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Bittersweet	By : valkyrie136 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 32796 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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‘Do you think anyone saw us?’ Hermione whispered nervously.
She faked an illness—for the first time in her entire life and skipped class, another shocking first—in order to meet Ron in the infirmary.
Madame Pomfrey was currently treating a number of injured students from the Care of Magical Creatures Class.
It was raining outside.
Hermione could see the gray skies, and in the distance thunder rumbled.
Ron was sitting on one of the three available beds.
He caught her hand, and smiled, ‘You should trust me more. I don’t think anybody noticed…’
She glanced back nervously but he was pulling her down…
She quickly pulled the curtains around the cot close and saw that Ron had already freed his penis. It was the first time she really got to see it—it was kind of big, right?
And she felt herself turning red but allowed him to run his hands up and down her body. She trembled when his hands slipped under sweater and teased her nipples.
I want to kiss him.
She leaned forward, and he groaned.
He clumsily turned her over, so that she was beneath him, and he slid his hand up her skirt.
She was cold before, but now her body was on fire.
Their world had shrunk to just the two of them: their hot bodies, his heavy breathing.
Hermione felt as if she were floating on a river of pleasure.
His fingers played with her, and she became embarrassingly wet..
Her face flushed a deeper shade of red, and he was flushing as well.
Silly.
She knew all about reproduction. It was normal.
But she was so embarrassed.
He pushed her underwear out of the way—not taking it off—just moving the narrow strip of cloth that covered her privates, and thrust his fingers inside.
She bit her lip, trying to keep quiet. It was just so embarrassing, and then she began to jerk her hips, seeking those fingers, wanting them…
He was just about to push the tip of his cock into her—
The curtains were pulled open and she released a shriek, tumbling off the cot and covering her face with her hands.
Ron fell backwards, and was hastily setting his clothing to rights.
‘Disgusting.’
The unmistakable drawl of Draco Malfoy could be heard, and Hermione felt her humiliation increase. She would have preferred anyone, even Professor Snape, to him finding her.
‘What is the meaning of this?!’ Madame Pomfrey cried, angrily looking back and forth between Ron, and Hermione, who was hiding beneath her robes. ‘I am absolutely shocked, not to mention do you realize how many rules you two have broken? One hundred points from Gryffindor!’
She felt the dread build. Oh great, now everyone would know…
‘Back to your classes at once! And Mr. Weasley, I just want to say that a gentleman does not engage in this kind of sordid behavior in the school nurse’s office, or anywhere on school grounds for that matter! Both of you are underage!’
Ron muttered a sorry before seeing to Hermione. He touched her, and she flinched.
‘It’s alright, let’s go,’ He gently said, and she turned tearful eyes to him.
He looked serious.
Ron.
He knew how upset she was.
Ron took her hand and gave her the time to straighten her uniform before leading her away. She didn’t know Malfoy was following them, because once they were out of ear shot, he hissed in a very audible voice,
‘I don’t know what disgust me more, seeing the mating rituals of a mudblood or your pathetically small thing.’ He laughed, ‘Guess none of the other purebloods would have you so you decided to soil yourself with that thing. I can see why—‘
Ron turned and punched him hard, sending Malfoy stumbling backwards and into the wall.
Hermione was glad that he had hit him.
She wanted to.
But she did not expect Malfoy to launch himself at Ron.
He punched him hard in the face, in the stomach, and it was becoming evident that Malfoy clearly had more experience in this because Ron was losing.
For every punch Ron landed, Malfoy, who was far faster, landed at least three.
He was going to kill him.
‘Malfoy, stop it!’ She screamed, running over to jerk him off, but Ron pushed her out of the way.
A crowd of students was gathering, curiously watching. Each side cheering for someone.
Ron’s face was covered in blood.
‘Confringo!’ She screamed, aiming her wand at Draco.
He immediately was blasted backwards, the spell bouncing off of him and shattering one of the nearby windows.
Rain now blew in, and this time several professors had gathered.
‘What is the meaning of this?!’ Professor Mcognall cried, quickly muttering a spell to freeze both the boys because Malfoy was going to spring on Ron again.
‘Mr. Weasley, Mr. Malfoy, detention for you both!’ She turned and glared at the crowd of students that had gathered, ‘And all of you, return to your classes or rooms at once!”
Hermione was crying, not sure what to do or say. This never would have happened if they had never broken the rules.
‘And Ms. Granger, I demand an explanation. I’ve already spoken to Madame Pomfrey. I am ashamed of your lack of insight. Skipping class to engage in a bit of…’ the professor waved her hand in the air, unable to even say the words, ‘I will have to give you detention too, however,’ And she glared at the boys, ‘I am glad at least you had the courage to step up and stop these two fools.’
Hermione hung her head in shame.
She went to help Ron, who was bleeding profusely, ‘We have to go back to the nurse,’
And she didn’t see Malfoy, who bitterly watched the two of them, eyes almost watering with frustrated tears.
Malfoy turned and strode away. Nobody noticed him leave.
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Everyone, thanks for the reviews and support! I understand that one reviewer has picked up on a trend in my work---I like to put Hermione through hell. I don't know why. Those are just my favorite stories. I kind of like reading the more masochistic/sadistic stories. But again, ladies [and men] always know that rape fics and stories differ from real rape! I cannot emphasize this enough! I had a friend react very negatively to what I write, but the truth is, at the end of the day, a story is nothing like the real thing. You, as the reader, have the control [where as in rape, there is none]. You choose to read or not to read.
Tell me what you think of this new chapter [I have not updated this story in ages] and review!!
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