Chapter 20

Draco's Heartbreak

"Morning, sunshine," said the excited Draco as he walked inside Hermione's bedroom and pulled the curtains open, allowing the early morning light to peek in through her misty, large windows.

"Ummm, what time is it?" she said in an irritated and sleepy manner, as she pulled her covers over her head. The sudden change in brightness in the room had hurt her eyes.

"It's 9:30, honey, come on, sit up, I made you breakfast."

Hermione peeked out from under her covers and found Draco standing by her bed with a tray of orange juice, scrambled eggs, and hash browns on it. He was wearing a pair of navy blue silk boxers. They looked so good on him. She could tell that he had just been working out. His chest was bulging, his abs were hard and defined, and let's not even start talking about his arms. She mentally shook herself. She stood up in her bed, and let him place the tray in her lap.

Draco took a seat by her side, and slid his arm underneath her covers, "And as soon as you finish your breakfast," he said and pinched her butt, "I'll have mine, or should I say my desert from last night?"

There was only so much she could handle. She thrust her breakfast tray into his arms, "I'd rather have something else for breakfast."

Then Hermione leaned in close to him and gently bit his ear. He shivered. She reached over with one hand and started grabbing his chest.

"You know how much I love you right after you workout. You are so fucking hot!" she moaned against his ear through gritted teeth.

She pulled him over to the middle of the bed and threw him down. She jumped on top of him, and brought her head down, roughly massaging his bulging muscles, "so…fucking…hot…"

"I knew you'd like it, babe," he said and laughed, and he pushed her hair from hiding her face. He wanted to see her tongue as it ran over his body.

"I can't keep my hands away from you after that…"

He was really driving her crazy. She couldn't control herself. She wished that she would never stop touching him. There was nothing she could do. She couldn't stop herself from riding him right then and there.

She slid his boxers off, and was just about to take her panties and tank top off, when he twisted around and brought her down to her back very suddenly.

"You left me very horny last night, you know," he said saddened, "I wasn't very happy about that."

"Well, I couldn't have you treating me like a possession," she explained, finding herself with him on the top, and unable to move.

"You made me wish I was treating you the way you were treating me…" he said into her neck as he kissed it.

Draco grabbed a little piece of rope he had planted on her nightstand a few minutes ago. He tied her wrists to the bed, "Aha, who is the boss now?"

"I won't make a good slave…I don't swing that way."

"You don't have to, you're perfect the way you are, but I will have my way with you…"

"Oh, will you, daddy, fuck it!"

"All in good time…"

Draco grabbed her shirt, and ripped it open. Her round breasts popped out and he seemed to loose conscience for a second, "God, I swear they get bigger every day! They are so fucking hot!" He traced her nipples around with his thumbs, until they became as hard as tiny marbles. He wanted to be rough with her. He wanted to regain himself after the humiliating night he had experienced.

He played with her breasts in a very rough way, he pushed hard on them. Then, he put one in his mouth, and he ran his teeth along it, sucking hard. This was sure to leave hickies. He wanted her to remember this.

He trailed kisses down to her panties, and pulled them off. She jerked under his touch, "You like this, don't you?" and threw them on the floor, "You see, sometimes its fun to act like the victim, isn't it, peaches?" he spoke in a low, rough voice.

Draco felt as if he was raping a virgin. He felt as is he was the first one to ever lay hands upon this tight, voluptuous body. He wanted to make the best of it. He was going to be bad. He reached under her and grabbed her ass, " I see you have been hiding this from me, have you? You thought that daddy wouldn't find it, did you?"

"Oh, yes, I did. I guess I didn't try hard enough, but, please…don't!" Hermione had quickly taken on the role of the innocent victim, and she liked him being rough with her.

"And what about this tight pussy? Where have you been hiding that?" he said as he ran a couple fingers along it, "Did you really think that I wouldn't notice it because of your little Catholic schoolgirl uniform?" and he inserted a finger into her, "You looked so innocent in that little white shirt, but guess what? I knew you weren't. Now I have to teach you a lesson for thinking those dirty thoughts. I will punish you for that. I will punish you for thinking bad stuff."

He pumped faster and faster, making her moan, "No, don't! Mommy won't like this one bit! Oh, peaches, your mommy can't save you now! Nobody can, you have been a bad girl and you must be punished for it. See, you have been tied up, to make sure that you take in every last bit of it. You will do what I want you to."

Draco leaned over, and started devouring her, "Only little angels taste this good. But you are a naughty little angel, aren't you, yes you are. Didn't think that I would find that out, did you? Well, surprise, surprise, I did," and with those words, he thrust his monster into her.

Hermione jerked under him, and stiffened up at that instant. He thrust harder and harder each time, holding her by the waist with one hand, and using the other to roughly play with her breasts. He pushed and pushed until he came. He collapsed onto her chest, and lay there for a few minutes.

"Umm, you could untie me now," Hermione said with a little chuckle.

Later on that day, Hermione was planning on going out to a club in London. She wanted to go dancing and find a few hot guys. She had invited Blaise to come, so she could seduce him. Draco, obviously, did not know of those plans.

"Hey, hun, I am going out in a few hours," she said as she walked into the Prefect Common Room and found him reading one of her Cosmopolitan magazines.

He looked up and asked, "Where are you going?"

"It's just a club, I am going to meet some of my Muggle friends there. I haven't seen them in such a long time!"

"So, you want me to spend a Saturday night alone, with no nookie?" he said, frowning.

"You know I would rather stay with you, and your kinky little self, but I have to go. They are only in town for tonight," she answered and leaned in to kiss him.

"Alright, if you say so…"

"I promise I'll make it up to you," she said suggestively.

"I can't wait. Listen, I'm gonna go see how my friends are doing. Have fun tonight, ok?" he replied and kissed her on the cheek.

"I'm sure I will," she muttered quietly as he walked away.

Hermione left to find something sexy to wear.

Draco found his best friend, Blaise sitting by the fireplace in the Slytherin Common Room. As soon as Draco sat down, Blaise opened his big mouth, "How is it going?" he asked a little too excited.

"Fine," Draco said and leaned back in his armchair, "You?"

"I never thought you would ask," how typical, "I think I am in love! She is like a goddess, the hottest woman ever to walk the earth…"

"Who is she?" inquired Draco.

"…her body is better than those Greek goddesses', she is like a dream come true, I can't believe that she wants me!"

"Who is she?" Draco repeated.

"Alright, bro, don't get mad, because I know that you have always hated her, but I just can't control myself, she makes me crave her, I am addicted to her!"

"Don't make me ask again," Draco said irritatedly.

"Hermione Granger," Blaise responded with a sigh.

God, I keep on hearing her name everywhere! Can't I just stop thinking about her for a moment?

"Excuse me?"

"Hermione Granger," he repeated.

Draco felt as if a sack of potatoes just dropped on his chest. He grew extremely angry, "and why exactly are you obsessed wit her?"

"She won't stop hitting on me, I swear, and her magic, she pulls you in, you can't fight. But then her kiss…" Blaise was interrupted by a slap.

"You shouldn't be messing with her. She is a slut. She will never be good enough for you, and she is a Gryffindor," he said through gritted teeth.

"But…I am meeting her tonight at the Hot Spot, I can't just not show up…"

"You know what? Do whatever the hell you want. I don't have time for this shit," Draco yelled and stormed out.

What the hell was Blaise talking about? Him and Hermione? Was she sleeping around? Didn't she love him? Was she just using him for something? What the hell was going on? He was so angry. He didn't know what to do. This wasn't happening. He loved her so much and she cheated on him? Tears started streaming down his face. How could she do that to him? He was the hottest guy in school! He would go there tonight and catch her in the act.

Hermione entered the club. She was wearing a jean miniskirt, which hardly hid her butt, and a black halter top, which was so low cut and open, that it barely hid her nipples. She could get any guy in here she wanted. She went over and took a seat at the bar, to wait for Blaise. She ordered a Cosmo and chugged it down. She got another one and repeated the process. After a couple more, her blood was boiling, and she was ready to go dance.

She spotted Blaise entering the club. She walked over to him, swaying her hips, and grabbed his ass, "Let's dance," she said, and pulled him onto the dance floor.

Their hips started grinding against each other, and in no time, they were all over each other. They started kissing, and he grabbed her ass. At that moment, Hermione looked towards the entrance and she spotted Draco coming in. He had already seen them. The look on his face was so painful. She had done it. She pulled away from the kiss. He rolled his eyes and ran outside.

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