Deception

Draco was watching her struggle.



 



He did not know why she thought it imperative to travel here.  He could sense that she was worried about something even before she made this foolish choice. 



 



She was…beautiful.  Even when covered in blood.



 



He strectched out a hand, wanting to assist her.  To pull her to him.  To breathe in her scent.



 



He wanted to hurt her.  To hear her cry out in esctasy.  To see her whimper in fear.  It was enough to send him over the edge.



 



Draco could feel himself hardening, and he could not stop himself.  He placed his hand on his cock.  And lightly stroked it through his trousers.



Several minutes past.  It was agony.



 



She was crying.  She was crying like a child.



Serves you right.



 



Carefully, silently, he flew closer.



She was unable to see him.



He brought his mouth close to her, and whispered, ‘Poor Hermione.’



 



Immediately she screamed, spinning and struggling which only made her more stuck.  He pulled back before she could touch him.



 



This, oh yes, this was amusing.



 



He kept changing his position so that his voice seemed to come form a dozen different directions.



‘Look at how pathetic you are.’



‘Useless.’



‘No one cares about you.’



 



‘No!’ She sobbed.



 



He smiled.  She was so weak.  She needed him, couldn’t she see that?



 



‘No one wants you.  Didn’t you let your friends die?’



 



‘I came here to help!’



 



That caught his interest.  Who was she helping?  His eyes narrowed, Was it a guy?



 



‘But you can’t help anyone.  You can’t even help yourself.’



 



She was making some progress through the thick sludge.  She was almost to the shore.  He did not want her to think she was doing the right thing.



 



‘You cannot win.’



 



She was crawling onto the shore now, coughing up blood-water.



 



He wished she could see how much it hurt him to do this, but he needed to.  It was the only way, and he knew she would be grateful later.



 



I love you so much…!



 



Hermione forced herself to stand, before taking off blindly in the dark.  She had her arms stretched out in front of her, but she was confused, crashing into trees, tripping over roots.



 



And then for the grand finale…



 



It began to rain.



Draco couldn't stop himself.



He laughed. 



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