Twisted Lust
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
26
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31,139
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158
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dinner
"Hermione get up, I have to ask you something” Draco hissed.
She pretended to be deeply asleep, but the smile unraveling on her face gave her away.
“Hermione, please, get up” he whispered again, leaning over to her ear.
She turned and reached up in a surprise assault on his mouth, kissing him on the lips, those kisses she gave which left you breathless.
He savored it for a moment, before pushing away.
“Good morning” she whispered, blinking in the darkness
“Except this isn’t really morning now is it? Late night entertainment again? My my Draco, we are getting demanding” she laughed. A light, sleepy laugh.
“I have to ask you something.”
“About what I told you last night?”
“Yea... the servant guy, the one who you think you killed. Did you say he had-”
“Red hair? Yeah I did.”
“Hermione, you don’t think, I mean, you haven’t though that maybe its-”
“Ron? Yeah I did think about it.”
“Then why do you let him touch you, why don’t you do something about it” Draco asked, getting a little agitated at her blasé attitude.
“Look Draco. Calm down. It won’t serve any purpose, I have no proof. Seems like a pretty shallow excuse of accusing someone”
“But you’re lying, I can see it in your eyes. I’ve noticed how every time he touches you, you tense up, you barely hang around them anymore. You think that these are just ideas in your head, but clearly, they mean something, your body reacts it, even if your mind doesn’t!”
“Stop Draco, just stop. Stop trying to psychoanalyze everything.”
“So stop hiding the truth”
She was angry, she tried to push him off her, but he was too heavy for her. And deep down inside, she knew he was right.
After a few more futile attempts at taking him off her arm, she gave up and slumped back down into the pillows, a scowl on her face.
He noticed, bending over and kissing her.
Well, it’s hard to stay mad at someone who kisses like Draco.
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The damn Weasel had his arms around her, Draco was watching them. She’d gone to greet Potter and Weasel outside, down by the gates. And even though she didn’t know, Draco had been following her at a distance. Call it paranoid, call it overprotective, but Draco wasn’t going to rest until he found that damn servant and had his remaining body parts six feet under. She was laughing at something Potter said, oh how he loved to watch her laugh. She was laughing, until Weasel touched her again, her body stiffened. It wouldn’t have been noticeable to anyone else, but Draco could see it, after all, when you sleep with someone, when you love someone, you start to notice these things.
Potter whispered something in her ear again, and she hugged him, hugged him like a brother. Draco was surprised, he thought he would have to bash Potter’s teeth if Hermione touched him, but he didn’t even react. Potter was just a friend, just a brother to Hermione, he would never be Draco. Draco smiled, thinking how Potter would react if he knew about Hermione’s little night trysts. No, he would never know, that would destroy Hermione, eventually destroying Draco himself. He wouldn’t admit, he probably didn’t even notice it, but deep down inside Draco was obsessed with Hermione Granger.
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“Oh come on Hermione, just one dinner, like old times, I never see you anymore”
“I don’t Ron, I’m just so busy with Head duties and N.E.W.T s, with everything”
“Don’t be stiff Hermione, come on, just one night, we’re best friends remember?” he pleaded with her, he hadn’t seen her in ages.
“Just dinner?” Hermione said with a short smile.
“Yeah, JUST dinner”
“Oh all right, I’ll go. But don’t keep me long”
“That’s my girl. Tomorrow. Meet me at the Shrieking Shack. I’ll have a whole confection of desserts set up for you. We can catch up… without being disturbed” Ron said with a Cheshire smile, turning and leaving.
“Yea” she called out after him.
Just how much could she let him catch up on.
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“HERMIONE NO. DON’T GO!”
“Come on Draco, it’s just dinner. No big deal”
“But Hermione, No. just no, I won’t let you go”
“What are you going to control me too?” she bit back.
Those words stung him deeply, he raised his head in defeat, the angry scowl replaced by a sad look.
“Look Draco, I won’t do anything stupid. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be alright”
“I know Hermione, it’s just, look I’m worried. I can’t help but be worried. I don‘t want you to go, I don’t want to lose you.”
“I don’t want to lose me either” she said with a laugh, quieting as she got a look on Draco’s face.
“Listen. It’s dinner. He’s probably not the one, and I’ll be fine. It’s just dinner. I don’t want to lose you either. And I’ll do anything. Anything so that I can come back and crawl into bed with you at night and try to get you to sleep with me, even though you’re to much of a gentleman.” she said smiling, leaning over and giving him a quick peck.
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Hermione happily swung her arm as she walked down to the Great Hall for dinner, her mind a million miles away.
She heard someone walking quickly behind her
“Oh come now, I just saw you two minutes ago, can’t you wa-”
Her arm was grabbed roughly, too rough, too familiar.
She spun around, face to face with
“Ron? What are you doing?”
“Hey, umm sorry about the arm, I was just afraid you wouldn’t turn around. So listen, you’re certain you can make tomorrow?” he asked, his eyes boring into hers.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m sure. I’ll be there, 9pm right?”
“yeah 9pm, don’t be late” he added menacingly, before letting go of her arm.
“Come on, I’ll walk you to the Great Hall. You can tell me all about your lovely test preparations.” he said with a laugh.
She laughed back, although it was forced to some extent.
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The next day Hermione woke up early to have her work done before going out to meet Ron. Draco came in, peering over her head at her work, noticing her slightly swollen lips. They’d just left the shower.
“Work? On a Sunday?”
“Yes Draco. And you should start to if you want to get that potions paper done” she muttered, whisking him off with her hand.
He stared at her glumly
“I’ll be back before dinner, so I can walk you there.”
“Oh Draco, you’re insufferable” she said with a smile.
8pm.
“You sure you want to do this?”
“Draco. If you ask me that one more time, I may have to kill you! I’M FINE. I’M SURE. I’M OK!”
They were walking down the front doors, walking to the edge of the grounds, they wouldn’t get in trouble if they were caught, after all, they were heads, they had privileges to go anywhere.
“So..”
“I know you want to ask it, just ask it”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes. Now goodnight, make sure you’re awake for when I crawl back into bed”
She turned to leave, freezing the whomping willow, after all, it was the quickest way.
“Hermione.”
“Yeah”
“I love you”
“I know, you always do”
She turned and disappeared, he hoped not for long.
Draco decided to take a long walk around the grounds, even though it was dark and cold. He could care less, he just needed to keep his mind away for as long as possible.
After about two hours, he turned back.
As Draco walked towards his head rooms he heard a shout from behind
“Draco, Draco hold up”
He turned. Surprise, surprise, it was Potter.
“How, How are you?”
“This isn’t a friendly call Potter, just cough it up, what do you want”
“Listen, I know Hermione listens to you, I know you guys are friends.”
“How insightful of you Potter”
“Ok, just, well Hermione she isn’t that open to us anymore, me and Ron, and I get kind of worried for her, like if something bad happened to her when we were away, I wouldn’t know what to do with myself, she’s my family, I love her. So I was just wondering if you would, you know, keep an eye on her? Protect her, make sure she stays safe.”
Draco’s hard, icy frontier chilled a little, he looked Potter in the eye.
“ok”
“Yeah, and don’t try anything funny on her Draco. I know how much of a playboy you are”
Draco started laughing, to himself of course, but laughing. Potter was so clueless.
“Oh I won’t, but I can’t say I’ll resist her advances.”
“Hermione isn’t like that Draco, she’s not into those kind of things.” Harry said bemused,
Thinking for a moment.
“Actually I don’t really know what she’s like anymore, she seems so different.”
“yeah yeah.” Draco said, nodding his head, this conversation was getting old fast.
He pretended to listen.
“….yeah and she has all these new things. And did you know she has a tattoo? It’s like a sun or something on her hip.”
Draco nodded, playing the words over in his head, bored.
Wait. Just wait. Did Potter say, No, no.
“What was that Potter? A tattoo?”
“Yeah, a tattoo, I think it’s a tattoo. It’s like a sun or something, I heard it looks pretty choppy.”
“A tattoo? A sun tattoo? Where? Where is it?” Draco asked, starting to shake.
“Oh on her hip or side, somewhere in that area.” Harry said, rambling on.
“Who told you that? WHO TOLD YOU THAT?” Draco screamed
“Calm down, what the, calm down. I was just talking about it with Ron the other day, I don’t know how it got around to the subject but he was saying how….”
Draco didn’t hear anymore, he bolted, he up and left bolted. He had to get to her.
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She pretended to be deeply asleep, but the smile unraveling on her face gave her away.
“Hermione, please, get up” he whispered again, leaning over to her ear.
She turned and reached up in a surprise assault on his mouth, kissing him on the lips, those kisses she gave which left you breathless.
He savored it for a moment, before pushing away.
“Good morning” she whispered, blinking in the darkness
“Except this isn’t really morning now is it? Late night entertainment again? My my Draco, we are getting demanding” she laughed. A light, sleepy laugh.
“I have to ask you something.”
“About what I told you last night?”
“Yea... the servant guy, the one who you think you killed. Did you say he had-”
“Red hair? Yeah I did.”
“Hermione, you don’t think, I mean, you haven’t though that maybe its-”
“Ron? Yeah I did think about it.”
“Then why do you let him touch you, why don’t you do something about it” Draco asked, getting a little agitated at her blasé attitude.
“Look Draco. Calm down. It won’t serve any purpose, I have no proof. Seems like a pretty shallow excuse of accusing someone”
“But you’re lying, I can see it in your eyes. I’ve noticed how every time he touches you, you tense up, you barely hang around them anymore. You think that these are just ideas in your head, but clearly, they mean something, your body reacts it, even if your mind doesn’t!”
“Stop Draco, just stop. Stop trying to psychoanalyze everything.”
“So stop hiding the truth”
She was angry, she tried to push him off her, but he was too heavy for her. And deep down inside, she knew he was right.
After a few more futile attempts at taking him off her arm, she gave up and slumped back down into the pillows, a scowl on her face.
He noticed, bending over and kissing her.
Well, it’s hard to stay mad at someone who kisses like Draco.
___________________________________________________
The damn Weasel had his arms around her, Draco was watching them. She’d gone to greet Potter and Weasel outside, down by the gates. And even though she didn’t know, Draco had been following her at a distance. Call it paranoid, call it overprotective, but Draco wasn’t going to rest until he found that damn servant and had his remaining body parts six feet under. She was laughing at something Potter said, oh how he loved to watch her laugh. She was laughing, until Weasel touched her again, her body stiffened. It wouldn’t have been noticeable to anyone else, but Draco could see it, after all, when you sleep with someone, when you love someone, you start to notice these things.
Potter whispered something in her ear again, and she hugged him, hugged him like a brother. Draco was surprised, he thought he would have to bash Potter’s teeth if Hermione touched him, but he didn’t even react. Potter was just a friend, just a brother to Hermione, he would never be Draco. Draco smiled, thinking how Potter would react if he knew about Hermione’s little night trysts. No, he would never know, that would destroy Hermione, eventually destroying Draco himself. He wouldn’t admit, he probably didn’t even notice it, but deep down inside Draco was obsessed with Hermione Granger.
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“Oh come on Hermione, just one dinner, like old times, I never see you anymore”
“I don’t Ron, I’m just so busy with Head duties and N.E.W.T s, with everything”
“Don’t be stiff Hermione, come on, just one night, we’re best friends remember?” he pleaded with her, he hadn’t seen her in ages.
“Just dinner?” Hermione said with a short smile.
“Yeah, JUST dinner”
“Oh all right, I’ll go. But don’t keep me long”
“That’s my girl. Tomorrow. Meet me at the Shrieking Shack. I’ll have a whole confection of desserts set up for you. We can catch up… without being disturbed” Ron said with a Cheshire smile, turning and leaving.
“Yea” she called out after him.
Just how much could she let him catch up on.
_________________________________
“HERMIONE NO. DON’T GO!”
“Come on Draco, it’s just dinner. No big deal”
“But Hermione, No. just no, I won’t let you go”
“What are you going to control me too?” she bit back.
Those words stung him deeply, he raised his head in defeat, the angry scowl replaced by a sad look.
“Look Draco, I won’t do anything stupid. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be alright”
“I know Hermione, it’s just, look I’m worried. I can’t help but be worried. I don‘t want you to go, I don’t want to lose you.”
“I don’t want to lose me either” she said with a laugh, quieting as she got a look on Draco’s face.
“Listen. It’s dinner. He’s probably not the one, and I’ll be fine. It’s just dinner. I don’t want to lose you either. And I’ll do anything. Anything so that I can come back and crawl into bed with you at night and try to get you to sleep with me, even though you’re to much of a gentleman.” she said smiling, leaning over and giving him a quick peck.
__________________________________________
Hermione happily swung her arm as she walked down to the Great Hall for dinner, her mind a million miles away.
She heard someone walking quickly behind her
“Oh come now, I just saw you two minutes ago, can’t you wa-”
Her arm was grabbed roughly, too rough, too familiar.
She spun around, face to face with
“Ron? What are you doing?”
“Hey, umm sorry about the arm, I was just afraid you wouldn’t turn around. So listen, you’re certain you can make tomorrow?” he asked, his eyes boring into hers.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m sure. I’ll be there, 9pm right?”
“yeah 9pm, don’t be late” he added menacingly, before letting go of her arm.
“Come on, I’ll walk you to the Great Hall. You can tell me all about your lovely test preparations.” he said with a laugh.
She laughed back, although it was forced to some extent.
___________________________________________________________
The next day Hermione woke up early to have her work done before going out to meet Ron. Draco came in, peering over her head at her work, noticing her slightly swollen lips. They’d just left the shower.
“Work? On a Sunday?”
“Yes Draco. And you should start to if you want to get that potions paper done” she muttered, whisking him off with her hand.
He stared at her glumly
“I’ll be back before dinner, so I can walk you there.”
“Oh Draco, you’re insufferable” she said with a smile.
8pm.
“You sure you want to do this?”
“Draco. If you ask me that one more time, I may have to kill you! I’M FINE. I’M SURE. I’M OK!”
They were walking down the front doors, walking to the edge of the grounds, they wouldn’t get in trouble if they were caught, after all, they were heads, they had privileges to go anywhere.
“So..”
“I know you want to ask it, just ask it”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes. Now goodnight, make sure you’re awake for when I crawl back into bed”
She turned to leave, freezing the whomping willow, after all, it was the quickest way.
“Hermione.”
“Yeah”
“I love you”
“I know, you always do”
She turned and disappeared, he hoped not for long.
Draco decided to take a long walk around the grounds, even though it was dark and cold. He could care less, he just needed to keep his mind away for as long as possible.
After about two hours, he turned back.
As Draco walked towards his head rooms he heard a shout from behind
“Draco, Draco hold up”
He turned. Surprise, surprise, it was Potter.
“How, How are you?”
“This isn’t a friendly call Potter, just cough it up, what do you want”
“Listen, I know Hermione listens to you, I know you guys are friends.”
“How insightful of you Potter”
“Ok, just, well Hermione she isn’t that open to us anymore, me and Ron, and I get kind of worried for her, like if something bad happened to her when we were away, I wouldn’t know what to do with myself, she’s my family, I love her. So I was just wondering if you would, you know, keep an eye on her? Protect her, make sure she stays safe.”
Draco’s hard, icy frontier chilled a little, he looked Potter in the eye.
“ok”
“Yeah, and don’t try anything funny on her Draco. I know how much of a playboy you are”
Draco started laughing, to himself of course, but laughing. Potter was so clueless.
“Oh I won’t, but I can’t say I’ll resist her advances.”
“Hermione isn’t like that Draco, she’s not into those kind of things.” Harry said bemused,
Thinking for a moment.
“Actually I don’t really know what she’s like anymore, she seems so different.”
“yeah yeah.” Draco said, nodding his head, this conversation was getting old fast.
He pretended to listen.
“….yeah and she has all these new things. And did you know she has a tattoo? It’s like a sun or something on her hip.”
Draco nodded, playing the words over in his head, bored.
Wait. Just wait. Did Potter say, No, no.
“What was that Potter? A tattoo?”
“Yeah, a tattoo, I think it’s a tattoo. It’s like a sun or something, I heard it looks pretty choppy.”
“A tattoo? A sun tattoo? Where? Where is it?” Draco asked, starting to shake.
“Oh on her hip or side, somewhere in that area.” Harry said, rambling on.
“Who told you that? WHO TOLD YOU THAT?” Draco screamed
“Calm down, what the, calm down. I was just talking about it with Ron the other day, I don’t know how it got around to the subject but he was saying how….”
Draco didn’t hear anymore, he bolted, he up and left bolted. He had to get to her.
____________________________________________________-
terrible aren't i?
well i already know everything in the next chapter
so you won't have to wait long for it
sorry i haven't updated as much
but i've been very busy. and thinking of how i want the
story to develop.
anyways
THANK YOU SOOOOOO MUCh
for your reviews. they inspired me to write the next chapter
and write more and more
your reviews= awesome amazing
review more. write more. tell me what you think.
and i'll give you the gift of the next chapter..
thank you for reading and reviewing
thank you thank you thank you