Why you? | By : Jadeaffection Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 5367 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me. If it did, Dramione would be fact, Cedric would live and Neville would get more book time.
Well, here it is! My first multi-chap story.
It’s starts in seventh year towards the end of the school year. It’s also not really DH compliant but will have some spoilers from all books. I am such a fanfic addict that I seriously have no idea what’s canon and what’s not anymore.
I just take bits from canon that I like and throw away what I don’t, so no bagging out if I get facts wrong. I do that on purpose. On the other hand constructive criticism is always welcome.
Please read authors note at end!
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There was a draft, as there often is in older buildings. It played with the curls that brushed her cheeks and surrounded her tear stained face.
She was shivering, not from the cold but from the memories. His hands were all over her. On her hips, her thighs, her breasts, her… It made her physically ill to think about it. She had struggled, scratched, hit, kicked and even bitten him.
She had screamed but on the abandoned second floor corridor, away from common rooms, dormitories and teachers residences, no one had heard her.
She sat there now, in a small alcove, rocking back and forth silently praising her quick intelligence. For the few seconds after he pulled her from her night time patrol and into the alcove, she had forgotten she was a witch. The panic and realness of the situation had blinded her to any means of escape bar the physical, the muggle.
It took a few moments for her brain to kick into gear, for her to reach for her wand. He was actually licking her neck when she cursed him. It was a good one too! The most painful, legal one she could think of. Aimed right at his crotch. She might be inexperienced but she was most defiantly not naïve or stupid.
His knees buckled and he grabbed her for support, breaking the spaghetti strap on her singlet top as she pushed him away. That was when he had hit her. Not just hit her but hit her so hard that she felt like her face had exploded. She saw stars and then he slapped her before punching her in the jaw. She cursed him again and this time he left. Ran away, mumbling foul words into the darkness.
She was a Gryffindor, she was head girl. Damn it, she was Hermione Granger! No one was going to get the better of her.
Only then did she cry. Only then did she collapse to the ground shaking like the proverbial leaf.
She was thankful now that she had waited to break down; glad no one had seen her like this. Now all she had to do was collect herself, get to her room and clean up. Then, when she finally told people about tonight, she would be a tower of strength.
Hermione tried to stand but her legs buckled. She gave a small grunt of annoyance. Suddenly, standing in front of her was one of the last people she would ever want to see. At any time, not to mention now. And why was he always cussing.
***
‘What the fuck Granger!’
Draco Malfoy looked down at the girl before him. Like most times, he swore to cover for some feeling or the other. This time it was shock. Never before had he seen Granger looking so vulnerable, so scared, and so timid.
And he hadn’t done a damn thing. There was no way anyone was pinning this on him. He was just being a good boy, doing his night time patrol when he thought he heard something.
All he had wanted at the end of last year was atonement for what he had tried to do. He was truly sorry and was it really his fault his father had fucked him up so royally.
Surrendering to the Order had been hard for him, with his pride and all, but after the Dark Lord had killed his mother, he had no choice. With nowhere to go and a lack of conviction in the very thing he was raised to stand for, joining his saviour as a turncoat was a given.
He may still bow before that scumbag, but that was only in the flesh. His loyalty could never remain with the bastard that proceeded to kill his mother on a technicality.
He was there when Dumbledore died, he set it up. Just because he didn’t fire the killing curse. It made his blood boil just thinking about it.
Now he was head boy, under Snape’s protection as new headmaster, reporting to the Order and walking on eggshells around the golden trio. They didn’t trust him and Draco didn’t blame them. Just because he was no longer on the other side didn’t mean he was on theirs.
His loyalties lay with himself now and perhaps Snape for saving his life. He should probably include her but he hadn’t changed that much.
He only joined the Order because although Malfoys lacked a certain moral compass they always had a strong survival instinct. Now here he was, wandering through the night after strange noises. Generations of Malfoys would be rolling over in their graves.
Sick of waiting for Granger to respond he continued.
‘You better not be trying to get out of patrol Granger. I mean its bad enough that I have been lowered to doing such menial things but for someone like you to be given the honour and then shirk it! Don’t be an ungrateful little Mudblood.’
Yes, that should provoke her nicely. Draco waited for the snappy comeback or even a sign that he should duck. Instead, for the first time in his life, he saw Granger cry.
Hopefully you liked it. Please review and let me know. Chapters might be slow as even though I have at least 4 more already written I haven’t finished the story yet and don’t want to get ahead of myself.
Remember:
Reviews = Love
Love = Confidence
Confidence = Inspiration
and
Inspiration = Me getting off my lazy butt and writing more!
Its up to you! xx
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