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Chapter 04. Fantasies
Hermione entered her room and
did her best to not slam the door, it had been hard enough to get away from
Harry and Ron, and she still felt like strangling someone. She couldn’t believe
it! How dare she! The stupid, little bitch! Hermione
threw her robe angrily to the floor, then fell onto her bed sighing. What the
hell was she doing? She was being ridiculous! She had no business being
jealous! She was so angry at herself for feeling that way, and being so obvious
about it! What was she expecting anyway? For him to come and acknowledge what
happened? With an apology maybe? That was not going to
happen and she knew it. He’ll continue with his life without given her a second
thought. She should do the same.
After all, what did she care if
the stupid prat wanted to get himself killed? Or if he became a Death Eater for that matter? It was none
of her business! Yeah, sure, must have thought that before going following him
on Halloween.
Now she felt stupid. She
couldn’t repress feeling jealous when she saw him with Parkinson, and at the
same time she had felt oddly aroused. The girl sighed again, well, fighting
against those feelings had done her no good, could at least get something out
of them right?
Hermione replayed the scene in
her mind, deliberately taking Pansy’s place, imagining Draco’s
hand in her hair, pulling her mouth close for a hungry kiss, she licked her
lips as she imagined the sensation, then touched her body the way she imagined
he would, picturing his hand exploring her back and rear while he kissed her,
she unbuttoned her school shirt and loosened her bra, starting to massage her
breasts, still imagining his lips on hers; then she threw her head back, as if
he was kissing her neck, one of her hands grabbed a breast a little forcefully
and she moaned. The gryffindor took two fingers to
her mouth and sucked them, then got hold of one of her nipples with the wet
fingers and pinched and pulled at it, her other hand trailed her stomach to get
into the skirt and panties.
God! She was wet down there.
Hermione pulled her legs wide apart as her fingers moved against her entrance,
massaging and teasing, her other hand being sucked again to take care of the
other nipple, she twisted it experimentally and the pain-pleasure she felt made
her groan, the passage between her legs was more than well lubricated now and
the girl pushed a finger inside, moving and rubbing her clitoris at the same
time, she moaned in pleasure as a second finger was pushed in, and then a
third. Moving her hips back and forth, grabbing and pinching her breast, she
started to thrust her fingers in and out of her rhythmically, going faster
after a while, until she felt the prickle of her orgasm.
“Mmmh! Draco!”
She felt her release and moaned
in half satisfaction.
After a little while, Hermione
felt the need for Malfoy arising again. It wasn’t fair, why did it have to be
him? With the number of well looking boys in the school! Why did she have to be
obsessed with the one that hated her the most? The one she used to hate right
back! She groaned in frustration and got off the bed, it was still early, maybe she could take a quick shower before dinner. It would
be best to forget all about it. She would never have Draco Malfoy, but that was
fine, maybe with time she would be able to forget her little obsession, in the
meantime her fantasies will be enough, she couldn’t have anything more.
His hands roamed along the soft
skin of the body under him, while he kissed his way to a spot behind the ear of
the girl, inhaling her essence, curly locks tickling his nose, he intertwined
the fingers of his left hand in the messy brown hair, while caressing perfect
hard breasts; he heard her moan and his mouth trailed kisses to a nipple and
covered it, trying to make it hard by sucking.
“Ouch! Draco stop!”
Hands grabbed his hair, pulling
his head away from his task; he blinked into the blue eyes of Pansy, her voice
dragging him to the present.
“Don’t do that! You know I don’t
like it!”
Well, what a way of getting
thrown out of a nice fantasy. His hand released the hair, which was blond and
straight instead of the curly brown he had been imagining. He stared into
Parkinson’s eyes and snapped.
“Merlin Pansy! You must be the only girl I know who doesn’t like her breasts being
sucked!” ‘And her pussy too’ he added privately remembering the one time he
had tried to do that with her.
“Don’t compare me to those
commoners you like to bed during school breaks! I have far more class than
them!”
‘So far no one of them has told me that sex is boring’ he thought rather sarcastically
“All right!” he said aloud, not wanting the girl to get into lecture
mode and start berating him about manners in bed. “How do you want it now? Just fast?”
“We have to be at dinner after
all, but don’t thrust too fast, go slow; you know I don’t like it too hard.”
“Mmm...”
Draco still continued wondering
why in hell Pansy looked for him to have sex with. It was painfully obvious
that she didn’t like it the way he did, but she seemed determined to have a
sexual relationship with the boy. Hell! She even had the nerve of being furious
with him every time she discovered that he bedded one of the school girls! She
didn’t have any problems with the boys, but she always got mad over the girls,
anyway she never did anything apart from yelling at him, all his female bed
partners at Hogwarts were non Slytherin, and Pansy just didn’t take the time to
go hunting them, besides, she knew that they were only a one time bedding,
nothing really serious, and always secret. He knew that the girl had the
ingrained conviction that they were going to marry someday, but still, he knew
some families whose marriages were arranged, husband and wife were together
just for convenience, and both parts continued having free sex life with other
partners. Pansy had some strange social beliefs, but the reality was that he
hadn’t put much effort in getting to know her better. Seeing that they won’t
actually end up together, he just didn’t think it necessary.
Anyway, he returned to his task
with her, being with Pansy meant that he would have a fast sex release without
bed play, Parkinson didn’t like teasing, she didn’t like to be participative
either, usually she would lie in bed and let Draco do everything he wanted...
well, not exactly everything, just kissing and couple, nothing more, she was
passive all the time, and if he wouldn’t do anything out of the ‘ordinary’ she
wouldn’t talk at all and he could imagine being with anyone else.
Now it would be hard to detach
his mind like that, she had already talked, but he kissed her once more and
thrust into her, starting slow movements in and out, she moaned and he moved
just a little faster, until he came, he felt her release too, but he knew it
wasn’t a true orgasm, and he doubted Pansy would ever acknowledge it.
She left almost immediately, and
he took his time in the shower, at least there no one was going to interrupt
his fantasies.
Later, Draco entered the Great
Hall with Pansy at his side, he was curious to see the reaction of the slytherins when they saw that both of them were on speaking
terms again, but most importantly, he wanted to see what the Granger girl would
do. His housemates were somewhat surprised at seeing Parkinson again with him,
he could see that every one of them were wondering if she managed to get him to
talk about his mysterious plot. Only Zabini smirked knowingly, he knew the
blond far too well to guess that Draco had distracted the girl with sex. Pansy went to her usual seat and her friends
immediately attacked her with questions. Draco felt somewhat satisfied to see
her blush in shame for not being able to discover his secrets. He sat between Crabbe and Goyle as always, and looked more intently at the
Gryffindor table.
Hermione Granger had gone pale
when they entered the Great Hall, and now was pointedly not looking at Slytherin’s table at all, from time to time however, she
would move almost imperceptibly and risked a glance in Draco’s
direction, but nothing more.
Malfoy was truly enjoying
himself now. It seemed that the female of the golden trio felt a certain degree
of attraction to the enemy. The little guilt that Draco had felt regarding
Halloween night was vanishing into thin air. He now remembered something that
had escaped his mind before: he had had no troubles entering her that night,
she had been wet enough for him to thrust into easily, she only felt pain
because she was a virgin and he had done everything possible to make the act
highly uncomfortable, but still the fact was that she had been wet. Why feel
guilty when by all appearances Granger wouldn’t mind another go?
It mustn’t be normal, that was
for sure, you rarely heard of people enjoying rape, if that was the case he
supposed the girl must have some undefined sex troubles, same as Pansy, but
Granger’s situation was by far more enjoyable, at least the way he saw it. Maybe he was misreading the signs, and it was
all his own sudden interest in the gryffindor girl
which was talking, but there was only one way to know for sure, and he was
definitely going to find out. After all,
life was too short, and for him it was sure to be even shorter, so why not
enjoy it while he can? That was what Potter said wasn’t it?
He displayed a little feral
smile to the girl in one of her glances at him, and was satisfied to see her
blush a deep red and avert her eyes hurriedly, trying her best to ignore him. Yes,
he was definitely going to enter Hermione Granger’s life, for better or for
worse it didn’t matter, it would be a good entertainment until he left this
world, and she’d enjoy it... he’ll make her enjoy it.
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