Shifting the Balance

Chapter 17


~ Wake me ~


Hermione’s head was twirling. His mouth was demanding entrance. When she opened up for him his tongue stroked hers roughly.

But then she pulled her mouth away.

She opened her eyes and looked at Malfoy.

He was breathing hard and his eyes were alight with want.
Her heart skipped a beat.

“I can’t do this.” She breathed.

Malfoy pulled one eyebrow up.

“You can’t just kiss me and expect me to forget that you don’t think very highly of me!

I’m going.”

Hermione quickly left the girls room and sprinted towards the stairs.

Malfoy didn’t follow.

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Hermione was deep in slumber when sounds from below woke her.

She jolted upward at a loud crashing sound.

With a sight Hermione pushed back the covers.
She grabbed her comforter from the chair and tiptoed to her door.

At the beginning of the stairs she halted and listened.

She heard a small girlish giggle that had the hairs on the back of her neck rising.

Slowly she began to descent.

In the dim light she saw Malfoy leaning against the portrait hole.

Beside him was a blonde girl holding him upright.

Hermione’s stomach tightened and she looked the girl up and down.

The girl was short and wore a black dress. If you could call it that. The little piece of fabric just covered most of her privat parts. But that was all.

Hermione leaned against the wall in the middle of the stairs. She was glad for the shadows.

The blonde girl giggled again as Malfoy almost lost his balance and hauled himself up on the girl.

Hermione rolled her eyes.

The girl began to paw Malfoy and Hermione insides turned when she heard Malfoy chuckle like the idiot he was.

The girl pushed him against the wall and started to rub her hands over his chest.

Malfoy looked at the girl and smiled.

Anger began to bubble inside. She couldn’t breathe. Anger was flowing around her like a wet clammy blanket.

She felt like she was slowly suffocating.

Her legs moved forward and out of its own accord her body bolted off the stairs.

In seconds she was face to face with Malfoy. He looked up alarmed.

His eyes flashed for a second.

“Granger.”

“Malfoy! What the hell are you doing?” She hissed.

He had that idiotic grin on his face again. He looked at the girl who had turned her head to Hermione as well. She was glaring.

“Busted” he muttered.

Hermione wanted to slap them both. Instead she scowled.

“Are you trying to wake the gods?”

“Granger, we’re just trying to enjoy ourselves.”

Hermione glared at him.

The girl had the nerve to open her whorish mouth.

“Yes, so do you mind….”

“I swear to god Malfoy. Shut her up or I will!”

Malfoy chuckled.

“I think it’s time for you to leave, love.” He turned his gaze upon the girl in front of him.

“What? But…” The girl was cut off by Malfoy’s hand on her lips.

“We can finish this some other time.” He gave her sly smile.

Hermione had to suppress her urge to pummel him.

“Alright.” The girl was actually sulking!
She flashed Hermione another death glare and then kissed Malfoy on the lips.

Malfoy’s eyes were locked on Grangers.

Hermione looked away pointedly.

Then the girl gave Hermione a once over, flipped her hair and walked out of the common room.


Hermione looked at Malfoy who was still leaning against the wall.

He looked at her and she felt naked.

Quickly Hermione pulled her comforter more tightly around her.
Then Malfoy pushed himself off the wall. He swayed on his feet for a bit.

“You’re drunk!”

Hermione sniffed in distaste.

Malfoy sauntered towards her. Hermione took a step back.

Malfoy chuckled again. Inwardly hermione slapped him for a third time.

He took a step forward. She didn’t back down this time.

“You’ve interrupted what could have been a very pleasurable night.” He drawled.

“I don’t want to hear it!” There was a lot of anger reflected in her words.
But Hermione couldn’t help it.

“Why not, Granger? Don’t want to hear what I was going to do to her?”

Malfoy held her stare and saw angry sparkles erupt in her depths.

“Don’t want to hear me fucking her brains out?” Her face was close.

Her upper lip trembled with uncontrollable emotion.

“Don’t want to hear the things that would make her scream?” He chuckled without amusement.

“Wish it would be you instead of her?”


Hermione pulled back and slapped him hard.

Malfoy closed his eyes for a moment. The sharp pain on his cheek disappeared.

Hermione stared at him as he opened his eyes again. His eyes were blazing with different emotions.
His head was slightly bowed and he glared at her from beneath his blond locks.

He took a step forward. Hermione moved back alarmed.

Hermione saw rage when he came at her. She raised her hand to fight him off.

As her hand came down he grabbed her wrist painfully.

He shook her and backed her up against the opposite wall.

Hermione closed her eyes at what was to come.

Nothing.

Hermione opened her eyes. Malfoy was staring at her. She felt heat rise to her cheeks.

A sudden warm feeling spread in Malfoy’s chest and he turned his head away, afraid she would see his face flush with the sudden warmth and overwhelming emotion.

She flinched when an arm encircled her head while his body pressed closer. A second arm enclosed around her waist, resting on the small of her back.

His face was in the crook of her neck. She felt him breathe on her skin.
She could just make out his scent, the firewhiskey combined with fabric softener and something that was just Malfoy.

Her arms hang loosly besides her body as he embraced her, slowly she lifted them and placed them on his shoulder blades.

He tightened his hold on her.

“You don’t even know what you do to me” his muffled voice reached her ears.

Hermione inhaled deeply, she trembled as she tried to calm the rushing of her blood and her racing heartbeat.

She could feel herself go weak in the knees and knew she was lost.

Closing her eyes and moving her head onto his shoulder, she held onto him tightly.

Malfoy mouth descended onto her neck covering it with openmouthed kisses, making her sigh, his mouth then moved to hers and Hermione opened to him.

Malfoy moved his hands to her face holding her in place, she swayed when his mouth closed around hers and he sucked. Moaning into his mouth at the erotic feeling.

He placed a hand onto her hip and his other hand grazed her breast, her top felt silky and inviting making her tremble even more.

He then brought up his hand to graze her other breast, gently rubbing her untill he felt her nipples go hard. Meanwhile leaving her mouth for the delicate skin of her neck.

He licked at her. Nibbled softly with his teeth.

He could feel his hard member straining against the confines of his slacks, he then bit down on her pulse point making her cry out.

His arousal twitched at the sound of her voice.

Sucking on her neck he moved a hand from her breast slowly down to her pyama bottoms, pulling on her waistband. His hand dissapeared inside, delving inside her panties.

He rubbed her and Hermione threw her head back.

He opened her folds and discovered she was already wet.

“Oh God.”

Malfoy moaned against her neck.

He rubbed her again and was rewarded with a moan, slipping a finger inside her channel, Malfoy pumped his finger in and out. Moving so his aching cock was pressed against her hip, he continued moving within her.

She opened her legs wider and her breathing became heavier.
He turned his head to the side and looked down her body, he could see his hand moving within her pyama bottoms, his other hand pulling at her top from the back making the fabric strain against her breasts. Two hardened peaks appeared.

“Beautifull” he whispered.

His eyes travelled to her face.

Her eyes were closed. Brows knitted. Her mouth was slightly opened.
Small sounds were coming from her sweet lips.

Malfoy moved his finger faster while he kept his eyes on her face watching it tighten in pleasure. Her mouth opened for a loud moan.

Malfoy moved to her ear.

“How can I ever touch anyone else.” His finger moved in and out.

“All I do these days is think about touching you.”

She moaned again.

“Gods, you make me want to cum in my pants when you moan like that.”

Her eyes flew open at his words. She bit her lip to keep from moaning again.
His gaze dropped to her lips. He crashed his mouth over hers again, tasting her.

He moved his head back and looked at her. She stared back.

“I want you.”

He looked hungrily at her. Hermione never felt so aroused.

“Stay with me.”

He pushed her towards his dorm. He took her hand in his and pulled her up the stairs.

Hermione followed him silently.


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AN: Hope you've enjoyed this chapter.
I wrote more and more and more... So much more interesting things will happen in the next chapter.