A/N: omg, im lovin these reviews!! its so much fun to have ppl tell me how much my writing rocks! thx to everyone who wrote and please send more!! im addicted!!
luv-bug21: haha, dont be too sure. i think you'll be rather suprised by who really drags her into the closet.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything more than some old shoes and an avocado in my fridge (oh, and characters i may or may not make up)
She stepped out of the classroom and was walking down the hall when she felt someone grab her roughly around the waist and pull her inside a nearby janitor's closet. It was dark and she couldn't see anything. She gasped when she was pushed up against the wall and felt someone's lips pressing down on hers. For a moment she was too shocked to move. She'd never been in this kind of situation before. She tried to wiggle away and heard a deep chuckle.
"What's wrong baby?" a male voice whispered into her ear. With a jolt she realized it was Trevor Gavin, a 7th year Ravenclaw she'd barely ever talked to. Most of the girls in Gryffindor were in love with him, and he was known throughout the school as a heartbreaker.
She felt him wrap his arms around her waist and pull her close. She pushed at his chest and he chuckled again. "Don't be like that Hermione. I know you want me. We'd be good together." He leaned even closer. "And I can make it good for you."
Hermione shuddered. She didn't want to know if he was good or not, and she definitely didn't want to be in here with him. Maybe if I just tell him I'm not interested he'll go away. It was worth a shot.
"Uh, Trevor, I don't really wanna do this. Maybe you should just go." She hoped he would understand and leave.
No such luck. "Sorry babe, but it doesn't work like that. So we either do it the easy way or we do it the hard way. It's your call." He grinned like he was offering her something great.
Hermione took a deep breath and started screaming but she was quickly cut off when Trevor clapped a hand over her mouth. "That's not cool babe. You scream one more time and I'll hex you." He pulled something out of his back pocket. "With your own wand." She didn't know how he'd gotten to her wand and she didn't care. How the hell was she gonna defend herself without her wand? He's way stronger than me. What the fuck can I do?
Trevor moved his hand away and quickly replaced it with his mouth. His kiss was hard and demanding and she felt his hands wander down to her ass. She pushed at him but he grabbed both her arms and held them above her head, pinning them with only one hand. His other hand started unbuttoning her shirt as his kisses grew rougher. They were so close together that she could hear his heartbeat racing faster, and his whole body was pressed tightly against hers. She was trapped.
A/N: its ur fault ya know. i am now addicted to your reviews. so just cuz of that, ive given u another cliffie and im not sendin the next chapter until i get five more reviews that tell me how much i rock. and a box of expensive swiss chocolates (but only if ur feelin generous)