Draco and Hermione: Lust or Love?
..Jeff's Mistake..
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Hermione woke up and stretched. Draco wasn't beside her but she'd known he'd been here, that last night wasn't a dream. She got up and slowly made her way over to the bathroom. She got into the shower and washed her hair and body taking her sweet time.
It was so weird… her thoughts just kept on coming back to Draco. Sure, he was hot, nice and half of the time caring. But he was going to become a death eater. She couldn't fall for him. She wouldn't!
Hermione got out of the shower and got dressed into a pair of jeans and a black tank. She threw one of her white school shirt over it done up the buttons only to the middle of her breasts so you could see the shirt underneath. She didn't bother tucking it in. She put on a little bit of makeup and left her hair down, not caring about what she looked like today.
"Saturday. What to do today?" she thought out load. "First I need some breakfast." she decided, with a nod
Hermione walked down the stairs to the common room. Draco was on the couch drawing a picture. He looked cute, in a funny way. He was biting the inside of his lip, deep in thought. She walked up behind him and studied the picture. It was of her. A really good one of her.
"You're really good," she complemented.
"What?" Draco asked, snapping backwards to look at her.
"The picture," she nodded her head towards it, "it's really good."
"Oh, uh, thanks." He said closing the book and setting it on the table in front of him.
"Why me?"
"Huh?"
"Why did you draw me?" Hermione asked Draco.
He shrugged. "Don't know." he told her. That was a lie. He was drawing her because he couldn't get her face out of his memory.
"Oh, well. I'm going to breakfast. Want to come?"
"Uh, no thanks. I'll go down in a little while."
Hermione shrugged. "Okay. See ya later." she told him as she walked out of the room.
'Why is she always in my head?' he asked himself. He grabbed his book again. The picture he was working on was of Hermione. And so were the last four others. He flipped to the first one of her. It was of her in a long dress for a fancy ball. Her hair was up in a bun and she had jewellery on. She was smiling, as happy as she could be. Draco flipped to the next one. Hermione reading. He'd seen a picture of her sitting in a chair with a huge book in her lap. She was concentrating on trying to understand.
The next he drew last night. When she was sleeping. She looked like and angel. She had a slight smile on her lips. She looked so beautiful just lying there sleeping. So innocent. He flipped the page. This one was of her again but of only her face. Her eyes were warm like normal and her mouth was like normal. She was smiling making her look even better. Her hair was down and around her shoulders. Draco smiled at it and closed the book and headed down to the great hall for breakfast.
Hermione walked down the corridor thinking of Draco, again. He was a really good drawer. She looked good how he drew it. 'I wonder if that's the only picture he drew of me.' she thought to herself.
"Hey." came a drawl from behind her. She stopped and turned around. It was Jeff. She turned back around and started to walk again. "Fine, be a little bitch." Hermione stopped. Oh, he did not!
She turned around to face him. "What was that?"
"You heard me. You're a bitch."
"Whatever, Jeff, just leave me alone."
"No. I still want you and I am going to have you."
"I am not for anyone to have." she told him. "So why don't you just go and find someone who wants you, okay?"
"Nah, I rather stay here with you. Oh, and I need to ask you some thing."
"What's that?" Hermione asked, looking over to him, her face showing no expression, her voice cold.
"I was wondering if you would go out with me."
Hermione stopped dead in her tracks. "W-what?" she stuttered.
"I asked-"
"Yeah, I heard you but… Jeff I-I can't. I'm not-"
"Done with Malfoy yet…" Jeff looking down at her.
"I'm not talking about this," she snapped and turned to walk away.
"Just hurry up."
"Hurry up?" Hermione frowned and faced him. "Hurry up for what?"
"Hurry up and get over Malfoy. I want you and I tend to have you soon." This was so shocking for Hermione that she just stared at him.
"What's wrong, babe?" he smiled slyly.
"That isn't funny!" Hermione snapped.
"It isn't?"
"Jeff, stop it!"
"Why? Am I scaring you?" he smirked at Hermione.
Hermione picked up her books that fell from her arms and stood back up to find Jeff just inches away from herself. He was looking down at her with the same scary smirk on his face. He put a piece of hair behind her ear that was in front of her face.
"We need to get to class," Hermione said as she took a step back from Jeff.
Jeff frowned then took a step towards her. "We can skip it."
"Jeff, we really have to go." Hermione tried to convince Jeff.
Jeff snorted. "No we don't."
"Stop it! If you don't want to go then don't but I'm going and you can't stop me."
"Are you sure about that?" Jeff smirked again.
Hermione turned 90º and started to walk but Jeff grabbed her arms and turned her around to face him. "Stay here!"
"Jeff, I have to go to class. If you don't want to go then don't, but I am." She turned around again and tried to walk away but Jeff again grabbed her and swung her round to face him.
"I said stay here!" he bellowed.
"What is wrong with you?!" Hermione was getting really frustrated. Now, Hermione was totally scared of him. He was scaring the hell out of her.
"Nothing's wrong with me. C'mon, play with me. I'll take it easy on you."
"No!" Hermione was totally disgusted. "You're not going to lay a finger on me!"
Jeff took the books out of her arms and dropped them on the floor. After that, he stepped up against her, rubbing his lower body into hers. "I know Hermione wants to play." he said as he ran a finger down her jaw line. Hermione step away from him and backed unto the wall. He stepped over her books on the floor and right up against her again.
She could feel his heart. It was beating a bit faster than normal. Hers was beating so fast it hurt her own chest. Jeff ran his hands under her shirt. One of his hands went tightly around her waist and the other went under Hermione's bra and cupped her.
"Jeff, please!" she begged. A tear slide down her cheek. "Jeff, why are you doing this?" she asked.
"Because I want to," he said. Hermione grabbed his hand and pulled it out from under her shirt.
"Please, just leave me alone!" she whispered.
"No."
"Then let me go!"
"No." he said again. He leaned into her, pushing her closer. He put his hands on her butt and started to kiss her hard and with no feelings but only greed. He slid his tongue in her mouth and she bit it.
He shot backwards. "Don't!" he warned her, angrily.
"Don't what?"
"You know what." he growled.
"Then leave me alone." she told him.
"Make me." he said right before he thrusted his lips onto hers. He again slid his tongue in her mouth. And again, Hermione bit it. But this time a made sure it was hard enough to make it bleed.
He pulled back swearing. He raised his hand and slapped her hard across her face. Hermione brought a hand to her now sore face and looked at Jeff in disbelief.
"Jeff, I don't want to be your girlfriend." Hermione said looking him in the eye.
"Yes, you do," he said as if that would make her want to be his girlfriend now.
"Jeff, get away from me." Hermione whispered.
He leaned in and whispered, "make me," into her ear. Hermione tried to push him back but he wouldn't move. He just rolled his head back and laughed. After he done that he grabbed Hermione's wrists and pinned them above her head, against the wall.
"Jeff…" she whispered. "I don't want to do this."
"But I do."
"Don't do something you'll regret," Hermione warned.
"I wont, don't you worry , babe." she closed her eyes and leaned her head up against the wall. She felt Jeff's lips on hers. It was a total shock. Hermione opened he eyes and turned her head away. He laughed and let go if one of her wrists to cup Hermione's chin, making her face him.
"C'mon, Hermione. You know you want to." he leaned back in and kissed her again. He let got of her other wrist and put both his hands on Hermione's hips. She reached up and put her hands on his shoulders trying to push him off. He ran his tongue on the outside of her bottom lip. Hermione tried to push him back but he wouldn't budge at all. He took another small step towards her which made Hermione sandwiched in between him and the wall. He was so close Hermione could feel his heart beat up against Hermione chest. He started to undo the bottom of her shirt and Hermione was so scared she didn't even notice.
When he leaned back to take a breath he smiled slyly at her. Hermione took a step sideways and tried to run down the hall. But he grabbed hold of her wrist and shoulder, pulling her back and slamming her into the wall.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he roared.
"I'm getting away from you."
"I don't think so." he grabbed Hermione hands and put them behind her. He pushed her back so Hermione's hands couldn't get in his way because she was leaning on them. "You are going to stay right here until I'm done with you." He started to unbutton Hermione's shirt and kiss her again. Once he had her shirt undone, he ran his hands up her sides.
Hermione moaned in sorrow and a tear rolling down her face. She had her eyes closed tightly. She felt him slide his tongue in her mouth and then she reacted. She bit his tongue and he pulled back swearing.
"You bitch! What the hell did you do that for?!?!"
"Get away from me, Jeff!" Hermione screeched, pulling her arms out from behind her and started to scream. "Don't you EVER do that again! Get the hell away from me!"
"You shut up! You hear me? You shut the hell up!"
Hermione started to cry and fell down on the floor. Jeff grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet.
"Jeff… owww!!! Jeff, please stop it!"
"What did I tell you?" Hermione didn't answer him. "What did I tell you?"
"To stay here," Hermione whispered.
"I can't hear you!"
"To stay here!" Hermione cried.
"Good!" he pushed her back against the wall again. He took a finger and ran it from Hermione's throat strait down to her bellybutton.
"Jeff!" Hermione cried. "Please don't!" He just snorted and started to kiss her neck while he ran a finger down her spine. Hermione had tears falling down her face now. "Jeff, please! Please, stop!"
Jeff's fingers slid around the waist of her jeans then back. He unsnapped her jeans and then her zipper.
"Please!" Hermione whimpered, her body struggling to get away, her heart pounding so hard, her soul feeling bruised and sad. Her back hurt from being slammed up against the wall.
"No," he chocked on another sob and Jeff liked her cheek, enjoying her pain and hurt.
"Hey!" came a voice from behind Jeff. It was Draco. "What the… hell." His face then went red and he started to yell. "Get away from her! What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
"Hey, man, were just having fun…"
"Yeah, and does it look like she's having fun?"
"Yeah, so you could just leave and Hermione and I will get back to business."
Someone screamed and others came running as Draco's fist made contact with Jeff's nose.
Hermione sank down to the floor and brought her knees up to her chest and her head ducked on the top of her knees. She heard Jeff moan in pain.
"You little punk! What the fuck!? Leave her the fuck alone!" Next came the sound of flesh connecting hard on flesh. It came again and again. It never seamed to end until all was silent.
Hermione felt someone touch her arm. She flinched and jumped a little.
"Hermione?" came a voice. "Hermione, come'er, babe." The voice was Draco's. Draco lifted Hermione's face a little and she seen him squatting in front of her. She dropped her hands and flung them around his neck. She buried her face in his neck and cried. She was gripping him so hard. She was so scared to let him go. "It's alright." he kept repeating in in ear.
Draco stood up, bringing her with him. Someone was yelling at everyone to go away and leave her and Draco alone. Draco reached down and done up Hermione's zipper and button to her jeans.
"I'm so sorry." Draco whispered into her ear. Hermione didn't say anything just cried in Draco's arms.
"Hermione!" came Ron's voice from behind them.
"Oh, god, what happened to you?" Harry asked, running after him.
"Hermione…" he whispered, walking up behind her. "Oh, god!"
She sniffed and leaned away from Draco. She smiled weakly at Ron. "Hey."
He put a hand to her face. "Oh, god. Hermione what happened to you?" he whispered. He then gave her a hug. When he stepped back, he smiled at her sadly, then walked over to Jeff. He was lying on the floor. He was beaten really bad. Blood was coming out his nose with some on the side of his mouth from a few punches to the jaw. Ron was sure there were ribs broken as well. He was unconscious and good thing or he'd been in a lot of pain.
There was a scream from a few floors down. Ron's head shot backwards to where the great stair case was. "Pavarti!" Ron said quietly. He then shot up from the ground and looked behind Hermione. His eye were full of panic but Hermione didn't see them. She started to cry again and was on the floor.
"Take her back to your common room," he told Draco then turned around and ran. Harry already was down the stairs and to the next before Ron even got up.
Draco crouched down beside Hermione.
"C'mon, babe. Let's go." and he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to their common room. He walked up the stairs to her room. He sat her on the bed and lit a candle with his wand. Her face was lit with the light but the right side was dark with a bruise. 'He hit her.' Draco thought. 'He's dead." Draco growled to himself.
"Okay." he sat on his knees in front of her. "I'm going to take your shirt off for bed, okay?" he asked. She nodded her head and sniffled again.
He undone the buttons and then pulled the tank over her head. He stood up and pulled her up, too.
Hermione looked up at him. "I was so scared," she whispered and broke down crying again.
"Oh, god. Please don't cry." he whispered back. He held her in his arms until her crying was only sniffles. He noticed a black bruise on her shoulder blade.
"Okay. Hermione, I'm going to take your pants off for bed okay? It'll be more comfortable, okay?" she only nodded.
Hermione could only see him by candle light but was glad he was there. He unzipped her jeans, letting them fall to the floor then brought her over to her own bed. He tucked her under the covers, making sure she was warm.
"Draco…?"
"I'll be right back," he whispered before he got up and left the room. He was back within the next minute. He took off his jeans, sweater and t-shirt before climbing in next to her. He laid on his side and Hermione curled up next to him. Draco's arm went around her small, shaking body.
Stupid kid, Jeff was. 'Why the hell would he do that? Does he not know he'd get the shit beaten out of him?'
Hermione was snuggling closer to him like a kitten seeking comfort. She curled into him, needing him to be there.
He kissed her forehead. "Sweet dreams, little one." he whispered before he blew out the candle and lay beside her, trying to fall asleep.
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Hey there you guys! Thank you so much for reviewing on the last chapter. I hope you liked this one. I didn't want to just forget about Jeff so I made him an evil little bastard. Well please, please, please review on this chapter. I hope you guys don't mind the wait. Well until next chapter…
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