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The Pairing Hat
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
18,486
Reviews:
108
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter Three
Authors Note: I decided to write Draco as a hot, dominant, pure alpha male in this story. Hope that you are not too disappointed.
I also wanted to thank my betas, Gamma Orionis and dmbutterfly21, for catching some mistakes that I have made. The first and the second chapters have been re-edit as well so if you feel like re-reading, be my guest.
As always leave your comments; they are fueling!
Chapter Three
Draco could not help the frustrated groan that erupted from his throat when he felt a sharp tip of Hermione’s wand press, to the point of pain, against the curve of his Adam’s apple.
"Malfoy," Hermione whispered hoarsely. "If you do not extricate your body from mine, I assure you that you'll find some of its parts..." at this, her eyes traveled down his body and rested on the unmistakable bulge behind his Slytherin robes, "missing."
Taking one-step back and then the second, Draco did as Hermione requested, hands held up in temporary surrender.
Her wand hand did not quiver as Hermione watched him through skeptical eyes. “What in Merlin’s name was that display about?” She did not wait for him to answer, whispering, “Finite Incantatem.”
“What?” Draco began confused before realization donned on him. “You think I am under some spell?”
“What else do you expect me to think?” Hermione replied awkwardly. “You would have never kissed me if someone hadn’t tampered with your brain.”
Taking a deep breath, Draco commanded gruffly, "Put the wand down, Granger." He hated it when she got the better of him; it made him feel out of control. If Draco was anything, he was always in control.
Draco knew that all he had to do to get the upper hand was distract her long enough to get his own wand out of his robes. He knew far darker spells than she could ever fathom. He could easily bind her body and overpower her.
“I think not!” Hermione declared. “Now, where do I sleep?” Her eyes quickly scanned the common room, noting that there were two doors opposite of each other, before returning her gaze to his silver ones.
“In my bed, tied and spread like an eagle, if I had it my way.” Draco could not help but smirk at the fire he saw in her eyes and the tiny blush forming on he cheeks.
Defiantly, Hermione raised her wand another notch, this time aiming between his cold eyes.
“For the time being,” Draco began slowly. “You will be sleeping in that chamber.” He pointed to the room that in behind his left shoulder.
Still holding Draco at the wand point, Hermione carefully circled the Slytherin and then backed away to the said room. Hermione’s gaze lingered on him as she clumsily fumbled with the doorknob. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, Malfoy, but I suggest that you snap out of it.” She sneered at him as she continued. “This behavior is not healthy or acceptable. Just think of what daddy dearest might say when he learns that you have treaded in muddy waters.”
“You are forgetting, Granger, that I am the only heir to the Malfoy fortune and power,” Draco explained coldly. “My parents made sure that I always got what I wanted. My father knows how I feel about you.” Draco avowed. “He will not stand in my way should I decide to keep you.”
“Keep me!?!” Hermione shouted in outrage. “I am not a toy, Malfoy. I do not belong to you.”
“Not yet, anyway.” He mumbled under his breath before instructing her. “Go to bed, Hermione. I will not disturb you tonight.”
“As if you could…”
“I want you to be aware, though.” Draco said matter-of-factly. “I fully intend on carrying out the Pairing Hat’s predictions.” At her shocked gasp, he continued. “That hat must have known my preference…”
“And what might those be?” Hermione demanded.
“Let’s just say that tonight will be the last night I allow you to take control.” Draco’s smirk and the confidence in his eyes were full of promises.
Without another word, Hermione enter and then closed the door to her room, leaving a smiling Draco behind...
A/N: I am not sure whether or not Draco will be an abusive dom or 'obsessive' dom. Any suggestions?
Please review if you like the direction that this is going.
I also wanted to thank my betas, Gamma Orionis and dmbutterfly21, for catching some mistakes that I have made. The first and the second chapters have been re-edit as well so if you feel like re-reading, be my guest.
As always leave your comments; they are fueling!
Chapter Three
Draco could not help the frustrated groan that erupted from his throat when he felt a sharp tip of Hermione’s wand press, to the point of pain, against the curve of his Adam’s apple.
"Malfoy," Hermione whispered hoarsely. "If you do not extricate your body from mine, I assure you that you'll find some of its parts..." at this, her eyes traveled down his body and rested on the unmistakable bulge behind his Slytherin robes, "missing."
Taking one-step back and then the second, Draco did as Hermione requested, hands held up in temporary surrender.
Her wand hand did not quiver as Hermione watched him through skeptical eyes. “What in Merlin’s name was that display about?” She did not wait for him to answer, whispering, “Finite Incantatem.”
“What?” Draco began confused before realization donned on him. “You think I am under some spell?”
“What else do you expect me to think?” Hermione replied awkwardly. “You would have never kissed me if someone hadn’t tampered with your brain.”
Taking a deep breath, Draco commanded gruffly, "Put the wand down, Granger." He hated it when she got the better of him; it made him feel out of control. If Draco was anything, he was always in control.
Draco knew that all he had to do to get the upper hand was distract her long enough to get his own wand out of his robes. He knew far darker spells than she could ever fathom. He could easily bind her body and overpower her.
“I think not!” Hermione declared. “Now, where do I sleep?” Her eyes quickly scanned the common room, noting that there were two doors opposite of each other, before returning her gaze to his silver ones.
“In my bed, tied and spread like an eagle, if I had it my way.” Draco could not help but smirk at the fire he saw in her eyes and the tiny blush forming on he cheeks.
Defiantly, Hermione raised her wand another notch, this time aiming between his cold eyes.
“For the time being,” Draco began slowly. “You will be sleeping in that chamber.” He pointed to the room that in behind his left shoulder.
Still holding Draco at the wand point, Hermione carefully circled the Slytherin and then backed away to the said room. Hermione’s gaze lingered on him as she clumsily fumbled with the doorknob. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, Malfoy, but I suggest that you snap out of it.” She sneered at him as she continued. “This behavior is not healthy or acceptable. Just think of what daddy dearest might say when he learns that you have treaded in muddy waters.”
“You are forgetting, Granger, that I am the only heir to the Malfoy fortune and power,” Draco explained coldly. “My parents made sure that I always got what I wanted. My father knows how I feel about you.” Draco avowed. “He will not stand in my way should I decide to keep you.”
“Keep me!?!” Hermione shouted in outrage. “I am not a toy, Malfoy. I do not belong to you.”
“Not yet, anyway.” He mumbled under his breath before instructing her. “Go to bed, Hermione. I will not disturb you tonight.”
“As if you could…”
“I want you to be aware, though.” Draco said matter-of-factly. “I fully intend on carrying out the Pairing Hat’s predictions.” At her shocked gasp, he continued. “That hat must have known my preference…”
“And what might those be?” Hermione demanded.
“Let’s just say that tonight will be the last night I allow you to take control.” Draco’s smirk and the confidence in his eyes were full of promises.
Without another word, Hermione enter and then closed the door to her room, leaving a smiling Draco behind...
A/N: I am not sure whether or not Draco will be an abusive dom or 'obsessive' dom. Any suggestions?
Please review if you like the direction that this is going.