Twisted Lust
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
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Adult ++
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26
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31,132
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158
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dark scene in this chappie.
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The days were getting shorter, nights were getting longer. All the leaves had fallen off the trees that surrounded the castle. At night, the castle shook with the wind, rattling the windows as it passed by. The moon could be observed, leaving a lonely shadow on the lakes rippled surface. The world that surrounded Hogwarts was making its’ yearly transition into winter.
Students were observed running into the castle as the first gales of snow poured in, and at night crowding around the common room fires. The castle had undergone redecorating, little snow icicles hung from the ceilings, and the starry sky in the Great Hall was overcast with snow clouds.
Draco trudged through the snow, it was the first week there had been snow since the beginning of the school year. His trousers were damp from the water, and his eyes were mildly blinded as the sun hit the snow. Everyone was in the common rooms, drinking Hot Chocolate or smuggled Fire whiskey, playing games of Exploding Snap and Wizards Chess. But not Draco, definitely not Draco, he had much more important things to worry about. His jaw had healed, so had his knuckles, the marks from where the mirror pieces had gotten lodged no longer were apparent. All in all he seemed pretty fit, but inside his body was in turmoil.
All he could think about was her. It hadn’t helped that she had kept up her little games, her little nightly pleasures. And every time, Draco had to shut his mind, shut everything out when he heard those guys, heard them scream. Sometimes, just sometimes, he would sneak in undetected, and watch. Sure, it sounded perverted, hell it probably was, but he couldn’t help it. He didn’t go to watch the intercourse, or how well she gave head, he came to watch her, solely her. Watch her eyes which always seemed to stare his way. He wasn’t sure if she had noticed it, but either way, it didn’t matter. She haunted his dreams, that kiss they’d shared so long ago in the shower, he still felt it on his lips. Sometimes he would touch them, as if he didn’t believe she wasn’t there.
After the confrontation in her room he had ignored her, stayed out of her way, but eventually his emotions surrendered to him. He started staying up to do his work with her, every night. He didn't care how long it took, because she would always talk to him. It didn't have to be meaningful, but the conversations kept him going.
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She knew Draco had been watching her, she never made any notice that she knew, but oh did she. And every time she kissed another boy, every time they thrust into her, she looked in his eyes, looked into the dark corner he was hidden in. She always imagined she was with him, and that’s what made it endurable, because recently, she didn’t even get the slightest amount of satisfaction, her heart wasn’t in it.
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“It’s not like before, you’re so unresponsive, are you telling me I don’t turn you on?” he asked, his voice unwavering.
“No Josh (was that his name?) it’s not you, it’s nothing, I’m just, it’s just” she answered, struggling for words.
“Josh, who’s Josh? I’m Blake. Do you remember that? I’m Blake” he continued.
“What’s wrong with you, act a little more like you want to do it”
“I do j- Blake, I really do, I’m just a little preoccupied, I’m just a little distracted.”
“Are you saying I don’t keep you focused enough? Not when I’m fucking you, not when your sucking my cock, I’ve noticed you’re eyes, you never look at me, you never do, you’re always looking in that god damned corner!” he shouted.
“Dra-” Hermione yelled.
“Shut up Hermione” Blake said, pushing her shoulder.
“You’re just an object, god you don’t even know my name, you’re my sex toy, you live to pleasure me. So start fucking pleasuring me!” Blake screamed, giving her a loud slap across the cheek.
She stumbled a little, but got her footing and tried to hit him back, with every ounce of her might she punched him, straight in the nose, she saw tiny rivulets of blood trailing down his face. He reached up and wiped his face, staring at the blood that was now on his hands. He reached for her again, grabbing her arm so tightly that it bruised the skin, and he ripped her blouse apart.
The buttons shot everywhere, hitting the ground, the walls, the chair.
He grabbed her and threw her across the room, threw her so hard that she slammed against the wall, her head making a large crack in the wall above her.
“You better start fucking begging, you better start fucking!” he screamed again. Raising his hand to backhand her.
And as his hand came down with one more dull thud, Draco opened the common room door. He looked from Hermione, where a trail of blood led from the wall down to her head back to Blake, who stood above her, blood seeping from his nose. He looked back to her, slumped on the floor to Blake who had noticed his presence.
Draco walked over, ever so slowly to Blake, his fists beginning to curl as he moved forward.
“Hey Man, this isn’t your fucking business, understand?” Blake yelled, turning to face Draco.
“Oh Yeah?” Draco whispered under his breath, planting a knuckle into Blake stomach, and another into his nose.
“You ever get so much as fucking eye distance from Hermione and you’ll wish you never fucking set foot in this place.” he roared at Blake’s cradling figure on the ground.
“Now leave, before I get a second wind in me to hit you!” Draco hissed.
Blake shot a menacing look at Draco and hobbled out the door
“Fine, stay with you’re whore. But don’t get mad when she runs back asking for sex tomorrow” Blake laughed, ducking as Draco threw a book at his head.
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So much pain. So much pain. She could feel it coming from her head, the cold air sent shivers down her skin.
“You like this?” he asked as he whacked her pussy with a whip.
His cold, clammy hands encircled her waist, she shuddered under his touch, his repulsing touch. He traced the whip marks with his long and jagged fingernails, laughing as she cringed in pain.
“You know, I always wondered what it would be like to be a cannibal” he whispered in her ear, laughing slightly.
“Just remember that when I eat you out” he said. Spinning her around so he could see the look in her eyes, the look of fear, the look of utter disgust.
“You’re going to remember this, you’re going to remember me getting in your skin, you’re going to remember that you’re nothing more than a whore.” he whispered, his head bending down, pulling out a knife.
“You’re going to remember this mark” he added, tracing the knife down, getting dangerously close.
“How much will it hurt? How much will it hurt?” he screamed, tapping her inner thigh, drops of blood falling on the ground.
“And every time I fuck you, every time, you’re going to feel it inside, feel the sharp pain a knife can give you as I pound into you.” he smiled, looking up at her through his black orbs. Biting her.
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She was screaming. SCREAMING.
“STOP STOP STOP STOP. PLEASE. JUST STOP. PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE”
Draco ran over to her. She pushed him forwards, she ran, screaming, screaming at the top of her lungs. He got up and chased after, chased after her door. It was locked, but it didn’t matter. She was still screaming. He ran and broke it down, falling down with it. Still Screaming.
She sat in the corner of the room, huddled, glancing at him through her diluted eyes. Screaming. “STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP” she screamed and screamed. As Draco approached her, she huddled further into the corner, trying to dissapear, trying to meld her body into it.
“Hermione! HERMIONE! LOOK AT ME” Draco said, touching her shoulder.
At his touch she jumped, her eyes wild, the screaming stopped, replaced by full out sobbing, sobbing so much her head felt light headed. She rolled on the floor, like a maniac, like a crazy person, sobbing uncontrollably. Everytime Draco touched her she would move farther away. So he stood, stood there and watched her unwrap, watched her until she stayed still. He ran to her, he held her.
“Don’t let them touch me. Don’t let them touch me” she shuddered, her head falling into his shoulder.
“I won’t, I won’t. They can’t get you, I’m here, you’re safe, you’re with me, you’re safe with me.” he said, stroking her hair, wiping the tears that ran down her cheeks. The black mascara running down with her tears, leaving black trails.
“Don’t leave me, don’t leave me alone.” she said a little too loudly. Tugging at his shirt, he wasn’t even sure she knew who he was.
He held her and carried her to his room, setting her down on his bed and crawling in next to her. Holding her hand and stroking her hair, her eyes never left his. And they lay there, lay there for the whole night, never closing their eyes, always staring at each other.
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Ok. I know dark chapter, but I have to start giving info to what happened last august. And what happened last August is something that would make a person go crazy. So I hoped you enjoyed. Their relationship can only go uphill from here can’t it? Next chapter takes place around Winter Break time. So. Thanks again for all you’re reviews. And until the next chapter, where the relationship will definitely develop further. Will Hermione go back to her sex crazed ways? Will Draco allow it?
(edited 05.22.08)
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The days were getting shorter, nights were getting longer. All the leaves had fallen off the trees that surrounded the castle. At night, the castle shook with the wind, rattling the windows as it passed by. The moon could be observed, leaving a lonely shadow on the lakes rippled surface. The world that surrounded Hogwarts was making its’ yearly transition into winter.
Students were observed running into the castle as the first gales of snow poured in, and at night crowding around the common room fires. The castle had undergone redecorating, little snow icicles hung from the ceilings, and the starry sky in the Great Hall was overcast with snow clouds.
Draco trudged through the snow, it was the first week there had been snow since the beginning of the school year. His trousers were damp from the water, and his eyes were mildly blinded as the sun hit the snow. Everyone was in the common rooms, drinking Hot Chocolate or smuggled Fire whiskey, playing games of Exploding Snap and Wizards Chess. But not Draco, definitely not Draco, he had much more important things to worry about. His jaw had healed, so had his knuckles, the marks from where the mirror pieces had gotten lodged no longer were apparent. All in all he seemed pretty fit, but inside his body was in turmoil.
All he could think about was her. It hadn’t helped that she had kept up her little games, her little nightly pleasures. And every time, Draco had to shut his mind, shut everything out when he heard those guys, heard them scream. Sometimes, just sometimes, he would sneak in undetected, and watch. Sure, it sounded perverted, hell it probably was, but he couldn’t help it. He didn’t go to watch the intercourse, or how well she gave head, he came to watch her, solely her. Watch her eyes which always seemed to stare his way. He wasn’t sure if she had noticed it, but either way, it didn’t matter. She haunted his dreams, that kiss they’d shared so long ago in the shower, he still felt it on his lips. Sometimes he would touch them, as if he didn’t believe she wasn’t there.
After the confrontation in her room he had ignored her, stayed out of her way, but eventually his emotions surrendered to him. He started staying up to do his work with her, every night. He didn't care how long it took, because she would always talk to him. It didn't have to be meaningful, but the conversations kept him going.
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She knew Draco had been watching her, she never made any notice that she knew, but oh did she. And every time she kissed another boy, every time they thrust into her, she looked in his eyes, looked into the dark corner he was hidden in. She always imagined she was with him, and that’s what made it endurable, because recently, she didn’t even get the slightest amount of satisfaction, her heart wasn’t in it.
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“It’s not like before, you’re so unresponsive, are you telling me I don’t turn you on?” he asked, his voice unwavering.
“No Josh (was that his name?) it’s not you, it’s nothing, I’m just, it’s just” she answered, struggling for words.
“Josh, who’s Josh? I’m Blake. Do you remember that? I’m Blake” he continued.
“What’s wrong with you, act a little more like you want to do it”
“I do j- Blake, I really do, I’m just a little preoccupied, I’m just a little distracted.”
“Are you saying I don’t keep you focused enough? Not when I’m fucking you, not when your sucking my cock, I’ve noticed you’re eyes, you never look at me, you never do, you’re always looking in that god damned corner!” he shouted.
“Dra-” Hermione yelled.
“Shut up Hermione” Blake said, pushing her shoulder.
“You’re just an object, god you don’t even know my name, you’re my sex toy, you live to pleasure me. So start fucking pleasuring me!” Blake screamed, giving her a loud slap across the cheek.
She stumbled a little, but got her footing and tried to hit him back, with every ounce of her might she punched him, straight in the nose, she saw tiny rivulets of blood trailing down his face. He reached up and wiped his face, staring at the blood that was now on his hands. He reached for her again, grabbing her arm so tightly that it bruised the skin, and he ripped her blouse apart.
The buttons shot everywhere, hitting the ground, the walls, the chair.
He grabbed her and threw her across the room, threw her so hard that she slammed against the wall, her head making a large crack in the wall above her.
“You better start fucking begging, you better start fucking!” he screamed again. Raising his hand to backhand her.
And as his hand came down with one more dull thud, Draco opened the common room door. He looked from Hermione, where a trail of blood led from the wall down to her head back to Blake, who stood above her, blood seeping from his nose. He looked back to her, slumped on the floor to Blake who had noticed his presence.
Draco walked over, ever so slowly to Blake, his fists beginning to curl as he moved forward.
“Hey Man, this isn’t your fucking business, understand?” Blake yelled, turning to face Draco.
“Oh Yeah?” Draco whispered under his breath, planting a knuckle into Blake stomach, and another into his nose.
“You ever get so much as fucking eye distance from Hermione and you’ll wish you never fucking set foot in this place.” he roared at Blake’s cradling figure on the ground.
“Now leave, before I get a second wind in me to hit you!” Draco hissed.
Blake shot a menacing look at Draco and hobbled out the door
“Fine, stay with you’re whore. But don’t get mad when she runs back asking for sex tomorrow” Blake laughed, ducking as Draco threw a book at his head.
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So much pain. So much pain. She could feel it coming from her head, the cold air sent shivers down her skin.
“You like this?” he asked as he whacked her pussy with a whip.
His cold, clammy hands encircled her waist, she shuddered under his touch, his repulsing touch. He traced the whip marks with his long and jagged fingernails, laughing as she cringed in pain.
“You know, I always wondered what it would be like to be a cannibal” he whispered in her ear, laughing slightly.
“Just remember that when I eat you out” he said. Spinning her around so he could see the look in her eyes, the look of fear, the look of utter disgust.
“You’re going to remember this, you’re going to remember me getting in your skin, you’re going to remember that you’re nothing more than a whore.” he whispered, his head bending down, pulling out a knife.
“You’re going to remember this mark” he added, tracing the knife down, getting dangerously close.
“How much will it hurt? How much will it hurt?” he screamed, tapping her inner thigh, drops of blood falling on the ground.
“And every time I fuck you, every time, you’re going to feel it inside, feel the sharp pain a knife can give you as I pound into you.” he smiled, looking up at her through his black orbs. Biting her.
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She was screaming. SCREAMING.
“STOP STOP STOP STOP. PLEASE. JUST STOP. PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE”
Draco ran over to her. She pushed him forwards, she ran, screaming, screaming at the top of her lungs. He got up and chased after, chased after her door. It was locked, but it didn’t matter. She was still screaming. He ran and broke it down, falling down with it. Still Screaming.
She sat in the corner of the room, huddled, glancing at him through her diluted eyes. Screaming. “STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP” she screamed and screamed. As Draco approached her, she huddled further into the corner, trying to dissapear, trying to meld her body into it.
“Hermione! HERMIONE! LOOK AT ME” Draco said, touching her shoulder.
At his touch she jumped, her eyes wild, the screaming stopped, replaced by full out sobbing, sobbing so much her head felt light headed. She rolled on the floor, like a maniac, like a crazy person, sobbing uncontrollably. Everytime Draco touched her she would move farther away. So he stood, stood there and watched her unwrap, watched her until she stayed still. He ran to her, he held her.
“Don’t let them touch me. Don’t let them touch me” she shuddered, her head falling into his shoulder.
“I won’t, I won’t. They can’t get you, I’m here, you’re safe, you’re with me, you’re safe with me.” he said, stroking her hair, wiping the tears that ran down her cheeks. The black mascara running down with her tears, leaving black trails.
“Don’t leave me, don’t leave me alone.” she said a little too loudly. Tugging at his shirt, he wasn’t even sure she knew who he was.
He held her and carried her to his room, setting her down on his bed and crawling in next to her. Holding her hand and stroking her hair, her eyes never left his. And they lay there, lay there for the whole night, never closing their eyes, always staring at each other.
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Ok. I know dark chapter, but I have to start giving info to what happened last august. And what happened last August is something that would make a person go crazy. So I hoped you enjoyed. Their relationship can only go uphill from here can’t it? Next chapter takes place around Winter Break time. So. Thanks again for all you’re reviews. And until the next chapter, where the relationship will definitely develop further. Will Hermione go back to her sex crazed ways? Will Draco allow it?
(edited 05.22.08)