Conquest

chapter 4

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Additional Note: The end of this chapter is full of sex. If this offends you, you shouldn’t be reading this.

Snape had planned his lesson well- everyone finished right before Christmas Break. On the last day of class, the students tested their potions. The results were less than perfect. Some of the students broke out into hives or boils, others grew thick fur all over their bodies. Harry had light polka dots all over his arms and all of Ron’s hair fell out. After about half the class went to the hospital wing, Snape started to work his way around the room to grade the rest. Everything was fine until he got to Draco and Hermione’s station.

Hermione was humming to herself and playing with her quill. Draco, who had only pretended to drink the potion, watched her and smiled. Snape looked at his notes with a frown.

“Malfoy, I had expected better from you, even if you were partners with her,” he jerked his head at the whistling Hermione. “These are not the expected results. You were given a recipe for a nail growth potion. By this time you both should have had near claws.”

“Professor, I should have brought this to your attention sooner. I switched the potion to a relaxing potion,” he whispered back.

“Oh really… Well, it is obviously well done, even though these aren’t the instructions I gave you. You apparently have your own motives. I’m not even going to ask. I’ll give you each half marks. Be greatful I don’t give you zeros,” Snape sneered and moved on to the next desk.

“Half marks?” Hermione inquired. “That sucks. I guess I’ll have to work harder. I can’t let my grades go down.”

Draco looked at her. “How about we go get some food?”

“Yeah, sure, whatever,” she responded.

He had been worried the potion didn’t quite work when she started talking about her grades. But when he thought about it, if she had actually thought about it in her original state, she would’ve gone crazy. He felt confident.

They walked to the Great Hall where they were serving roast chicken. The hall was pretty empty as most of the students had or were in the process of leaving.

“So, how come you’re not leaving over the break?” he asked.

“My parents are going skiing. Actually they already left, so I missed going. Not that I wanted to anyway,” she said lazily.

“What’s skiing?” he asked her.

“It’s a sport that people do in the winter. They put these things on their feet and go down snow covered hills. Although my parents are in the mountains now,” she responded.

Draco thought it sounded ridiculous. “Sounds perfect for stupid muggles.”

Hermione turned to him. “For you information, it’s quite a lot of fun. You don’t need magic to have fun!” she said, sounding a little angry.

Well, Draco thought, at least she hasn’t lost her feistiness.

They finished their late lunch/dinner, and then Draco made his move. “Do you want to come up to my room?” he asked.

Hermione looked surprised. “Why? What do you mean?”

“I’m enjoying talking to you,” he admitted.

“Aww, isn’t that sweet!” she smiled.

He rolled his eyes. “AND I think we should go somewhere more private.”

“Ohh, what do you have on your mind?” she laughed, lightly hitting him on the shoulder.

He laughed too, knowing exactly what he had on his mind.

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“It’s kind of creepy up here,” Hermione stated when she was finally allowed to open her eyes. Draco had made her keep her eyes shut so she would know anything about where the Slytherin’s quarters were. You could never be too careful.

“We like it to be dark,” Draco said, inwardly admitting that between the few windows and the overcast skies, his dormitory was pretty drab. He sat on his bed and patted the area next to him. Hermione sat right down.

“Oooh, your bed makes up for it though!” she exclaimed as she sank into the soft velvet bedspread. She examined the bed. “And satin sheets, too! Impressive!”

“Only the best for me!” he smiled at her. She looked at him and their eyes locked. He felt like a little kid again. He reminded himself that he was a 6 foot tall 7th year student. He shouldn’t be bothered by a girl. No matter how beautiful she was… He blinked and looked away. He took his wand out of his robes and, with a swish, lit a few of the tall candles that were placed around the room. He also locked the door. Hermione’s face lit up, with joy as well as the light from the candles.

“Oh! It looks much prettier now!” she said.

“You look much prettier now,” he joked.

”And what did I look like before??” she asked playfully.

“Well, until last year, you looked like a beaver that got struck by lightening!” he laughed.

She smiled. “Yeah, I had some bad hair!”

“Now you’re pretty hot,” he said, putting his hand on top of hers.

She glanced down at it, her eyes traveling up his arm to see his face, full of… something. Lust? Could that be it? She recognized the look from Viktor Krum the last time she saw him. They were strictly friends now, but last summer… They had a lot of good times. She came out of her thoughts to find Malfoy’s face awfully close to hers. She leaned in a couple of inches and their lips met…

Three seconds later she jerked back, moving to the edge of the bed. “What do you think you’re doing?!” she exclaimed.

“What?” he asked.

“You can’t- We can’t- This isn’t right!” she sputtered, jumping off the bed.

“Why do you say that? You know you feel it. You know you want to. You know you want me,” he said seductively yet forcefully as he backed her against the wall.

She looked around nervously. Why was he doing this to her? Why did she want him to throw her down on the bed and do the things he did in her dreams? He was Draco Malfoy, representative of everything evil. And apparently everything sexual. She let him kiss her, pressing her against the wall. She didn’t respond and he kissed her harder, parting her lips with his tongue. She started to give in to her feelings and wrapped her arm around his head, holding him close to her, kissing him back.

He pulled her back to the bed and pushed her down on it. He climbed on top of her and kissed her so hard her head was pushed into his soft pillow. She pulled him closer, running her fingers through his silky blond hair. Hermione wrapped her leg around him, pulling his pelvis toward her. A distinct hardness was starting to form. She could feel it pressing against her. She thought about how big and hard it felt through their clothes and moaned at the thought of what he could do with it. As big a guy as Viktor was, he wasn’t too gifted in that department.

Draco broke the kiss for an instant to lift his robe over his head and remove his school sweater revealing a plain white undershirt. He leaned back down to kiss her and as he did, she shifted and rolled on top of him. She sat straddling his hips and removed her own robe and sweater, revealing a simple, yet seductive, red bra that made her breasts jump out at him. She moved to kiss him and he pulled her down, kissing her roughly, his hand finding her tits and gently rubbing them. He moved his lips down her neck, gently biting, all the way to her cleavage. He licked his tongue along each breast while reaching around to unclasp her bra.

She sat up as he removed the bra, her breasts shimmering in the candle light. She looked down at him and smiled slightly. He wiggled his eyebrows at her and pulled her down to kiss her again. He nibbled on her earlobe before moving down to tease her nipples with his tongue. She couldn’t help but let out a loud moan at this. He continued until her breath got fast and ragged. She made little noises each time she exhaled.

He flipped her onto her back and climbed back on top of her. He tore off his own shirt and kissed her again, their bare upper bodies pressing against each other. He ran a hand down the side of her body and reached up under her skirt. He slid her panties to the side and moved his finger into her silky wetness. She arched her back and moaned. He knew she wanted it. He pulled her panties down to her knees and plunged a finger inside of her. Her breath grew more ragged. He pushed two fingers into her and she let out another moan. He used his thumb to play with her clit while he teased her nipples again with his tongue. He kept this going until she let out a strangled yell and her body shuddered with release.

He kissed her softly, not taking his fingers out of her. He let her breathing get back to normal before twisting his fingers inside of her, to let her remember they were still there. She gasped and moaned. He took her hand in his and moved it down to her pussy.

“Play with yourself,” he instructed. She gave him an unsure look, but sure enough, her fingers started to move on herself. He started to remove his pants, his cock springing up as he dropped his boxers. Hermione’s eyes widened as she saw it. It was at least a good 7 inches long, but it was so thick! She closed her eyes and imagined it fucking her. She pressed her own fingers into herself and opened her eyes to see Draco’s own hand sliding up and down his cock as he watched her.

She decided to give him a good show. She spread her legs wide and pumped two fingers into her, her hand sliding against her clit as her other hand moved up to twist her nipples. She was moaning like crazy and pretended to close her eyes in pleasure as she pressed three fingers into her wet pussy. He couldn’t take this anymore and jumped onto the bed, taking her arms and holding them above her head as he positioned his hard dick outside of her wet cunt.

He looked at her and watched her eyes squint up as he slowly started entering her. He didn’t stop. He just slowly pushed until he was all the way inside of her. She squirmed as she tried to adjust to him. He slowly startedmovemove in and out of her, slowly and steadily until she started to moan again. Then he nearly pulled out of her and rammed back into her. He did this repeatedly, enjoying the pleasure filled squeals she emitted.

She wrapped her legs around him as he pounded into her. They were both close. He kept up the pace until she started screaming out in pleasure. He pushed himself into her one last time and she felt his warm cum mix with her own as he collapsed on top of her.

They lay there, not speaking, each in their own world of pleasure, until, exhausted from their romp, they fell into a relaxed, comfortable sleep.


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