Chapter 3
Old Habits Die Hard
Oh god oh god oh god… Quick Hermione, think of something completely witty and dashing to say. Don't let him intimidate you. You are calm and intelligent, dazzle him with your wit.
"I was… tall… just went… you were…faaah…" As the verbal garbage errupted from my mouth I wished that the cracks in the floor would let me slip through into nothingness. His grin just kept getting bigger.
"Ahhh, Hermione. Articulate as always I see."
"I was just on my way to… the… umm… to the prefect bathroom!" I shouted the last bit triumphantly as though the lie was about to save me from my embarrassment.
"The prefect bathroom is in the other wing." My face falls.
"I know… I was just… taking the… scenic route." Oh god Hermione just shut up and run already! Havn't you punished yourself enough yet? His laugh so warm and yet like ice through my chest.
"The scenic route? Through the Slytherin hall? Well you certainly have an interesting idea of scenery, Granger." He's laughing again and I can't stand it.
"Why do you have to be so cruel all the time!" My sudden outburst catches him off-guard, as though he's surprized that I can even show anger. His smile dissappears to be replaced by an almost hurt expression.
"What? I was just… You were the one who…" He begins and I cut him off.
"You're not "all that" you know. You can't keep going around, making other people feel insignificant and low! You are not the king of this castle and people are tired of being manipulated and pushed around by you!"
"I never meant to…" But once I let my rage loose there was no reeling it in and I knew if I let him speak my nerves would cave beneath me.
"You think you're untouchable? You're nothing but a spoiled, rich snob whose parents give you everything! With your "perfect" blonde hair and "perfect" blue eyes! Well the reality is that you aren't as perfect as you think and you… you… you have stupid ears!" I take a deep breath and stare at him defiantly. His eyes are narrowed as a scowl begins to creep across his lips. When he speaks again his voice is cold. All the warmth of his earlier laugh has dissappated.
"Get out." His voice is soft and threatening. I almost don't here him. I take a step back slowly. "GET OUT OF MY HALLWAY, YOU STUPID MUDBLOOD!" He screams and shoves me hard into the wall. I crumple against it and look up at him in fear. He stands, looming over me with rage behind his icy eyes. I scramble to my feet and bolt down the hall in the direction that I came from. I pause halfway and turn to say something then change my mind and scurrying up the stairs.
It's been ten minutes since my encounter with Granger and I'm still standing in the hallway. Fists clenched and shaking with humiliation. How dare she assume those things? "Spoiled"? "Parents give me everything…"? I let out a cold laugh. How could she know? My fists loosen as the realization hits me, I run my fingers through my hair. That's just it… she doesn't know. She didn't mean to hurt me… she was flustered and trapped. Now look what I've done… I've gone and scared her half to death. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair again. Damn it Draco… you've got to learn to control your temper. Not everyone is out to get you. Not everyone is like you. Shut up, I tell myself. I turn to the portrait and grumble the password at it.
"Black-tailed Rattlesnake" I snicker. That's exactly how I feel right now. Venomous. Crabbe and Goyle look up as I enter the common room. It looks as though they'd been wrestling on the floor. Crabbe clears his throat and gets up, brushing himself off, looking embarrassed. Goyle is pretending that I didn't see anything, his face going red. My lip curls and I roll my eyes at them. As if I'd care if they were gay… As long as no-one else knows. They wouldn't be too intimidating if people kept picturing them in matching rainbow silk shirts, waving a flag in the parade…
"We wern't doin' nothin'…" Goyle mumbles, seeing the look of disgust on my face. I go over and smack him upside the head. "Hey… what was that for?" He complains, rubbing his head.
"What if someone were to see you two like that? Idiot, rolling around in the common room like a couple of flaming fa…" I didn't get to finish my sentence due to Crabbe's sudden display of balls. What I mean is… He came over and punched me in the side of the head. It felt as though my eyes exploded, stars careened across my vision and then I was grabbing and hitting anything I could get my hands on. In the end, Crabbe, Goyle and I were slumped down on the green couches, bleeding and out of breath. It felt good to bleed. It felt good to hit things. The anger had gone from my system, now all I needed was to fill my other desires. I went to the bathroom to clean up my face abit with some healing spells then headed in the direction of the girls shower-room.
I reached the door at the same time as a pretty Slytherin girl. I think her name is Marissa, and she's got quite the reputation with the guys. But who really cares? I give her my most dashing smile. She smiles back. She's wearing a towel.
Next thing I know I'm pushing her up against a wet shower-room wall as she fumbles for the lock on the door. Once it's locked her full attention is on me. I know she wants me. There's nothing pure or innocent about her. Her hands are all over me. She pulls my shirt up over my head and caresses my bare chest. I pull on her towel and it falls to the floor leaving her completely exposed in front of me. She bites her lip and looks at me playfully. I press against her again, feeling her gasp from the touch of the cold wall against her bare skin. I run my hands through her smooth, straight red hair, wondering what it would feel like if it were thick and wavy… I kiss her neck and bite her softly, grinding my pelvis against her. She fumbles with the button on my pants. They fall to the floor and I kick them aside. Her hands are pulling my lower back, her nails digging in slowly. She pushes back against me and we stumble into one of the shower stalls. I feel the knob digging into me. Then the water is gushing down on us. Hot, scalding water. She slowly slides down my body, kissing along my hip bone… then sliding off my wet boxers. The air is getting steamy. I throw my head back, flipping the wet blonde strands out of my eyes. I grab her butt and lift her up, turning and pushing her back up against the wall, letting the water stream down her almost perfect body. Her legs are wrapped around me as I thrust into her and she moans with pleasure. Her hands are grasping my hair tightly, her head back against the wall. She's biting her lip as I thrust again, and again.
"Draco…." She moans. If only she were a brunette… I close my eyes and try not to think of her, try not to hear her moans of ecstacy. She's not the one I want… I can feel the blood pulsing through me. She's not… the... one...
"Unhhhh..." I groan as the energy collects…. "Ohh Hermione!" I scream as my body explodes with gratification. I barely notice Marissa's look of utter horror and disgust. I let go of her legs and lean against her. She pushes me off and heads toward her towel. I brush the water off my face and run my hands through my hair, slicking it back and assuming my cool attitude once more. I stroll over to my jeans and pull them on, without collecting my soaked boxers from the floor. She's quickly wrapping the towel around her, heading for the door. As she unlocks it and begins to pull it open I slam it again with one hand. Leaning over her with one arm.
"Get out of my way you sick bastard." She snarls at me. I flash her a quick smile and grab her shoulders, slamming her up against the well-used shower-room wall. I cry of pain escapes her lips as she looks at me with a new understanding.
"Marissa…" I say her name softly as I caress her chin. She pulls away and refuses to look at me. I lean down and whisper in her ear. "Don't you dare speak a word of this to anyone. Or you'll regret it." She steals a frightened glance at me as I reach down and collect my shirt from the floor. I sling it over my shoulder and casually stroll out the door and down the hall. Leaving the little girl to whimper alone in the dark.
