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Draco's Camera	By : bettysilks Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 37709 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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Lord knows she definitely did not remain in the dark for long. She discovered exactly what they had been trying to keep from her over morning coffee. Hell, her morning coffee had almost made a second appearance by the time she'd finished the article.

So people were being prosecuted for war crimes. Jesus Fucking Christ. The good guys were being called out for killing the bad guys. She supposed that was just. It was only right that no one- no matter what side they were on- be exempt from the type of punishment attached to the act of murder. That would just be hypocrisy, but god damn she'd support hypocrisy if it kept her out of Azkaban. Fuck, she was best friends with the fucking hero of the god damned wizarding world. They had no business even thinking about questioning her.

But why wouldn't they? The ministry hadn't changed all that much and Scrimgeour was definitely one for a grudge. His knickers we're probably still in a twist over the way Harry had been all GI Joe, under the radar during the war. If he was going after whales like the Bones and the Griffins why would he hesitate to get her?

"Fuck."

Hermione never cursed. She didn't like the way the words sounded. Cursing made her feel like she had shit in her mouth. The act just tasted bad. Now though, she figured cursing was called for. She was going down. She was fucking going really deep down really quickly.

She sighed, trying to get herself together. She wasn't crying yet but if she unravelled anymore she would be.

She took deep breaths, like she was in labor. Needed to relax and calm the fuck down.

"Granger."

What? Oh God. Not now.

"Porcupine."

Oh.

But still, what the fuck?

Hermione turned around, weary but not completely on her guard. She ran her hand through her hair and waited for him to speak.

"I assume you read the paper."

She nodded. Who hadn't read the bloody paper or at least heard about the current events?

"Again, I will assume that you're worried about maintaining your continued liberties."

"Malfoy, I'm worried about having my damn soul sucked out or being locked up in a fucking eight by ten. Continued liberties? Don't mince words and wrap it up all nice. Its-"

"Granger, you just say the word. We'll go back to normal and I'll take it all away. You know I can. I can make you feel really good."

"Alright, alright, Malfoy." She moaned, waving his words away with her hands.

He shrugged. Hermione leaned against the wall, more comfortable now.

"Are we still in safe mode?"

"You haven't said the word."

She nodded. Looked up into his eyes. He looked so hard. His shoulders thrown back and his lips pressed into a hard line. But his eyes were narrowed in concern. Not shrewd at all.

She told him, "I'm scared, Malfoy. God, I don't want to even think about going to trial. I want to be punished. I know I did wrong, but... Shark."

His mouth turned down and he raised his brows. She shook her head.

Don't question. Just do.

"Granger, you little bitch. I'm going to ream your ass right now. You little fucking bitch, think you're hot shit, don't you? Where's my mother-fucking camera, Granger?"

Somewhere in the middle of it he had fisted his hands in her hair and now he was shaking her mother-fucking brains out.

"It's in my room, Malfoy, where you can't touch it."

"Clever, Granger, but I don't need it when I have your ass right here."

He spun her around, pressed her into the wall with an elbow to her back. She groaned, the stone digging into her cheek and chest. His hand fumbled around the bottom of her skirt, pulling it up and tucking the bottom into the waistband. He slapped her ass and the sound echoed all around the hall.

"Gods, Granger, just imagine all the different ways we could get caught right now."

She did and it didn't even bother her like she would have expected. She imagined how people would treat her if she was caught with Malfoys hand under her skirt. For sure, they'd stop looking to her for all the answers. She'd be one unreliable mother-fucker. The thought was sort of funny.

"Think that's funny, Granger?" he asked, spinning her around with a smile in his voice and on his face.

She shook her head. Sometimes he acted too much like they were lovers instead of... whatever they were.

His face was too close to hers, but she couldn't move anyway. The hand around her jaw prevented that.

"I think it could be hilarious. Granger, it really could be. Think of their faces. It'd be a sea of ickle Gryffindors looking like fishes out of water. Hmm? Some Ravenclaws too. They'd be outraged. Huffle-poofs wouldn't care either way. They'd think it was some epic love story. And Slytherins, well you can imagine how the rest of them would feel. I'd bruise from the amount of pats on the back I'd get."

She snorted. His face clouded over and he got entirely too serious.

"Granger, you don't even realize the reality of things, do you? You're the perfect package."

He didn't elaborate and she had no desire to hear him babble anymore. She was more than ready to get to the meat of things, the pain. Fuck reality.

However, the pain did not come. He dropped to his knees in front of her and looked up at her suspicious face.

"Porcupine." he said, yet he began to caress her thighs almost lovingly.

Her stomach flipped over. She felt like she might be sick. His hands trailed up to her stomach and he ran his palms over her belly slowly, up and down. She slumped against the wall, almost going down to him.

What the fuck?

"Draco, what are you doing? You said-"

"Yeah, I said it and frankly I think we need to have a talk, Granger. First, I want to eat you're beautiful

pussy. Then, I'm going to talk and don't you dare say a word."

"Malfoy, I don't want you do that. And, we're in safe mood. You have to listen to me."

"No, I don't. I'm still the man and you're still a woman. Tell me you don't want my tongue on your pussy. Gently. No pain. No punishment. Just licking you from slit to clit, Hermione, filling you with my fingers when you can't take the emptiness anymore. Tell me you don't want that, because this is just me doing you a favor. And I know you need that. You need to feel good once in a while."

She did. She so needed to feel good, but she couldn't blur the lines here. They weren't supposed to be in any kind of relationship. What they had, what they did was purely a business arrangement. The safe word was supposed to be used when it got too heavy, when they needed to talk. It was not so he could make love to her. And she wasn't dumb. She knew what he wanted. He wanted it to just be Hermione and Draco. Not punisher and punishee. He wanted to give her pleasure, form some kind of bond there between them.

"No, Draco. Really. No. Ron-"

"Alright."

And he stood, really quickly. She tried to hide her flinch by lifting a hand and tucking a few curls behind her ear. He smirked down at her. She knew he had seen her. Rolling her eyes, she moved around him so that he could be the one cornered against the wall this time.

"Draco, don't take it personally-"

"How can I not? You just rejected me, Granger, or does your swotty little brain refuse to grasp that fact?"

"I know what I did, Malfoy, but you have to understand that I am in a relationship with Ron."

He snarled, "Shark."

Reached forward and clasped a hand around her neck, not tight enough to choke but enough to keep her attention on him.

"What relationship, Granger? You fuck me, not him! What kind of relationship is that?"

"Lower your voice." she hissed, forgetting that she was within his boundaries.

Draco's upper lip curled and he whirled around until her back slammed against the stone. He gave her neck a squeeze, his silent order for her to stay in place. His hands moved to her shirt and he ripped it open, popping all of the buttons. Hermione grit her teeth, torn between using the word and letting him do what he needed to. She wasn't completely cold-hearted. She felt terrible for rejecting him, but she was just supposed to be with Ron. Her and Malfoys relationship couldn't be personal like that. There could be no emotions. It only involved currency, an exchange from him to her and back again.

She bit back a moan when he banished her bra and closed his mouth over her breast. He was almost gentle, not completely because- come on- he was still Malfoy. But it was different and... gooooood.

"You need to be mine, Granger. I forgive you everything, anything. I need you..."

He stopped talking when he noticed how still she had become. Her eyes were glassy and she was slowly moving shaky hands up to cover her chest. Still crouching, he watched her pull the ends of her shirt together. He sighed, pulled out his wand to fix her shirt. It was too soon, but the words had come out of their own accord. He'd just needed to say them. He had needed her to hear them for a long while.

Hermione wasn't quite sure what her reaction was. She was a little grateful, yeah, but she felt his declaration was a little bit jaded. He only forgave her in light of the desire he felt for her stupid body. He did not forgive her for the resons that mattered. She was sure he hadn't suddenly learned how to cope without both of his parents. Sure he wasn't completely ok with lusting after the person who had killed them.

Oh God, she needed to think, think, think. Think of a way to get away from him right now. She closed her eyes and tried to do that.

"Damn it all to bloody hell, Granger. I- porcupine- I can't do this shit anymore. We need to talk and no more of this bloody nonsense. I'm done with it. Please, just come to me when you're ready. And don't make me wait, I'll come to you and I'm past the point of caring who knows. Alright?... Is that fucking alright, Granger? Damn!"

She nodded, eyes wide as he yelled at her. As soon as she gave that sign he turned and headed down the hall, away from her.
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