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Cruel Intentions	By : rephiamlove Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 6534 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Draco POV
Draco left the tea shop with a skip in his step, inspired with a new sinful plan.
His ideas were rolling around in his head, trying to determine the best angle at which to approach her. His new venture to occupy him for the next unforeseeable future would be to seduce the woman whom he had tormented as a child: Hermione Granger.
Typically, she wasn't not the kind of girl that he would normally go for, but there was just something about her that peaked his curiosity. From the moment he saw her on the train, her unruly hair had him wondering who she was. After he found out that she was a Muggle-born, he knew he could not befriend her, and needed to openly despise her to appease his Slytherin comrades. Granger had always bested him in all of his classes, and that alone made him grow to dislike her, but it also fascinated him.
Her loyalty to her friends lasted the test of time, which added to his intrigue. Draco had spotted her as soon as he had sat down at the tea shop, and for some unknown reason he had decided to get up and speak with her, rather than take his break alone as planned.
He had talked to her numerous times throughout the years at her bookshop, and immensely enjoyed their lively conversations. Intellectual conversations were very far and in between with witches these days, since the women he dated couldn't keep up with him.
Hermione Granger was an attractive witch, she was married and was a Muggleborn, but he wasn't too choosey in that department since the fall of Voldemort - and therefore, the end of blood prejudices - the latter, for which he was extremely grateful.
His father had tried to instil in him that Muggles, and Muggle-borns were all filth, and that they were beneath wizarding society. It was codswallop in Draco's opinion, and after the war, he was finally able to openly accept anything Muggle-related without scorn or ridicule.
He thought back to all the women he had bedded over the years, and quite frankly, was bored of easy shags, and one-night stands. His conquests always gave out, no matter when or where he wanted it.
They were all the same - snobby, Pureblooded, gold-digging whores with perfect bodies. He often enjoyed parading them about in restaurants or Ministry functions, revelling in the jealous and envious stares from other wizards.
After the death of Astoria, being with other women didn't cross his mind
until many years later.
Once out in society again, and therefore on the market, witches everywhere threw themselves at him, and that pleased him. Draco knew he had turned into an arrogant, selfish bastard, and that suited him just fine. Of course, out in the public eye, he was considered a changed man. A once-troubled teenager turned into a good, hard-working, well-established wizard.
In private, he broke the hearts of many women who had aspirations of being the next Mrs. Draco Malfoy. It was common knowledge thanks to gossip columns and anonymous published articles, that his mother was pressuring him to remarry again. It was true that Draco was constantly getting letters from his mother to remarry, but he wasn't quite ready yet.
Draco headed towards the lift to visit his best friend before making an appearance at his office. Not bothering to knock on the door of his friend Blaise Zabini's office, he simply opened the door, went in, slammed it shut, and plopped himself down in the chair in the corner of the large, nicely-furnished office. It had a large wooden desk that was meticulously organized. Zabini had few decorations in his office, making it appear very cold and business-like.
"Oi! Don't you know how to knock Draco?" Blaise yelled.
"Why would I need to? I own the place," Malfoy replied lazily.
"What do you want, Draco? I'm kind of busy at the moment, trying to help run your enterprise, because you're too busy slagging around," Blaise said in mock-anger.
"I just stopped by to tell you who will most likely end up moaning in my bed soon."
"Why in the bloody hell would I care who your latest shag is?"
"Only because she's Hermione Granger." Draco wiggled his eyebrows lasciviously.
"You do know her right?"
Blaise's mouth dropped open in shock. "Are you joking? A girl like Hermione Granger would never go for someone like you - no offense, mate. Plus, isn't she married to the Weasel King?"
"Yes, she's married, but quite frankly, I don't think that's going to matter in the end."
"What are you playing at, Draco? Now you're after married women? I know that rumour has been around for some time now, but we both know that it isn't true. This is low, even for you, mate."
Draco looked at Blaise as solicitously as he could muster, to let him know how serious he was.
"Merlin's bollocks! You aren't kidding, aren't you?"
"I think I'm in need of a challenge Blaise, something new and different, something extraordinary. That, my friend, is where Granger comes in. Besides, I have a legitamate reason. Have you seen her lately? Her hair doesn't look like a bird's nest anymore, and her arse is quite shaggable." Draco smirked at Blaise's astounded expression.
"You are one sick, son-of- a bitch, Draco," Blaise sighed and shook his head with disgust. "You know what? Go ahead, mate. Let me know if and when she touches your twigs and berries, because if anyone can get into Granger's knickers, it's you."
"I know," said Draco smugly. "I'm pretty sure I can pull it off, I'd say, in a little over a month." he stood up to leave. "Well, I've got an office to get to. See you later, Blaise."
Blaise laughed out loud. "Good luck mate. With a girl like Granger, you're going to need it."
Draco thought back on all the little chats he had had with Granger, and on all the rumours that swirled around about her husband's infidelity. Maybe it was presumptuous of him to think that he could pull it off, but he and Granger had a certain magnetism that couldn't be denied.
All he had to do was play his cards right and continue to entice her by visiting her often, and slyly throwing in an 'accidental' touch here and there. Maybe he could compliment her and her work, because women loved that crap. It got them weak in the knees to think a man was interested in anything they said or did.
The art of seduction was just too easy a game to play, especially with a woman who probably hadn't had a good shag in years.
It shouldn't be too hard to make Granger succumb to my charms, Draco thought. After all, not one single woman had ever turned him down in his whole life, and Draco, being the perfectionist he was, planned on keeping that perfect record.

A/N: What did you think? I hope you all enjoyed how I wrote Draco.
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