FOREVER FANTASY

Chapter Fifteen: The Confrontation

Draco came up to their dormitory and proceeded to the pool, where he heard Hermione splashing around in the water. He stepped closer and noticed that she was completely naked under the water. “It’s about time. Are you coming in or what?” She smiled cheekily.

As Draco took his clothes off piece by piece, she grew warm. His body was magnificent. She had wanted to touch him for weeks. He dived in then grabbed her ankles to pull her under, and swam to the surface. She swam up holding onto Draco, her body sliding along the length of him. When her breasts rubbed over his erection, he moaned and reached out for her. She continued up, ready to dunk him when she saw the look in his eyes. They swam to the shallower part of the pool where she spread her hands out holding onto the edge of the pool. He pressed into her and kissed her deeply. Leaving her lips, he then leaned in to nibble on the juncture of her neck and shoulder. She arched her neck back to give him better access and wrapped her legs around his waist, where he slowly began to rub his full erection against her clit, driving them both more hot.

They pulled away. “Maybe we should get out and continue this,” she huskily said.

Draco pulled back and let her go, and followed her to the ladder where she started to climb up. Draco just about fell back in at the sight of her above him. He grabbed her leg as she was about to step out. “Wait, stay right there.”

She had one foot, one step higher, so her legs were spread for his hungry eyes. He climbed up and kissed the inside of her thighs, then dove his tongue onto her. He took long laps with his tongue, to stop at her clit to suck the nub into his mouth, then went on to probe her with his tongue again. He did that repeatedly, swirling his tongue around her clit. She spread her legs wider as he dove in deeper. She was bent right over, her legs quivering as an orgasm waved over her. Draco felt her pulsating walls around his tongue.

He helped her up, where he turned her around to kiss her. He led her to the nautilus machine, where he turned her around, with her back to him. She looked over his shoulder when Draco nudged her legs apart, then ran his fingers along her folds, slowly inserting a finger. He kissed the smooth skin of her back, then muttered a contraceptive spell, before slowly inched his member in to the hilt. He repeated this a few times before Hermione was moving back to quicken his thrusts. He bent down to kiss the middle of her back, while his one hand rubbed her clit, and the other pinched her nipples to hardened points.

At these sensations, Hermione growled deep in her throat and flung her head back, her hair spilling down to the middle of her back.

Draco heard the sounds she was making, then grabbed a handful of hair to tug her head back as he pounded into her. He reached his breaking point, when she reached between her legs to grab his balls. He filled her, while Hermione climaxed soon after. She slowly straightened up and held onto his arm that went around her waist, and leaned her head back on his shoulder as he lightly kissed her shoulder and neck.


About a week later, Hermione found herself walking about, when she came across a crowd in the court yard. She came closer to see Ginny being pushed back and forth between three Slytherin girls. Pansy being the leader of the pack.

“Is there a problem here?” Hermione asked, as she stepped beside Ginny.

“No problem. It’s not your business mudblood,” Pansy nastily said.

“Well, actually it is my business, as she happens to be one of my closest friends,” Hermione replied. She turned her back on Pansy to see if Ginny was okay.

Ginny’s eyes went wide. “Look out!” She cried.

Hermione turned to see Pansy pulling her wand out. With shocking speed, Hermione side kicked her in the stomach, for Pansy to fall back on her ass.

Pansy got up and looked at her wand that she had been holding. It was snapped in two, dangling by a sliver of wood. “You bitch!” She cried out as she lunged at Hermione.

Hermione stepped away, so that Pansy missed her. Unfortunately she backed into Millicent who held her arms behind her back. Pansy came up to her and backhanded her across the face, drawing blood from Hermione’s lip.

Pansy was surprised when Hermione sneered back at her. “You should not have done that,” Hermione said menacingly.

Pansy laughed, then stopped as Hermione’s runner connected to her jaw, as Hermione had kicked up. She was happy to see blood seeping from a cut her shoe had made from the kick. Hermione leaned her head forwards, then snapped it back to connect with Millicent’s nose. She was let go as Millicent drew back, holding her nose and howling in pain. Pansy came after her and punched Hermione in the face. She didn’t feel much pain as the adrenalin was running high through her system. She leaned in and upper cut her elbow to Pansy’s face. While Pansy was down, Hermione grabbed her by the hair and brought up her knee to connect with Pansy’s face.

She felt two sets of hands pulling her back, while she saw Professor Snape hold back Pansy. She looked around to see who was holding her and saw that it was Harry and Ron. She relaxed against their hold and stood up straighter.

Harry looked her in the eye and touched her face gently. “Are you okay? We’ve been trying to pull you away from her after you gave her that upper cut.”

Hermione glared at Pansy still held back from her. “I’m okay. Pansy should just learn to pick on someone her own size for once.

Professor Snape trying to hide the growing admiration he had for Miss Granger growled, “Who started this?”

“Pansy pulled out her wand first, and Hermione was protecting herself. She stopped them from going after me,” Ginny piped up.

“Be that as it may, twenty points will be deducted from each of your houses.” He said. “Now go to the infirmary to have those bruises and cuts taken care of.”

Hermione nodded her head, then in passing Pansy, she heard, “Stay away from him or your dead mudblood.”

Hermione stopped beside Pansy. “Don’t fuck with me, or I’ll give you another black eye to match the other one I just gave you,” she warned as she pushed her out of the way.


Madame Pomfrey took a closer look at them to make sure nothing was broken. Millicent had to stay, for her nose was broken. Pansy and Hermione were told that they would have to heal themselves and deal with the pain so maybe they wouldn’t consider consorting to violence again.


Hermione lay back on the couch back in her common room, listening to some muggle music. She looked up when she felt the couch dip where Draco sat down. He looked down at her and smirked. “I thought I was supposed to be the fighter? I was at the quidditch pitch when one of the first years came over to tell me that you were in a fight with Pansy.” He looked down at her face where once it was smooth and clear, where now there was a gash on her bottom lip and a bruise forming on her cheek. The top of her arms where Millicent held her were also forming purple finger prints. “You look like shit there, ‘Mione. What does the other one look like?”

She laughed, then winced in pain. “Well, Millicent is in the infirmary with a broken nose, and Pansy will think about fucking with me or one of my friends again, I think.”

He bent down to kiss her mouth. “Ouch!!” She cried.

“Sorry, where doesn’t it hurt?” He asked, smiling down at her.

She gave him a crooked smile. “Well it doesn’t hurt here,” she softly said as she pointed to her nose. He kissed her nose. She pointed to her other cheek, then her neck, “Or here, or here,” she added. He leaned down and kissed her other cheek and leaned in to nuzzle her neck. He laid down beside her and hugged her close, making sure she was comfortable. She lay her head on his chest, sighing when she felt the comforting arms wrap around her body. She put her arm around his waist and drifted off to sleep.


They were both surprised to wake up still in the same position as the sun was just coming up. Hermione reluctantly pulled away. “Well, we better get ready for class,” she said as she walked away, “and Draco, that felt really nice.”

Draco silently agreed. It did feel good to wake up with her in his arms.

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(re-edited Nov. 2/05)