Mudblood Fever and Lingerie | By : Tnteacups Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 36612 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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Bruises and Guilt
Hermione hurried to the Prefect’s bathroom, locking the door behind her in the blissfully empty room. She sank to the ground next to the giant tub, and turned on her favorite faucet, shaking uncontrollably as the bath filled. She pulled off her robes, and stood in front of the mirror, looking at her naked body. The sweat had dried on her way up the stairs, but she noticed the hickies and bite marks along her shoulder and collar. It had really happened. She hadn’t looked at him as she’d left, not wanting to see his usual smirk, or hear some mean mudblood comment. It had been the best sex she could imagine, and she hadn’t wanted to spoil it by hexing Malfoy.
She slid into the tub, turning off the water before it got too high. She didn’t trust her muscles entirely just yet, and wasn’t keen on drowning. She waded through the water, letting it soak her hair, and calm her muscles. Her privates were a bit sore, and remembering the begging made her pride sting. Other than that, Malfoy had been… great. Better than she’d thought possible. He really did outshoot Ron by miles, doing things the redhead had never even contemplated. She hadn’t expected him to last quite so long, and the clock ticking away on the wall told her they’d been in the closet over an hour. Curfew was close, and as she dried off, she knew she’d be running back to the Gryffindor common room. She let the towel soak up the water from her mass of hair, while she pulled her clothes on. She shoved her knickers in her pocket, unwilling to put the soiled garment back on.
She hurried to her common room, and straight into her dormitory, avoiding the possible questions, or conversations. She was still too dazed to talk to her friends. She needed time to process what had happened.
She’d shagged Malfoy. That first thought made her giggle uncomfortably as she changed in her empty dormitory, putting her bed clothes on, and donning a fresh pair of panties.
He was good. The second thought made her blush, and flop onto her bed, closing her eyes tightly, and trying to remember everything he’d done. She felt almost sorry for Ron, remembering how he’d fumbled, gone too fast, and seemed to have no concept of the female orgasm. For everything wrong with Malfoy, he was actually a thoughtful sexual partner. She squealed into her pillow, muffling the sound as she realized she had no idea how many times he’d made her cum.
She couldn’t tell anyone. The third thought sobered her a bit, making her realize that everything she’d discovered, she would be keeping to herself. Even Ginny would likely gag if she told her friend about her tryst with the pugnacious Slytherin. No one else would know he’d kissed her, touched her, or complimented her. He’d acted as though she were just another girl, for once giving no thought to her parentage. He’d seemed like just another perverted teenager, unconcerned with petty things. It had been a glimpse into a Malfoy she could almost respect.
Draco lay on his bed, his mind spinning, but one thing solid, and firm in the center.
“A mudblood…” He felt disgusted with himself, especially after finding a letter from his parents once he got back to his dormitory. He couldn't read their words with her taint still on him. It felt like a betrayal, some sort of lie. Even after he had washed and read their letter, he couldn’t formulate a reply. Anything he wrote felt like lies, every thought was guilt.
“Of all the girls to be that good, it HAD to be her.” He rolled over, burying his face in his pillow, and letting out a long groan.
“Something wrong, Draco?” It was Goyle, just come out of the lavatory from his own bath.
“No.” He replied, flopping to his back, and staring at the canopy of his bed. “If she’d been terrible, I could just forget it, and move on.” He closed his eyes, remembering her face as he initially slid in. Pleasure, and frustration, all at once. Enjoyment, but not enough. He wondered if now, she felt satisfied. She’d left suddenly, saying nothing to him as he dressed. She hadn’t even looked at him. He felt a pang of regret, for having such great sex, only for it to end so coldly, and abruptly. What could he expect though? It’d been a one-off thing, and she’d probably felt there was no need to speak to him after she got what she wanted.
Part of him wanted it to happen again. Another part was horrified it had happened at all. He could never tell anyone what he’d done. It was his little secret. His and Granger’s. He would try to pretend it never happened. As his roommates shuffled in, getting ready for bed, he fell easily asleep, promising himself he’d satisfy himself with only Purebloods and half-bloods from here on.
A/N: So... for the synapsis, if no one's noticed yet, the second part is comprised of chapter titles...
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