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Distraction	By : Persephone3655 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 20809 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I do not own or profit from the Harry Potter Universe everything belongs to J.K Rowling
She couldn't breathe, and she couldn't stop berating herself for being so stupid, how could she have relaxed so much around him?

It just seemed so improbable that he would try to hurt her now that he was 'reformed', she didn't think she was worth a lifetime in Azkaban or the Dementors Kiss.

What the hell was he thinking, more importantly how could she think her way out of this when he was pressing himself into her.

He was a massive man, she had know that since the time that he had grabbed onto her when they were escaping the Ministry, but since then it had almost always seemed irrelevant. Right now with his giant hands upon her she was forced to reckon with his physicality. He felt strong and if he was so unbalanced that he was trying to bind her to him, he could lose his mind and break her neck.

He had her tight against him but it wasn't a brutal embrace, more like what one would use when holding a small fragile pet than a prisoner.

His mouth was wrapped around hers in such a possessive manner that she was having a hard time processing what was happening.

She tasted him and pomegranates. That sweet flavor must be coming from that tea. She hadn't smelled pomegranates, but she could taste them.

The warning bells had triggered in her head, an image of distinctive spirals rising from the tea, and just a gleam reflected on top of the tea.
It was a kind of Amormentia potion.
He was trying to make her swallow a damn potion by kissing it into her mouth. She was trying hard not to swallow but he wasn't letting up on the pressure long enough for her to do much, she had to think her way out of this.

She swallowed and felt a heat spread to the rest of her body, it made her a bit hazy. She was trying to rein in her thoughts, and as he backed away it made it easier. He placed his hands gently on her shoulders and she willed herself to look into his eyes. They were dark and held the promise of devouring her and it frightened her.
"You don't need to be so nervous, I promise not to harm you." He drawled in a low voice. She was so confused, he was acting so gently towards her, she could deal with him trying to kill her, heck she had survived Bellatrix, this was just too strange and crazy.
She needed time.
"Yax...Cassius, could you please take off my heels" He smiled at the use of his first name. Maybe just maybe she could get out of this. He grazed his fingers along her legs and down to her ankles. He slipped off one heel and then another. Hermione took a deep breath, he was listening to her.

"You know, I wanted to claim you since I the war ended." He kept on looking at her eyes. They were almost electric with determination. She could see waves of magical power behind them. How was it that she had ignored him? He should have been on her radar. She had managed to evade being dragged into Draco's Malfoy’s seduction schemes, Theodore Nott’s clumsy invitations, and even Viktor Krum’s suave moves had not make a dent.
She was rapidly cataloging his behavior over the past 3 years. How he always took care of her, made sure that unwanted suitors left her alone, the man even knew what kind of lotion she preferred.
"You smell like gardenias, I have a garden full of gardenias where we can build our family. I.." He kissed her hands, bowed his eyes down and almost seemed to be praying, he cuddled into lap like a small child.
She tensed up, just a little she was frightened, and it was like flipping a switch he became an animal. He attacked her throat, bit into it and left a trail of marks down to her chest. He tore off her shirt sending buttons flying into the air like confetti.

“You’re going to be mine, whether you want to or not!” It happened in a flash, he picked her up as if she weighed nothing, and laid her on top of the desk that still held the tea tray and her papers. He had her face in one hand and managed to pry her mouth open and pour in the rest of the tea before covering her mouth with another kiss.

She was still clawing at his back, and pulling his ponytail when he tore the rest of her ensemble off, she was starting to shiver in her undergarments and stockings.

He growled in approval

“Cassius, please stop! Please look at me” her voice was high pitched. “Please at least tell me what you given me.” That warmth feeling had begun to collect in between her thighs and she could feel herself becoming aroused, but there was something else behind the arousal, a different kind of primal hunger that made her want to have him and the terror that she should have been feeling was almost completely absent. She shook her head she needed to know what she was up against.
She could use some Slytherin tactics, she didn’t think fighting against him would have as much of an effect. He was a huge man and she now knew that he was more unhinged that he had let on, but he was currently branding her neck with his bites. She turned her head so her lips were resting against his temple, a mockery of a kiss to try and get him to slow down. It worked he looked at her again. She could see the lust written in his face, and knew that whatever she wanted to do she needed to do soon.
"Please.. let me up, this isn't how I want our first time together to be..." she hesitated, and forced herself to look into his eyes. It was a terrible mistake,
"You're right love, I must not forget propriety and take you before we are bound." He straighten up taking her with him since he arms were still securely placed around his neck. Her feet didn't touch the ground, heck like this face to face next to him, her feet couldn't even feel his knees, she felt helplessly tiny, and her plan had backfired. She could have just let him satisfy his lust and forget about the binding. He slid her body down his as he placed her feet on the ground, and she trembled when she felt his arousal. That had to be magically amplified, how the hell did he manage to walk with that between his legs.
"The Yaxley family binding is a bit archaic, sweetheart, I know in time you will forgive me. I'll give you the wedding of your dreams after we’re bound" He shrugged out of his robes and placed them around her shoulders, and picked her up again, this time bridal style. "I promise to be as gentle as I can, I know that my size probably frightens you"
Hermione closed her eyes, she needed to do something, his touch was making her head swim, she summoned her will and managed to wriggle her way out of his grasp, and hit the floor in a heap.
"Sweetheart.." his voice was concerned, and Hermione fought with her mind to work out of her lust filled haze, and she ran out away from him, leaving his robes pooled at his feet. He was shocked and she had a good head start before he tore off after her. The farther she got from him the more she seemed to be able to control herself, fear was invading her heart.
She was gulping air but she refused to slow down for fear of what he would do if he caught her again. This was her only chance. She needed to make it off the grounds, she saw the door that lead to the gardens if she remember correctly, maybe she could lose him and find her way back in the house, and her wand. It was her only hope and she took it.
She looked back and saw that he wasn't far of, and he looked feral. She turned into the garden and frantically took twisting turns, left, right, another left, so many she lost count. She came to a standstill not from her burning muscles or the lack of oxygen but because she felt the magical wall that she ran into, she was in a clearing in what she assumed was somewhere in the middle of the garden, there was a ring of gardenias in the center, a few large smooth stones made larger circles around the gardenias, and around the edge of the clearing there seemed to be torches and small shrubs, not shrubs trees, pomegranate trees.
She had run into a trap, and that was her last thought before her world went black.
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