Carnal Afflictions

A/N: Wow guys. Chapter four inspired so many responses from you guys! Thank you soo much for sticking around so long. Haha.



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Breathing returning to normal, Draco possessively held the head girl in his arms. His face was pressed against the side of her neck as he inhaled her scent. Squeezing her one last time, Draco removed himself from her body and deposited her on the floor against the bookshelf while whispering a few promising words. “The fuck it wasn’t; you’re mine Granger and I don’t share.”



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“Ughh. Of all the rotten things that bastard has ever done!”



An explosion of fury could be heard omitting from the Heads Common room – if one were to ever stop and listen – where one, Hermione Jane Granger was livid and utterly disgusted. Her hands clenched into fists around the poor decorative pillow in her lap as she continued to insult and degrade a certain blonde Prince.



She was dressed casually in a small white tank top and a pair of loose crimson red pajama bottoms. Her hair was still moist from her earlier shower and if not for the scowl that lit up her face, it would have been as if nothing were going wrong. However, there was a scowl on her face and her deep brown eyes were nearly blazing with contempt.



“Can you believe it? The nerve of that man! How dare he—“



“Well you did piss him off.”



“—leave me alone in the – What? You’re on his side?” Oh great, now her death glare was directed at him.



“No, I’m not on anyone’s side but—”



“Yes, you bloody well are! You’re seriously taking his side in the matter!”



They were sitting side by side on the couch in front of the fireplace. He, with his head in his palm and gazing calmly at the distraught head girl, and she barely sitting on her own feet as she tried to tower over his dark form. Her glare was menacing and if she had had a ward at her disposal, he most certainly would have been sprouting a tentacle or two from numerous spots of his perfectly handsome face.



“Granger, will you calm down—“



“No, Blaise. I will not calm down! You’re seriously telling me that what he did—“



“Was warranted considering how much you pissed him off! Do you realize that after that remarkable show during breakfast, Draco has been stomping around like a right spoiled brat?”



“I don’t care. That doesn’t give him to right to leave me like that in the library. I was passed out, Blaise, and indecent to boot! What if someone had found me like that? No, I won’t stand for it. I’m going to get him back. I’m going to make him want me so much that it’ll hurt him ten thousand times the amount he’s hurt everyone else.” Fire was in her eyes as she plotted and schemed the ultimate retribution for all his years of teasing. Why not give Draco Malfoy a taste of his own medicine?



“And you, are going to help me. In every way –“ Surprise etched onto her face as she was quickly shoved backwards to rest against the armrest of the couch. The pillow dropped to her lap as her hands flew up to rest against his biceps.



And then in a move too quick for her to comprehend, Blaise pressed his lips against hers; causing her to open her mouth and ask what the heck he thought he was doing. Taking the invite, Zabini slipped his tongue into her mouth effectively distracting her enough to not notice the direction of his hands.



A moment later, one powerful hand gripped her breast causing her to arch and moan while the other hand moved to collect and hold her hands above her head. His hips thrust and ground themselves against hers while his body and weight effectively kept her pinned down.



“mmph! What? Blaise! What\'re you--?” Shutting her up once more, Blaise nibbled on her bottom lip while his hand was busy pulling and twisting at her nipple. His thigh wedged itself between her legs and ground slowly against her core. He smirked knowingly at her moan as the heat of her arousal against his leg sent his mind reeling with anticipation.



“Shut up, Granger. And make it believable will you?” He grunted against her ear as he roughly pulled her top to the side, noticeably spilling it’s tightly held contents. One of her boobs was exposed as he abandoned her mouth in favor of attacking the dark perky peak protruding from her thoroughly molested breast.



“Mmhm. Bla..ise...Ahh…!” Snapping her eyes shut, Hermione threw her head back and arched towards his hot, teasing mouth. Her thighs widened until she was able to wrap her legs around his waist and press her heels against his cheeks, all so she could grind herself harder against his hot throbbing cock. Groaning from the friction, Hermione bit her bottom lip as she opened her dark hazel eyes and stared through her lashes at the man before her.



“Don’t you dare, Hermione. I want to hear you.” His low growl made her nipples stand out more against her chest and a surge of moisture to collect against her panties. Lowering his head once again as his hand tightly squeezed her flesh, both occupants of the room were startled out of their senses and frozen in their motions as the rough slam of the portrait cut their rising satisfaction in half.





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A/N: Okay. Seems like a good place to stop. =) I have what’s going to happen written out in my head. And because of that, I might be missing a lot from this chapter. Haha. Just stick with me though. I’ll make it clearer in the chapters to come.



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Oh yeah. And. Who else here thinks this has going further than a one-shot and now needs a proper summary?