You're Mine
His hands gentley carress the side of my cheek. They're cold. I can see my reflection behind his ice blue eyes. I can feel him starting to pull me closer. My mind begins to dart frantically back and forth. He's leaning closer and I can feel his breath on my face. His lips are practically on top of mine. His blonde hair is falling across his forehead making him look dashing and dangerous. He is dangerous. His lips are now pressed against mine tightly. He's kissing me and I realize how helpless I am. No, not only helpless. As he's kissing me I realize that I cannot move at all. I try to raise my hands to push him away but they won't listen. They're glued to my sides and my back and neck are stiff. My breath quickens and my eyes widen in horror. His hands tighten around my arms as his lips press harder into mine. He's pushing me back up against the cold stone wall, it's damp and uneven. A sharp rock is digging into my spine. My mind is the only thing really struggling. His hands are in my hair now, wrapped around the brown tangled waves in a fit of passion. His eyes are wild as he buries his pointed nose in my neck, kissing down my coller bone. I can feel warm tears beginning to stream down my face. I can feel everything and do nothing. How could this happen. I can't remember how I got here.
"Oh Hermione..." He moans into my neck.
In fact,
I can't remember anything about how I got here at all. And now,
here I am, alone and completely unable to resist as Draco Malfoy
tries to rape me.
I whimper slightly and looks into my eyes. For
a moment I imagine I see a hint of regret creep across his mind and
then it's gone again, replaced with dark lust.
"I will make you mine." His voice is hard, although not his own. I can feel his hands creep down my back and over my butt. His other hand slides over my right breast. He moans again and bites my lower lip, sucking it into his mouth and sliding his tongue over mine. I close my eyes as my head lolls back slowly leaving my neck exposed. He covers it with wet kisses and cups my breast firmly in his left hand. I can feel his pelvic bone pressed hard against mine as he grinds against me slowly. He moans loudly and picks me up in one sweep, tossing me none to gentley onto a hard cold bed. He looks over my body ravenously and tears the front of my shirt open. I can here the buttons bouncing of various surfaces with soft clicks. His hands run over my skin as he kisses down my front, kisses my bare chest, kisses my stomach… I swallow thickly as the warm tears flow down, over my cheeks. His hands is slowly sliding up the inside of my thigh. I small cry escapes my lips. His eyes reach mine and he looks at my sharply.
"Don't look at me like that. Don't pretend you don't want it!" He bites my neck and I can feel a sharp pain shoot through my veins. His nails are digging into waist and thigh. I mouth the word "please" in his direction but he's no longer looking at me. He's mumbling to himself. My lips are beginning to regain feeling slowly and I can almost feel my voice returning. His hands are gripping my hair tightly and I shut my eyes tight.
"Don't pretend… I know you want this too…" He keeps saying it over and over to himself. I move my tongue around my mouth experimentally. "You want this… you want it."
"Pp…ple…please…" My voice is barely a whisper but his eyes lock onto mine sharply. "Ppp… please… Dd…Draco…" I stare at him, my eyes wide and pleading, filled with tears. He shakes his head slowly as his face contorts with regret.
"I have to… I have to… I have…" His voice cracks and he sobs into my shoulder. "I can't!" He pushes himself off me and quickly retreats against the far wall. "I can't… I can't… I can't…" He keeps repeating this to himself as he curls up and sinks down against the wall. I lay there, helpless and grateful. I don't know how long we stay this way but the feeling slowly begins to return to my limbs. I can still here Draco sobbing quietly in the corner. I cannot go to him. Not yet. I have seen an evil inside him that frightens me. Still… he didn't go through with it. He couldn't. He would never… I shut my eyes tightly against the horrors in my mind. He must have a reason. He must.
I can soon move my limbs and I sit up on the bed. Draco is still sitting against the wall although he is now silent. I move towars him slowly, stopping a few feet away. I may not be able to trust him again… He looks up at me slowly, his eyes are red and swollen.
"What… why did you…?" I can't even say it the memories are too fresh. He looks deep into my eyes and tells me everything.
