The Diary Of A Slytherin Prince

Chapter Four:Confusion

Draco awoke to something laying on his chest and he groaned as he realized that he wasn't alone. This was a strange feeling as he wondered what was laying on top of him. He opened his eyes slowly allowing the light of the rising sun that just penetrated the room to focus on what looked like a big brown mess of fluff. He was still half asleep as he took a hand intending to move it when he stopped as his fingertips grazed the mass, it was actually soft to the touch and for a moment he just seemed to be interested in the fine silky but bushy hair.

It's just Granger.. why the fuck is she in bed with me? We didn't do anything if my cock feels like this.. what the hell is she doing here in my bed?

This was Draco's thoughts as he didn't remember right away why the woman was in his bed as well as to his frustration,they were both dressed. He groaned as he for a moment tried to relax his cock was straining and stirring and he had an idea. He reached over to his nightstand and found his wand sitting there and he waved it over her a moment and put her into a deep sleep.

He moved her so she was laying on her back, her eyes closed,her lashes a fine nest covering them caressing her cheek as he just for a moment gazed at her. Her innocence shown her slumber as he took a moment to rip off his shirt and pants and was now just clad in his boxers. He noticed what she was wearing,knowing what was full well underneath it. He let his eyes travel over her slowly as he realized she must have fallen asleep in her school robes. The memories flashed of what had happened, of him trying to comfort her, of her screaming and he wondered a moment about the terror she was experiencing.

He knew it wasn't him doing that to her, he again saw the bruises and he unbuttoned the hem of her shirt to get a better look at the scar on her abdomen as it lay across the width of her flat stomach just above her navel and he felt his breath catch as despite the fact it was longer than he imagined,he could just make out where it looked like someone had taken a knife and the cut had been not very deep as he once thought but just enough to make someone bleed.

The jagged edges told him it was a knife and not a cut made by a wand and he knew a muggle had done this to her. He knew it hadn't been willingly.

He felt sick a moment as he ran a finger along the edge and he shook his head. Someone had cut her and he knew even as many things as he imagined torturing her, breaking her in and making her his private pet,yes he was going to keep her he decided this after what they had done earlier on the train, he never thought of cutting her open.

The wound had scarred and was fainted and he wondered what kind of person would cut a little girl as if he was right and he knew a few things about scars, it took years to heal like this. The bruises on her flesh would fade but this.. He wondered why she would keep this scar.. All she needed to do was say a spell and it would disappear forever, why just use a glamor when she could erase the bruises as well?

Was she not a witch, did she not know the spells or was she trying to remember it happening to her? He had no idea but in a sick twisted way it made him want her more. It made him want to take her in that moment as he leaned down and used his tongue now to trace that scar. He stopped himself though as he knew he wanted her to be awake and to know it was him as he took her.

Draco knew he could have her right then and there and she wouldn't have been the wiser,could spread her thighs and fuck her tight little pussy,but he wouldn't. He wasn't a rapist and he wasn't about to use her yet, not like that and not in that way. He would make her beg for him to take her,it would be of her own free will when he did. It would add to her humiliation.As well as his own pleasure.

His body in that moment reminded him sharply of the fact he hadn't had a woman in ages,at least to him it felt like ages as he looked down at his boxers and groaned. He knew he had a high sexual appetite but to get so hard just by looking and barely touching this woman,what was wrong with his cock? Didn't it know this was a Mud-blood soon to be his Mud-blood whore?

Draco almost felt bad for Weasley because he had it in one, Hermione Granger would be a Mud-blood whore,but only Draco's personally as he watched her noticing her breasts falling up and down as she slept. He thought she looked uncomfortable as he sighed and went to get her something else to wear. He went and found her underwear drawer in what he guessed was her trunk as his was clearly resting next to his at the foot of the bed.

He looked through it and found everything was neatly folded just like his, she had even folded her knickers which to him told him she liked organization and tidiness. He actually was pleased of this as he was meticulous about his own things as well. Draco however snorted at her choice of undergarments as they consisted of plain cotton undies and he knew he was going to have to do something about that.

He envisioned her in fine silk,green of course or red when she would be his completely,he would make her wear red not green as it would remind her that a proud Gryffindor that she was, she was his and the red would humiliate her more than be a gift to her. He found what he thought was a modest pair of pajamas and almost choked when it had little ferrets on it.

Fucking little bitch! Ferrets of all things? Well let's see how you will feel and act when your calling me master and being punished for owning ferret pajamas!

He gathered his emotions trying for the moment to reign them in knowing getting mad now wouldn't help his ultimate goal as he relaxed and he flicked his wand to dress her. She lay in those awful pajamas and yet it still didn't make him less hard in fact it made him harder somehow. He had glimpsed her naked body but he didn't take the delight in looking at her as a man would a woman, no he would do that later on when she was awake and willing. She would feel his heated gaze and know he looked his fill.

He groaned as he knew he needed to go back to sleep and he shook his head as he knew he wouldn't be getting much sleep if she was laying on top of him like she had been. He sighed and looked at the bed. Had it always been that big? He remembered it differently but then he really hadn't spent the time to look around as he had been too busy trying to soothe her and pretending to be the completely perfect boyfriend girls wanted.

They ate that shit up,a guy being caring and all romantic.

He decided he needed to take a cold shower as cold as possible it seemed as he resigned himself to shooting his load against the shower tiles yet again, as he made to go to the bathroom,he heard her moan something and stopped as he looked back at her. She was asleep but she was whimpering and he came back over and she whimpered out.

“Please Daddy don't.. I'll be a good girl I promise!”

Draco's heart stopped as he looked at her a moment confusion marred is brow as he sat back down on the bed and wondered what she could be dreaming about. Her face twisted into a look of disgust as she seemed to be struggling.

“Please let me alone, please don't.. Daddy don't! Daddy it hurts,don't!!”

She then surprised him by waking up. Hermione's eyes scanned the darkness before she caught sight of Draco sitting there looking at her. She began to sob and Draco pulled her into his arms, he just held her as her body was wracked with shutters of pain. She didn't dare look up at Draco as she clung to him. She looked down at her clothes and then despite her shame,she looked up at him slowly as she moved away from him.

“It's just a dream, a bad one I'm going to take a shower Draco..”

Hermione told him as she went to her trunk and gathered some clothes and her wand and a box that Draco had noticed from her trunk before but hadn't opened.

She walked out of the room and into the bathroom and turned on the shower as hot as she could make it. She removed her clothes and stood a moment in the hot spray of the water. She let the feeling of the waters hot sting hit her as she stood there.

Hermione shook her head as she looked at the wall in front of her and her mind reeled with thoughts.

You didn't go to sleep dressed like this, why are you even in bed with Draco! You dirty little slut! Look at him, he sees it and knows it,why would he touch you unless he wanted to fuck you, like Daddy fucked you? Your a dirty Mud-blood whore! A Freak!

Hermione silently cried as she let her head moved down her chin touching her throat as she for a moment just stood there silent tears coursing down her face. Her shame filled her as she tried to calm herself, tears wouldn't make things better. She closed her eyes and dealt with the pain as best as she could she always did, her tears mixed with the water as it coursed down her face and hair now.

She began to scrub her body hard and she kept seeing in her minds eye the blood as she looked at her abdomen and she scrubbed harder leaving bruises on her skin, the older ones had faded but still were quite viable and each time she pressed one she remembered. She remembered the hands on her as she was held down, as she was violated over and over, as she traveled the bruises and the pain still there made her remember she still could feel. She pressed the bruises making new ones in their wake.

Draco had watched her get up and leave and then heard the shower cut on. He wondered what was wrong with her. He wondered if she was insane even as the way she clung to him in comfort then seemed to realize she was being held and what exactly,pushed him away? He just stood there now a moment not sure what to do.

He knew for certain something was not right with her, why would she cry like that and .. Something was really wrong with the way she was telling her Daddy to stop hurting her. Her voice to him as she had whimpered in her sleep haunted him,as it had come out like a small child's voice. He wondered about that. He then was surprised to hear a weird buzzing sound and looked around trying to find the source of the sound. He realized it was coming from the bathroom and he approached the door carefully a moment.

Hermione had opened the box and she looked at the long crude vibrator a moment and she closed her eyes. She knew that only one thing made her stop feeling like she was, only one thing ever made the pain go away and as much as it shamed her, she knew that as sick as what she knew what she felt she was about to do,it was necessary.

She spread her thighs as she placed the tip of the vibrator against her clitoris,she turned it on slow at first as she then after a moment shoved it hard inside her and she bit back a curse as she turned the base and it hummed into life, hard and fast vibration shot through her and she cried out as she began to move it in and out of her.

Draco who was by the door heard her scream and he burst open the door. He wasn't prepared for what he saw however as he had no idea what exactly she was doing to herself, ok so he knew she was using a thing between her legs but he had never seen anything like this before.

Hermione was lost in the sensations wracking her body as the pleasure and pain coursed through her. This always made the pain go away for a little bit, the need to feel the pleasure even as fleeting as it was. Her eyes were closed as the image of her foster father began to be replaced with Draco and she moaned in great pleasure instead of feeling the pain this time. She worked it in and out of her and still she didn't feel satisfied. She hadn't heard the door open, she hadn't felt his presence.

Draco stood transfixed as he watched her, watched the way she pleasured her body and he bit his lip as he could feel his already hard cock begin to leak and make him painfully aware of it's need.

He however couldn't take his eyes off of her.

That's so..

Draco licked his lips, he had just witnessed the most erotic thing he had ever seen, watching Granger getting herself off intensified his desire and lust for her but he took a calming breath. The way her face had twisted in pleasure, the look in her eyes.. Damn those eyes of hers they called to him and he felt frozen a moment as he had stared her. She wasn't the innocent book worm but a woman in pleasure, all his thoughts of the woman and ways he could satisfy both of their needs shot through him,replaced in his vision of her was the virginal cold Princess of Gryffindor and replacing it was a very passionately alive woman and he caught his breath as he thought about it.

Draco snapped out of it and he got dressed and made his way to the Slytherin dorms and he saw Pansy was in the common room alone. He smirked as he grabbed her hand and without a single word pulled her into a secret room he knew of.

He pressed her against the wall and ripped off her knickers and thrust himself hard and deep inside her, Pansy cried out as he began to take her roughly and she made not a sound as he used her roughly. She was used to this, Draco coming to her, taking what he wanted and she always wanted it. Always was ready for him.

Draco liked the feeling he got dominating Pansy, he always had as he began to fuck her harder now moving them away from the wall and to a bed that he knew they had used many times together. Pansy was always wanting him and he knew from experience the witch would do whatever he told her to. He smirked as he knew he would obliterate her memory after wards as he would leave her.

He made her roll on top of him and let her do the work. Pansy was a whore, he knew this and he knew that she was like him and it meant nothing but a fuck, a bit of pleasure now and then, it never occurred to either of them to use protection because Pansy was on the potion as well as he always used the charm contraceptive after their dalliances.

He finished and rolled her off of him as he went to dress, he felt better now. He felt less pain for a moment as he knew he should go back to his dorm and as Pansy went to kiss him goodbye, he used his wand to do the contraceptive charm and as he bent his head down to kiss her or make as he was, he oblieviated her memory of their sex session.

He carried her as she was passed out back to the Slytherin Common room and left her to sleep it off on the couch. Draco however felt a bit bad as he made his way back to the Heads Dorm and he went to make some tea. He was finished making it and bringing it upstairs when Hermione had finished with her shower and was dressed in a towel as he entered.

He set down the tea tray and asked her.

“So you okay? Have some tea luv,you take it with sugar no cream right?”

He asked her this as she blushed a moment at her attire and nodded as she noticed he had gotten dressed in a t shirt and shorts. She looked at him dressed casually, it was the first time she had ever seen him this relaxed as he poured the tea and they began to drink it.

After a few minutes Hermione felt a bit sleepy and stifled a yawn as Draco went and grabbed her one of his shirts and she blushed as he handed it to her. He turned his back and she unwrapped the towel from her body and put on the shirt. It fell to brush her hips as she accioed a pair of knickers and put those and some shorts on.

Draco turned around as she was attempting to do something to dry her hair. He chuckled then he used his wand and she was astounded when her hair became less frizzy and actually curled. Draco grabbed a brush and began to brush her hair. Hermione couldn't help but let out a moan as he brushed her hair and then he kissed behind her ear a moment. He grinned as his shirt had begun to fall off her left shoulder and he kissed along it to her neck and whispered in her ear.

“Relax I got you,nothing is going to hurt you Hermione”

He just held her in his arms and was surprised when she came to him so easily. He wasn't sure why she trusted him so easily, didn't she know he was Draco Malfoy for fucks sakes?

He groaned as it seemed his little tryst with Pansy just before then hadn't taken away his desire for Hermione, he just bit his lip and tried to relax. Hermione sensed something was wrong when she felt his arousal and looked into his eyes, she blushed slightly as he kissed her and they fell laying on the bed together.

Draco stopped kissing her as she lay beneath him, their bodies joined at their centers and he took a ragged breath as he rolled over and just silently removed his clothing to his boxers and he turned back to see the surprise look on her face as he just kissed her forehead and gathered her in his arms and asked her.

“Just rest okay,we'll talk about you know later. Right now I.. It's too soon and I want you to be ready and..”

He shut up as he kissed her and then turned out the lights and just cuddled her close, placing her head on his chest. Hermione smiled as she lay listening to his heart beat as it was fast but then slowed down. This was what lulled her to sleep as she began to dream about the train and what they had done on it. She smiled as she pressed herself closer to him.

She's broken Draco,she doesn't want this.. You need to be gentle with her, show her how you really feel inside, you know she is vulnerable and..

The voice sounded like his mother as he just for a moment caressed Hermione's face. He bent low and kissed her forehead as he struggled a moment with his emotions. What the hell was happening to him? He wanted her yes, wanted so much to take her, to punish and hurt her, to break her apart but he realized someone had already beaten him to it. Was it Weasley? Was it this Daddy she kept calling out about? He for a moment just tried to reason why he wasn't taking her and the voice of his mother he realized made him see sense.

His mind wondered as he tried to figure out what was wrong with him.

I may hate her but even I wouldn't have done something like this, she confuses me that's not a good thing, do I hate her or, what is this I am feeling for her? Why am I not taking my pleasure in her right now? When did I become such a ponce?