Stay Away From Me
By: the enchanted kneazle
So sorry for doing that to you guys on the last chapter but it seemed like a good place to stop with the direction I want to take the story. But as my reviewer forgottenchangeling pointed out "Cliffies are cruel…please update soon." So here is a brand-spankin-new chapter hot off the presses and ready for your enjoyment.
Harry Potter doesn't belong to me.
Chapter 3
"See something you like, Granger?"
Hermione stood paralyzed in Draco's grasp, her back flush against his body, his left hand gently resting against her neck. The implication of his power over her in this situation was clear. His hand slowly retreated, skimming along her collarbone until it was splayed atop her shoulder, his thumb gently rubbing circles into her skin.
Still, she did nothing, hoping he would leave her alone, or at the very least stop touching her. He did neither. Instead he just stood there rubbing the muscles where her exposed neck met her shoulder. His mouth still hovered above her left ear, his right hand buried in the curls that moments ago were covering it. This position left her completely exposed to him, and Hermione was powerless to do anything but stand there and be the prey to Malfoy's predator.
His hands were so gentle, and as a minute passed, and then another, her stiff body began to relax until she was leaning back into him as his fingers kneaded that spot over and over. His warm breath was blowing across the shell of her ear. Hermione felt shivers starting in the small of her back and crawling up her spine that had her eyes falling shut and her head falling back onto his shoulder.
"Why are you watching me?" he asked, suddenly.
Her eyes shot open and she found herself staring straight up into his angry gaze. She felt as if she would catch on fire from the look he was giving her. She slowly shifted her weight off of his body and turned to face him. Even if her mind could come up with an answer to his question, Hermione wouldn't have been able to utter a coherent phrase if her life depended on it.
It felt like every nerve ending in her body was on fire and her brain reeled from the roller coaster of emotions. In the last five minutes she had gone from fear to apprehension, apprehension to relaxation, and relaxation to…..desire? Her brain knew that at this point it would be smart to go back to fear, but her fists clenched and legs rubbed together in memory of the desire. How could Malfoy have reduced her to this state? He had barely touched her!
"I thought I told you to stay away." His eyes bored into hers in a way that let her know he wanted answers and he wouldn't leave until he got them. She didn't respond and the only movement between them was Hermione casting her eyes to the ground in the fervent hope that he would give up and walk away.
"Did you like the way that felt just now?"
Her eyes shot up to his, blazing with indignation. He smirked in victory at getting a reaction out of her. He had finally found a way to get to her. He stepped forward, forcing her backwards until she was trapped within the circle of his arms, her back against the opposite wall, his face only inches above hers.
"Fine, don't answer me. I don't know what you think you know about me or what little plan your foolish Gryffindor head has come up with. But I assure you that if you don't stay away from me then I sure as hell won't stay away from you. What I just did to you is nothing compared to what I will have in store for you. I will have you burning alive and on your knees, begging me for more. This is your last warning, Granger. Leave me the hell alone."
He turned and walked down the hall in the opposite direction from where she had come. Right before he turned the corner and walked out of her sight, he turned to her with an evil smirk and said:
"By the way, Granger….you smell delicious."
There. I know its not as long as the first two chapters but I wanted to give you guys something good as an apology for the end of chapter two. Please leave me a review if you enjoyed it, I would love to hear from you!