Carnal Afflictions

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And then out of nowhere came the ever present arrogant words of one, Draco Malfoy. “Yes, Granger, do tell, what was that all about?”



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The silence was deafening and the tension between the Golden Trio and their sworn arch nemesis was suffocating. It was like someone had set off the atomic bomb and was then waiting for the inevitable combustion of radioactivity.



The rest of the hall had fallen silent upon the arrival of Draco Malfoy, and it seemed like everyone had held his or her breaths, all listening intently for Hermione Granger’s predictably timid answer.



But of course, the bomb, in the form of her two best friends, explodes far before she could get a word in edgewise:



“What the matter ferret? Don’t you have anymore friends to bribe into hanging out with you today?”



“You look like shit, Malfoy. Death Eater training got too hard this weekend?”



“Sod off, Potter. I wasn’t speaking to you, and unless you changed your name to Granger sometime this weekend, you really shouldn’t always shove your nose in things where it doesn’t belong.”



Throughout the entire interaction, Malfoy kept his steady glare directed at the Head Girl. His dark blue-gray eyes narrowed as his lips curled into the familiar snarl that usually graced his features. There was so much fury behind his otherwise clam exterior that it took everything he had not to be start shaking and tossing hexes at the girl before him. Who the fuck does she think she is?



Draco Malfoy woke up forty minutes ago with a raging hard-on and an utterly abandoned Heads dorm. He needed a good shag to take off he steam of his incredibly vivid dream, and yet, she. Wasn’t. There.



So again, who the fuck did she think she was? No one leaves Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy is the one who gets to kick the whore out of his bed.



And to top it off, he walks into the Great Hall, intending to find her and drag her into a closet for a quickie, when he spots his best mate, Blaise Zabini, making a move on his girl. And the bitch wasn’t even protesting.



His eyes glinted as he imagined all the horribly sexual things he’d do to her once they were alone while his scowl deepened as his anger rose even further.



“Though it was none of your business, Malfoy, that was an arrangement for a date between Zabini and myself. Have you never been offered one?” She sipped her tea nonchalantly as she answered with a light and almost breathless voice; a voice that she had use numerous times the night before; a voice that when heard, sent a hard throb straight to his groin as he was forced to remember all the delicious things they had done.



“You really are a whore aren’t you?” His aristocratic accusation penetrated the tension in the Great Hall and sent nearly everyone into whispered frenzies.



“Fuck off, Malfoy! Don’t you dare speak to Hermione like that!” Boldly and rashly, Ron pulled out his wand and thrust the sharp pointy end towards Malfoy while his face expressed the utmost desire to hex him into the next century.



“Shut the fuck up you bastard. Mione isn’t like that. Now just turn around and walk away before we both hex that sorry, sodding, smirk right off your face.” Spoken through clenched teeth, the Boy Who Lived whipped out his wand and glared at Malfoy with the same disgust and hatred as the one being thrown to Hermione herself. “Besides, anyone would be better than you, ferret.”



“Hmph. That’s not what she said – “ Her spat out but unfortunately and confusingly, no more words came – even as he continued to shout at the top of his lungs.



“What the…”



“Who!?”



Confusion swarmed the Great Hall as everyone noticed Malfoy’s lips moving as if he were speaking; still, nothing came out.



“I’ll be in the library.” And with that, Hermione cheerfully skipped off, out of the confusion and Malfoy’s impending declaration, to her sanctuary.



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She was among the isles in the restricted section. It was quieter and it gave her more freedom to do her work. Her fingers combed through her hair as her facial features contorted in worry. Her warm honey brown eyes stared at the books before her and yet nothing remotely jumped out at her.



Wish a sigh, she closed her eyes and rested her forehead against a bookcase. Her shoulders dropped as she sucked in a deep breath, trying everything she could to calm down.



Unfortunately, fate had other plans.



A moment later, a pair of pale white arms snaked around her torso. One hand ended up squeezing her breast while the other grabbed roughly onto the opposing hip, jerking her back against him as he heatedly ground his aching erection against her ass cheeks.



The bottom of her skirt was jerked upwards, exposing her creamy bottom and her lacey black panties to the rough assault of his covered groin. He groaned as he pressed his dick against her flesh all the while still squeezing and fisting her breast.



Her eyes snapped shut while she let out an almost inaudible moan as she hurriedly pushed back against him. One of her hands snuck back to roughly grab his ass, effectively pulling him tighter against her, while the other moved to join his hand in its assault of her breast. With her hand over his, she squeezed even tighter, both rejoiced in the rough handling and yet, both wanted much much more.



He kissed her exposed next while the hand that was on her hip moved to dive under her panties. The roughly callused pads of his fingers rubbed against her aching clit causing her to moan and spasm against him. A second later, he thrust two of his fingers home, while mimicking the action he would perform if not for the material in his way.



“You like that Granger? That was a right bloody show you put on in front of your friends. Though I must admit, a wandless silencio was a great touch. Nearly everyone forgot what we were even discussing.”



With every word he murmured into her ear, he thrust his hips against her bottom even harder, causing her to quickly reach out and steady herself against the bookshelf with her palms. She looked down towards his thrusting fingers and groaned from the sight: though everything was almost covered up by the material of her skirt and panties, she could still see his fingers pumping in and out of her cunt, each time it came out, it was more and more slick from her juices.



Her walls clenched around him as she panted from his assaults. Scowling behind her, Draco’s eyes darkened as he roughly pushed her against the bookshelf, positioning her body in a way that would gain him easy access to quick relief.



Pushing her panties aside, he dropped his trousers and roughly thrust up into her. She moaned as she spread her legs apart while bending forward to allow him easier access. Her hands clenched as she grabbed onto anything she could reach, just to keep herself from collapsing under the force of his thrusts.



His hand shot to her clit and roughly stoked her while the other tore her blouse apart. Buttons flew everywhere while Malfoy twisted and pulled at her nipples underneath her bra.



“And what the fuck were you doing with Blaise? You two all but fucked each other in front of those goons you call friends.”



As per Malfoy way, each heated word he uttered was punctuated with a rough thrust causing her to cry out in sweet, sweet bliss.



“Like I said, Malfoy. That…was none…ugh. Of your business. Ahh!”



Sweat dripped down his face as he scowled against her. The strength of his thrust doubled as he sought his much needed release. Finally, with a growl and a harsh bite against her neck, Malfoy shot his load into the head girl, effectively causing her to scream his name and clench around his dick as she blacked out from over exertion.



Breathing returning to normal, Draco possessively held the head girl in his arms. His face was pressed against the side of her neck as he inhaled her scent. Squeezing her one last time, Draco removed himself from her body and deposited her on the floor against the bookshelf while whispering a few promising words. “The fuck it wasn’t; you’re mine Granger and I don’t share.”





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