Unwanted Repercussions - formerly consequences

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A/N: peoples please don\'t worry Draco and Hermione will realise their feelings for each other soon. But i always like to have events leading up to it, makes it more realistic for me.
Anyway I\'ve been updating LOADS recently because im between jobs and college doesn\'t start for a WHOLE TWO WEEKS.

So ya a lot of time on my hands :D

Btw I have renamed my fic after discovering I had used the same title as someone else EEEP

Draco Malfoy was never one to pass up a good opportunity, right now he needed an opportunity to vent his frustrations on and it conveniently presented itself in the form of Pansy Parkinson.

After listening to her drone on meaninglessly for over an hour he had decided to silence her the only way he knew how.

Pansy lay curled up against Draco’s, bare chest her face was contorted in a nauseatingly happy smile of post-coital bliss. Draco’s mind had been filled of thoughts of Hermione the whole time he had been with Parkinson and he looked down at her almost expecting to see the large rapturous eyes of Hermione Granger staring up at him but he instead was greeted with the watery blue of Pansy.

“Hmm Drackie. That. Was. Amazing.” She cooed nuzzling into his chest.

He suppressed a shudder and agreed non-commitally. He was just about to untangle his limbs from Pansy’s and get up when the door to the common room flew open to reveal a formidable looking Hermione Granger, her eyes ablaze with fury.

Hermione took in the scene around her, her face a mask of disgust and repulsion. A completely naked Draco Malfoy lay on THEIR sofa his arms wrapped around an equally naked Pansy Parkinson.

Pansy grinned.

“Hey Mudblood!”

“Get the fuck out of my room you dirty slut before I hex you into next week!” Hermione screamed at her, a demented look on her face, she pointed her wand at Pansy her hand shaking violently.

“Well what are you waiting for?!” She screeched and Pansy fled from the room, her clothes bundled in her arms and a single silk green sheet covering her naked form.

Draco looked on in amusement thinking that Hermione’s anger was simply due to the fact that they had been shagging in their shared common room.

“Whoa Granger, cool it, never had you pegged as the jealous type, but don’t worry I’ll give you a go if you want” he drawled sneering at her and winked.

She turned on him, her cloak whipping around viciously at the ferocity of her movements and she pointed her wand at him with a steady hand.

Draco’s eyes widened in fear and he reached for his wand that was lying discarded on the floor.

“Accio wand!” Hermione yelled, and his wand flew out of his reach into the outstretched palm of Hermione Granger.

She slowly began to walk towards Draco, ignoring the fact that he was still completely naked and backed him into the corner.

“Just give me one good reason” she hissed, “one good reason and I’ll hex it off!”

“G…granger? What the hell has gotten into you?!?” Draco stammered, he had never felt so helpless in his life and he was shaking slightly his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. To anyone who would witness this, the scene would have been extremely amusing, but as it was tensions were high and neither of them could see anything remotely funny in the situation.

“Did you think you could keep it a secret forever Malfoy? Did you!?!”

Shit.

Play dumb!

“What are you talking about?”

She leant forward licking a trail from his neck to his ear and whispered

“Oh yea Malfoy, I want you to want me, be vocal.”

Draco’s eyes widened in realisation before closing in defeat.

“I…I can explain…”

“Spare me” she spat “I don’t want to hear your pathetic excuses!”

Draco hated being spoken to like that. How dare she have the audacity to talk to him, a Malfoy like he was a common mudblood!

Fury took over him and he spoke without thinking.

“Oh Granger, you know you wanted it, you should be grateful really because if it wasn’t for me you’d be a virgin for your whole life! Oh and you wanna know what else, you are about 6 weeks pregnant with our bastard child!”

Hermione began to shake in anger and confusion, what?! She was pregnant! So many thoughts coursed through her head, but she pushed them aside for now. What would be an appropriate punishment for him…then it hit her and she lifted her wand pointing it directly at the apex of his thighs and grinned.

“Reducio!”

Hermione stared in morbid fascination as his impressive member grew smaller and smaller until it was less than a quarter of an inch in length. Draco made a move forward to get to her; his arms outstretched his face contorted in fury.

“You bitch!”

She quickly sidestepped him running towards her dormitory, throwing his wand to the floor as she ran. Upon entering her room she locked herself safely inside where she flopped onto her bed, her laughter quickly dissolving into tears, opening the top drawer of her dresser she took out a vial of dreamless-sleep potion that she kept handy for days when the pressures of the upcoming NEWTS would get too much. She opened the vial downing the whole lot and drifted into the blissful oblivion of sleep.

Draco meanwhile stood in the common room, shaking with anger and humiliation. He slowly walked across the room and picked up his wand from the floor pointing it at his shrivelled privates and praying she hadn’t locked her spell. Taking a deep breath he uttered the counter curse, practically fainting with relief when it returned to its normal size.

He picked up his clothes, and got dressed he decided to spend the rest of the day in Slytherin common rooms. He would deal with Hermione later.

Draco walked down the halls making the descent towards the dungeons. When he got to the portrait that would lead to his house common room he ran a hand through his hair trying to smooth it down and plastered a smirk onto his pale pointed face.

“Pureblood” he drawled to the portrait which promptly flung open.
He took in the familiar site of his common room and almost smiled. Almost.
Millicent and Pansy were talking animatedly by the fire and Draco hoped to slip by un-noticed. Today clearly wasn’t his day.

“Drackie!”

He stopped in his tracks.

“Pans?”

“Oh Drackie did you sort out that filthy mudblood for me? She should learn how to properly speak to her betters! You know? I think that…”

“Oh shut up Pansy!\" He shouted cutting her off, \"I honestly don’t care what you think, I’m looking for Blaise!”

Pansy’s mouth was still open in suprise at being stopped so rudely and she watched dejectedly as Draco walked up the stairs towards the boys dorms.

Draco flung open the door to the apparently empty room, there were five large four poster beds each with green curtains covering them from view and a large Slytherin house crest emblazoned on the wall.

“Zabini!”

Slowly one of the curtains opened to reveal a tall swarthy boy with raven hair and startling violet eyes.

Noting Draco’s dishevelled state he delicately raised one eyebrow.

“And to what do I owe this pleasure Draco?”