Description: "angstmania" and ... Hermione/ Draco...
Warning: yumminess ahead and not for younger viewers!
Disclaimer: J.K Rowling owns all, including me(?)
Her screams were like a siren's song as the Boy branded her with the Malfoy crest
the skin on her lower back searing and blistering in a satisfying hiss.Though naturally pretty
she was beautiful when suffering.The Boy couldn't wait to see her through childbirth.
She was his now, she would always be his from now on. Not that petulant Weasley Kid's
never again. The Boy was glad she was still pure, chastity in tact.She was his woman, his virgin
his innocent to corrupt. He made it a point to ensure that. Poisoning the Weasley boy not but a
few days after it was official. Obviously the war was theirs, his Dark Lord had won, thankfully.The
boy who "lived" took his own life, while staying in Azkaban as the new traitor to
the wizarding realm. Many "good" wizards were now traitors it seems, all of them, now permanent
residents of Azkaban, as per the Dark Lord's decree. For his contribution to the cause,
he was allowed to own one prisoner, the Boy chose Her.A few regrettfully died in the carnage
from the last battle, Lady Lestrange, and his mother, Narcissa, two sisters dead, pureblood
ended.
The boy was so lost in thought that he didn't realize that her screams had ceased.For a
moment the Boy panicked, thinking she had passed out from breathing into the pillow. He flipped
her over, and fell in love with her all over again. He never knew it until after he left
Hogwarts, he missed seeing her in the halls, in the classes, fantasizing of wrenching her off to
some hidden place and having his way with her.
It was then that he realized that he had loved her since the yule ball in fourth year,
and had been infatuated with her for much longer.Remembering her all perfectly poised and
groomed still brought a smile to his face. The sight now in front of him was breathtaking.
Her chocolate eyes were so beautifully red from crying,her mouth raw and dry from screaming,
her curls tousled and frizzy enough to form a true halo around his angel. she was never lovelier.
He couldn't help himself as he entered her, making her his in the way that she was meant
to always be.Her screams starting anew. She was tight, but deliciously wet as her blood and
fluids mixed, making it easier for him to penetrate her deeper.The nipples on her deliciously
small breasts were hard pebbles as her screams turned to moans. She was enjoying this as much as
he was.He thrust into her harder as her cries became more and more desperate, a true woman in
need, he was thoroughly enjoying this. He came inside her as he made her completely his in every
way.
"I love you, Hermione Granger." said Draco Malfoy.
A kiss on the mouth was her reply.
Comments? Flames? Lawsuits? yea... this is my first fanfiction...ever.