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Tit for Tat	By : PulchritudinousPain Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 17003 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own The Harry Potter series, nor the characters from it. All characters belong to JK Rowling. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 3 Clean Slate

Draco had replayed the memory of Granger stripping for him over and again in his pensieve all week, relishing in watching her from ever angle, becoming more and more entranced with her features, her hesitancy, her god damned chasteness. She didn’t want him and that made him want her more. It also made him want to be cruel to her.
“Granger, I want you,” he called. The contract had connected them magically whenever he used the exact phrase documented for summoning, tallying up the times he used it. When the number reached ten the contract would be fulfilled. Granger knocked on the front door immediately and Malfoy gestured for her to enter. She wore a fitted floral dress with sleeves to her elbows that drew his eye to her slender waist.
“Follow me,” he said, walking purposefully to the second floor. He ushered her inside and closed the door as Hermione took in the room. He sat down on a chair and gestured towards the far wall where a large golden shower head protruded from the wall.
“Your task for today,” he smirked, “Is to bathe, Granger.”
“And you’ll be my audience, I suspect,” she said in a clipped manner.
“Naturally,” he drawled. “Try to disrobe with a bit more enthusiasm this time, Granger. Pretend you like it.”
Her face gave an odd sort of expression, crossed between a forced grin and nausea, and Malfoy rolled his eyes inside their closed lids. Why did she have to taunt him with her cold attitude?
He heard the flump of clothing on the floor and his eyes flew open again. “I wasn’t ready, Granger,” he chided. “I’m going to have to penalise you for that.”
She stood there in her underwear looking horrified as he stood and crossed the room to her. He wasn’t sure what he was planning on doing until he got there, but he pushed her back against the cold black tiles of the wet room with his body. She gasped at the cold, her chest rising to his, as he stood over her. She didn’t look away as he stared into her eyes. She refused to let him intimidate her this time. Her mistake. He flipped her around roughly and tore away her underwear with his hands. She whimpered softly. That was better. Now she understood who had the power.
“Shower,” he ordered, slapping her arse before taking his seat again.
She set the water running, letting it fall over her hand until the water warmed before stepping under it. The bushiness of her hair immediately flattened under the weight of the water and her hair lengthened and slicked down her back.
“Turn for me,” he commanded and watched the water snake down her hair, over her lower back and buttocks and trickle between her legs. He adjusted himself before commanding her to turn around again. “Tilt your head back.” The water ran over her face and down her breasts, arcing off her nipples in streams. “Drink.” Her lips parted, her throat rising as she swallowed. He groaned at the action.
“You’ll find shampoo, conditioner and body wash to your left,” he directed. “Don’t scrimp.”
He watched as she cleaned her hair, her breasts rising and falling as she lifted her hands to her head. His eyes traced the movement of her hands over her chest, her arms, her belly and legs. He tilted his head and sighed as she bent over. The water carved through the lather revealing her flesh a second time. He commited the sight to memory.
She stood under the water for several minutes before asking, “Is it enough?”
He jolted out of his reverie. Accio towel he charmed before flicking the water off with his wand. He wrapped her in the towel modestly. She looked so vulnerable as he cocooned her he almost forgot that he was trying to put her off-balance. He gathered himself enough to complete his original plan.
“That’s better, Granger. The smell of mud is not nearly so repellent on you now. Next time be a dear and make sure to scrub yourself pink, alright? I don’t want my hands getting dirty”
“God her mouth makes a pretty shape when she’s shocked,” he thought. He turned his back on her, calling, “You can see yourself out,” before making his way to his bedroom to convince himself it meant nothing as he replayed his memories again.
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