Hermione sighed in frustration as she downed her fourth drink of the evening and leaned against the wall. The dinner party had been different than Hermione thought it would be, she actually enjoyed herself. Pansy might be a little ditsy but she was fun too and Hermione enjoyed getting to know a few others such as Millicent, Theodore Nott and even Crabbe and Goyle.
However, four hours later she was ready to go home, climb into her pajamas and snuggle with a good book. Ginny had different ideas; Hermione rolled her eyes at the sight of Ginny still chatting up the Malfoy heir. The two had barely parted way all night and it didn't seem that was going to change.
She decided to go and talk to Ginny and find out if she should just leave without her. As she clumsily pushed herself away from the wall, she almost tumbled over but a strong pair of arms grabbed her around the waist. She opened her mouth to scream but a large hand clamped over it and muffled the sound. She struggled for her wand as he assailant pulled her into a brook closet.
"If I take my hand off your mouth will you promise to be a good girl and not scream?" a man asked playfully. Hermione nodded slightly, terror gripping her heart but curiosity winning out. The hand on her waist released her and she turned around and came face to face with Marcus Flint. He leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette.
Hermione coughed and stepped out of the cloud of smoke, looking at him in disgust. "That kills" Hermione told him pointing to the cigarette. Marcus chuckled as he took a drag.
"We have all been through worse" Marcus replied, "'I'll survive"
"What are you paying at?" Hermione blurted out, "Grabbing me and pulling me away. You scared me"
Marcus bowed mockingly and teased her more, "I apologize mam"
"I have to go find my friend" she told him as she reached for the door but he was quicker and blacked the entrance with his body.
"She's being well taken care of" Marcus advised her. One of his large hands slipped around her waist while the other stubbed the cigarette out o the wall. He pulled Hermione close to him, his mouth hovering over hers. Hermione felt that odd feeling again; the surge went all the way through her body at his touch. "I noticed you" he whispered, "You were the sexiest thing at this party"
"I-uh-I" Hermione stammered, feeling quite ridiculous at her failure to communicate. "Thank you"
Marcus brushed his lips against hers lightly, it barely qualified as a kiss, and "I was having trouble stopping myself from ripping your clothes off and taking you on the table"
Hermione interrupted his words by capturing his lips in a kiss. When they parted he chuckled again this time softer, "Eager aren't you?"
"Do you know who I am?" Hermione asked, curious as to why an elitist pureblood would have pulled her into a broom closet for a quickie. Marcus smirked as he leaned in to nibble on her ear. Hermione moaned and he whispered,
"Hermione Granger, Gryffindor know it"
"They are tons of beautiful purebloods at this party" Hermione replied trying to pull away from the kisses trailing down her neck. 'Why me? I am mudblood"
"That is the problem with you Gryffindors" Marcus explained in between kisses, "You are just as prejudiced as you make us out to be. Not all Slytherins hate muggle borns. I never did."
"But" Hermione started only to be cut off by his lips crashing against hers.
"Problem two" Marcus interjected, "Gryffindors don't know when to shut up"
Hermione gave in letting her lips be taken again, this kiss last longing growing deeper until his tongue requested entry. Soon she was lost in the synchronized dancing of their tongues and hands ands they explored on another. Marcus pulled away first. He straightened his tie and his jacket before leaving the room glancing down at a panting and lustful Hermione.
"You'll be seeing me real soon Granger" Her whispered before leaving her alone and confused.
"Damn it" Hermione muttered as she pounded the wall with her fist, "I think my world just got a little more complicated"
Hermione checked with Ginny before leaving, the young red head gave Hermione a knowing wink and advised her not to wait up. Hermione said goodbye to Pansy and made her way out. She searched for Marcus but eh seemed to be gone.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she reached her dark flat. She kicked her shoes off and headed for the bathroom. She gasped when she noticed the door of the bathroom ajar and the light shinning out. Hermione pulled her wand out and slowed her pace.
"Hello" she called into the darkness. Hermione lifted her wand to the ready and listened she could here footsteps toward the door. A dark figure stepped out of the shadows and she squinted to make the image clearer.
'Marcus" she gasped. The 6'4 Slytherin was standing in the doorway smirking at her. He had a towel wrapped around his waist. 'Hope you don't mind I grabbed a shower while I waiting"
"Hoe did you, why did you?" Hermione stammered.
"Granger" Marcus said, 'Pick a question and go with it?"
"How did you know where I lived?" Hermione asked. Marcus stepped passed her and headed for her bedroom. Hermione followed in a daze.
"Pansy" Marcus replied, "I asked her before I left the party"
"Does she know you here?" Hermione asked, "I mean did she know you were coming here tonight?"
Marcus shrugged as he reached for his clothes, "I don't know maybe, it wouldn't take the cleverest witch of our age to figure it out" Marcus winked at Hermione and dropped the towel. Hermione gasped again and turned around quickly. Marcus was laughing as he dressed himself; Hermione cursed herself for her reaction to this situation.
"You can turn around now Granger, I am covered" He told her. Hermione slowly turned back around dared to open her eyes. Marcus was wearing his slacks and white undershirt. He sat down on her bed.
"Why are you here?" Hermione asked trying to keep her voice steady.
Marcus raised his eyebrows and gave her mischievous grin, "I think you know Granger" He replied. Before Hermione knew what she was doing she pushed him on to the bed and straddled him. Hermione was not an experienced woman, she had only slept with two men but something animalistic was coming out in her. She covered his mouth with her and let her hands wander freely. Hermione could feel his well-developed muscles through his shirt.
"This needs to come off" Hermione mumbled as she pulled his shirt off. Marcus slipped her onto her back and yanked her shirt off. Then he took his wand and mumbled an incantation she had never heard. Hermione gasped as the rest of their clothes flew off and landed on the floor." Wow, you are rather handy"
Marcus smirked again and recaptured her lips. Hermione could him throbbing against her and she was aching to have him inside of her. He positioned himself on top of her and she looked up at him imploring to just get on with it, burning for him to be inside of her. With a one swift movement he entered her and Hermione had never felt more pleasure and more pain at that moment. She hissed with pleasure and clawed his back. He thrusted forward several times and soon they found there rhythm. Hermione closed her eyes and moaned, loving the feeling of him on top of her. She could feel the pressure building inside of her and as she came she let out a very unhermione like scream. It didn't take long after her climax for Marcus to explode inside of her.
When Hermione opened her eyes Marcus was besides her smoking a cigarette.
'I never said you smoke in here" Hermione scolded him, blowing the smoke out of her face.
Marcus just grinned before putting the cigarette out and whispered, "You never said I could come over either"