Hello FanFiction Followers,
Happy Easter!
Here is the next instalment of 'Slytherin's Princess'.
Love to you all for waiting so patiently!
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The shop had been so busy that day that Hermione had barely had a chance to sit down, let alone think about Malfoy and the fantastic kiss they'd shared that morning- he'd literally had her up against her front door and he'd snogged her silly. She couldn't help but blush as she was finally able to fully comprehend what had happened as she stepped out for her lunch break. He'd kissed her, he'd probably been flirting with her earlier on in the morning with all that teasing about the porno mags and what not and last, but not least, he'd said she was important. What was that supposed to mean?
She passed one of the many Daily Prophet newsstands on the way to her favourite little deli to grab a sandwich when she saw the headline, "ENTIRE FALCON'S TEAM SHAMED IN SEX SCANDAL!". Unable to help herself, Hermione stopped to buy a copy, reading it while in line at the deli
"Players, coaching staff and management personnel from the Falmouth Falcons have all ducked for cover today as the British Quidditch League is rocked by a scandal. Karl Broadmoor, once a famous beater for the club now turned coach, refused to comment on the recent behaviour of his players.
This reporter was present at the scene last Saturday night which saw the Falcon's players partake in a big night of drinking, drugs and, finally, debauchery as the entire team participated in what can only be described as a massive group sex experience. This reporter finds that this situation may have taken the term "team bonding" and blown it out of the water. At the centre of the scandal is the Falcon's MVP and seeker, Draco Malfoy, whose past has been littered with an alarmingly large number of questionable sexual partners. It is being suggested that the Falcon's team found themselves present at the Amber Stone Brothel last Saturday night at the request of teammate Malfoy who was boasting to have set his fellow players up with the 'experience of a lifetime' and that it was. However, perhaps it can be said that Malfoy's fellow teammates are now regretting following along with Malfoy's 'you only live once' attitude. This reporter witnessed as the team were secluded in a curtained off area with a group of no-less-then eight girls - two of whom are suspected to have only just turned seventeen. No comment has been made by any of the girls all whom fear repercussion from Malfoy if they speak with us.
The Falcon's coach and management team are set to make a statement about the issue and disciplinary action for the players after the club has been able to conduct their own investigation into the matter aided by Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports Harry Potter.
Stay tuned for further news on the developing scandal"
The reporter - the same one Draco said was with them she supposed - had all but blamed the entire situation on him. Was that fair, Hermione wondered, she didn't know but she did know the reporter had gotten one thing right - Malfoy's past was littered with a large number of previous sexual partners. Perhaps he had the kinds of connections to set up that kind of finale to their night? Although he had told her that the group of girls had approached them…Sandwich in hand, Hermione made her way back to the shop vowing not to spend another thought on the whole situation because, firstly, it wasn't happening to her and, secondly, Draco had said not to believe any of it until she spoke to him first… not that it really mattered anyway. She stuck by what she'd said this morning, she wasn't his family and barely his friend and even though they'd had an amazing kiss right after he'd told her she was important it didn't really change anything did it?
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Later on that day, Hermione finally found herself heading home after one of their biggest sales days on record. She was trying to calm herself as she apparated out the front of her building by telling herself that, whatever Draco wanted, now was a horrible time for her to be involved with him by any standard because right now he was being accused of orchestrating an orgy. She got up to her level and unlocked the front door only to find she needn't have bothered giving herself a pep talk… Harry was there.
"I didn't plan shit Potter" Draco was saying and he seemed none-to-pleased.
"Well you understand I had to ask don't you Draco? I can't allow the Falcons to purger themselves for you"
Their conversation came to a massive pause as Hermione stepped inside and put her things away on the hallway table.
"Hi Harry" she said quietly, "Draco"
She didn't miss the look Draco gave her, the one that said he wished he was anywhere else with her that didn't include Harry or other people.
"Thanks so much for doing me this favour 'Mione. The press have been searching for Draco all day long - no one has any idea where he is"
"Well I would assume that was the point" Hermione said.
Harry nodded, "Draco and I are just tearing this stupid article apart from the Prophet - just working out what is the truth and what isn't"
Draco sighed, "Let me make it very easy for you Potter. I went to the Amber Stone with the guys- true. I had a lot to drink - true. I had pre-organised an orgy for the boys and myself - false. As for the ages of the girls… honestly I have no idea but none of them would have been 17 I can guarantee that"
"And the part where your past is littered with an alarmingly large number of questionable sexual partners?" Hermione asked, quietly.
She saw Draco look back at her and almost thought she saw a flash of upset in his eyes before he blinked and it was gone.
"That is nobody's business except mine and the questionable sexual partners" he said, also quietly.
Harry sighed and noted some stuff down in a notebook Hermione hadn't even realised he held until he flipped it open.
"When will the club be through investigating this?" Draco asked.
"Tomorrow. They will make a media announcement" Harry replied, "They obviously want to be able to play the players who are cleared of everything except poor judgement this weekend against Ballymore"
"So that should be the entire team…" Draco said firmly, "The entire team is completely innocent except for poor bloody judgement"
"Lets just hope they see it that way…" Harry muttered.
Draco sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair and Hermione saw just how stressed he was in that moment. She didn't know what she could do or say, if anything, to better the situation so instead she went to make tea. While in the kitchen she could continue to hear their conversation,
"I'm not taking the fall for this Harry" Draco said, quietly, "I didn't plan this. My only fault is the same as everyone else's - that I was stupid enough to go along with the situation. I should have known that unplanned orgies are never a good idea but, well really, who was going to turn it down?"
"I would have" Harry muttered
"Well that's because you're Saint-Fucking-Potter isn't it?" Draco snapped, "I don't function like that- I actually have a penis, not a vagina, and its a fully functional penis that has the ability to control my brain in alcohol fuelled situations!"
Hermione came back into the living room placing a cup of tea in front of both boys just as Harry snapped,
"And what about situations without alcohol? Can I trust you to control your penis then or am I going to have to chase you around to every place you go inhabited by the female population for the rest of your career?!"
"I am completely in control of myself and my penis in a sober situation Potter. Whatever I do is exactly what I want to do"
He'd responded to Harry but he was looking at Hermione as he said it making his meaning absolutely crystal clear. Hermione cringed as he did it because Harry was not stupid.
"What's going on here?!" Harry demanded.
Draco shot a look back at him, raising an eyebrow, "What's going on where Potter? We were discussing my currently rocky career"
"You know very well what I mean Malfoy!" Harry snapped, "Why did you look at Hermione when you said that?"
"Said what?"
"That! That you were completely in control of yourself when sober! What is going on?"
Draco smirked back at Harry and Hermione knew instantly that this wasn't going to go down well.
"Oh that… I snogged Hermione this morning"
She could almost do a countdown in her head… 5….4…3…2…
"WHAT?!''
"Harry just calm down" she told him quietly.
"Calm down! I sent him to live with you to keep him out of the limelight for being such a complete tosser and now I find the first thing he did when he got here was drag you into his messed up love life"
"Well actually the first thing I did when I got here was get warned by Granger that she isn't partial to pornographic material being kept in her house, then I used the bathroom, then I went to sleep, then I got up and made Granger and myself breakfast, then I told her the story of the orgy…. and then I snogged her… or got her involved in my messed up love life - if you'd prefer"
Rolling his eyes at Malfoy, Harry now turned to Hermione,
"Why didn't you tell me 'Mione?"
"Because it wasn't a big deal Harry" she said, sighing, "It was a kiss and nothing more. It doesn't mean anything"
"Are you sure?" Harry asked her.
"Yes! We're not children anymore Harry - a kiss can just be a kiss. Now I'm going to leave you and Draco and I'm going to go and cook dinner because this conversation feels as though it may be over. Would you like to stay for dinner Harry?"
The two boys exchanged looks before Harry said,
"No thank you 'Mione I can't. Ginny is already at home cooking dinner and if I'm much later then I am now I'm going to be in trouble. Can you walk me to the door?"
Nodding, Hermione followed Harry back towards her front door. He gave her a hug and while he was able, said quietly to her,
"If he gives you any trouble 'Mione and I mean any at all, just let me know and I'll find another hide out for him. Don't let him take advantage of you"
"Oh for pity's sake Harry, its Malfoy thats all. He never has and never will be able to get the upper hand on me, now go or Ginny is going to kick your ass"
Although she could tell he wasn't pleased about leaving, Harry nodded and waved goodbye to Malfoy who still stood in the living room watching them before he departed and Hermione shut the door behind him. The door had been shut not two seconds before…
"Are you sure Hermione?"
"Am I sure of what?" she asked him, confused.
"That our little snog this morning meant nothing?"
She glanced at him curiously. He still stood where he'd been standing speaking to Harry but now he looked different, more relaxed.
"Let me ask you something" she told him, "Why did you kiss me this morning and why did you tell me I was important?"
"I see what I want and I go for it Princess- its the way I am and the way I've always been except once…"
He was walking towards her now and Hermione didn't know whether she should move to get away from him or stay where she was and let him approach. For lack of a better idea, she stood still,
"Once?" she asked him.
"Once" he confirmed as he came to stand in front of her, "I wanted you from the moment I saw you when you returned to school in 6th year… You blossomed physically and the male attention you were getting softened you, you stopped being so in everyone's face in class and out of class and I got to actually see flickers of the real 'Hermione' and she drove me wild, especially all though the war living in Grimmaud Place with her. All i wanted to do was sneak into her room late one night and sink myself deep inside her, show her what I could do to her and claim her as mine and make her forget every other guy out there even existed but, for the first time in my life, I didn't know how to get the thing I wanted. Now its different though, I'm older, a little wiser and I've got unrestricted access to you for at least the next couple of days…"
"D-Don't I get a say in this?" Hermione spluttered.
"Of course you do Princess… but I don't think i'll hear to many objections"
His mouth was angling down now and Hermione knew he was about to kiss her again and she probably would have gone along with it had it not been for the little voice in her head that decided to make itself known at just the right time, screaming at her to think and consider just who was about to kiss her… again. Gently, she put a hand up to Malfoy's chiseled chest and pushed him back. She could tell by the look in his eyes, the confusion, that women very rarely rejected him.
"No offence Draco but you're name is currently being splashed across every media source in England for having an orgy with a couple of club skanks. They're also dragging your past sexual history through the mud and you'll have to forgive me if I don't want my name to be another name they can ruin just because i'm 'the one that got away'. The kiss this morning, while nice, can't happen again. I'm sorry, now if you'll excuse me I'm going to go and make us dinner"
Watching as shocked registered across his features, Hermione stepped back and around Draco and headed for her kitchen. Were her hormones rife with chaos? Yes. Had she made the right decision though despite her frazzled hormones? Definitely.
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