Chapter 6
Memories
"What are you doing here?" said Hermione in an irritated voice as she jumped off the dresser and pulled her bra straps up on her shoulders. Dean placed his arm around her waist and kissed her shoulder at an attempt to show Draco who Hermione's man was. She pulled him into a slow, passionate kiss, keeping her eyes on Malfoy. For once, he almost looked...emotional. There was pain in his gray, unforgiving eyes. This made her feel so good inside, she was finally starting to get revenge on him.
"I just needed some help with my History of Magic homework," he pointed out. Dean's hands were riding up Hermione's stomach and wrapping around her breasts, "but I can see that you are kind of busy," he said in disgust motioning towards the two of them kissing, no longer did his eyes show emotion.
Dean pulled away from the kiss and looked at Draco disbelievingly, "You need help with your homework at 12:20, in the middle of the night?"
Anyone else would have done the total opposite, but Malfoy stuck up his nose, looked down on them as if they were a piece of scum, and said "Well, I better get going, I don't want Ms. Parkinson to wait all alone in my room." He turned around and calmly closed the door behind him.
Yeah, Draco, you think you fooled me? I could see the pain in your eyes. That moment was priceless and don't pretend for even a second that the comment about Pansy got you out of hot water, unless anyone was stupid enough to believe it…
"Eww…This is disgusting! Malfoy and Parkinson! She looks uglier than a witch, and she's got the nose to prove it!" Dean cackled.
I can't believe this! Out of all the guys in the school, I picked the dumbest one! At least I won't feel that bad when I'm dumping him.
"Now where were we?" Hermione said, trying not to sound too exasperated, wanting to get this over with.
"Right here," answered Dean with an evil grin on his face, placing his hands on her boobs.
Hermione laughed. It wasn't a true one though. She hadn't really laughed since…Not even Harry and Ron could make her chuckle. It was all a big pretense.
They walked over to the bed. Dean wrapped his arms tightly around her and undid her bra. He slowly pulled it off, exposing her bare breasts.
I can't believe this! She is fucking that idiot? What does she see in him? I made a fool out of myself with that whole Parkinson thing. They must think that I'm humping her right now! Oh, God, no! I think I'm going to be scarred for life just from thinking about this!
Draco was sitting in the dark hall, right outside Hermione's "apartment". It was decorated in the Gryffindor colors, red and gold, with a big lion drawn on each side of the walls. It was so big that it went from the floor, all the way to the ceiling. There was a sofa on which he was sitting on right now, restless.
He had cast a spell to see through the wall, and was watching Hermione and Dean getting it on. It looked like Dean didn't even know what to do with girls, especially with a woman like Hermione. She was lying down on the bed, while Dean was kissing her down from her neck, all the way to her abs, and kept going lower. Draco had to turn away when Dean started to take her underwear off. He couldn't bear to look at this sight. What was Hermione thinking? Didn't she know that she wasn't right for him? She had to be with Draco. It was meant to be! God, why was I so stupid? I guess it is true that you never love something until it's gone! Why did I have to learn that the hard way!
This enraged Draco. Hermione had hurt him. He would make her jealous. That would bring her back. Even though he wanted to think this through, he was in no condition to ponder about it right now. Tears started falling down his eyes. Draco reversed the spell, and ran out of the corridor, through the Head library, the common room and into the hall where his "apartment" was.
Malfoy ran into his room, a little out of breath. This one was decorated in green and silver, with serpent wallpaper and matching drapes over the large windows. They overlooked the Quidditch field which was just as dark right now, as he felt inside. He lay down on his bed, not even bothering to change, and cried himself to sleep.
Dean and Hermione were breathing hard. "Man, wasn't that great?" he said, still out of breath.
You gotta be joking, right?
Trying not to sound mean, because it wasn't time to break his heart yet, she answered "Yes, honey, I've never had better!" Hermione wanted him to leave, "Dean, I am truly sorry, but you have to leave now! We could get into a lot of trouble if you are found here, or if your bed is empty in the morning."
"OK, whatever you say, pumpkin," Dean kissed her, their tongues battling. He got up, she could see his skimpy little body. He must way around 170, which isn't a lot for his 5'11 frame. Draco is so much bigger than that. Ok, so I'm exaggerating, his body wasn't skimpy, but still, Draco's was 50 times better.
Dean picked up his clothes off the floor, and put them on, Hermione still watching. That made him a little nervous, so he blushed. Draco wasn't like that. He liked his body being admired, not that I was admiring Dean's…
He whispered "I can't wait to see you tomorrow, baby", leaned down to give her a quick kiss on the forehead, and left. He wasn't as graceful as Draco, either.
Am I a slut? Hermione thought to herself. She got up, took her dirty sheets off the bed, putting them in the hamper where the house elves would pick them up. Then she took some clean sheets and pillowcases out of her closet, and put them on her king size bed.
Hermione went into the shower. She wanted to wash away all of the impurities from this night, all the places he had touched and kissed her. She wanted to wash his smell off her body. Hermione leaned her back against the wall and slid down into the bath tub, tears in her eyes. Why does it have to be like this? What if he is really sleeping with Pansy right now? Hehe, wouldn't people think this is funny if they saw me like this? I can imagine the headlines… "Seductive by day, Broken-inside in the shower". Nice, huh? Why does it have to be like this? I don't care if I die young, as long as I can spend at least one day in Draco's arms!
Ten minutes later, Hermione was back in her clean bed. All the lights were out. Her room didn't look so cozy now. The window was open, letting the cool breeze in. It was relaxing. Its rhythmic sound almost took Hermione's mind off of Draco, but it didn't quite work. She was very tired. All she wanted to do was fall asleep in his arms and never wake up again. Draco was so much better at it than Dean. Most girls would, in fact prefer Draco's 10 inches over Dean's 7 inches. There is no arguing about that. Fuck, am I ever going to find someone better than him? I can't like him forever. But why do I still like him after all he did to me?
Flashback
Hermione woke up in a strange bed. This definitely didn't look like her room in Hogwarts, nor her room back at home. It was a muggle room. The color of the walls was a fiery orange, the fireplace was still burning. There was a large bookcase against one of the walls. How come she hadn't noticed any of this last night? Oh, she had been a little preoccupied. This looked like a master bedroom, but whose house was she in? Sunrays had come in through the window, shining on her bed. She turned over, and to her surprise found Draco lying beside her. She remembered about the previous night, the party. It had been wild!
I must be the luckiest girl in the world. Most girls would just dream about having Draco, but the majority of them would never have him, because he is mine! She just loved the way his hair always looked nice, even when he woke up in the morning. He was wearing nothing but boxers. Draco was lying on his back, his right arm hanging off the bed, and his left, resting upon his chest. The blanket was barely up to his abs. Isn't this the best looking man ever? Hermione thought as she ran her hand slowly from his six pack to his chest, savoring every curve. He had the cutest nipples! She was just about to touch them when…
Draco jerked awake and opened his eyes. Hermione's hand was still on his chest.
"Good morning, love," said Hermione happier than she had ever been.
He took her hand and pushed it off his chest. "Good morning to you, too." Man, another one fell in love with me. What is it with these girls? Can't any of them resist me?
"Do you want to hang out today?" she said, grabbing his hand and gently kissing it.
"Umm, no!" Draco answered firmly.
"What's wrong?" Hermione was getting upset.
"Nothing. Why do you think that I am going to go out with you now? All we did was have sex."
He got out of bed, stretching, he was so lean and sexy, Hermione couldn't take her eyes off of him. He grabbed his blue shirt off the chair he had neatly laid it on the previous night, and put it on. He buttoned it up, slowly hiding his six pack, looking at her with his piercing, gray eyes. Then he put his faded, baggy jeans on, and buckled up his belt.
"So last night was a game to you? You don't love me?"
"I could never love you! I don't love! What makes you think that you are different than any of the other girls?"
Hermione felt as if she was about to burst into tears, but she wouldn't let him see her cry. She curled up in a ball, hugging the blanket, not able to comprehend how her life could change so dramatically in just a few moments.
"But if you want something for last night," Draco said, while pulling his wallet out of his back pocket. He opened it and tossed a 50 dollar bill on the bed, in front of Hermione. "This is for last night," he said with a smirk across his face, "Don't worry, you'll get over me…someday" he added as he walked out of the room, leaving Hermione crying.
End Flashback
Hermione had felt used. She felt dirty, useless. That was the most rotten thing Malfoy could have done to make her feel that cheap. It was the biggest reason for her hatred towards him. He had made her feel like a whore, and she hated that feeling with all her soul.
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