That Was Weird

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Chapter 3

Dear Diary,

Today was the strangest day yet. I was sitting in Potions class, brewing the potion as instructed. I was working with Ron and suddenly, Malfoy approached. I wasn\'t sure what he wanted but I knew it couldn\'t be sex. We were in front of everyone so I figured I was safe but I was still scared. This was Malfoy and lately, he has been VERY unpredictable. When he reached me, his arm brushed against mine and I felt his hand slip into my pocket, dropping something inside of it. He kept walking, not saying a word.

Once he was gone and I was sure no one was looking, I reached into my pocket. He had left me a note. It said: \'Meet me at the entrance to the Forbidden Forest at ten p.m.\' I slid it back into my pocket before anyone could see it and I finished with my potion.

So now it\'s only nine thirty and I have to make the crucial decision of whether or not to go. I\'m not sure what to do. If I go, it could end up the same way as the last two times. OR maybe I could finally tell him NO and that I never want to sleep with him again. I\'m not sure if I am strong enough for the latter but I have to let him know that I don\'t consent to any of this. Maybe I should go. What do you think?

Should I go? I should? Okay. Then I will. I\'ll write the minute I get back.

Until then,

Hermione

Draco\'s P.O.V.

I slipped Granger a note today. Told her to meet me at the edge of the Forest. It would definitely be an interesting place to fuck. The fear of being attacked by some dangerous creature... vampires, werewolves, spiders, centaurs. That\'d be one interesting fuck.

I loved the way she looked when I was approaching her. I could tell she was slightly afraid that I was going to try to do something right there in front of everyone and I loved that I could do that to her.

I know she\'ll come. Maybe she\'ll come with the intent of ending whatever we have got going but I won\'t let her. I plan on shutting her up with my lips as always. Maybe we\'ll do it against a tree this time, or rolling around in the dirt. You never know.

Anyway, when the clock reached quarter to ten, I stood up and walked the distance to my destination. I was careful not to get caught of course. When I got there, I leaned against a tree and waited.

Dear Diary,

I went. I really did. I don\'t know why but I did. When I got there, he was waiting. I had been about five minutes late. There he was, the moment I got there and he looked ticked. He glared at me as if asking the question with his eyes: Why are you late? But I just ignored it and marched straight up to him, leaving a few feet between us.

I asked him what he wanted and my voice let him know that I didn\'t want to be there.

He clicked his tongue on the roof of his mouth. \"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Granger. I just wanted to see you. Is that so bad?\"

I laughed. He just wanted to see me? Yeah right! \"I\'m not as dumb as you seem to think I am, you dumb prat. What do you really want?\" I was angry.

He moved closer and grabbed me in his arms, flipping me around and pressing me against the tree he had just been leaning on. \"The same thing I wanted yesterday and the same thing I wanted the day before,\" he replied. I hated the way he said it. His voice came from the back of his throat. It was a husky sounding voice that sounded lustful and sexy.

His lips began sucking on my neck, biting and nipping at the soft spots and even though I knew I shouldn\'t, I moaned in response. He knew exactly what to do. I knew he was experienced just by the way a single kiss could make me shake in pleasure.

He tried to kiss my lips but I turned my head, exposing the other side of my neck which he happily accepted. His hands found their way under my robes and to the inside of my shirt. They roamed up and down my flat stomach. I knew I had a nice body, not that I had done much for it. I ate all the time so no one could ever accuse me of anorexia. My breasts were a nice C cup but I usually kept it well hidden under my baggy clothes and overly large robes. I didn\'t like to show off my body. I liked the image of a conservative know-it-all. That wasn\'t what I really was but it didn\'t matter.

So there we were, up against a tree on the edge of the forest and suddenly, he picked up my legs and wrapped them around his waist. I tried to resist but I was slowly giving in. I couldn\'t help it. How could I have denied how much I wanted to feel him inside of me? I needed him.

We walked further into the forest and I rapidly grew aware of the dangers that could descend upon us and the amount of school rules we were breaking but it didn\'t matter. I longed for his touch, for his kiss, for his body. I longed for HIM.

Suddenly, I heard a noise coming from behind us. I detached my lips from his long enough to look up and see a car driving towards us. The odd thing was, there was no one driving it. I then recognized it as the Weasley\'s bewitched flying car that Harry and Ron had crashed in second year. It parked itself right in front of us and Malfoy decided that we should get in. I thought it was odd but we never did have sex in a traditional place so it didn\'t matter much to me.

Once again, he brought me to my peak and I collapsed in his arms. The car was much more comfortable than the library wall and the pavement so I was rather pleased.

But afterwards, I was too tired to move and I guess he was too so we kind of just laid there, unintentionally in each others arms. \"Good Gods, Granger,\" he whispered into my ear.

I told him to get over it. It wasn\'t as if we hadn\'t had sex before but I think he was still in shock. I never thought I was good but the look on his face told me otherwise. I just laughed it off. I never believed the good things people thought or said about me. If I did, I was afraid I\'d get a big head and I never wanted that to happen.

Finally, I rolled over and got him off of me, gathering my clothes and putting them back to rights. I tried not to let him see anything as I was dressing, even though he had already seen all of it. I never liked to show people my body, EVER. So when I was done, I began to crawl out of the car but he stopped me. \"Meet me in the Potions Dungeon tomorrow, same time,\" he said as I popped the door open and got out.

I turned back to face him and said nothing. I just kissed him. Yes, I, Hermione Granger, actually kissed Draco Malfoy without him kissing me first.

Now I know I must have been losing my mind at the time. What else could explain it? I hated him. Why would I kiss him? It made no sense. So I ran back to the castle and sneaked up to the Gryffindor tower unnoticed.

I have no idea what I\'m going to do now, diary. My last plan failed so miserably. Maybe I should write him a letter telling him to stay away. Or maybe I could simply avoid him altogether. Yes, that\'s what I\'ll do. I\'ll avoid him completely.

Perfect. Thanks,

Hermione
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