushed her against the wall. He put his hands on the wall on either side of her trapping her. "I'd like to see more." "What the hell do you think you're doing?" she said, voice croaking. He ran a hand down her sides, down her perfect curves. He leaned forward into her neck and inhaled deeply. "You smell good." He started to kiss her neck and collar bone. She gulped. Then, he nipped her. She gasped in surprise. He chuckled.
"That's going to leave a mark," he whispered next to her ear. He fingered the mark. He stepped back. She didn't look at him. He put a finger under her chin and lifted it up so they made eye contact. "Until next time Granger." He had his smirk plastered on and walked away. She was left by herself now. A small bead of sweat came down from her forehead.
Draco entered the Slytherin common room and saw his friend Blaise had still not gone to bed yet. "Why aren't you in bed?" asked Blaise, "And what's with the smirk? It's obnoxious!" "I could ask you the same question, but I won't," he said, "And to answer the second question, I was having a night stroll." Blaise shook his head and smirked. "I should've known," he said, "Playing the Game aren't you?" Draco nodded with an evil smirk. "You are plain evil Draco," said Blaise, "Who's the victim this time?"
Draco walked toward his room, not saying anything, then turned back to look at Blaise. "Granger," he said, the smirk never leaving his face. Blaise tutted him, "Hard one she is. Good pick though, she is fine! But one thing, and I know it as well as you do. The most important rule-" He was cut off by Draco. "I know, I know! I've done it so many times; you do not have to tell me... I'm going to bed. 'Night."
Hermione sat on the Gryffindor table by herself, thinking. She held her chin in both ands and was thinking what had happen the night before. He was right, there was a mark, a small hickey on her collarbone. She was glad the Malfoy wasn't in the Great Hall or else she would've left already. The thoughts of last night made her uneasy.
Harry and Ron had entered the Great Hall and sat down on either side of her. "Hey guys," she murmured. "Hey," was their reply. She checked her watch. Half an hour before classes started. Enough time to squeeze in a quick read. She stood up and grabbed her bag. "I'll see you guys at class," she told them. They nodded. She walked out of the Great Hall and took the route that lead to the library. She walked to the shelf and selected a book. She read the blurb as she walked to her favourite corner of the library. The thing was, it was already occupied.
Draco didn't feel like breakfast that day, which was unusual as he ate like a horse every other day. He had sat in the corner of the library and was reading a book. He heard someone coming his way but did not look up. From the top of the book, he saw the persons' feet. He slowly looked up, staying for a moment at the person's chest then moved up to the person's head. His face broke into a smirk.
"Ahhh.... Granger, back for more?" "You are disgusting. I wouldn't sink that low to come to you for anything." "Why not? I'm irresistible to all females." "You are really full of it you know that?" "Yes, I do, thanks for noticing it." He noticed the hickey on her collarbone which made him smirk more then ever. "Has Potter and Weasley noticed your hickey, from me, yet?" "Thankfully, they haven't. I have no idea what you were thinking last night," she said angrily. "I think you have a faint idea," he told her. She screwed her face up in disgust. He stood up and walked up to her. She took a few steps back but backed into a shelf. He fingered her jaw line. "Well, when you finally understand you want me, you find me and I'll show you a good time," he told her.
He softly kissed the corner of her mouth. She pushed him away, her face all flushed. He sneered at her, then turned and left. He had a smug look on him as he left the library. Girls like Granger were easy prey. He liked playing with their emotions. It was almost as fun as Quidditch. One more week and he'd have Granger in the palm of his hand. He loved this game.
A/n: Is that a good enough 1st chapter for you guys? I just want to see if this chapter reals people in. Please tell me if you liked it! R&R!
Disclaimer: As much as I wish everything was mine, it is not. Just the plot.
Chapter 1
"I hate this job," huffed Hermione. As a prefect, she was needed to do patrol around the castle for students out of bed at night. She always hated her night shift. She yawned widely and checked her watch. 10:30 PM. Damn this job, she thought.
She walked around the corner and looked down the dark, long corridor. She hesitated to walk further. These were one of the reasons she hated the night shift, scary corridors. She slowly reached for her wand. "Lumos," she whispered. She took a few steps forward. Suddenly, she heard foot steps. They seemed to be coming closer. She gulped and clutched her wand tightly. She was starting to sweat. She started to back away from the corridor. The footsteps were coming closer. She took a few deep breaths. An arm snaked around her waist. "Boo," the voice said. She screamed. Following her scream was a long laugh. She turned to see who it was. Malfoy.
"Scared Granger?" he asked with a smirk. "You stupid git!" she yelled at him. This only made him laugh more. "What the hell were you thinking?" she yelled at him. "Just trying to have some fun Granger. So much for Gryffindor bravery," he sneered. "Get your hands off me!" she snapped at him. He let go of her and backed away with his hands in the air. Her face was pink and flushed with anger.
"You are such a perverted ferret!" she said to him. He shrugged, "As I said earlier, I'm just trying to have some fun, but I did notice some nice curves there but..." He pushed her against the wall. He put his hands on the wall on either side of her trapping her. "I'd like to see more." "What the hell do you think you're doing?" she said, voice croaking. He ran a hand down her sides, down her perfect curves. He leaned forward into her neck and inhaled deeply. "You smell good." He started to kiss her neck and collar bone. She gulped. Then, he nipped her. She gasped in surprise. He chuckled.
"That's going to leave a mark," he whispered next to her ear. He fingered the mark. He stepped back. She didn't look at him. He put a finger under her chin and lifted it up so they made eye contact. "Until next time Granger." He had his smirk plastered on and walked away. She was left by herself now. A small bead of sweat came down from her forehead.
Draco entered the Slytherin common room and saw his friend Blaise had still not gone to bed yet. "Why aren't you in bed?" asked Blaise, "And what's with the smirk? It's obnoxious!" "I could ask you the same question, but I won't," he said, "And to answer the second question, I was having a night stroll." Blaise shook his head and smirked. "I should've known," he said, "Playing the Game aren't you?" Draco nodded with an evil smirk. "You are plain evil Draco," said Blaise, "Who's the victim this time?"
Draco walked toward his room, not saying anything, then turned back to look at Blaise. "Granger," he said, the smirk never leaving his face. Blaise tutted him, "Hard one she is. Good pick though, she is fine! But one thing, and I know it as well as you do. The most important rule-" He was cut off by Draco. "I know, I know! I've done it so many times; you do not have to tell me... I'm going to bed. 'Night."
Hermione sat on the Gryffindor table by herself, thinking. She held her chin in both ands and was thinking what had happen the night before. He was right, there was a mark, a small hickey on her collarbone. She was glad the Malfoy wasn't in the Great Hall or else she would've left already. The thoughts of last night made her uneasy.
Harry and Ron had entered the Great Hall and sat down on either side of her. "Hey guys," she murmured. "Hey," was their reply. She checked her watch. Half an hour before classes started. Enough time to squeeze in a quick read. She stood up and grabbed her bag. "I'll see you guys at class," she told them. They nodded. She walked out of the Great Hall and took the route that lead to the library. She walked to the shelf and selected a book. She read the blurb as she walked to her favourite corner of the library. The thing was, it was already occupied.
Draco didn't feel like breakfast that day, which was unusual as he ate like a horse every other day. He had sat in the corner of the library and was reading a book. He heard someone coming his way but did not look up. From the top of the book, he saw the persons' feet. He slowly looked up, staying for a moment at the person's chest then moved up to the person's head. His face broke into a smirk.
"Ahhh.... Granger, back for more?" "You are disgusting. I wouldn't sink that low to come to you for anything." "Why not? I'm irresistible to all females." "You are really full of it you know that?" "Yes, I do, thanks for noticing it." He noticed the hickey on her collarbone which made him smirk more then ever. "Has Potter and Weasley noticed your hickey, from me, yet?" "Thankfully, they haven't. I have no idea what you were thinking last night," she said angrily. "I think you have a faint idea," he told her. She screwed her face up in disgust. He stood up and walked up to her. She took a few steps back but backed into a shelf. He fingered her jaw line. "Well, when you finally understand you want me, you find me and I'll show you a good time," he told her.
He softly kissed the corner of her mouth. She pushed him away, her face all flushed. He sneered at her, then turned and left. He had a smug look on him as he left the library. Girls like Granger were easy prey. He liked playing with their emotions. It was almost as fun as Quidditch. One more week and he'd have Granger in the palm of his hand. He loved this game.
A/n: Is that a good enough 1st chapter for you guys? I just want to see if this chapter reals people in. Please tell me if you liked it! R&R!