DISCLAIMER: NOT MINE. CHRACTERS BELONG TO J.K. ROWLING. PLOT IS MINE.
Seven
Hermione hurried down the corridor, feeling as though someone was following her. Her suspicions were verified when she heard footsteps behind her. O god, not Viktor! She thought, panicking. Keeping her calm she hurried on, until she fell into a warm, hard body. Someone grasped her upper arms, and candles flickered around them. Her worst fears were out in the open now. It was Viktor.
"Hermione, stop struggling me! I need to speak to you, please!" he pleaded. Hermione shoved him away, reaching for her wand.
"Don't you dare come near me! Touch me and I'll kill you!" she shouted. Viktor ignored her and came closer.
"Please! Hermione listen to me!" he said.
"Miss Granger!" a voice demanded. Turning around, Hermione saw Lucius and she almost sobbed out loud. Ignoring Viktor, she found her legs moving.
Lucius looked at her tear strained face and almost hexed Viktor Kurrum to his death. His eyes fell on Hermione, who was running to him. He kept his face neutral, until he felt a soft body run into his and hold on to his middle section as though he was her life saver. Lucius felt his heart melt as her small hands curled into his robes.
"What is the meaning of this? They allowed a death eater into the building?" Viktor sneered, glaring at Lucius.
"I suggest that you shut up, or I will throw you out of this school faster than you can catch that damn snitch!" he said dangerously.
"O, so you have taken the place of her ah shall ve lover? Hmm." At that moment, Hermione looked up, still holding on to Lucius. Viktor was standing right in front of Lucius who was taller and much more muscular.
"That is quite a story-" Out of nowhere, a fist connected with his face, causing Viktor to fall back wards. Lucius looked down at the girl, amused. There was blood gushing down the rascal's face.
"What the bloody hell was that for?" he shouted, standing up.
"Come near me again and I promise that you'll be begging I was Voldemort," Hermione hissed. Viktor took a step backwards.
"I have been through a war, don't underestimate me," she said. Glaring at them he slinked away, and finally Hermione relaxed.
"Well, I suggest we get you back to your rooms or-"
Pulling his head down to hers, Hermione kissed him. Lucius stood there, blinking. Hermione let him go, smiling.
"I am a grown woman; I know when to go to my room." Lucius was for once in his life, shocked. It took a lot to shock him and Miss Granger had done it. He watched her leaving him, her butt in his face. Oh no way in hell was he about to let her go!
Hermione knew she shouldn't have done that but damn he talked too much. Licking her lips, she felt the taste of his lips and smiled until she heard footsteps behind her. Oh hell! She ran out of the building. Two strong arms wrapped around her waist and down they went. Thankfully, the grass was soft.
Rolling around, Hermione found Lucius on top, their legs intertwined. The moon was high in the sky, and it shined down on Lucius. Hermione's smile disappeared when she looked up at him. Their lips were inches away, and his breath tickled her face. Her body began to get hot and she squirmed around. Lucius growled and held her under him.
"Stop. Moving." He snarled.
Oh fuck, I am going to regret this! Lucius thought. Ignoring her panicked look, he sipped a hand under her neck and crashed his lips onto hers.