Chapter Two- What Malfoy Wants
Hermione sat at the Gryffindor table between her two best friends, eating breakfast. Ron kept looking at her, he noticed that she was kind of spooked out. "Hermione, you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine".
Ron refused to believe that she was OK, because if she was, she didn't show it one little bit.
"Great party last night for a Slytherin party, wasn't it?" said Harry grinning.
Last year, Cho blew him off, but this year he finally got her back and made out with Ginny Weasley in front of her just to piss her off. The look on Cho's face was priceless. Harry wanted to laugh out loud at the thought.
"Was it?" said Hermione, confused.
Harry looked at her astonished, "Well, you should know Mione, you were one of the wildest ones in there".
By the look she had on her face, Ron figured everything out. She didn't remember…that had to be it. The way she was dressed, the way she behaved, the way she and Malfoy...
Ugh! He didn't want to even remember THAT!
Hermione felt she was being watched, she could feel it at the back of her neck. When she turned, her eyes met the same cold gray eyes she met this morning. Draco winked at her and continued talking to Crabbe and Goyle, leaving Hermione dumbstruck.
What could he possibly want? thought Hermione.
The three Gryffindors finished their breakfast and made their way to Potions. The class went well, Harry and Ron talked most of the class, but Hermione kept quiet. She couldn't stop thinking about Malfoy and worse yet, she couldn't stop looking at him. Draco knew that Hermione was watching him through the whole class and he secretly smiled to himself. The bell for the end of class rang and everybody started to gather their things.
"Mione, hurry up." said Harry, impatiently.
"Ill catch up with you two, its free period now, remember?" she said.
"Alright, we'll wait in the common room" and with that the two boys exited the dungeon and left her collecting her things.
Hermione felt someone behind her and quickly spun around. Draco grabbed her waist and pressed her against him.
"Hello again, Granger".
She wanted to get as far away from him as possible, but at the same time she wanted to get even closer. What are you thinking! Stop it! she thought to herself.
"Let me go, Malfoy. I have to go." she said, struggling to loosen his grip.
"Not just yet, Granger. I thought of the perfect thing you can do for me" he whispered in her ear and gently licked her earlobe.
Hermione froze at this and stopped struggling.
Oh my god! Don't stop...Stop it, Hermione! Get a grip!
She managed to back away a little from him and looked straight at him. "And that is?"
Draco grinned at her. "Well, Granger, I'm going to put this in easy words. Even though you annoy the fuck out of me, you are one of the most desirable girls in the damn school and I want you to pleasure me where I want, when I want, any time I want. As simple as that".
If they could, Hermione's eyes would've popped out "Are you out of your mind! You're asking me to be your...your.." she couldn't bring herself to say it, she just couldn't.
"You could say that, Granger. But trust me, you won't regret it. And you have to do it...for your sake and your reputation" said Draco, grinning once again.
He knew that she couldn't risk her perfect reputation, and she knew it too. Either way, Hermione knew she was going to regret any decision she chose, but she really didn't have a choice.
"What do I have to do?" she said firmly, giving him a deadly glare.
Draco was in heaven. He was going to get what he wanted. He let go of her and drew something out of his pocket. Hermione noticed that it was a necklace with a purple stone in the middle. "This here is a charmed necklace that can transfer any thoughts of mine into your head. When I want you to come to me, even if you cant explain it, you'll know where Ill be. If you don't come, you know what will happen, so you have to, no matter where you are or what you are doing. Understood?"
"Yes". Her eyes were beginning to water again and Draco smiled cruelly at this. This is definitely going to be my year.
He got closer to her again, and put the necklace on." Never take it off" he whispered against her lips.
"I won't" she whispered back, crying.
He pulled her against him softly and gently pressed his lips against hers. Against her will, she responded the kiss, but as soon as she did, he retreated from her and looked at her.
"I believe we have an understanding" and with that he turned and left her standing in the dungeon.