Chapter 6: Harder to endure
Disclaimer: I'm having a lot of difficulty continuing on with this story because I have noticed that my past chapters contain at least 5000 words and I don't know if I can keep up with that, 5000 is just a tad bit too demanding. So, I guess this chapter will be shorter than the previous ones. I'm really sorry for all the lousy updates, I'm having a lot of difficulty continuing this especially now. Thank you for all your reviews, though I must say that the previous chapter was a bit fast though.
I think that I'll give Annie a POV also, but not that often just occasional ones, so tell me what you think about this.
Enough with this useless blabbing and on with the story....
Warning: This chapter contains R content, not that graphic (I promise you no smut or something like that, at least as of now), I think but just to warn you kiddos there, I warned you okay? So, if you don't want to read any mature content, please leave this story alone. Thanks
Draco's POV
The moonlight illuminated my darkened room but not my darkened thoughts.
I couldn't sleep that night, I was thinking so much that it made my head ache, thinking of a person I am not most likely to think about or give a second thought or a damn.
And that person happens to be, Hermione Granger, the prodigious mudblood, a member of the golden trio, an insufferable know it all but most of all my personal maid.
I just thought of what I said a while ago.
I like the mudblood...
Do I really like her? If I do that most certainly wouldn't be me.
I said it myself with a note of honesty in my voice but I can't say it's true. I can't possibly like a mudblood, it's against our ethics because it is always said that purebloods are superior over them and liking a mudblood will ruin just everything and we are not talking about any mudblood here, we are talking about Hermione Granger, the school's biggest mudblood yet the school's most brilliant witch.
This is insane. I should stop thinking and clear my mind; a Malfoy couldn't possibly like a mudblood.
Beads of sweat formed at the top of my forehead.
Did I just admit that I like Granger? The number one know it all of Hogwarts? Not to mention that she's a mudblood.
She might be a mudblood but she changed but I couldn't care less, it is still dirty blood that's flowing beneath that skin of hers. I hated the thought, it's just so absurd, and I can't feel this way about her.
I smirked as I recalled the day's activities, the mudblood being as clumsy as she could be toppled over the stairs.
I would have laughed at the thought, her helplessness is simply amusing, but then I remembered something that I saw...her ass.
I didn't make it such a big of a deal a while ago but when put to words, her ass was actually...I don't know how to describe it but I have that distinct feeling that her ass will feel as soft as her skin. I wonder just how it feels...
I raised my eyebrows, I'm not supposed to be thinking about that girl, I'm supposed to be clearing my mind from useless thoughts and getting some sleep, but I find that difficult at the moment especially when my thoughts are bothered by a certain someone I didn't want to think about.
I turned my head and brought my hand to my lips. I touched it like I touched the mudblood's lips; my lips are far different from hers. Her lips were soft and full, and I long to kiss them and to probe her mouth.
I sighed this is going nowhere; my thoughts are bothering me so much.
I tilted my head to face the window that showed the moon, clouds started to surround it. Rain filled clouds and for sure, rain was about to come. I lied down on my bed for a while and thought about nothing at all, not until I smelled a familiar scent...the scent of Granger.
I bolted right up. She can't be here?
No, she's not here then why that scent? Must be the skirt but then her skirt was far from the bed and there's no way that the scent would reach my bed, unless it's that strong, but her scent is not that strong.
The scent was mildly intoxicating; it made my head whirl.
I looked around and I noticed that the scent was on me. On me? Maybe I underestimated her scent, maybe it's that strong that it stuck on me. I'm thinking too much, I need to unwind. So, I stood up and walked to the couch. I sat and saw Granger's skirt just beside me, just as I was about to grab it; I heard a knock from my bedroom door.
I stared at it, who would be knocking at this time of the night?
The knocking continued, I grabbed my wand and opened it, to reveal a monster? A monster with horrid disfigured face carrying something I don't know what. I stared at it, and then I threw my cushioned pillow at it. It did nothing.
I was about to grab my wand when it said, "Master Malfoy—"
It knows my name? Jesus! Our mansion must be that haunted to carry some sort of monster that knows my name.
"Holy Shit!"
"You know, Master Malfoy. I shit too, but unlike you I don't brag about it"
I raised my eyebrows; certainly no monster would talk like this?
"What the fuck?"
I stared at it, waiting for it to make a move. My wand lied forgotten on a nearby cushion pillow.
"I believe what you call 'fuck' is your former servant, Annie Palace" said a croaky voice
"Jesus Christ! Palace, what do you think you are doing here in the dead of the night?" I said suppressing my chortles.
She just raised her thick eyebrows at me and that made her a thousand times more horrible.
I laughed; I was almost intimidated by our own servant, but honestly since I disfigured her face so much she looked like a prowler at night. I laughed at her but she said nothing. God! Was this creature pathetic!
"Honestly Palace, you seriously need to do something with your face or you'll end up scaring every person in this house during the night" I said still laughing at her.
"Honestly, Master Malfoy if it is in terms of attitude, I think more people will be afraid of you then they will be with my disfigured visage"
Did she just say that? I thought she was in love with me, but oh well; one person can't have them all.
"But it's better off that way, isn't it Palace?"
"You should do away with those cussing," she said adamantly, advertently changing the subject away from her disfigured face.
I looked at her, I never heard her utter a swearword before but it didn't mean that she has to reprimand me for it. She's just a servant here and no servant reprimands a Malfoy.
"I'm a 19 year old, Palace. I can cuss whenever I want to and you are not in place to tell me that" I said looking at her sternly
"Honestly," I snorted
"'I shit too, Master Malfoy, but unlike you, I don't brag about it'" I mimicked "Seriously Palace, you should sort out your priorities other than reprimanding me for being as mature as I can be"
"Cussing can be very immature sometimes, Mr. Malfoy" she said sounding more like my mother than herself
"Don't forget the word, sometimes, Palace"
God! This maid is making my usual cussing a big deal! Honestly, doesn't she have anything better to do than educate me with her own biased ethics?
"Your immaturity amuses me, Master Malfoy"
"I cuss whenever and wherever I want to, Palace. That's the end of this pointless discussion", I said putting a firmer tone
"But your mother seems to be taking my side on this" she said standing rooted on the spot
I gritted my teeth, I had had enough of my mother's useless orders, so if this is the reason why Palace is here at the middle of the night then I'll just have to make her go away.
After all, she's interrupting my thoughts and my serious contemplation on Granger.
"So, I'll take that as the reason on why you are here" I said compelling myself to keep my voice calm. The thought of my mother sending someone to reprimand me rather than reprimand me herself is simply unnerving.
And it vaguely reminded me of how much I needed real parents, not parents who rely on servants to do the disciplinary actions towards their only son.
"No" she said simply
"Then why are you here?"
"I thought this might be of use to you, which means more rags for the mudblood," she said throwing me the things she held on her right hand.
It fell straight on the couch and I saw what it was, the mudblood's undergarments. I flinched at the sight of them but they weren't filthy.
"Why didn't you give it to me a while ago?" I asked
"Because I just found them when I cleaned the parlor a while ago" she said
"Jesus! Palace, do you ever get some sleep?"
"Sometimes, but I live to serve your family" she said taking a seat on the opposite side of where I was sitting. As she did that I got a whiff of her scent, a scent of blueberries. So, it must be her. That's why Granger smelled like her because she hung around with her in the parlor and I smell like her because of the incident in the elf room. Damn! Her scent weirdly reminds me of Granger.
"You sound like a house elf"
"That's what I should do, shouldn't I? To keep my family safe from your father's clutches," she said
Then it struck me, Annie has been our maid for ages and she has a family too. Doesn't she miss them? I began to give her a thought; a thought of concern and I only did that now. This never happened before. I am usually heartless.
"Palace, what about your family? Don't you miss them?"
"I do, but what's the point of going back to them when all I can do is bring back danger to them" she said
At least she has a family who will always give her a second thought, someone who will always care for her and someone who loves her, unlike me. But hell I shouldn't be thinking about that.
I began to feel a bit of hatred to my father, why in hell did he have to do this to her. Then again, I didn't know why Palace was here in the first place, why her family is indebted to us, the Malfoys.
"Palace, why is your father indebted to my father anyway?"
She raised her head to face me then said, "I don't want to discuss those kind of matters"
I stared at her; I won't pursue the subject if she doesn't want to.
"Fine, as for this clothes. Take them to the mudblood, I trust that she will need them soon"
She nodded and went out of the room.
I went back to my bed then I found myself to where I was a while before, thinking about the mudblood again.
This has to stop. I can't go on living while thinking of her every second of the day.
So I concluded it, the mudblood will have to go.
But before that, I needed to consult one of my parents and ask them about it.
I walked out of my room and went upstairs to where my parents' room is located. After I turned left, I saw two doors with serpents as handles and a golden plaque with the inscription "Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy".
I haven't been here for quite a while already. I began to knock the door using the silver knocker just below the golden plaque.
No one answered. Damn, mother! Hurry up, this is important!
I knocked several more times and still no one answered.
That's it! I'm going in, I won't wait any longer.
"Alohamora" I whispered and I heard the lock click. I opened the door and saw only my mother snoozing on the bed. I approached her and shook her awake.
At first she did nothing then she said "Mmmm, Lucius, a bit faster and harder than that"
I stared at my mother in horror. What the? Maybe my mother is not as passive as I thought she was.
I shook her once more and she said "Mmmm, Harder!"
God! What is my mother dreaming about? I shook her again this time I said her name
"Narcissa, wake up!"
I don't usually call my address my mother as mother especially during urgent times but I always addressed my father as father because I don't know what will happen to me if I don't.
"Lucius, you sound so sexy when you call my name..." she moaned
Christ! My mother is a good sleeper. Suddenly her head fell to my hand, I didn't realize it but I felt something wet and sticky. I pushed her head and saw her drool resting on my hands.
God! Maybe my mother isn't that decorous during the night. I wiped the drool off with her blanket.
I guessed I pushed her head a little too hard because she seemed to be fully awake.
"Draco, what in heavens name are you doing here at this time of the night?" she said sternly
I looked at her, her hair was ruffled and her cheeks were all scattered with drool. I tried to suppress my laughter. She certainly looked as bad as Annie.
"Where is father?"
"That is none of your business. Now, if you'll excuse me, you just interrupted a seriously good dream" she said straightening her pillows and getting ready to sleep.
I felt rage rush through my temples. So, now I am not allowed to know where my father is?! I'm his son; I'm supposed to know.
"Narcissa, can't you even give me a bit of your fucking time and just tell me where the hell my father is?" I shouted, my voice ringing all over the room.
"I will not be spoken to that way, Draco and don't you ever use swearwords again. Go back to sleep or you'll wreck that wonderful Malfoy visage of yours"
"Who gives a damn about my visage? Honestly, can't you give your son a bit of your time?"
She looked at me straight in the eye and said, "Not if it is at the dead of the night"
"But you'll have to listen to me! I want to grant the mudblood her freedom, I want her out of this house right now!" I shouted
I grabbed her attention because she turned around, sat up and faced me and said, "Say that again,"
"I want the mudblood out of this house"
She stared at me and said "And why is that?"
I looked at her, her eyes demanding an answer. I can't tell her the real reason. She'll blow up worse than she'll ever be. So I said casually lowering my tone, now that she's finally hearing me out "Because I can't stand her"
"Draco, you are no longer a school boy. I can't believe I'm going to reason this out to you but you can't free the mudblood"
"And why not?" I asked feeling the rage seep in to me again
"Just so because I said so, besides I thought you love dominating her?"
Oh DAMN! I can't believe my mother is not giving me straight answers.
"I do not enjoy dominating her!" I shouted
She looked at me sternly then said "I'm sorry to hear that, Draco but you can't set her free and you yourself should get some sleep"
"The least you can do is to give me a real reason why I can't grant her, her freedom, Narcissa because if you wont, I will grant her, her freedom this instant!" I said
My mother heaved a sigh and said "Are you always this spoiled?"
I ignored her then she said, "You cant grant her, her freedom because she is the only remaining threat we have for Potter and if you do free her, problems will ensue and much more than that, she can report us. What makes you think a mudblood will not do anything to save the man she loves? Honestly, Draco, you shouldn't underestimate mudbloods like her"
I looked at her then said, "That's the dark lord's fault isn't it? He should have killed her while he had the chance" '
I didn't mean that, I just said that out of deep frustration.
My mother's face screwed up as she said, "The dark lord isn't to blame, and in fact you should be thankful"
I've had enough! I stood up and said "Well I'm not!"
"Tell me why you hate him so, Draco?! He is the reason why we are an influential family right now!" my mother shouted
"Influential fucking wizards, you mean. Well, believe it or not, Narcissa, I have never been more ashamed of you than I was today, your sickening service to that monster is totally unnerving and because of that 'obsession' you call service, you forgot your duties as a mother an as a parent and because of that you think your son is bound to proud to be a potential deatheater!"
"Draco Anthony Xavier Malfoy (The name sucks, I know don't remind me, I can think of nothing else), I will not be spoken to that way!" she said equaling my rage
I rolled my eyes; I hate it when she calls me by my full name.
"Well mother, you never taught your son good manners!"
My mother looked at me then said, "Why do you hate him so?"
"That's a task for you too find out!"
Then I walked out of her room fuming. I hated it when my way isn't followed, I hated it when I didn't win and much more than that, I hated it when my mother brings up the topic of the dark lord.
I heard my mother's voice saying, "If ever she escapes, it'll be entirely your fault! Don't let that happen Draco—"
I slammed the door to silence her and keep me from hearing more of her rants and shouts.
I went down the stairs as I thought about what she said, "It'll be entirely your fault!"
It was always my fault; everything is blamed on me!
And where the hell is father?
I entered my room seething. The only way I can withstand the mudblood is to have deep control and I'm putting it to the test right now. I'm going down to her room and see how she's doing.
While doing that, I deeply thought about my mother. Sure, I might have preferred her better than father but tonight; she changed my whole perspective of preferring her.
I hate my mother but most of all I hate this life!
Hermione's POV
I was at the topmost floor of the Malfoys' manor. I precariously stood at the railings of their terrace staring into the deep nothingness before me. I breathed the fresh air; I was clothed in nothing but loose white garment.
It danced gracefully with the wind.
Just then a hand pushed me, I turned only to see Annie's face laughing at me while saying "Malfoy is mine!!! Mine! Mine! Mine! Die mudblood die!"
I screamed but no sound came out.
Then everything was in pitch black.
I woke up and the first person I saw was....
"Harry!" I shouted extending my arms for a hug
He hugged me but he broke away almost instantly.
I just stared at him.
He was there only inches, away from me...
I looked at him
"Hermione..." he whispered
"Harry..."
I reached for him but he didn't receive my hand, he just looked at me, his eyes filled with sorrow, I stared at him then asked, "Is this real?"
He didn't give an answer, instead he bended his head down.
I looked at him then suddenly blurted, "How did you escape?"
Again he said nothing; his silence is killing me!
Suddenly I noticed that tears were dropping from his eyes.
"Harry, what's wrong?"
Harry isn't likely to cry besides what is he crying for?!
"Hermione, you should forget about me!" he said
I stared at him that came as a shock what the hell did he mean?! I grabbed his hand
"Harry, I—"
"No!" he said taking his hand harshly away from my grasp "I'll see you around"
With that he ran as fast as he could to the opposite direction.
I was right behind him in hot pursuit.
So suddenly I could no longer see him but I kept running anyway, that's when I realized that I was in a topmost floor of a certain building.
I realized I couldn't stop running but apart from that the sudden movement of the ground took me by shock.
I fell yet again, only to be caught by Harry.
He smiled at me; his smile was all it had to take to relieve me. I smiled back at him too, putting my left hand on his cheek.
Then suddenly he smirked and his green eyes turned silvery gray and his usual jet-black hair turned into platinum and his skin turned pale.
"No!" I said
"Oh yes, Granger."
"No!" I moaned
Harry can't turn into Malfoy!!! No, he just can't!
"You are my maid for life, Granger!!!" he laughed evilly
"NO!!!!!!"
"No!!!! Harry!!!"
"Oh God! Please don't mistake me for that gay boyfriend of yours; I'm way more beautiful than that prat! And hell take your bloody hands off me"
My head stirred, "What the hell?!"
I opened my eyes and was immediately blinded by the harsh light of the room. As soon as it was on focus, I realized I was hugging someone. And not just that, that particular someone was skin to skin with me.
I raised my eyebrows and I heard a scorn voice, "Will you take your filthy arms off me, please?"
"Malfoy?!" I said leaping away from him
"Nice of you to notice" he said haughtily, stroking his platinum hair that several strands fell to his face.
I blushed; Malfoy was shirtless. He was even better that way; his body was somewhat moist with sweat and God! His muscles were every girl's dream. He was deeply toned and he looked ever so hot!
God, I think I believe those girls who said Malfoy was hot cause he most certainly is.
I snapped myself out of my stupor and asked, "What are you doing here and what do you want?!"
"You"
My eyes jolted and I raised my eyebrows at him. Was this guy playing with me? Cause if he is? He'll be playing in less than a minute; I'll kill him off before he can say another word.
I can't believe I'm saying this but Malfoy can be such a sick fuck sometimes.
"Excuse me?"
He smirked and said, "I want you to shut up and let me do the talking"
I glared at him then I said, "What are you doing here?"
"Did you even listen to me, mudblood?"
I stared at him and waited for him to talk.
"Are you sure you want to continue without anything on? Honestly, a nude woman sleeping is one of the things that turn me on and believe me this is the first time that it hasn't" he said eyeing something
I waited for him to say something more, clearly not getting what he meant but I noticed him eyeing something. I followed his gaze and it lead towards my...breasts.
"Malfoy, you sick pervert!" I said covering myself with the covers.
Malfoy smirked and said "Don't worry I've seen better ones!"
I cocked an eyebrow and said "Like Annie's perhaps?"
He snorted and said "Like Scarlette's..."
I screwed my face in disgust and whacked him with a pillow. He landed on my feet, laughing.
When I fully covered myself with the blanket, a pillow landed squarely on my face, taking me by surprise.
Then I saw him smirking at me.
"Gotcha! Hmm, maybe Scarlette does have better tits than you" he said looking at me logically.
I realized that the blanket fell off from my body when he threw me that pillow, revealing my breasts again.
"You really are a sick pervert Malfoy!" I said securely covering myself for the third time
He laughed again. When he did, I realized something; Malfoy and I were getting along for the first time. Not exactly, getting along but not fighting or anything. God! I didn't even find myself giving so big of a damn when he saw my tits.
When he was done he said "I was kidding, Granger!"
I glared at him then said, "What were you laughing at, my tits or your 'hilarious' joke"
He said nothing but sat up again and said, "I didn't know you sleep naked"
I blushed again; I wish I wouldn't do that in front of Malfoy.
"Well, you didn't give me any clothes to sleep in tonight!" I retorted
"How about those robes? Are they a tad bit old for you?"
'Fuck off, Malfoy! You know very well I couldn't sleep in those horrendous things"
"Ah but of course you can't, little miss mudblood must be pampered to her hearts extent but don't you worry your uniform will be here tomorrow"
My uniform? I gulped. I didn't like the sound of that.
"And should I say that you were pushing those deflated balloons you call breasts to my chest with such passion, honestly mudblood, do you miss Potter that much? Or is he just not that good in handling girls?"
Again I felt myself blush, "What do you mean push?"
"You hugged me, mudblood. Pushing your dirty self to my beautiful clean body"
Oh god! I just remembered; that dream was so awful that I hugged...Malfoy!
Ick! My skin pressing against his chest or rather my breasts pressing against his muscular chest.
I shut my eyes mentally scolding myself!
"What are you doing here, Malfoy?"
"Changing the subject, are we?" he said vindictively
"Yeah!' I said forcefully "Got a problem with that?"
He ignored me and then I asked "Why are you half naked anyway?"
"To show you that I have a better body than Potter who happens to have a body of a surfboard!"
"Harry doesn't have a body of a surfboard!"
"Playing defensive, go ahead say something that is true about Potter!"
I bit my lower lip, Harry didn't exactly have those muscles he had but that doesn't mean he had the body of a surfboard. Besides why are we talking about Harry? He is supposed to be insulting me!
And why is he so angry?
I just don't understand dark wizards.
'What are you doing here?"
He sighed "That unfathomable question again, haven't you got anything better to ask?"
"Yes, what are you doing here?"
I had that distinct impression that Malfoy is trying to change the subject after I ask this question.
He rolled his eyes and said "You will find your uniform and your undergarments here in this table early morning tomorrow"
It was my turn to roll my eyes and say, "In case you haven't noticed, Malfoy. It is already 'tomorrow'"
He ignored me and walked out of the room leaving me all alone again.
"Insufferable prat!" I muttered
And just as I was about to sleep, I heard him mutter, "insufferable prat!'
I laughed, sometimes that guy can be so predictable and unbearable yet again we did get along a while ago and that is something that doesn't usually happen between us, we were born not to get along.
Then again when he told me about pressing myself against him, he wasn't wrong. He was right about it but then again I never knew how it felt since I was only half conscious that time.
Something weird tells me I'd like to try it again.
But seriously Malfoy did look hot without anything on top, especially when covered in sweat.
I smiled in spite of myself, I shouldn't be thinking of bad thoughts like that. I lied down the bed and tried to sleep.
Surprisingly I couldn't sleep anymore, I felt fully awake. This is all Malfoy's fault!
I looked all around me and noticed the other beds were empty; there were no house elves in sight. What the? Where the hell were these elves anyway?
Something gives me the idea that these elves work full time.
I heard scuttling by the door, I immediately bolted right up and noticed the elf that served me the first time I landed on this house. A female one.
What was its name again? Scarlaff? Crimson? Red?
"Ms. Hermione Granger?" she asked
"Yes?" I asked her gently
"This is your uniform," she said handing me something in black and white with a bit of lacy detail then she went leaving me alone again.
Finally! Some clothes
I checked the uniform out and was extremely shocked.
It was sort of a French maid uniform but it was skimpier, sexier and definitely...naughty. What the hell was Malfoy thinking of?
I lifted the upper portion first, it has a neckline that almost reached it's lower part and it's neckline was wide enough to leave the two sleeves barely hanging which means the uniform must be off- shoulder.
I grabbed the uniform and went to a nearby mirror.
I tried the upper portion on and my suspicions were right, it was really skimpy plus the lacy details were giving me itches. The neckline really showed off my cleavage and the back portion was nonetheless bare. The shirt or whatever you call it halted right above my naval.
I tried the skirt on next; it hugged my legs that I can barely move.
God! Malfoy is crazy for thinking of this and I'm not staying anymore to find out more surprises, the uniform itself was too much of a surprise.
I'm leaving and nothing is going stop me!
I took off the uniform and pulled the covers to cover my naked self. I frantically searched the room for the robe that Malfoy gave me, I searched and searched but I found nothing.
They must have got it a while ago to assure Malfoy that I'm going to wear this uniform!
God! I'm not going to wear that uniform in escaping! I could barely move in that thing!
I noticed a dirty piece of cloth lying in one of the bedside tables. I grabbed it and noticed it was an overly sized white shirt; they must be using it as rags.
I don't care if it's filthy and smelly.
I have to get out of here right now!
I tried it on and it was just enough to cover my whole body, nonetheless the fabric was thin but I didn't care, I have to escape.
I checked the door and noticed there was no one in sight, so I began to escape.
Draco's POV
What made me think that going to Granger's room would clear everything?
God! It only made things worse and what's worse is that I saw her pair of tits. I know that I insulted them but it was the right thing to do, but hell, Granger has great breasts, better than Pansy's deflated balloons.
Granger wasn't the little girl I thought she was; she is a mature woman.
I smirked. First I saw her ass now her tits? What's next?
This is taking me nowhere; I needed to get out to get some fresh air.
Surely when I got out it was not air that greeted me but endless torrential rain, now I'm wet!
A gust of wind blew.
Now I'm wet and cold
I went back inside seething, even the weather wasn't agreeing with me! I got the one of the covers that was covering one of the couches and covered it on me from top to bottom.
It covered me completely.
I went back to the kitchen; it was completely dark now. I drank some water until I heard someone scream.
Hermione's POV
What the hell was that thing? I just saw something white, something like a creature and I just screamed but it wasn't too loud to wake the whole mansion.
I was hiding behind a huge kitchen pot, hoping that whatever that thing I saw is gone.
The Malfoys' manor is really deserted at night even though several elves are wandering in it. This place must be so big that I didn't even encounter one of the elves but instead I encountered a creature.
The thought gave me the shivers; the Malfoys' house is really haunted it made me wish I had my wand with me but there's no time to get it, I have to escape.
I glanced back at where I last saw that arcane creature and noticed it was gone. So, I took off once more in the dark kitchen. I noticed a kitchen knife lying on the table; I grabbed it, just in case that creature will come back again.
I walked and walked, where the hell is the front door of this manor?
I was like a thief in their manor, holding the knife precariously in my hand. Suddenly the lights went on and a cold male voice said, "Not escaping are we, mudblood?"
I stood frozen in the spot, just when I had the chance to escape, Malfoy had to blow it up!
I turned around and saw him, he was still shirtless but I was shocked when I saw his face, not only was he wet but he was also angry. I never saw him that angry before, he was leaning on the wall and I noticed that there was a door just about inches away from him.
ESCAPE AT LAST!
I noticed white cloth clutched tightly in his hand, so it wasn't a creature or a ghost, it was Malfoy.
Stupid me!!!!
My scream must have alerted him. He was bending his head but I could tell he was really disappointed because his eyebrows were furrowed and his hand was somewhat massaging his forehead.
I glared at him and said strongly, "Well, there's nothing you can do now! I'm escaping and there's nothing you can do, I'll go back to Harry where I rightfully belong! And if you think you can stop me think again, my motivation is strong and if ever you try to do so, you'll meet your end, NOW BACK OFF!"
I brandished the knife in front of me.
He looked at me then waved his wand, I felt the knife instantly drop. I looked at him then gulped, now what?
There was only one thing left to do, RUN!
But before I could, he cornered me and pushed me harshly to the wall. I yelped in pain as he did. He held my shoulders and pressed me to the wall then he raised my hands and pressed them to the wall, my hands were leveled with my head and he held my wrists firmly, our bodies dangerously close.
He leaned in toward me his face close to mine and whispered, "Do you know what I have to face once they found out you're gone?"
"No! But that's not my problem it's yours!" I said struggling to let loose from his grasp but he has a tight grasp that I could feel no blood rushing to my hands. I noticed the gap between Malfoy's two legs.
Hmmm, maybe that trick on Blaise may come in handy again.
"I don't know about you, Malfoy...but I AM ESCAPING!" I said as I kicked him hard.
He released me, the kick must be strong cause he bonked his head on the wall but landed sprawled on the floor anyway, his eyes shut and his face contorted in pain.
I quickly grabbed the knife and went running to the opposite direction
Draco's POV
I saw many little naked Hermione Grangers dancing while turning in my head. I snapped out of it, isn't that supposed to be little stars?
Stupid mudblood! First she punches me in third year now she kicks me hard on the balls.
I was never kicked in that part before.
The mudblood was foolish for thinking that she could escape me, not knowing that the door she just escaped from is the outer garden and there is no way of escape there because of the high fence.
I smirked and went after her, she's going to pay for what she did to me, no girl is going to do that to me and be left unscathed.
When I went out I already saw her there, drenched. Her overlarge shirt sticking to her body, showing me every distinct curve she had.
Her breasts were clearly seen and she never looked so...good.
I racked my brain and scolded myself, CONTROL! Remember that, she is a mudblood!
You are here to punish her for what she has done.
I approached her and noticed that she was bending her head down, which is an advantage, she didn't see me coming.
When I approached her, she looked up and was startled, she started to run but she slipped and landed on the muddy floor on her back.
I took my chance and trapped her.
I held her wrists again and rested my knees on her legs.
"Malfoy, no! Please let me escape"
She was struggling and that made it harder to endure, she looked so helpless, yet the more helpless she became the more seductive she was.
Even though the torrential rain kept pouring, I found myself thinking it was very hard to endure.
She kept struggling as I looked at her, I finally found myself loosening the grasp as I trailed my finger on her milky white skin, which went down to the line that separates her two breasts.
She stared at me without saying anything, her eyes longing for an answer and I gave it to her, I couldn't control myself anymore, it was becoming harder to endure. She's a woman and I'm a man, I couldn't care less about our differences in blood.
So I bended down to claim her raspberry lips as I stroke her auburn hair.
I just kissed a mudblood, not knowing the consequences but I didn't care, I kissed her like I kissed no girl before. She didn't respond at first, but then she opened her mouth to welcome mine inside. She closed her eyes and so did I, I found it very weird in admitting that I am actually considering this and moreover, she, herself considering this.
I loved how her mouth tasted; it's as if she was eating butter flavored candy before going to sleep. It tasted good.
The moment she responded with the kiss and probed in my mouth as well, I forgot everything about ethics, I forgot about her race, I forgot about our past ignited lives, I forgot about my predicaments of having her here in our house but most of all I forgot that I am a pureblood and that she was a mudblood.
The moment became intimate that the kissed deepened with every drop of rain that fell. I was apparently sure that her back was very dirty. I kissed her neck as I rubbed her breasts that were pushing out of that thin fabric she wore. She opened her eyes and looked at me, she just looked at me not in surprise but in wonder. Her face no longer had the helpless visage but instead a naughty smile was playing on her lips.
I smirked and pulled her into a kiss again, letting out only two huffy and intense hot breaths
She looked so sexy with her hair wet like that.
We were making out in the middle of the rain, but it didn't matter.
I continued to kiss her, my hands left her wrists and her hands rubbed against my naked back.
I used my hands to creep in inside her shirt but just as I was about to do so, I felt searing pain at my back.
I bolted right up
"What the--?!"
Before I could finish what I was intending to say, the mudblood took her chance and stood up.
I stood up too. I reached for my back and felt something, as I brought my hand back to me, I saw that it was blood.
"Bitch" I muttered
"Bastard!" she replied her eyes flickering dangerously
"Were you trying to rape me? I thought I was your maid and only your maid nothing more, you should learn how to respect me, Malfoy!"
"Respect you? You sliced me—"
She didn't wait for me to finish my sentence; she took off with another word.
I grunted incoherently as I mended my back with my own hands, first we were sharing an intimate moment and now she caused a blunder.
GOD! I'm finding this harder to endure and control, especially now that I tasted the mudblood's luscious lips.
Fuck the mudblood!
She'll pay for giving me a slice and for giving me something quite I never experienced before, attraction from the opposite kind.
She'll pay for giving me that sort of pleasure.
Damn I hate this day!
So, I went inside hoping that what I have to face isn't something that big.
I hated it! I've got to find something to take my mind off her.
But most of all I'm going to let her pay for saying no to me, no one says no to a Malfoy, most especially Draco Malfoy.
She better watch out because I'm angry
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Enough with this useless blabbing and on with the story....
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Draco's POV
The moonlight illuminated my darkened room but not my darkened thoughts.
I couldn't sleep that night, I was thinking so much that it made my head ache, thinking of a person I am not most likely to think about or give a second thought or a damn.
And that person happens to be, Hermione Granger, the prodigious mudblood, a member of the golden trio, an insufferable know it all but most of all my personal maid.
I just thought of what I said a while ago.
I like the mudblood...
Do I really like her? If I do that most certainly wouldn't be me.
I said it myself with a note of honesty in my voice but I can't say it's true. I can't possibly like a mudblood, it's against our ethics because it is always said that purebloods are superior over them and liking a mudblood will ruin just everything and we are not talking about any mudblood here, we are talking about Hermione Granger, the school's biggest mudblood yet the school's most brilliant witch.
This is insane. I should stop thinking and clear my mind; a Malfoy couldn't possibly like a mudblood.
Beads of sweat formed at the top of my forehead.
Did I just admit that I like Granger? The number one know it all of Hogwarts? Not to mention that she's a mudblood.
She might be a mudblood but she changed but I couldn't care less, it is still dirty blood that's flowing beneath that skin of hers. I hated the thought, it's just so absurd, and I can't feel this way about her.
I smirked as I recalled the day's activities, the mudblood being as clumsy as she could be toppled over the stairs.
I would have laughed at the thought, her helplessness is simply amusing, but then I remembered something that I saw...her ass.
I didn't make it such a big of a deal a while ago but when put to words, her ass was actually...I don't know how to describe it but I have that distinct feeling that her ass will feel as soft as her skin. I wonder just how it feels...
I raised my eyebrows, I'm not supposed to be thinking about that girl, I'm supposed to be clearing my mind from useless thoughts and getting some sleep, but I find that difficult at the moment especially when my thoughts are bothered by a certain someone I didn't want to think about.
I turned my head and brought my hand to my lips. I touched it like I touched the mudblood's lips; my lips are far different from hers. Her lips were soft and full, and I long to kiss them and to probe her mouth.
I sighed this is going nowhere; my thoughts are bothering me so much.
I tilted my head to face the window that showed the moon, clouds started to surround it. Rain filled clouds and for sure, rain was about to come. I lied down on my bed for a while and thought about nothing at all, not until I smelled a familiar scent...the scent of Granger.
I bolted right up. She can't be here?
No, she's not here then why that scent? Must be the skirt but then her skirt was far from the bed and there's no way that the scent would reach my bed, unless it's that strong, but her scent is not that strong.
The scent was mildly intoxicating; it made my head whirl.
I looked around and I noticed that the scent was on me. On me? Maybe I underestimated her scent, maybe it's that strong that it stuck on me. I'm thinking too much, I need to unwind. So, I stood up and walked to the couch. I sat and saw Granger's skirt just beside me, just as I was about to grab it; I heard a knock from my bedroom door.
I stared at it, who would be knocking at this time of the night?
The knocking continued, I grabbed my wand and opened it, to reveal a monster? A monster with horrid disfigured face carrying something I don't know what. I stared at it, and then I threw my cushioned pillow at it. It did nothing.
I was about to grab my wand when it said, "Master Malfoy—"
It knows my name? Jesus! Our mansion must be that haunted to carry some sort of monster that knows my name.
"Holy Shit!"
"You know, Master Malfoy. I shit too, but unlike you I don't brag about it"
I raised my eyebrows; certainly no monster would talk like this?
"What the fuck?"
I stared at it, waiting for it to make a move. My wand lied forgotten on a nearby cushion pillow.
"I believe what you call 'fuck' is your former servant, Annie Palace" said a croaky voice
"Jesus Christ! Palace, what do you think you are doing here in the dead of the night?" I said suppressing my chortles.
She just raised her thick eyebrows at me and that made her a thousand times more horrible.
I laughed; I was almost intimidated by our own servant, but honestly since I disfigured her face so much she looked like a prowler at night. I laughed at her but she said nothing. God! Was this creature pathetic!
"Honestly Palace, you seriously need to do something with your face or you'll end up scaring every person in this house during the night" I said still laughing at her.
"Honestly, Master Malfoy if it is in terms of attitude, I think more people will be afraid of you then they will be with my disfigured visage"
Did she just say that? I thought she was in love with me, but oh well; one person can't have them all.
"But it's better off that way, isn't it Palace?"
"You should do away with those cussing," she said adamantly, advertently changing the subject away from her disfigured face.
I looked at her, I never heard her utter a swearword before but it didn't mean that she has to reprimand me for it. She's just a servant here and no servant reprimands a Malfoy.
"I'm a 19 year old, Palace. I can cuss whenever I want to and you are not in place to tell me that" I said looking at her sternly
"Honestly," I snorted
"'I shit too, Master Malfoy, but unlike you, I don't brag about it'" I mimicked "Seriously Palace, you should sort out your priorities other than reprimanding me for being as mature as I can be"
"Cussing can be very immature sometimes, Mr. Malfoy" she said sounding more like my mother than herself
"Don't forget the word, sometimes, Palace"
God! This maid is making my usual cussing a big deal! Honestly, doesn't she have anything better to do than educate me with her own biased ethics?
"Your immaturity amuses me, Master Malfoy"
"I cuss whenever and wherever I want to, Palace. That's the end of this pointless discussion", I said putting a firmer tone
"But your mother seems to be taking my side on this" she said standing rooted on the spot
I gritted my teeth, I had had enough of my mother's useless orders, so if this is the reason why Palace is here at the middle of the night then I'll just have to make her go away.
After all, she's interrupting my thoughts and my serious contemplation on Granger.
"So, I'll take that as the reason on why you are here" I said compelling myself to keep my voice calm. The thought of my mother sending someone to reprimand me rather than reprimand me herself is simply unnerving.
And it vaguely reminded me of how much I needed real parents, not parents who rely on servants to do the disciplinary actions towards their only son.
"No" she said simply
"Then why are you here?"
"I thought this might be of use to you, which means more rags for the mudblood," she said throwing me the things she held on her right hand.
It fell straight on the couch and I saw what it was, the mudblood's undergarments. I flinched at the sight of them but they weren't filthy.
"Why didn't you give it to me a while ago?" I asked
"Because I just found them when I cleaned the parlor a while ago" she said
"Jesus! Palace, do you ever get some sleep?"
"Sometimes, but I live to serve your family" she said taking a seat on the opposite side of where I was sitting. As she did that I got a whiff of her scent, a scent of blueberries. So, it must be her. That's why Granger smelled like her because she hung around with her in the parlor and I smell like her because of the incident in the elf room. Damn! Her scent weirdly reminds me of Granger.
"You sound like a house elf"
"That's what I should do, shouldn't I? To keep my family safe from your father's clutches," she said
Then it struck me, Annie has been our maid for ages and she has a family too. Doesn't she miss them? I began to give her a thought; a thought of concern and I only did that now. This never happened before. I am usually heartless.
"Palace, what about your family? Don't you miss them?"
"I do, but what's the point of going back to them when all I can do is bring back danger to them" she said
At least she has a family who will always give her a second thought, someone who will always care for her and someone who loves her, unlike me. But hell I shouldn't be thinking about that.
I began to feel a bit of hatred to my father, why in hell did he have to do this to her. Then again, I didn't know why Palace was here in the first place, why her family is indebted to us, the Malfoys.
"Palace, why is your father indebted to my father anyway?"
She raised her head to face me then said, "I don't want to discuss those kind of matters"
I stared at her; I won't pursue the subject if she doesn't want to.
"Fine, as for this clothes. Take them to the mudblood, I trust that she will need them soon"
She nodded and went out of the room.
I went back to my bed then I found myself to where I was a while before, thinking about the mudblood again.
This has to stop. I can't go on living while thinking of her every second of the day.
So I concluded it, the mudblood will have to go.
But before that, I needed to consult one of my parents and ask them about it.
I walked out of my room and went upstairs to where my parents' room is located. After I turned left, I saw two doors with serpents as handles and a golden plaque with the inscription "Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy".
I haven't been here for quite a while already. I began to knock the door using the silver knocker just below the golden plaque.
No one answered. Damn, mother! Hurry up, this is important!
I knocked several more times and still no one answered.
That's it! I'm going in, I won't wait any longer.
"Alohamora" I whispered and I heard the lock click. I opened the door and saw only my mother snoozing on the bed. I approached her and shook her awake.
At first she did nothing then she said "Mmmm, Lucius, a bit faster and harder than that"
I stared at my mother in horror. What the? Maybe my mother is not as passive as I thought she was.
I shook her once more and she said "Mmmm, Harder!"
God! What is my mother dreaming about? I shook her again this time I said her name
"Narcissa, wake up!"
I don't usually call my address my mother as mother especially during urgent times but I always addressed my father as father because I don't know what will happen to me if I don't.
"Lucius, you sound so sexy when you call my name..." she moaned
Christ! My mother is a good sleeper. Suddenly her head fell to my hand, I didn't realize it but I felt something wet and sticky. I pushed her head and saw her drool resting on my hands.
God! Maybe my mother isn't that decorous during the night. I wiped the drool off with her blanket.
I guessed I pushed her head a little too hard because she seemed to be fully awake.
"Draco, what in heavens name are you doing here at this time of the night?" she said sternly
I looked at her, her hair was ruffled and her cheeks were all scattered with drool. I tried to suppress my laughter. She certainly looked as bad as Annie.
"Where is father?"
"That is none of your business. Now, if you'll excuse me, you just interrupted a seriously good dream" she said straightening her pillows and getting ready to sleep.
I felt rage rush through my temples. So, now I am not allowed to know where my father is?! I'm his son; I'm supposed to know.
"Narcissa, can't you even give me a bit of your fucking time and just tell me where the hell my father is?" I shouted, my voice ringing all over the room.
"I will not be spoken to that way, Draco and don't you ever use swearwords again. Go back to sleep or you'll wreck that wonderful Malfoy visage of yours"
"Who gives a damn about my visage? Honestly, can't you give your son a bit of your time?"
She looked at me straight in the eye and said, "Not if it is at the dead of the night"
"But you'll have to listen to me! I want to grant the mudblood her freedom, I want her out of this house right now!" I shouted
I grabbed her attention because she turned around, sat up and faced me and said, "Say that again,"
"I want the mudblood out of this house"
She stared at me and said "And why is that?"
I looked at her, her eyes demanding an answer. I can't tell her the real reason. She'll blow up worse than she'll ever be. So I said casually lowering my tone, now that she's finally hearing me out "Because I can't stand her"
"Draco, you are no longer a school boy. I can't believe I'm going to reason this out to you but you can't free the mudblood"
"And why not?" I asked feeling the rage seep in to me again
"Just so because I said so, besides I thought you love dominating her?"
Oh DAMN! I can't believe my mother is not giving me straight answers.
"I do not enjoy dominating her!" I shouted
She looked at me sternly then said "I'm sorry to hear that, Draco but you can't set her free and you yourself should get some sleep"
"The least you can do is to give me a real reason why I can't grant her, her freedom, Narcissa because if you wont, I will grant her, her freedom this instant!" I said
My mother heaved a sigh and said "Are you always this spoiled?"
I ignored her then she said, "You cant grant her, her freedom because she is the only remaining threat we have for Potter and if you do free her, problems will ensue and much more than that, she can report us. What makes you think a mudblood will not do anything to save the man she loves? Honestly, Draco, you shouldn't underestimate mudbloods like her"
I looked at her then said, "That's the dark lord's fault isn't it? He should have killed her while he had the chance" '
I didn't mean that, I just said that out of deep frustration.
My mother's face screwed up as she said, "The dark lord isn't to blame, and in fact you should be thankful"
I've had enough! I stood up and said "Well I'm not!"
"Tell me why you hate him so, Draco?! He is the reason why we are an influential family right now!" my mother shouted
"Influential fucking wizards, you mean. Well, believe it or not, Narcissa, I have never been more ashamed of you than I was today, your sickening service to that monster is totally unnerving and because of that 'obsession' you call service, you forgot your duties as a mother an as a parent and because of that you think your son is bound to proud to be a potential deatheater!"
"Draco Anthony Xavier Malfoy (The name sucks, I know don't remind me, I can think of nothing else), I will not be spoken to that way!" she said equaling my rage
I rolled my eyes; I hate it when she calls me by my full name.
"Well mother, you never taught your son good manners!"
My mother looked at me then said, "Why do you hate him so?"
"That's a task for you too find out!"
Then I walked out of her room fuming. I hated it when my way isn't followed, I hated it when I didn't win and much more than that, I hated it when my mother brings up the topic of the dark lord.
I heard my mother's voice saying, "If ever she escapes, it'll be entirely your fault! Don't let that happen Draco—"
I slammed the door to silence her and keep me from hearing more of her rants and shouts.
I went down the stairs as I thought about what she said, "It'll be entirely your fault!"
It was always my fault; everything is blamed on me!
And where the hell is father?
I entered my room seething. The only way I can withstand the mudblood is to have deep control and I'm putting it to the test right now. I'm going down to her room and see how she's doing.
While doing that, I deeply thought about my mother. Sure, I might have preferred her better than father but tonight; she changed my whole perspective of preferring her.
I hate my mother but most of all I hate this life!
Hermione's POV
I was at the topmost floor of the Malfoys' manor. I precariously stood at the railings of their terrace staring into the deep nothingness before me. I breathed the fresh air; I was clothed in nothing but loose white garment.
It danced gracefully with the wind.
Just then a hand pushed me, I turned only to see Annie's face laughing at me while saying "Malfoy is mine!!! Mine! Mine! Mine! Die mudblood die!"
I screamed but no sound came out.
Then everything was in pitch black.
I woke up and the first person I saw was....
"Harry!" I shouted extending my arms for a hug
He hugged me but he broke away almost instantly.
I just stared at him.
He was there only inches, away from me...
I looked at him
"Hermione..." he whispered
"Harry..."
I reached for him but he didn't receive my hand, he just looked at me, his eyes filled with sorrow, I stared at him then asked, "Is this real?"
He didn't give an answer, instead he bended his head down.
I looked at him then suddenly blurted, "How did you escape?"
Again he said nothing; his silence is killing me!
Suddenly I noticed that tears were dropping from his eyes.
"Harry, what's wrong?"
Harry isn't likely to cry besides what is he crying for?!
"Hermione, you should forget about me!" he said
I stared at him that came as a shock what the hell did he mean?! I grabbed his hand
"Harry, I—"
"No!" he said taking his hand harshly away from my grasp "I'll see you around"
With that he ran as fast as he could to the opposite direction.
I was right behind him in hot pursuit.
So suddenly I could no longer see him but I kept running anyway, that's when I realized that I was in a topmost floor of a certain building.
I realized I couldn't stop running but apart from that the sudden movement of the ground took me by shock.
I fell yet again, only to be caught by Harry.
He smiled at me; his smile was all it had to take to relieve me. I smiled back at him too, putting my left hand on his cheek.
Then suddenly he smirked and his green eyes turned silvery gray and his usual jet-black hair turned into platinum and his skin turned pale.
"No!" I said
"Oh yes, Granger."
"No!" I moaned
Harry can't turn into Malfoy!!! No, he just can't!
"You are my maid for life, Granger!!!" he laughed evilly
"NO!!!!!!"
"No!!!! Harry!!!"
"Oh God! Please don't mistake me for that gay boyfriend of yours; I'm way more beautiful than that prat! And hell take your bloody hands off me"
My head stirred, "What the hell?!"
I opened my eyes and was immediately blinded by the harsh light of the room. As soon as it was on focus, I realized I was hugging someone. And not just that, that particular someone was skin to skin with me.
I raised my eyebrows and I heard a scorn voice, "Will you take your filthy arms off me, please?"
"Malfoy?!" I said leaping away from him
"Nice of you to notice" he said haughtily, stroking his platinum hair that several strands fell to his face.
I blushed; Malfoy was shirtless. He was even better that way; his body was somewhat moist with sweat and God! His muscles were every girl's dream. He was deeply toned and he looked ever so hot!
God, I think I believe those girls who said Malfoy was hot cause he most certainly is.
I snapped myself out of my stupor and asked, "What are you doing here and what do you want?!"
"You"
My eyes jolted and I raised my eyebrows at him. Was this guy playing with me? Cause if he is? He'll be playing in less than a minute; I'll kill him off before he can say another word.
I can't believe I'm saying this but Malfoy can be such a sick fuck sometimes.
"Excuse me?"
He smirked and said, "I want you to shut up and let me do the talking"
I glared at him then I said, "What are you doing here?"
"Did you even listen to me, mudblood?"
I stared at him and waited for him to talk.
"Are you sure you want to continue without anything on? Honestly, a nude woman sleeping is one of the things that turn me on and believe me this is the first time that it hasn't" he said eyeing something
I waited for him to say something more, clearly not getting what he meant but I noticed him eyeing something. I followed his gaze and it lead towards my...breasts.
"Malfoy, you sick pervert!" I said covering myself with the covers.
Malfoy smirked and said "Don't worry I've seen better ones!"
I cocked an eyebrow and said "Like Annie's perhaps?"
He snorted and said "Like Scarlette's..."
I screwed my face in disgust and whacked him with a pillow. He landed on my feet, laughing.
When I fully covered myself with the blanket, a pillow landed squarely on my face, taking me by surprise.
Then I saw him smirking at me.
"Gotcha! Hmm, maybe Scarlette does have better tits than you" he said looking at me logically.
I realized that the blanket fell off from my body when he threw me that pillow, revealing my breasts again.
"You really are a sick pervert Malfoy!" I said securely covering myself for the third time
He laughed again. When he did, I realized something; Malfoy and I were getting along for the first time. Not exactly, getting along but not fighting or anything. God! I didn't even find myself giving so big of a damn when he saw my tits.
When he was done he said "I was kidding, Granger!"
I glared at him then said, "What were you laughing at, my tits or your 'hilarious' joke"
He said nothing but sat up again and said, "I didn't know you sleep naked"
I blushed again; I wish I wouldn't do that in front of Malfoy.
"Well, you didn't give me any clothes to sleep in tonight!" I retorted
"How about those robes? Are they a tad bit old for you?"
'Fuck off, Malfoy! You know very well I couldn't sleep in those horrendous things"
"Ah but of course you can't, little miss mudblood must be pampered to her hearts extent but don't you worry your uniform will be here tomorrow"
My uniform? I gulped. I didn't like the sound of that.
"And should I say that you were pushing those deflated balloons you call breasts to my chest with such passion, honestly mudblood, do you miss Potter that much? Or is he just not that good in handling girls?"
Again I felt myself blush, "What do you mean push?"
"You hugged me, mudblood. Pushing your dirty self to my beautiful clean body"
Oh god! I just remembered; that dream was so awful that I hugged...Malfoy!
Ick! My skin pressing against his chest or rather my breasts pressing against his muscular chest.
I shut my eyes mentally scolding myself!
"What are you doing here, Malfoy?"
"Changing the subject, are we?" he said vindictively
"Yeah!' I said forcefully "Got a problem with that?"
He ignored me and then I asked "Why are you half naked anyway?"
"To show you that I have a better body than Potter who happens to have a body of a surfboard!"
"Harry doesn't have a body of a surfboard!"
"Playing defensive, go ahead say something that is true about Potter!"
I bit my lower lip, Harry didn't exactly have those muscles he had but that doesn't mean he had the body of a surfboard. Besides why are we talking about Harry? He is supposed to be insulting me!
And why is he so angry?
I just don't understand dark wizards.
'What are you doing here?"
He sighed "That unfathomable question again, haven't you got anything better to ask?"
"Yes, what are you doing here?"
I had that distinct impression that Malfoy is trying to change the subject after I ask this question.
He rolled his eyes and said "You will find your uniform and your undergarments here in this table early morning tomorrow"
It was my turn to roll my eyes and say, "In case you haven't noticed, Malfoy. It is already 'tomorrow'"
He ignored me and walked out of the room leaving me all alone again.
"Insufferable prat!" I muttered
And just as I was about to sleep, I heard him mutter, "insufferable prat!'
I laughed, sometimes that guy can be so predictable and unbearable yet again we did get along a while ago and that is something that doesn't usually happen between us, we were born not to get along.
Then again when he told me about pressing myself against him, he wasn't wrong. He was right about it but then again I never knew how it felt since I was only half conscious that time.
Something weird tells me I'd like to try it again.
But seriously Malfoy did look hot without anything on top, especially when covered in sweat.
I smiled in spite of myself, I shouldn't be thinking of bad thoughts like that. I lied down the bed and tried to sleep.
Surprisingly I couldn't sleep anymore, I felt fully awake. This is all Malfoy's fault!
I looked all around me and noticed the other beds were empty; there were no house elves in sight. What the? Where the hell were these elves anyway?
Something gives me the idea that these elves work full time.
I heard scuttling by the door, I immediately bolted right up and noticed the elf that served me the first time I landed on this house. A female one.
What was its name again? Scarlaff? Crimson? Red?
"Ms. Hermione Granger?" she asked
"Yes?" I asked her gently
"This is your uniform," she said handing me something in black and white with a bit of lacy detail then she went leaving me alone again.
Finally! Some clothes
I checked the uniform out and was extremely shocked.
It was sort of a French maid uniform but it was skimpier, sexier and definitely...naughty. What the hell was Malfoy thinking of?
I lifted the upper portion first, it has a neckline that almost reached it's lower part and it's neckline was wide enough to leave the two sleeves barely hanging which means the uniform must be off- shoulder.
I grabbed the uniform and went to a nearby mirror.
I tried the upper portion on and my suspicions were right, it was really skimpy plus the lacy details were giving me itches. The neckline really showed off my cleavage and the back portion was nonetheless bare. The shirt or whatever you call it halted right above my naval.
I tried the skirt on next; it hugged my legs that I can barely move.
God! Malfoy is crazy for thinking of this and I'm not staying anymore to find out more surprises, the uniform itself was too much of a surprise.
I'm leaving and nothing is going stop me!
I took off the uniform and pulled the covers to cover my naked self. I frantically searched the room for the robe that Malfoy gave me, I searched and searched but I found nothing.
They must have got it a while ago to assure Malfoy that I'm going to wear this uniform!
God! I'm not going to wear that uniform in escaping! I could barely move in that thing!
I noticed a dirty piece of cloth lying in one of the bedside tables. I grabbed it and noticed it was an overly sized white shirt; they must be using it as rags.
I don't care if it's filthy and smelly.
I have to get out of here right now!
I tried it on and it was just enough to cover my whole body, nonetheless the fabric was thin but I didn't care, I have to escape.
I checked the door and noticed there was no one in sight, so I began to escape.
Draco's POV
What made me think that going to Granger's room would clear everything?
God! It only made things worse and what's worse is that I saw her pair of tits. I know that I insulted them but it was the right thing to do, but hell, Granger has great breasts, better than Pansy's deflated balloons.
Granger wasn't the little girl I thought she was; she is a mature woman.
I smirked. First I saw her ass now her tits? What's next?
This is taking me nowhere; I needed to get out to get some fresh air.
Surely when I got out it was not air that greeted me but endless torrential rain, now I'm wet!
A gust of wind blew.
Now I'm wet and cold
I went back inside seething, even the weather wasn't agreeing with me! I got the one of the covers that was covering one of the couches and covered it on me from top to bottom.
It covered me completely.
I went back to the kitchen; it was completely dark now. I drank some water until I heard someone scream.
Hermione's POV
What the hell was that thing? I just saw something white, something like a creature and I just screamed but it wasn't too loud to wake the whole mansion.
I was hiding behind a huge kitchen pot, hoping that whatever that thing I saw is gone.
The Malfoys' manor is really deserted at night even though several elves are wandering in it. This place must be so big that I didn't even encounter one of the elves but instead I encountered a creature.
The thought gave me the shivers; the Malfoys' house is really haunted it made me wish I had my wand with me but there's no time to get it, I have to escape.
I glanced back at where I last saw that arcane creature and noticed it was gone. So, I took off once more in the dark kitchen. I noticed a kitchen knife lying on the table; I grabbed it, just in case that creature will come back again.
I walked and walked, where the hell is the front door of this manor?
I was like a thief in their manor, holding the knife precariously in my hand. Suddenly the lights went on and a cold male voice said, "Not escaping are we, mudblood?"
I stood frozen in the spot, just when I had the chance to escape, Malfoy had to blow it up!
I turned around and saw him, he was still shirtless but I was shocked when I saw his face, not only was he wet but he was also angry. I never saw him that angry before, he was leaning on the wall and I noticed that there was a door just about inches away from him.
ESCAPE AT LAST!
I noticed white cloth clutched tightly in his hand, so it wasn't a creature or a ghost, it was Malfoy.
Stupid me!!!!
My scream must have alerted him. He was bending his head but I could tell he was really disappointed because his eyebrows were furrowed and his hand was somewhat massaging his forehead.
I glared at him and said strongly, "Well, there's nothing you can do now! I'm escaping and there's nothing you can do, I'll go back to Harry where I rightfully belong! And if you think you can stop me think again, my motivation is strong and if ever you try to do so, you'll meet your end, NOW BACK OFF!"
I brandished the knife in front of me.
He looked at me then waved his wand, I felt the knife instantly drop. I looked at him then gulped, now what?
There was only one thing left to do, RUN!
But before I could, he cornered me and pushed me harshly to the wall. I yelped in pain as he did. He held my shoulders and pressed me to the wall then he raised my hands and pressed them to the wall, my hands were leveled with my head and he held my wrists firmly, our bodies dangerously close.
He leaned in toward me his face close to mine and whispered, "Do you know what I have to face once they found out you're gone?"
"No! But that's not my problem it's yours!" I said struggling to let loose from his grasp but he has a tight grasp that I could feel no blood rushing to my hands. I noticed the gap between Malfoy's two legs.
Hmmm, maybe that trick on Blaise may come in handy again.
"I don't know about you, Malfoy...but I AM ESCAPING!" I said as I kicked him hard.
He released me, the kick must be strong cause he bonked his head on the wall but landed sprawled on the floor anyway, his eyes shut and his face contorted in pain.
I quickly grabbed the knife and went running to the opposite direction
Draco's POV
I saw many little naked Hermione Grangers dancing while turning in my head. I snapped out of it, isn't that supposed to be little stars?
Stupid mudblood! First she punches me in third year now she kicks me hard on the balls.
I was never kicked in that part before.
The mudblood was foolish for thinking that she could escape me, not knowing that the door she just escaped from is the outer garden and there is no way of escape there because of the high fence.
I smirked and went after her, she's going to pay for what she did to me, no girl is going to do that to me and be left unscathed.
When I went out I already saw her there, drenched. Her overlarge shirt sticking to her body, showing me every distinct curve she had.
Her breasts were clearly seen and she never looked so...good.
I racked my brain and scolded myself, CONTROL! Remember that, she is a mudblood!
You are here to punish her for what she has done.
I approached her and noticed that she was bending her head down, which is an advantage, she didn't see me coming.
When I approached her, she looked up and was startled, she started to run but she slipped and landed on the muddy floor on her back.
I took my chance and trapped her.
I held her wrists again and rested my knees on her legs.
"Malfoy, no! Please let me escape"
She was struggling and that made it harder to endure, she looked so helpless, yet the more helpless she became the more seductive she was.
Even though the torrential rain kept pouring, I found myself thinking it was very hard to endure.
She kept struggling as I looked at her, I finally found myself loosening the grasp as I trailed my finger on her milky white skin, which went down to the line that separates her two breasts.
She stared at me without saying anything, her eyes longing for an answer and I gave it to her, I couldn't control myself anymore, it was becoming harder to endure. She's a woman and I'm a man, I couldn't care less about our differences in blood.
So I bended down to claim her raspberry lips as I stroke her auburn hair.
I just kissed a mudblood, not knowing the consequences but I didn't care, I kissed her like I kissed no girl before. She didn't respond at first, but then she opened her mouth to welcome mine inside. She closed her eyes and so did I, I found it very weird in admitting that I am actually considering this and moreover, she, herself considering this.
I loved how her mouth tasted; it's as if she was eating butter flavored candy before going to sleep. It tasted good.
The moment she responded with the kiss and probed in my mouth as well, I forgot everything about ethics, I forgot about her race, I forgot about our past ignited lives, I forgot about my predicaments of having her here in our house but most of all I forgot that I am a pureblood and that she was a mudblood.
The moment became intimate that the kissed deepened with every drop of rain that fell. I was apparently sure that her back was very dirty. I kissed her neck as I rubbed her breasts that were pushing out of that thin fabric she wore. She opened her eyes and looked at me, she just looked at me not in surprise but in wonder. Her face no longer had the helpless visage but instead a naughty smile was playing on her lips.
I smirked and pulled her into a kiss again, letting out only two huffy and intense hot breaths
She looked so sexy with her hair wet like that.
We were making out in the middle of the rain, but it didn't matter.
I continued to kiss her, my hands left her wrists and her hands rubbed against my naked back.
I used my hands to creep in inside her shirt but just as I was about to do so, I felt searing pain at my back.
I bolted right up
"What the--?!"
Before I could finish what I was intending to say, the mudblood took her chance and stood up.
I stood up too. I reached for my back and felt something, as I brought my hand back to me, I saw that it was blood.
"Bitch" I muttered
"Bastard!" she replied her eyes flickering dangerously
"Were you trying to rape me? I thought I was your maid and only your maid nothing more, you should learn how to respect me, Malfoy!"
"Respect you? You sliced me—"
She didn't wait for me to finish my sentence; she took off with another word.
I grunted incoherently as I mended my back with my own hands, first we were sharing an intimate moment and now she caused a blunder.
GOD! I'm finding this harder to endure and control, especially now that I tasted the mudblood's luscious lips.
Fuck the mudblood!
She'll pay for giving me a slice and for giving me something quite I never experienced before, attraction from the opposite kind.
She'll pay for giving me that sort of pleasure.
Damn I hate this day!
So, I went inside hoping that what I have to face isn't something that big.
I hated it! I've got to find something to take my mind off her.
But most of all I'm going to let her pay for saying no to me, no one says no to a Malfoy, most especially Draco Malfoy.
She better watch out because I'm angry
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