Goodbye Reflection

Chapter 6 Hidden Curves

Warnings: Sexual situations

A/N: Dear readers, sorry I haven't updated in a while! I had writers block and...I wasn't really in the mood to write anymore. Anyways I hope you like this chapter. More Draco-Hermione in here! Enjoy

Looking back into the last chapter:

Irritated, Draco bit into it. It was so small that he only needed to bite into it once. A wave of energy hit his chest and pushed him to the ground and everything went from blurry to a new memory.

"Harry wait! Stop I don't think this is right. Ron's your friend!" cried Hermione as the black jet haired boy greedily unbuttoned her white school shirt.

"And he is your boyfriend, Hermione. You wanted this. Right now I couldn't care less about who you're with. Oh God, yes." Harry breathed unsteadily as he removed her white cotton bra. Hermione gripped the covers of the bed with teary eyes, afraid of what could happen. He exhaled onto her neck. Draco could feel her skin tremble as he did and could feel her fear. She was warm and her heart pumped rapidly. He felt as if he was Harry, touching the girl. Her fingers brushed against his spine as Harry kissed every part of her skin he could reach, until he came to the valley on her chest. He nibbled on where she was sensitive most, and pressed his mouth against her breast. She squirmed in his bed and held Harry's muscular arm, trying not to enjoy the sensation he was passing onto her. Draco could tell this was her first time she had ever encountered such an experience. Harry looked up at Hermione and she looked back. Her innocent eye's stained with anxiety and shock; it was as if she was looking straight into Draco's eyes, as if he were there.

Draco took in the air that finally touched his lips and stared at the blinding stars without squinting as all he could picture were her brown eyes gazing back at him.

Why didn't he notice it before? Her nervous glances every time Harry was near her. The way she laughed at his every infuriating joke. The memory had blown him away with astonishment. Resentment for Harry Potter rose. Draco marched off inside the corridors of Hogwarts, though he could feel that there was someone nearby. He spun around with his wand towards the intruder and shouted a spell to throwback the mysterious someone. Draco muttered Lumos and the wand glowed upon the face of a girl.

"Granger?" Draco sneered, "Why are you stalking me?" Hermione edged backwards and nibbled her damaged lip caused by the violent spell. She was wearing a white nightdress and fuzzy slippers. Hastily, she brought herself up, pointing her wand at Draco as if ready to fight, though inside she was shivering like it was minus zero degrees. Draco lowered his wand as her shadowy figure flaunted itself. She took a step backwards as Draco moved closer and closer, his eyes flashing with anger catching her off guard and giving him the chance to summon her wand as it seemed forgotten in her careless hands.

"I-I'm not stalking you, I…I lost my necklace somewhere here and thought that I'd find it."

"You ought to stop being Potter's puppy dog. He sent you to stalk me now didn't he?" Draco kept moving into her until she walloped against the wall, "What do you want to find out Granger?" he whispered in her ear. She shuddered and pressed the back of her head to the wall as his warm breath tingled against her neck. His voice made her insides turn.

"Are you afraid of me?" he smirked and looked into her honey brown eyes making her quake further. Draco quickly blocked any means of escape with his arms on the wall, both beside her. Draco's blonde strands of hair were falling to his face, she tried to ignore it, but God was he handsome. She choked on her own thoughts and straight away resumed to hating him.

"No." Hermione hesitated.

Draco chuckled, "You sure about that?" He directed his wand to her neck and dragged it down, right over her cleavage and where the opening of the nightdress was, making her suppress a gasp. The scent of lavender flowed out of her pores as her breathing deepened. He pressed the wand harder on her chest as she shook her head, then he leered, "You should have left me the hell alone, Granger."

Hermione whimpered, scraping her nails on the wall out of fear. Then, she looked up at him, her height incomparable to his, "Please let me go Malfoy." The injury on her lip began to swell and blood started to stream down her chin. Draco eyed the droplet until it settled itself between her breasts and sunk into her nightdress. The bright red beamed spreading itself across the material of the dress like ink on water and he jumped back frantically freeing his arms from the walls.

He felt sick. Snape's potion wasn't exactly in his stomach at the moment and the metallic smell of blood was filling the air within seconds. He could feel his fangs pressing against the inside of his gums wanting to rip Granger's veins off her gorgeous body.

Gorgeous?

His face turned away from her. Did he just notice her nightdress was considerably revealing? It was practically see-through if it weren't for her undergarments. And if it weren't for his wand shining the light through her dress, he wouldn't have noticed. Luckily for Hermione, her body had caught him off track and his appetite shifted from her blood to her body.

Fuck

The image of Hermione standing there hopeless and innocent made him cringe. He dare not look at her that way. God damn it, those fucking school robes hid everything, not to mention she got them slightly oversized for her miniature frame...

"If I ever find you stalking me again..." His eyes tried to maintain focused on her face, but he looked down yet again, "Merlin Granger, do you always walk around in that flimsy piece of cloth?" Excuses to touch her, that's what he wanted. To press his body up against hers and say how angry he was that she followed him. To see her confused, gullible eyes look up at his as he did so.

Her eyes widened and she covered her chest with her arms.

"Keep wearing things like that and you'd get raped. Lucky for you I don't find your body one bit attractive." Lies...fucking lies, he wanted that body, but wouldn't admit it.

An angry tear slid down Hermione's face as he said those cruel words and with that he turned around to leave, dropping her wand on the floor and vanishing into the darkness with every slow, firm step.

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