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Chapter 2: Expire
That little interlude of ours marked the beginning of something rancid, for 5 years to the day I will remember that. Naturally, by some miracle, I was saved. By what I heard there was a fault in Voldemort's plan. I could give a shit less what his fault was, I just wanted to inhale the scent of Malfoy.
I came back to Hogwarts eerily quiet. Most people thought me mad, but I couldn't care. As far as I was concerned, I was alive. Something in me changed. The hallways now held a vibrating luster as if each stone in it were alive with life. I was tingled by the vibrations of every word spoken in the corridors. Colors, once dull, were now resplendent with life.
I couldn't explain it. I still had many of my old desires which included reading, getting my grades caught up and SPEW. However, I had a new pastime, one that satisfied me on a level deeper than any school subject. Watching Malfoy was a new hobby. It was disgusting I admit but thoroughly enjoyable. Some call it obsession, others will call it sick, I call it fun.
There was an advantage to me being a prefect; I could get closer to Malfoy alone. I must have an obsessive compulsive disorder. I would count him chewing 8 times always; he has a particular nervous twitch which causes him to scratch at his elbows. He scratches the left when he is thinking and the right when he is animated. I could count 6 visible freckles on his cheeks and of course that vile forearm that would never be displayed. Nobody ever caught onto my escapades, I was very clever in my looks and calculated glances.
I guess the system worked because Malfoy never seemed to notice… at least till one night.
I clicked through the halls trying to find my midnight adventure, into the prefect's bathroom I went. Lavender choked the balmy air. Then I felt my body falling to the ground, the whole time knowing I didn't trip.
"12:09 am, You sure are predictable Granger."
The voice slipped into the steamy air, by now my nightgown was moist from the bathtub's steam.
"You know, you always were a creature of habit Granger, most interesting about you is the way you sleep, you see normally you sleep on your back , usually dominant and brave people sleep that way… However, you have a curious way of curling into a ball when ever I would be in the room for seven minutes".
"How do you know that?" I murmured keeping it cool, I couldn't really see in the dark…
"I know a lot of things about you", the voice was now on my ear.
I felt weak, the world stopped at the moment I realized and the moment I knew. I felt a gentle pressure on my neck.
"So soft and yielding this spot is Granger, so many times I just savored doing this..." there was a new moisture on my neck, it was smooth and cool at the same time.
"Why is that? Hmm?" I choked back
" So much power can be yielded by this little spot, it has the ability to pleasure you like this…" His deft lips worked the tender spot of my collar bone while he thumbed my throat, "Or it can control you and snuff you out..."
I couldn't breathe I refused to fight since I was entranced. I felt like the paralyzed prey of a great predator…
The hotness was next to my ear again as I silently choked " Your pink lips will blue and your supple body shall marble gray and purple as you slowly rot to your sublime death, you're lucky I took a liking to you, Granger. It could be a lot quicker and gruesome but I think you deserve better"
Again I felt the alien pressure on my neck, my lungs now burned for air.
"What a nice headstone it will be. Hermione Granger, Mudblood and divine creature, you know if only your blood wasn't tainted I would have had you, all of you" He was laughing, laughing as I slowly expired on the prefect bathroom floor…
More to come, (I know its short) wrote it in half an hour lemme know how ur liking this and what you'd like to see !