Remnants

REMNANTS
by Emaleth

GENRE: AU, Darkfic, Unresolved Sexual Tension.
CHAPTER RATING: NC-17/MA... LEMONY!
SUMMARY: So, Draco actually has a crush on Hermione and vice versa. But he\'s a Death Eater and she knows it. How much will Hermione give up to be with Draco? EVERYTHING! She gives everything up from her virginity to her friends, and even her soul. But is she the only one who is going to end up losing everything?
PAIRINGS: Draco/Hermione, Implied Harry/Hermione, Implied Harry/Ginny, Harry/Hermione.
DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
AUTHOR NOTES: My first NC-17 ffic AND my first Draco/Hermione ffic. Bear with me on the cheesy pick-up lines (in the future chapters).

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CHAPTER 05 - Finally Breaking the Girl
(Tuesday. September 2, 1996)


Draco was now on top of Hermione and he was kissing her roughly. She tried to hold him back a bit by touching his face. She gave up resisting and sprawled on top of the bed, allowing Draco to whatever he wanted to do with her. She flailed her arms to the sides of the bed, her legs hanging by the ends. He kicked his shoes and socks to the edge of the bed before pulling away from the kiss and removed Hermione socks and shoes for her. He jumped on top of her, like a predator finally catching its prey. He landed his lips directly on hers, thirstily engulfing her every being. Hermione kissed back just as roughly, touching his smooth face. And even though Hermione had never kissed anybody before, she thought she was doing a good job for Draco started to kiss her more enthusiastically.

Hermione felt that what she was doing was a betrayal of everything that she had told Harry and Ron before as they both continued with their lovemaking. ‘I’d rather kiss a toilet seat,’ she said once when her two best friends joke about her and Draco being partnered in an assignment in Snape’s Potions Class. Now, she regretted saying so. Kissing Draco was heaven. If her two best friends were to see the way they were kissing each other, the may find their love demented. If they were to walk in that room at that moment, she wouldn’t even stop as to look at them.

“I want to show you how I love you, Hermione. But I want you to drink this.”

Hermione watched as Draco walked towards a table not far from them and pulled out two vials. He handed one to Hermione before gulping the contents of his down. Hermione followed suit, licking the last drop of the sea-smelling liquid before kissing Draco again.

Hermione felt like something had just turned on in her mind. It was as if she knew what she had to do thought this was her first time to have sex.

“I’m going to make you happy,” he growled as he pulled her up as so they were now both kneeling.

Asco rco rested his lips against hers as he cupped for her breasts again. Hermione, in turn, slid her hand under his shirt and touched Draco’s abs. She could feel that they were defined and much work went into getting it.

“Mmm,” she mumbled in between kisses. “Stop hiding yourself from me.”

They barely took a breather as she started to take off his green sweater and they continued to mack each other as they unbuttoned his white shirt. When Hermione looked at his upper body, all she could do was crawl backwards towards the head of the bed and admired Draco’s perfected body. When she first felt his abs, she never envisioned that it would be nice to look at.

But she had not envisioned such magnificence. She had seen Harry and Ron shirtless before, but they were nothing compared to Draco. She continued to stare at him, mesmerized like a moth is to a flame. Draco washinghing but a specimen of perfection, except for one thing: the Dark Mark on his left forearm.

“So… you are a Death Eater.”

“I am. That doesn‘t change anything. Now, let me see what you have been hiding from me.”

*****
Draco placed his knees on either side of Hermione and started to lift her sweater up. After he tossed her sweater, he was able to see the trace of her black bra from under her white shirt. He was very surprised that she was wearing a black bra. And when he finally took off her blouse, he spotted the waist of Hermione’s skirt. He noticed that she was also wearing black knickers.

‘Girls who wear black underwear mean they live for sex,’ he remembered Gregory Crabbe joke after his sexual encounter with the Slytherin whore, Millicent Bulstrode. ‘That girl wears nothing but black. She’s such a whore!’

Draco snapped out of it and was left in awe by the rest of Hermione’s body. Draco never thought that she would be that mature. They were both only sixteen years old and she looked very much like a woman. She was beautiful, a perfect ten. Her breasts weren’t huge or small as that it was disproportioned to the rest of her body. She was just plain perfect.

He slithered closer to her, necking her as he unclasped the hook of her bra. As he struggled with her bra, she trilled moans of delight from under him. He continued to neck her as he threw her bra to the floor, grabbing her right breast with his left hand as he reached for the clasps of her skirt. He had undone her clasps when Hermione placed his right hand on her left breast.

“Busy yourself with my twins, Draco,” she warbled as she unzipped her skirt. She slithered out off her skirt as she started to undo Draco’s pants. She undid his zipper and started to pull his pants off. But she had accidentally bumped her hand on his erecting cock, still under his green silk boxers. Draco felt her cop a feel.

“Naughty, naughty, Hermione,” he moaned before kneeling up. He stared at her then said, “Hermione you’re perfect. And I can’t believe I am staring at perfection right now.”

“Neither am I,” she said as he pulled his face closer to hers.

“I promised to make you happy, Hermione. And I never break promises.” As she lay there helping him take off his boxers, he pulled her black underwear off. At the same time, they both looked like Adam and Evethe the Garden of Eden, naked as they were brought upon earth.

“Umm…” Hermione said nervously. “Is it supposed to be… that huge?”

Draco cringed as he tried to keep his calm. Her words almost broke him.

“Don‘t worry. I‘ll take good care of you.”

“Your cock is magnificent, Draco,” she said. “I want you in me. I want you in me so bad, I want you to break every little bit of me. I want all of you in me.”

*****

Hermione couldn’t believe she said it, nor did she believe she would use those words. But all her thoughts were gone as she stared at Draco’s eyes. Looking deeper into his grey eyes, the curly brown mass that covered her vagina got moister. Draco had started to nestle his head in between her breasts again as the tickling sensation of his cock close to her vagina drove her mad. She did not want the foreplay to stop but she wanted him to break her.

Draco began to suck her left breast thirstily and pinched her right breast to the point that it was red. It was painful, but Hermione did not want it to stop. Not knowing what to do with her hands, she rubbed her palms on his sides, scratching them gently whenever he pinched, lowering her palms as she reached for his tight ass. She grabbed each cheek closer, her way of showing Draco that she was now quite eager for him to enter her.

*****

Draco pulled himself from her breasts as to catch some breath. He could feel his groin area hurt in longing. He hurriedly reached for a condom wrapper inside the pocket of his pants piled up with the rest of their clothes and carefully pulled the condom around his penis.

Once he was sure he was protected, he was about to separate her thighs. But she had eagerly spread it for him already. With both her ankles flying in the air, he looked straight into her eyes, mouthed ‘I Love you,‘ before he viciously entered her vagina. She held her breath as he entered, wincing as he remained still inside her. Hermione had close her eyes mid-process but Draco told her to stop.

“Open your eyes, Hermione. It will be alright.”

Hermione slowly opened her eyes and hurriedly looked down at her vaginal area. She was hyperventilating as she hurriedly looked up at his eyes.

“Draco…”

“It’s alright. You’re all mine now,” he groaned as he pulled in and out of her slowly. “I got to you first.”

“Oh… Oh, Draco,” a breath escaping at every word, at every insertion. “I am very glad you are the one who broke me.”

*****

Hermione never thought she’d lose her virginity at age sixteen, much less lose it to Draco. She thought that he would not fit her but she was wrong. Happily wrong. The feeling of Draco’s huge cock in her was enticing, almost freeing, and she seemed almost in heaven at that moment.

“Wrap your legs around my waist,” he said.

She did what was told of her to do. She then wondered if Draco had sex with anyone before. That would explain his knowing on what to do but then, he could just be born to do it. She shook off the thought, concentrating back at him and how much pleasure he was giving her.

*****

Draco was getting rougher and rougher as the time passed by and she herself was rocking with him, as if they could do this to each other forever. Her internal juices continued to dampen the already moist patch of hair on her sex and completely wetting his cock and his balls. She wanted to say how good the sensation was. But she was left speechless, only being able to get moans of pleasure come out of her mouth.

“Uh, uh, UH!” she moaned continuously, her breath staggered and her thoughts concentrating all on synchronizing with him. “Dra…co… Uh.” She clawed him gently on the back, leaving crescent marks on him, but he didn’t seem to mind.

“Oh Hermione, you are getting tighter.” He himself was starting to pant. But he didn’t seem happy with just that tightness. He placed Hermione’s hands on her outer part of her clits and said, “Play with yourself, Hermione. Trust me. It will feel so much better.”

Following his advice, Hermione did what she was told and she was happy that she did. If their sexual act was pleasure, touching herself was beyond that. And surely, Draco had felt her get tighter, for what used to be moans were now half-incomprehensible moans.

“Yes, Hermione,” he cried. “Tighter.”

*****

Her heart was starting to pound with the rhythm their dance. Veins on the sides of her head were starting to pulsate rapidly and her whole body started to tickle. She could feel a sensation coming, not hurting but rather electrifying, but she was not sure what it was.

“Draco, I’m feeling weird.”

“Shh. Say my name.” His voice was animal-like, just like the growling that came after.

“Draco! Oh Draco! DRACO!!!”

It was as if Hermione\'s spirit had left her body, her body turned inside as if she was in heaven. She cried harder as her whole being was being released into an unknown dimension where only pure pleasure existed. Her orgasm was an almost unbearable ecstasy. Her insides where pounding as he continued to push harder. She was just about going hysterical.

“More Draco. Break me!” she roared. \"Oh Draco!\"

Draco continually pushed harder and harder, and, as he promised, made her happier and happier by the second as she reached the pinnacle of orgasm. Her final tremble was the sign that Draco had finally broken her.

*****

Even after she came, Draco continued to go in and out of her.

“Oh Draco…” groaned Hermione as her legs still hang on to his sides, pulling him closer to her with his every pussh.

“Hang on, Hermione. I am almost there.”

He got rougher and rougher before he felt himself tremble. He was going to cum soon.

“Hermione… Uh…OH GOD, HERMIONE!!!”

Draco felt himself explode inside the condom. He waited until he released all of himself into her before resting his weight on his elbows and his head on Hermione’s chest. He trembled on top of her, and she under him. He breathed towards her skin, sniffing the her after-sex sweaty scent.

When his breathing slowed down a bit, she pulled himself out of Hermione, making her gasp. As he let his now limp cock let gravity do its work, he noticed that she was staring right at his eyes, almost in a trance-like state.

“Are you alright, Hermione?” he asked as he rolled over and lay to her left. He faced her and lightly kissed her forehead.

“Yes,” she exhaled as she continued to catch her breath.

Draco stared into Hermione‘s eyes as continued to hold her cheek. She was smiling at him. Her face was sweaty and flushed while her cheeks had a rosy glow to it. That sight was the most beautiful spectacle he has ever seen.

“Did I do okay?” he asked nervously as he moved her hair away from her forehead. “I mean, did I make you happy…”

“Shh…” she whispered as she placed her finger on his lips. “That was great, Draco. Unexpected and great.”

He felt his face turn redder and he was sure his ears were the same color also. As to keep attention away from his redness, he stole a kiss from her. He then placed his arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer. A few more minutes were spent with them jus staring into each other’s eyes before Hermione broke the silence.

“Draco,” she moaned, wrapping her legs around his. “Do you mind if I asked you about your… sex life?”

“Yes.”

She batted her eyelashes as she looked away from him.

“Sorry,” she apologized. “I didn’t mean to intrude.”

“You’re not intruding on something that does not exist.” Draco lied. But how was she to know the difference, anyway, right?

“Wait a minute! Are you saying I was your… first?”

“Was I that obvious?”

“I don’t know,” she answered weakly. “How am I to know the difference?”

bot both giggled but Hermione continued.

“Honestly, I was saving it for either you… or to be completely honest, to Harry. But since he‘s with Ginny and you were totally out of the question...”

“Until today…”

“Until today. I thought I‘d get married before I even do it. You know, the whole chastity thing.”

“Oh,” Draco answered as Hermione giggled. “So you mean, you fancy Harry?”

“Not really. Not the same way I liked you. It’s funny how I saw Harry, really.”

“Elaborate.”

“Well, I read somewhere that the mysterious types are great in bed, you know, the tension inside them they take out on their partners. And Harry is the most mysterious person I have ever encountered.”

“So you imagined Harry would’ve done as good as I did?”

“I don’t know. I never did it with him before.”

“Ha,” he laughed weakly.

“But I was happy I lost my virginity to you. You did this before, haven’t you? I mean, you don‘t have to tell me who you did it to. Just tell me if you did.”

Draco grinned maliciously at her before he nodded his head.

“You didn‘t think our sex was clumsy or awkward in any way?”

“No.”

Hermione cuddled herself towards him, touching his bare chest as he looked into his eyes.

“I am so happy I finally got my dance with you.”

“So you did, only this one was a horizontal mambo, eh? I love you, Hermione.”

“I love you too, Draco. I wish we could just stay here all night.”

“We can’t,” argued Draco as he started to stand up. “We have class tomorrow and I suppose you‘d want to get cleaned up and get some sleep.”

“I suppose,” she answered as he helped her up. But before she left the bed, Draco gave her another passionate kiss. She then walked towards the pile of clothes on the floor. “I’d like to thank you for thinking about my welfare, by the way.”

“Huh?” he asked, almost dropping the shirt he had just picked up. “What?”

“I meant wearing a condom,” she giggled as she started to button her blouse. “Any girl could get pregnant even the first time she does it, you know.”

“Oh that. No problem, I guess.”

Draco sighed as he pulled a towel around his waist. He thought that somehow, Hermione knew about the Death Eater curse and was just hiding it from him. He felt much relieved that she meant another thing.

“Have you seen my skirt?” she asked as she pulled up her knickers. “I can’t seem too… Never mind.”

Draco looked at Hermione as she pulled every item of clothing into their proper places. He carried her shoes to her feet, kneeled and then buckled her shoes for her.

“That’s very sweet of you,” she said as she let him be such a gentleman.

“Well,” he laughed. “I practically do kiss the ground you walk on.”

“Oh, jeez.”

After he was done, he slithered up to a standing position and adored her every features. She tiptoed, since he was about a few inches taller than her, as she pecked on his cheek.

“We’ve got to go,” she said. “But you know I don’t want to.”

“I know,” he said as he finally walked her to the door and let her go. “But fare thee well, my fair princess. I will see thee some other time?”

“How about tomorrow? Same time same place?”

“I wouldn’t disagree to that.”

Hermione did a little jump towards him, kissing him on the cheek before heading out the door. He watched the door close behind her before smirking to himself.

“You got her hook, line, and sinker, Malfoy,” he soliloquized. “Don’t lose it now. She’ll be completely yours soon. Completely yours and your Master’s.”

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Author Notes: Review please!!! Sorry for the delay, folks. I love creating cliff-hangers!
*imagines a few people about to chase me with pitchforks* x_x
REVIEWS PLEASE!!! Otherwise... *takes scissors out and cuts off pre-written chapters*

XTRA: I did not like how this turned out for some reason. Don\'t ask. I hope I did not get anyone disappointed or anything. I probably did. Oh well, sorry. X_X

PS
*gives everyone a hug*
I ooo ooo sorry I have placed this chapter on hiatus. I had to write this Dr/Hr challenge thing and that had to be done first. I am really sorry for the delay. I promise you all a chapter next week. I swear!!! Don\'t hurt me!!!