Hermione slept peacefully in her chair, the only sign of life her chest moving slowly up and down. Draco sat against the wall across the room. He had not moved from this position since he had slid there almost five hours ago. He watched her, thinking of how nice it would be to slip the clothes off her perfect form, to run his hands over her bare skin, to move against her, to kiss her luscious mouth once again. He had never felt such lust in his life, not for any of those slutty Slytherin girls.
"You always want what you can't have," he mumbled to himself. He wished he had been put in Gryffindor. He hated Slytherin. The family line, sure it was important, but he was so miserable. The guys were all morons, and the girls lacked class and beauty severely. Gryffindor, however, had people you could have a conversation with, and the girls! Or he should call them young women, since that's what they were. Hermione was by far the most gorgeous girl he'd ever seen, but those Patil twins, and young Ginny Weasley, they weren't bad either. And although he had always fought with them, he was incredibly jealous of Potter and his side-kick, Weasley. They were popular, and not because people were scared of them. They were smart. Well, Potter was anyway. They were on the Quidditch team for their talent, not their money. And they were best friends with Granger.
As he watched her, Hermione moved roughly in her sleep, and stretched. The top button of her blouse popped open. He stared at her perfectly sculpted breast, the edge of her lacy pink bra just showing. He couldn't take his eyes off it.
"What the hell do you think you're staring at?" Hermione cried suddenly, reaching up to do the button back up.
"You." He replied firmly, and she stared at him in shock as he stood and strode over to her. She sat up, and he claimed her mouth in a savage kiss. She squirmed beneath him, and he lay on top of her. Giving in, she opened her mouth, allowing him full entry. His hand slid quickly up her leg, sending tingles up her spine. She grasped his shirt and pulled it roughly over his head, throwing it across the room. His hand pushed her short skirt out of the way and slipped beneath her underwear. He touched her slit lightly, causing her to shudder, before slipping two fingers inside her. She writhed beneath his touch, and he wiggled his fingers, increasing the pleasure.
When she began to moan, he pulled out, unzipping his fly and kicking off his pants. She slid her hands into his boxers, pushing them down, and they followed his pants. He pulled her underwear down her slender legs slowly, and let out a sound of anticipation. She tried to speed him up and he obliged, moving faster and dropping the skimpy piece on the floor. She wrapped her legs around him, and he slid inside her. She moaned quietly and he began to move slowly in and out of her.
"Faster," she breathed, and he obeyed once more. She undid her blouse, revealing both beautiful breasts, and he ripped her bra. He grasped one breast roughly, prompting another moan, before playing with her nipple. She began to climax, and she tightened around him, bringing him to the edge. He groaned, coming inside her. She bit down on his lip as she came almost straight after him.
After lying on top of her slight figure for several minutes, Draco stood, picking his pants up off the floor. As he pulled up his pants, Hermione sat up, barely believing what had just happened. Zipping up his fly, he turned and walked back over to the wall. He sat in the exact same place he had been in before, and didn't speak.
"That's it?" Hermione called incredulously. Draco didn't reply, he didn't even look up.
"You fucking bastard! You user! You stupid fucking asshole!" she screamed at the top of her voice. He ignored her completely, infuriating her. Jumping out of her seat, she ran over to him and slapped him hard across the face.
"Fuck off you stupid little whore," he said quietly, and met her eyes. His were blank. Tears welled up in hers, and she kicked him in the ribs. As he doubled over in pain, she turned her back on him and walked back to her chair, picking up her underwear as the tears rolled down her cheeks.