A/N-hey, here's chapter 3. I have some great ideas for this story. Please let me know what you think in the comment section! Also thanks for the previous reviews, they were lovely. Oh, and this is a real LONG chapter, so get comfortable and relaxed!
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"Talking"
'Thinking'
Hermionie had explained to Ron and Harry her exact predicament. To say they were livid was an understatement. They were furious
"If I kill him, there will be no one to tutor then" Ron had muttered.
"Don't worry Hermionie, we'll think of a way to get you out. We wont let Malfoy hurt you" Harry tried to comfort.
Hermionie looked at both of them a smile on her face,
'They really are the best'
"It's not a big deal. Snape said, Malfoy does know what he's doing, he just fell back a bit. All I have to do is bring him back up to speed, which is really not hard. Potions is a day to day curricular. So I just have to go over the scales, and dividing and most of the basics. He'll catch on before either of you can come up with a plan, it'll be over soon" She tried to reassure.
Harry and Ron gave her skeptical looks.
"I hope you're right Hermione, we'll probably plot either way. Just in case it takes longer then expected' Ron said, Harry nodding eagerly at his side.
She gave them a smile and turned to look at the time.
'oh no! 6:45 already' she inwardly groaned, feeling a twisting in a deep pit of her stomach.
"I have to go you guys" She said, almost apologetically.
"It's a bit early,Hermione. Not for another 15 minutes, Potions isn't that far" Ron frowned.
"Yeah, but I have to tutor him, I want to go over Snape's lesson first and learn it myself , so I can explain it better to him" Hermione explained.
"Oh, well, Do you want us to walk you?" Harry offered.
Hermione thought that wasn't a bad idea, at all. However if they ran across Malfoy, she was sure there would be a fight.
"No, it's fine, see you guys later tonight?"she asked, getting up from her desk.
"Yeah, I need help with the Transfiguration homework" Ron smiled.
"Same Here. Oh and, Hermione, if Malfoy steps out of line, tell us!" Harry said, giving that dark look that she had only seen when they were in danger. Hermione gave him a quick nod and waved goodbye to her friends.
Hermione scurried over to Potions class, the excitement she felt beginning to bubble again.
'I have a whole 13 minutes to myself and the lesson plan' she thought giddily.
She took her necklace off, where a copy of Snape's key was, and opened the classroom door.
She smirked at the sight of the empty classroom, taking a deep breath, she went over to a student desk where some beakers and a cauldron were already prepared.
'Snape must have prepared it all before hand,' she thought to herself.
Hermione settled her bag on the open chair and walked over to Snape's desk, looking for today's lesson plan.
She spotted a neat stack of papers on the left hand corner, on the otherwise bare desk. She picked them up and on top of the neat stack was a little note, written in Snape's recognizable neat and efficient script.
"Miss Granger, I have left clear instructions on the packet before you. You will find everything you need in my personal supply closet, take a MEASURED amount of what you need, nothing more. I expect this all done by tonight, leave the finished result on my desk. I would also like you to collect and cap a sample of your finished Reveviris potion and leave it on my desk beside the finished question packet. I want it all organized and neat, with a clear heading and full sentenced answers, ready for grading." -Professor Snape
Hermione looked at the rest of the packet, she would need Mandrake roots, newts, Unicorn hair, a Hippogriff feather, a dragon scale, and some very rare flower petals, the moon iris. Also the Beakers for measurement, she turned back to the desk where her bag was, the beakers were already there, and so was the cauldron. She looked through the packet one more time, she found a thorough passage on the Reveviris potion as well as Snape's 20 question packet. It was all extremely interesting, however to her utter and complete surprise there was 2 parchment papers, one with Malfoy's name and the other with her own!
'He expects me to do this too!' she thought irate, although she did look forward to answering the questions and analyzing the passage.
She looked through the packet once more, over the ingredients 'This is really advanced stuff'
"Well he certainly has high expectations" Hermione mused out loud.
"Of course he does, It's me after all" she didn't even have to turn around to know who it was, with a roll of her eyes she walked over to the desk where all the supplies were. She looked up at the clock, 7:10.
"You're late" She stated, turning an annoyed glare at Draco. She tried to not let the shock show on her face when she noticed he hadn't walked in alone.
Flanking him were Crabbe, Goyle and even Blaise Zabini.
"Yes, well, Perhaps you were enthused to see me,Not that I can blame you, but it's not a two way street" He sneered.
Hermione rolled her eyes again, inwardly wishing she had taken Harry and Ron's offer to walk her here, then she wouldn't be alone in a classroom now full of Slytherins.
She tried not to let the little pang of fear show, a Gryffindor in a room alone with 4 Slytherins, almost made for a horror movie. "Lose the cronies, Malfoy, we have work to do" Hermione tried.
"Oh, she's ready to get down to business" Blaise laughed.
"All fun and no play Granger, make for a very dull time, don't you think?" Malfoy also laughed next to Blaise, taking a step toward Hermione.
Hermione had watched many a wild life documentary, The lions, in this case Slytherins, would send one lone scout, Malfoy, to see if he alone could intimidate the smaller animal, or in this case herself. She knew if she took a step back, they would all lunge, or in this case take turns picking on her. She had to stand her ground or she would be eaten alive.
Of course if the lone scout didn't succeed, the whole pack would attack. Blaise stood next to Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle flanking them. Again Hermione had to remind herself that if she showed any sign of backing down, she would regret it.
"Get lost!" Hermione hissed.
"Aw, is the little Mudblood scared?" Blaise took another step forward.
"Scared of what? What exactly is there to be afraid of here?" Hermione scoffed, raising her chin.
"Little miss Mudblood Granger is alone no weasel or potty around to save her" Crabbe taunted from beside Blaise,
"I don't need them to take care of you idiots" Hermionie seethed.
"Learn your place, Granger. How dare you speak to us that way" Blaise gave her a disgusted look.
"My place?! I believe I am the one stuck here! I certainly don't need the help, neither do I need this!" Hermione was fed up, she picked up her bag, slammed the packet on the desk and made to walk out and let Malfoy deal with his problems on his own. Besides the room was suffocating her, their ego's taking up too much room, too big for her to breath!
"Halt Mudblood! Where do you think you're going?" Malfoy finally spoke, stepping uncomfortably close to her, his face inches away from her own.
"Get out of my way" she hoped it would come out a brave order, instead it sounded like a whispered request. Hermione could feel those weird tingles she felt whenever he came too close, it was extremely unsettling.
Malfoy smirked "Yeah? And what if I don't" He took a step closer, making Hermione take a step back.
Hermione felt her heart pounding hard against her chest, she idly wondered if he could hear it. The room seemed far too small for her and Malfoy, she felt as if she had no room. Hermione felt captured by his dark, Grey/Blue eyes.
Draco couldn't look away from the Mudblood. He loved seeing how uncomfortable he was making her. He loved to make her squirm. Her eyes moved wildly around the room, almost as if looking for an escape. He took another step closer, his chest bumping against her. She quickly scurried back, her thighs hitting Snape's desk. Draco's smirk grew. He heard her gulp, and she stood up straighter, trying to seem brave, But Draco could see right through her little display. She was scared, it was all in her annoyingly expressive brown eyes. They finally met his own, and she seemed to cower back, but glare at him at the same time. He loved it, he loved how he could actually see the fear written all over her face, he loved how uncomfortable she seemed to get at his nearness, he loved the way she looked like a caged animal desperate for a way out. He loved the fact that she tried to seem like she was not affected at all, as if it was perfectly normal that he was practically stealing her oxygen, so close to her that he once again could smell that infuriatingly intoxicating scent of hers. He inhaled deeply. He had to admit, he even loved her defiance, it would be all the better when he finally showed her, her place. At the bottom, where all Mudbloods belonged.
With amusement, he realized the girl was sitting on Snape's desk, an effort to put some space between herself and him. A wicked idea played in his mind. He leaned even closer to her and put his hands on either side of her legs, flat against the desk, really caging her in.
'Let's see what she does about this' He inwardly and outwardly smirked, when her eyes glazed over with fury, fear and a little something he couldn't quite detect, however he liked it.
"Get away from me Malfoy" She hissed, leaning away from him.
He was thinking of what great things he could do to torment her, as she was already rather flustered by his nearness.
"Are you mad? She's going to give you some muggle sickness!" Blaise scolded from behind Draco.
Draco didn't even turn away "Having a little fun boys, get lost, I know what I'm doing" he didn't feel a need to explain himself. And he felt if he looked away from Granger, he would have lost the control over her, the ability to make her extremely uncomfortable.
'this will be fun, indeed' He smirked once again, acutely aware of Granger's growing agitation. The way she fidgeted was so highly amusing.
She gave him one hard shove, it did very little to actually move him, however it did anger him "Don't put your filthy hands on me!" He hissed, taking a hand of his own and shoving her back, watching in amusement as she didn't let her back hit the desk.
Granger growled at him and he smirked in return. "Don't touch me!" She shot back, fire dancing in her eyes, her hands once again shoved him "And get away from me! I can't breathe!" Again she shoved.
"Touch me one more time, and you'll lose those hands" He warned.
"Threaten me one more time and you'll lose that tongue!" She spat back.
Now he was really angry "Is that so?" he leaned closer, and when she tried to pull back he grabbed a handful of her messy hair and pulled her closer to his face. He was swept away with thoughts of burying his face in her hair, that insanely, infuriating, delicious scent toying and teasing him AGAIN.
"What in the bloody hell is going on here"
Draco caught a glimpse of Granger's almost smug grin, before he was shoved hard, this time the shove sent him flying backwards, he grabbed on to the edge of a desk to keep from falling back.
He turned furiously, and came face to face with Potter and Weasley, which one shoved him he didn't know.
Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle were at his side at once, haven't left the room when he asked them too.
"We came to check on you Hermione, are you ok?" Potter asked, putting a hand on the girl's shoulder. She quickly nodded.
The redheaded blood traitor got in front of her and put an arm around her waist and helped her off the desk. It was a sickening display, the desk was less than a foot of the ground, she could have gotten of herself! Draco thought, annoyed at the sight.
"Which one of them pushed me?" Draco asked Goyle, his eyes never straying from the little trio in front of him.
"The weasel" Goyle clenched his fist.
"Hey, Weasel, who do you think you are? Putting your hands on a Malfoy!" Draco questioned furiously.
"Who do you think YOU are, being all over Hermione like that?! You were grabbing her hair! And here I thought you couldn't get any worse!" Ron shot back, just as furious.
"Jealous are we? Obviously the Mudblood knows about the better things, is it my fault she rather have me then you? Put your wand down Weasel, lucky for you, I have no interest in such filth." Draco said venomously.
"Malfoy, you foul, loathsome, evil little cockroach" Hermione's face contorted in rage.
Draco instinctively, and regrettably, took a step back, recognizing those exact words from their scariest encounter in third year, when she had punched him. He straightened himself up when Weasel and Potty held her back.
Draco reminded himself that this was their fifth year, not third, and he wasn't a scrawny 13 year old, but a bigger 16 year old and he wasn't about to be frightened by a nasty little witch, much less a Mudblood, especially Granger!
"You watch your mouth, Mudblood" He warned.
Again she tried to lunge, but was stopped once more by her friends.
Crabbe and Goyle and Blaise were laughing, and Draco joined them, she looked rather interesting, furious and yelling obscenities at him. It was oddly amusing watching Hermione Granger, perfect student, act bad and out of control.
"I will shove your wand so far up your ass, Draco Malfoy, it will come out your nasty mouth! You spoil everything! How did I get stuck here with you! I loathe you!" She was yelling as he kept laughing right in her face, she wanted to kill him!
"Hermione, calm down." Ron and Harry were pleading, keeping a tight hold around her waist and arms.
She took a deep breath and decided it would be better if she controlled herself, it was degrading to let Malfoy get so under her skin that she would act out! However, she made a silent promise to herself that if he aggravated her once more, that wand would definitely come out of his mouth, she'd personally see to that.
"All done, Granger?' Malfoy teased with a smirk, his friends laughing behind him.
Hermione ignored his comment and stared at her friends. "I'm sorry about that" She apologized.
"It's ok Hermione, what did he do to you? We'll take care of him" Ron cracked his knuckles.
"It doesn't matter. Thanks for coming, though. I would've killed him" She smiled at both Ron and Harry.
"He had his hands on you, Hermione! Did he hit you?" Harry asked, sounding extremely angry. Hermione shook her head, the last thing she wanted was for another fight to break out.
"What is going on here?" Hermione jumped at the voice.
'Oh no!'
Hermione and her friends along with Malfoy and his cronies turned to face Snape at the door,
"Well? I'm waiting" he raised an eyebrow looking around the room.
Severus Snape was not a dumb man, he was not born yesterday. He could very well imagine what had happened, and he knew his house were probably the agitators, however he wasn't about to admit that.
All of them started talking at once, talking about Malfoy on Hermione, and Hermione shoving wands in places wands are not supposed to go.
"Forget it. Weasley, Potter, Crabbe, Goyle and Zabini, leave at once. If I ever find you in this room when you aren't supposed to be here, consider yourselves expelled" He snapped his fingers, making them march out.
Ron and Harry gave Hermione a sympathetic smile and walked out, receiving a small wave in return.
When the room was empty Snape rounded on the remaining two students.
"10 points from Slytherin and 20 points from Gryffindor" He stated.
Hermione's eyes widened in disbelief "20 from Gryffindor? But that's not fair!" She protested.
"Not fair you say?" Snape arched an eyebrow at her.
"Who is the tutor here miss Granger?"
Me but-" Snape cut her off.
"who have I entrusted with a key?' He asked again.
"I get your point sir, but-"
"And therefore, who is in charge of my classroom?" He interrupted her again.
"Me sir, but I didn't-"
"So, Miss Granger, the brunt of the responsibility is yours. You are the one in charge of my classroom, that no one trespasses and that it stays completely the way I left it"
Hermione sighed in defeat, and nodded her head in understanding.
"Look at the time, 7:35, I expect you two to stay here now, until 9:35" Snape said,
"But sir-" This time Malfoy protested.
"9:35, Mr. Malfoy" Snape said again, more slowly this time.
Hermione could almost laugh at the miserable pout on Draco's face if she didn't feel the exact same way. She never regretted agreeing more then at this moment, 20 points from Gryffindor and she had to stay over half an hour later, that was certainly not fair!
Snape began walking, with a whirl of his long cloak. He stopped at the door, turned back to them "Get to work" he said before he walked out, closing the door behind him.
Hermione tried to suppress a shiver of nervousness, as she was now completely alone with Draco Malfoy, it unsettled her deeply. She shoved back the feeling and got to work as Snape had ordered.
She looked at Draco who was glaring at her. Ignoring him she walked over to the desk where she had left the packet and took a seat.
"You're on my seat" Draco had startled her a bit, making his way next to her almost unnoticeable.
"Huh?"
"You're on my seat. Get off and go sit somewhere else" he ordered.
"Your seat? Is your name on it? Did you purchase it?" Hermione shot back, not wanting to get bullied for the umpteenth time this day.
"I sit here every day, Mudblood! During potions! Now get off my seat" He made to push her when she flinched back, her eyes furious again.
"Malfoy! Don't. Touch. me!" She hissed, going over to the next seat.
'She's afraid of me' he thought as he sat on his seat, a triumphant smirk playing on his face.
'And here I thought it was going to be all work and no play. Turns out the ever courageous Gryffindor's aren't quite so brave'
"Malfoy, are you deaf?! I said, start reading the passage!" Hermione ordered annoyed at his lack of attention.
'No wonder he's falling behind!' She thought irately.
Draco glared at her, the audacity to order him around! However he picked up the paper and read it, anything to leave as soon as possible he found himself extremely interested in the Reveviris potion. It was almost a re-animation potion, it could bring people back from the dead!
It was calling it close, the person had to take the potion right when they were up to their last breath, otherwise it would not work.
'Quite the gamble' he thought, excited at the fact that he would be able to do such a strong and advanced potion.
He made it a point to memorize as much as he possibly could, especially the ingredients needed. Those would be hard to find if you weren't in Snape's personal supply closet.
He finished the reading, looking over it twice and he turned to Granger.
She had a huge smile plastered across her face, her eyes gleaming in excitement, A neon yellow marker in her hand as she highlighted the more interesting parts of the passage, she looked happy..
Draco was stuck in between three emotions. Fear, she looked quite scary, her eyes roaming all over the paper, as if ready to devour the information it held.
Anger, of course perfect miss Granger would be taking notes on extra curricular work.
Admiration, he found himself in awe as she giddily scribbled notes and highlighted passages and key words. She was so absorbed in her work, taking in all she read like a sponge. "oohing' and 'Awwing' silently to herself, almost as if in pleasure. He hadn't seen anyone that concentrated and riveted in his life. It was odd, to say the least. For a few short seconds he understood why everyone called her 'The brightest witch of her age'
"Wow, that's amazing" she beamed, putting down the paper, and turning to him.
"Don't you think?" She asked excitedly.
Draco was caught of guard, she had never spoken to him like that before, it was unsettling.
"Whatever Mudblood, what now?" he shrugged, sneering at her.
He noticed that her eyes lost that excited gleam, and turned into hard orbs, almost shutting down. She glared at him and picked up the question packet.
Draco smirked, he liked it better this way, the way it should be. He in control of the little Mudblood, whilst she hated him.
"Answer the questions, then we have to get started on the actual potion"
Draco had a fairly easy time on the questions, it was all stuff he had found on the reading, he did notice with frustration that Granger had finished before him and had walked over to Snape's supply closet, muttering to herself the ingredients she read off the list.
He found himself intently staring at her, she wasn't wearing her cloak. And with her back turned to him, it was easy to forget who exactly he was staring at. All he could see was a mess of curly hair and a body in a school girl uniform.
He smirked, as he noticed what a small frame she had, she looked as light as a feather, like the wind itself could take her off with it. Her legs were long and not a bad sight at all, her skirt covered most of everything, he realized a bit miffed. However, he could still see all her subtle curves. He had a full fledged smile when she reached up to a rather high cabinet, raising her hands above her head leaving the skin of her back exposed. Draco smirked again.
No, Hermione Granger was not a bad sight at all. He watched her amused, as she jumped up, muttering in anger as she couldn't reach what she wanted. Without thinking he was on his feet and behind her. He reached over her, his chest bumping against her back, and grabbed Unicorn hair, it was on the ingredient list, so he figured it was what she wanted.
"This what you want?" He asked, looking down at her and handing the jar over. She turned around, facing his chest.
She nodded, taking the jar but her eyes not meeting his.
"And um, Mandrake root?" She requested. He looked at her a second longer and nodded, bringing down the jar, on a even higher shelf.
Unconsciously he grabbed hold of her hip, steadying himself and using her to lift himself a bit higher, ignoring her silent gasp, and reached the jar labeled 'Mandrake root'.
He brought it down and handed it to her, once again staring at her longer then necessary.
He didn't let go of his hold on her hip. She looked up at him and gnawed on her bottom lip.
"Thank you" She spoke, almost cautiously.
Her voice, It was like a splash of cold water on his face. Here he was ogling Granger, A filthy Mudblood, and even worse he had a hand on her, touching her!
He ripped away from her, and pushed past her to get to his seat. "Whatever, Granger. I couldn't spend the rest of my time watching you jump around like an idiot. I want to get out of her, you know" He looked back down at his question packet, two more questions left.
She sat next to him, and he tried to subtly move his chair farther away from her. He didn't know why but suddenly he didn't like being in this room alone with her and the faster they left the better.
He finished jotting down the last of his answers, and then turned to watch her as she set up the metal tray with scissors a knife, some gloves and she had a jug of water, placing the beakers beside the neat tray.
She turned to face him and their eyes caught for a second before she quickly looked away "Did you understand everything? Or do you have any questions?" Hermione asked, it was her responsibility to make sure Draco understood everything.
He gave a stiff nod and toyed with the jars in front of him.
"Alright, for the most part, you're going to do this by yourself while I supervise" She informed.
He raised an eyebrow at her "You expect me to do all the work?"
"Well, it is YOUR experiment. I'm just here if you need anything...with the experiment" She quickly tacked on the end.
Draco smirked, noticing the blush slightly reddening her cheeks.
He gave her a nod and looked at the contents before him, he had a lot of measuring and dividing to do and he hated that.
He had begun to use a metal ruler to measure the Mandrake root, when he noticed Granger was right behind him, watching him. He tried to ignore it, and picked up the knife, about to cut exactly 7 inches of Mandrake root when he smelled that intoxicating scent, the one he hated and then felt a warmth on his neck. He quickly turned and came face to face with Granger, he almost fell off his chair, she was so close.
"Do you mind?" He snapped, as she was hovering extremely close over his back.
"Sorry" she seemed genuinely apologetic, Draco rolled his eyes at her and let it go, turning back to cutting the mandrake root.
"Wait, Malfoy!"
"Yeah?" he turned to her, putting down his knife.
"I couldn't help but notice you were cutting 7 inches" She stated.
Draco shrugged and nodded.
"The potion calls for 7 ¼ inches, Malfoy" She inquired,
He shrugged again "So, close enough, right?" he actually never really had any idea about those stupid little numbers on the side, all he saw was 7 inches, not that he cared , 7 inches seemed good enough..
"Oh God, so this is why I'm here? Cause you can't follow instructions properly" She hissed.
He glared at her "How dare you, filth! Don't talk down to me" He sneered, wanting to get rid of the patronizing look on her face.
"Malfoy! You have to follow instructions properly! The potion calls for 7 inches and ¼ so it HAS to be 7 inched and ¼! Do it right" She ordered.
Malfoy turned back to the Mandrake root, "Stupid, annoying Mudblood" He muttered and cut the remaining one- fourth. He continued the rest of the potion, annoyingly watching out for the annoying little side numbers.
When he was done he measured two cups of water, threw everything in the cauldron and let it boil, he let Granger mix It, it was the least she could do, she hadn't done any work at all.
He anxiously looked up at the clock, 9:00 in the night, he groaned in frustration, he would be in the common room right now, and if Pansy was lucky they would be sharing a quick shag before bed. But no, he was stuck here with Mudblood Granger, who once again looked riveted and was taking notes!
"Why in the hell are you taking notes, you idiot? It's just going to mix together. You're so nauseating!" He insulted annoyed at her antics.
"For your information, not all potions act the same as they're coming together. There is a right way to do everything. I'm taking note of the reactions and if Snape tells us it was done right, and I ever need it for anything, I'll know if I'm doing it right or wasting time!" She snapped back.
Draco was baffled, 'This Mudblood...' He didn't get to finish his thoughts as she spoke again.
"It's finished, I think. It's bubbling" She said. Bubbling usually meant it was done, and getting overheated.
Draco flicked his wand and turned the fire off underneath the cauldron.
Hermione quickly turned to him, a look of confusion on her face. 'He could perform spells without speaking' the thought aggravated her a bit. He smirked in return knowing exactly what she was thinking.
"Snape said to cap it and leave it on his desk beside our question packet, so it's ready for grading" Hermione read a small note in front of her.
Draco grabbed a flask and ladled in as much of the Reveviris potion as he could fit.
She picked up the packet and he handed her the flask. He watched as she walked over to the desk and neatly stacked the papers on Snape's desk.
Draco watched her, and wondered if she noticed how her hips had a slight sway to them as she walked. He was disgusted with the thought and decided it was time to go.
"Alright, now that, that's done, I'm leaving" He said.
He heard Granger giggle, it was a very odd thing to his ears. He's never really heard her...laugh.
He turned to her curiously "What?" He asked.
She smiled at him, SMILED! "Well you behaved yourself for a while there" She smiled AGAIN!
"Not that it matters, I already know the problem. If you learn to follow instructions properly, this will be over really fast. The sooner the better" She said, flinging her bag over her shoulder.
He felt a strange disgust building in his stomach, she had smiled at him. He had made a Mudblood smile.
"Yes the sooner the better. I can't think of a worst way to spend my time then with a filthy little Mudblood" He stated with distaste, making a face at her.
Hermione glared daggers at him, the almost nice moment gone. "I can." She crossed her arms and walked over to the door, slightly opening it.
He walked behind her, much like when she needed help getting stuff from a higher shelf, and slammed his hand on the door, closing it before she could walk out, she was unable to open it. He was behind her, his chest bumping against her back.
"I doubt it, but let's hear it" He growled, leaning in close to her ear. Hermione absolutely hated when he got so close. She didn't turn to face him, she was afraid, as much as she hated to admit it.
She felt something odd, and with a start quickly realized that he had leaned his face closer, and his nose was on the side of her neck. She whirled around, absolutely furious. He leaned away a bit, but he was still insanely close. She looked at his eyes, they seemed almost glazed over, and he leaned in again!
She felt the warmth of his breath on her collar bone, it was completely infuriating and incomprehensible, why was he doing it?!
'I can't keep letting him get away with this! He can't keep tormenting me like this'
She put her hands on his chest and tried her hardest to push him back "You could be me! And be forced to spend time with a big slimy...Malfoy" Once again she could think of no worst words.
He didn't say anything, he kept his face hidden in her hair. He let his nose drag down her neck and across her collar bone. His mouth found that spot on her throat again, the spot where he could feel her erratic pulse. He smirked as he felt the way it lightly pounded against his lips. He never felt like biting something more in his life.
And what Draco Malfoy wants he gets!
So he did just that, he bit Hermione Granger, her sensitive skin feeling wonderful in his mouth. Her skin tasted even better then she smelled and for those few seconds, Draco Malfoy could feel himself become addicted. He bit the skin a little harder,liking so much the way it felt.
He let his hands run up her sides, the body he had openly been ogling he was now feeling. He pressed her harder against the door, and pressed himself hard against her, feeling every soft curve of her body against his. He groaned at the feel of her.
He wasn't thinking straight and he didn't care. Her intoxicating, absolutely addicting scent filled his nostrils, it was all he could breath, it was making him crazy. She had delicious soft skin to go along with the scent, he released the skin in his mouth only to lick up her neck and across her jaw line, wanting to taste every bit of her. His hands were freely roaming up and down her body, slightly lifting her shirt and going underneath it, feeling all her soft skin. Maddening, she was making him mad.
He never wanted something so much in his life, he wanted her body, every single bit of it, he wanted to touch her everywhere, he wanted to run his tongue all over her body, and taste every inch of her, he wanted her underneath him, he wanted Mudblood Granger! it was absolutely insane!
Hermione was in absolute hell!
'What's he doing! What's he doing!' She thought with a complete and utter panic.
His tongue ran itself up her neck and she suppressed a shiver.
"No, Malfoy! Get off me" She tried to shove him away but he wouldn't budge.
She let out a cry of dismay "NO! Are you completely mad?!" She tried again, as his hands ran up her sides.
She grabbed his hands and tried to pry them off her. She felt herself being slammed against the door, and she groaned in pain as her back mad contact with the door.
"Stop touching me! Stop!" She tried pushing him away again. She caught a glimpse of his eyes, they were glazed over and she didn't want to dwell on why. She just wanted to get Malfoy off of her!
As she tried to push him away, he didn't even budge the only recognition he gave was shrugging her off, and letting his hands run up and down her sides. His tongue kept licking her and then he would bite her making her yelp in pain.
Hermione ignored all the tingles she felt as she placed her hands on his arms, horrified with herself when she realized she liked how they felt.
"Malfoy stop! Stop it or I'm going to scream! Get off me! Please get off me!" It was like speaking to a deaf person. He just kept doing what he wanted.
Panic grew inside of Hermione, he kept touching her and she couldn't move him.
She felt a cold hand slide up her shirt, it gripped her hard and pulled her closer against Malfoy's body and she lost it. "GET OFF ME MALFOY!" she yelled, infuriated that he had the nerve to touch her, and kiss her neck and bite her and lick her!
She swung her arm forward and managed to hit him right across the face. Malfoy stumbled back and instantly let go off her, pushing her back against the door.
He turned away from her and closed his eyes, panting hard.
'What the hell was I thinking!' He turned back around, glaring at Hermione. It absolutely repulsed him the thoughts that came along with her image. She was a disgusting Mudblood for Merlin sake, and he was practically drooling for her seconds ago. He felt vile come up his throat.
'what the fuck is wrong with me!'
He made a quick decision, he would pretend nothing happened. People make mistakes, this was a disgusting, repulsive mistake and it would never ever happen again, and he would make sure of it. He narrowed his eyes at Granger, but first he needed to make sure no one knew, that she kept her pretty little mouth shut.
He could almost laugh at the look of absolute terror on her face.
He walked over to her, and smirked when she took a step back, with really no place to go since her back hit the door. He grabbed the back of her hair, pulling her forward and then pulling her face back to look at her directly in the eye. He found himself unconsciously leaning away so he wouldn't catch her scent again.
"If you speak a word to anyone about this Mudblood, including Weasel and Potter, I'll personally end your pathetic Mudblood life" He threatened.
She glared at him, and tried to kick him. She missed.
"Do I make my self clear? This dies here, or you die" He pulled her face closer, looking at her directly in the eyes, trying not to get caught in their expressiveness.
"Hmm?" He inquired, his eyes darting quickly down to her red lips, an annoying urge to just do it and completely take advantage. His eyes kept roaming all over her face, to her eyes then darting back down to her mouth.
"I wish YOU would die here! Trust me, this isn't something I would brag about!" She retorted venomously.
He pulled her face dangerously close to his "Is that so? I am Draco Malfoy. Girls would die to be in your place." He drawled, he was speaking out of his ass and he knew it. What he was saying was absolutely true, but the only reason he said it was because he didn't want to let her go. Her mouth, it was red and looked absolutely soft.
'Has she ever been kissed before..it could be almost fun stealing her first kiss. She wouldn't like it at all' He tried to justify himself and his want.
"In what position? Being harassed by a person they absolutely loathe? Then being grabbed like a rag doll, getting death threats?! How very romantic, yes they would love it" She tried pulling away, but hissed as his hold on her hair tightened.
"You're absolutely going to pay for this Malfoy!" she licked her lips, it was really her fault.
Without thinking, just concentrating, as her little pink tongue darted out and licked her plump bottom lip, he pulled her roughly, to bring her face closer, and it all happened in a matter of seconds, he roughly crashed his lips against hers and then pulled back. Letting her drop on the ground in shock.
"Remember utter a word, and you die" He smirked "See you Friday, tutor" And with that he left, ignoring the tingles that ran all through him, instead concentrating solely on finding Pansy as soon as he walked into the common room. He had a slight problem he needed to desperately get rid off.
He swore to himself that he wouldn't touch that Mudblood ever again.
Hermione glared at the door and when she was sure he was gone she stood up and sat on a desk. She took a deep breath. Absolutely livid and angry and the feeling of unfairness washed over her, She cried, how dare he use her like that! And touch her like that! And he kissed her!
She was disgusted, a knot was building in her stomach.
'I HATE YOU MALFOY!' For a while there he even seemed human, until time came to leave. It was extremely annoying that he thought it was Okay to do this to her! He had no right, especially not with her, all he did was call her names and bully her and put his hands on her!
'He hates me! And I hate him! What in the hell is wrong with him?'
But most of all, Hermione hated how she reacted to him. Her body would tingle all over from his touch. Her stomach would jump around, and her heart pounded harder against her chest. It was absolutely insane. She clenched her hands, her nails dug into her flesh and she took a deep breath, collected herself and stood up, once again grabbing her bag. She locked up behind her.
She made her way to the portrait of the fat lady and mumbled the password.
"Hermione? Why are you so late?" Ron was on her instantly.
"We were worried, just about to go look for you" Harry stepped besides Ron, letting his eyes run over his best friend. If he found even a single hair out of place Malfoy would regret it!
"What's wrong? Why do you look so down?" Ron inquired, his eyes scrutinizing his friend.
"He did something didn't he? That's why you're so late and upset" Harry stated furiously.
'Utter a single word and you die' The words rang through her head, they didn't frighten her, not in the least. However, what frightened her was Ron and Harry and what fight might happen if she spoke. It wouldn't surprise her if they got Fred and George involved and then Neville and Dean and Ginny and Seamus. Malfoy had all of Slytherin under his control, so he would fight back. It would get out of control and the Gryffindors and Slytherins would be at war, and she didn't want that. Not over her, over something that would Never ever happen again!
"No, I'm fine. I'm just so tired. And I'm late because Snape made us stay behind much later. Oh you guys still need help with your homework?" Hermione questioned, pushing her problems aside, ready to help her friends.
"No, Hermione. Go get some rest" Harry said.
"It's no problem.." She began.
"Hermione, you'll help us in the morning" Ron said, giving her a nudge to the girls dormitories.
She smiled "I promise, I'll help in the morning" She waved at them and bid them goodnight.
Hermione reached her room and changed into her pajamas, Lavender and Parvati no where in sight.
It was quite early, she looked at the clock, it was 10;15 pm.
She grabbed a towel and decided to take a shower, she desperately needed one. Malfoy's scent still lingered all over her and she wanted to wash away his saliva!
She hoped with the shower, images of his face would wash away as well. With a smile she remembered that in History class, because of the nearing Valentine's day holiday, they would begin reading Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, tomorrow.
She loved his work, she wasn't really a romantic, but it was nice to let her imagination run wild.
She entered the shower, feeling a little lighter and letting the hot water soothe her worries away.
In the common room, Harry and Ron shared looks.
"You saw them, didn't you" Harry hissed, clenching his fists, trying to control himself.
"Did I see them? Of course I saw them! I'm going to ring his bloody neck!" Ron roared angrily.
"Why wouldn't she tell us?' Harry paced in the common room.
"Isn't it obvious? This is Hermione, she doesn't like to cause problems. She knows we'd kill him!"
"He touched her Ron, he hurt her! That's why she was upset!"
"That disgusting, slimy git! Of course he hurt her! Didn't you see her neck! It was all red, I think he bit her or something!" Ron felt like hitting something.
"We have to do something! We can't let him hurt her again! We should tell Snape" Harry suggested reasonably.
"Oh yeah, that will help! Harry, I say we kick his ass!" Ron growled.
Both Harry and Ron were completely furious! It was unfair how Malfoy always seemed to corner their friend alone and do as he wished with her.
"Fucking sadist!" Harry hissed.
"But we can't fight, Hermione would get upset. I think we should wait, if he steps another foot-"
"Harry! I don't want to wait! Throw on your invisibility cloak and lets hunt him down now!" Ron clenched his hands.
"No! We can't do that to Hermione, he would just do something to her to get back at us! They spend hours alone, Ron! She wont be able to escape him. I say we wait, as long as he doesn't hurt her again we wont do anything...until after she's done tutoring him" Harry said.
Ron sighed and nodded "Fine, but if he does something again, I'm killing him" Harry nodded in full agreement.