Caught

THE MISTAKE

Hermione stopped her doings as she heard an intake of breath. She opened her eyes to find Draco Malfoy staring at her, a very aroused Draco Malfoy at that. She could clearly see he was awfully aroused and he had this sort of pained expression on his face. She thought what it’d be like to rid him of his unconformity. She imagined how he would look like… girls always talked about how good he was in bed, how rough and hard he liked it, and she wanted a taste of that force he possessed. Pushing those thoughts out of her head, a naughty part of herself she never knew existed took over her, and she found herself extracting her fingers from herself and slowly licking them clean, never breaking eye contact with him.


“Excuse me?” she said, sitting up against the pillows, a smile tugging at her lips as he swallowed visibly.

He noticed her smile. –Two can play a game- he thought. “ I was just saying,” he answered, walking slowly up to her, “that you look like you need some help.”

“I’m fine, thank you,” she said, her reserved-self taking control back. He was very close to her bed. Too close.

“I mean, it wouldn’t hurt just to try” he said as he pulled his sweater over his head and started undoing his tie. –Just tease her- he thought. –Make her beg and walk out.-

“No really, I’m fine, thank you” she answered nervously. This was getting out of hand… though it wouldn’t hurt to see his chest… and stuff. Yep. She’d take a look, that’s all.

“Come on Granger, you know you want it” he said smugly as he undid his shirt buttons very slowly, one by one and then let the shirt fall to the floor. Then he went for the pants.

-Well, it’s not like I want it- she thought, not quite convincing herself, as she watched him let his pants fall in a pool around his ankles. When did he take off his shoes and socks?!

Draco stepped out of his pants. –Hmm… maybe, some contact wouldn’t hurt- he thought as he moved to the bed, -just push her over the edge- he decided as his boxers joined his pants in the floor.

Hermione panicked at the sight of his.. thing. “Umm, see here, it’s just I… I mean.. I’ve…” she began as Draco climbed slowly into her bed. She crawled back until her head hit the headboard and he used his hands to part her thighs and kneeled in the open space.

“You really surprise me Granger,” he said as he lowered himself, “you’re a naughty girl”

Her eyes widened in alarm and her brain screamed for him to stop “Wait! Malfoy! I mean… you shouldn’t.. I don’t.. I haven’t..” but her remarks were cut short as Draco thrust hard against her. So hard she had to brace herself against the headboard to keep her head from banging, so hard he practically felt no restraint as he broke her barrier. But not hard enough to not notice the tears in her eyes, or the small whimper of pain, or the clinging hands on his back that told him he’d just done a horrible thing.


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here it is…


Hene hne hung to Draco for dear life. The sharp pain consumed her senses and she tried to focus in something else. Draco must have noticed her unconformity because he didn’t move. She found that if she concentrated hard enough, which was getting easier now the pain was subsiding; she could actually feel him throbbing in her. They locked eyes for a moment, his were filled with something that looked strangely like regret and understanding as he pulled out suddenly, eliciting a gasp of pain from her again. He kneeled back quickly and looked down at her. Somehow it hadn’t felt at all the way he hoped I would, he’d broken her and hurt her and he hadn’t liked it that much. And now… now he was horny, naked and horny on the bed of a former virgNakeNaked at that too.

He looked at her uncomfortably. “Err.. sorry, I didn’t know” he muttered.

She gave him a crooked smile through her small grimace. “It’s ok, you couldn’t have known.. I guess” she said.

The truth was that now the pain was gone mostly she could think straight again. Draco Malfoy had just taken her virginity and was a.. non-git about it! Come to think about it, he had felt sort of nice, aside from the pain of course. The scared look in his face made her want to kiss it off him. Wait, where did that come from? Gods, Merlin knows he kneeling in between her thighs was turning her on.

“What?” he practically yelled, surprised. He hadn’t imagined that at all, he expected to be hexed, slapped, punched, hit, and yelled at, something! Maybe even some certain part of his masculine anatomy he was very fond of, being removed.

Hermione smiled inwardly at his flabbergasted expression, and reached over to touch his cheek slightly. “I said it’s ok” she repeated slowly, as if talking to a child.

Something took control over him and he shivered at her touch. His crotch swelled disturbingly as images of her cupping his lower cheek, cupping him, just touching him flashed into his mind. The he started reckoning, he HAD taken her virginity, she deserved the whole pack didn’t she? She deserved to come with a guy buried inside her, and he would help her. And him. His crotch area was in pain. And when she’s gass nas name, moan it scream it, because he’s make her scream… Oh dammit he shouldn’t, he couldn’t, it wasn’t right, but then again neither was de-flowering her. It just felt right at the moment, he wanted it, he wanted her. Merlin…

He closed his eyes to keep her from catching the look on his face, but he silently knew it was too late; she after all incredibly smart, though he hated to admit it.

“It wasn’t right, I hurt you” he managed to croak out and opening his eyes he saw something flash in hers.

“So make it better” she said, and he stopped thinking.