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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
20,767
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63
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Currently Reading:
2
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Snowballs
chapter 6
***Disclaimer: I don’t own this shiznit. JKRowling IS the shiznit… sorry, I don’t actually talk like that***
Hermione stood up on a small mound of snow, looking down at the icy lake. Winter wasn’t her favorite season, but she couldn’t deny that it could be beautiful. And fun. She trudged back to the castle, kicking up bits of snow as she went.
Then, without warning, a snowball hit her shoulder. Hard. She cried out and looked to see who had thrown it. Over to her left, darting behind a statue was Draco. ‘He’s such a child,’ she thought, rolling her eyes.
BAM! Another one came, hitting her in the leg. She saw that, of course, Crabbe and Goyle had accompanied Malfoy. Not to be outdone, she bent down and grabbed and handful of snow and threw at at them. It hit Goyle’s bulky body square in the chest. All three of them threw snowballs at once and she threw herself to the ground, dodging them.
They played their cat and mouse game for about 5 minutes until she heard two yells from the castle. Ron and Harry were bounding towards her, pelting snowballs at their three enemies.
“How about we even things up, Malfoy!” Ron spat as he hit him dangerously close to his groin.
“Thanks guys,” Hermione smiled, furiously building her own snowballs. They flipped a bench on its side and used it for cover. It was actually a lot of fun, although none of them would have admitted it. It felt good to let loose and be kind of childish, although there was quite a bit of maliciousness behind some of those snowballs.
Suddenly a huge chunk of snow hit Hermione in the head as she peeked over the bench. She stumbled and fell backwards and just lay there, not moving. Ron and Harry yelled at the other three to stop (although it took them a while to actually do it) as they cleared the snow of Hermione’s head.
“Is she okay, Harry?” Ron asked worridly.
“Yeah, I think she’ll be fine. Just kinda stunned, I think,” Harry replied.
Without warning three hulking shadows were standing over them. Wands at the ready. “What’s going on here?” Draco asked menacingly.
“You big idiot,” Ron cried, launching himself at Draco, “you hit Hermione in the head!”
Crabbe stepped in and threw Ron to the ground. Ron quickly got back up but tried no more heroics. “Bloody idiot,” he muttered.
“What happened?” a groggy voice floated up from the ground. They all turned to see Hermione slowly sitting up, rubbing her head. She looked at Draco. “You bastard,” she growled.
“That’s not what you said last night, my little moaner,” Draco sneered.
“W-what? You’re such an dick,” Hermione spit out, her cheeks turning red.
“See you can’t stop thinking about it. You really enjoyed it, didn’t you?”
Ron and Harry looked at him incredulously. Of course he was just joking… wasn’t he? The look on Hermione’s face made them wonder, though. Why would she be blushing so much? ‘It must be the cold,’ they decided.
As one, the two boys jumped at Draco, but he was faster. “Petrificus totallus!” he cried twice, each boy falling into the snow. He stood there triumphantly and walked over to Hermione, roughly picking her up off the ground to her feet. “Hmmm,” he said in a sing song voice. “How would little Potty and Weasel like to see what a real man does with his women?” He grabbed Hermione around the waist and pulled her to close to him. He put a hand into her hair behind her head and roughly forced his mouth against hers. She was so shocked that he had his tongue into her mouth before she started to struggle.
“Get off of her you filthy rat!” Harry screamed, unable to move.
Hermione managed to get one arm out of Draco’s grip and moved to smack him. Goyle was there to stop her and restrained both arms at her sides. Draco kissed her deeper, grinding his pelvis into her. After about a minute, he released her. “Lets take this back to my room, shall we?” he grinned.
“You asshole! I don’t know what happened last night, but it is never happening again! NEVER!” Hermione spat in his face. Draco brought his gloved hand up and hit her across the cheek. Not hard, but enough to make her shut her mouth.
“Listen you little bitch, you will do as I say and you will like it, whether you admit it or not,” Draco said calmly and started walking back to the castle. “Crabbe, Goyle, bring her if you will.”
Crabbe grabbed her legs and lifted her while Goyle had her arms. He wrapped his hand over her mouth Between the two of them she wasn’t much weight.
“What about Ron and Harry?” she yelled ahead at Draco.
“Oh, them… It’s not a long spell. Leave them there to ponder all the delicious things that I get to do to you. They won’t be in danger. They’ll stay plenty warm in those ridiculous coats. I’d be more worried about what’s going to happen to you rather than your pathetic friends, m’dear,” Draco drawled, licking his lips slowly. “Lets go boys!”
Harry and Ron could do nothing but watch the four of them disappear into the castle. Ron watched until the door slammed shut. Why did he feel so turned on? ‘I’m jealous,’ he admitted to himself. ‘I want to be the one in there with Hermione.’ He had to put that out of his mind. It would never happen.
“Umm… what are we going to do, Harry?” Ron asked.
“I guess we’ll wait for now, but he’s going to be sorry when we get up!” Harry growled
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***EEK! I can’t believe I just wrote two chapters without sex! Holy cow. Well, this chapter was going to be longer, but I’m saving the sex for the next chapter.
It’s going to be some rough-ish sex. Not any sort of lovey-dovey romantic Draco falling in love with Hermione sex. If that’s not you’re thing, well, you’ll have to deal with it. It won’t be rape or anything like that, but Hermione will protest. We’ll see where it goes after that…
Thanks for reading, please review!!! Any thoughts, comments, questions, or suggestions are welcome!!***
***Disclaimer: I don’t own this shiznit. JKRowling IS the shiznit… sorry, I don’t actually talk like that***
Hermione stood up on a small mound of snow, looking down at the icy lake. Winter wasn’t her favorite season, but she couldn’t deny that it could be beautiful. And fun. She trudged back to the castle, kicking up bits of snow as she went.
Then, without warning, a snowball hit her shoulder. Hard. She cried out and looked to see who had thrown it. Over to her left, darting behind a statue was Draco. ‘He’s such a child,’ she thought, rolling her eyes.
BAM! Another one came, hitting her in the leg. She saw that, of course, Crabbe and Goyle had accompanied Malfoy. Not to be outdone, she bent down and grabbed and handful of snow and threw at at them. It hit Goyle’s bulky body square in the chest. All three of them threw snowballs at once and she threw herself to the ground, dodging them.
They played their cat and mouse game for about 5 minutes until she heard two yells from the castle. Ron and Harry were bounding towards her, pelting snowballs at their three enemies.
“How about we even things up, Malfoy!” Ron spat as he hit him dangerously close to his groin.
“Thanks guys,” Hermione smiled, furiously building her own snowballs. They flipped a bench on its side and used it for cover. It was actually a lot of fun, although none of them would have admitted it. It felt good to let loose and be kind of childish, although there was quite a bit of maliciousness behind some of those snowballs.
Suddenly a huge chunk of snow hit Hermione in the head as she peeked over the bench. She stumbled and fell backwards and just lay there, not moving. Ron and Harry yelled at the other three to stop (although it took them a while to actually do it) as they cleared the snow of Hermione’s head.
“Is she okay, Harry?” Ron asked worridly.
“Yeah, I think she’ll be fine. Just kinda stunned, I think,” Harry replied.
Without warning three hulking shadows were standing over them. Wands at the ready. “What’s going on here?” Draco asked menacingly.
“You big idiot,” Ron cried, launching himself at Draco, “you hit Hermione in the head!”
Crabbe stepped in and threw Ron to the ground. Ron quickly got back up but tried no more heroics. “Bloody idiot,” he muttered.
“What happened?” a groggy voice floated up from the ground. They all turned to see Hermione slowly sitting up, rubbing her head. She looked at Draco. “You bastard,” she growled.
“That’s not what you said last night, my little moaner,” Draco sneered.
“W-what? You’re such an dick,” Hermione spit out, her cheeks turning red.
“See you can’t stop thinking about it. You really enjoyed it, didn’t you?”
Ron and Harry looked at him incredulously. Of course he was just joking… wasn’t he? The look on Hermione’s face made them wonder, though. Why would she be blushing so much? ‘It must be the cold,’ they decided.
As one, the two boys jumped at Draco, but he was faster. “Petrificus totallus!” he cried twice, each boy falling into the snow. He stood there triumphantly and walked over to Hermione, roughly picking her up off the ground to her feet. “Hmmm,” he said in a sing song voice. “How would little Potty and Weasel like to see what a real man does with his women?” He grabbed Hermione around the waist and pulled her to close to him. He put a hand into her hair behind her head and roughly forced his mouth against hers. She was so shocked that he had his tongue into her mouth before she started to struggle.
“Get off of her you filthy rat!” Harry screamed, unable to move.
Hermione managed to get one arm out of Draco’s grip and moved to smack him. Goyle was there to stop her and restrained both arms at her sides. Draco kissed her deeper, grinding his pelvis into her. After about a minute, he released her. “Lets take this back to my room, shall we?” he grinned.
“You asshole! I don’t know what happened last night, but it is never happening again! NEVER!” Hermione spat in his face. Draco brought his gloved hand up and hit her across the cheek. Not hard, but enough to make her shut her mouth.
“Listen you little bitch, you will do as I say and you will like it, whether you admit it or not,” Draco said calmly and started walking back to the castle. “Crabbe, Goyle, bring her if you will.”
Crabbe grabbed her legs and lifted her while Goyle had her arms. He wrapped his hand over her mouth Between the two of them she wasn’t much weight.
“What about Ron and Harry?” she yelled ahead at Draco.
“Oh, them… It’s not a long spell. Leave them there to ponder all the delicious things that I get to do to you. They won’t be in danger. They’ll stay plenty warm in those ridiculous coats. I’d be more worried about what’s going to happen to you rather than your pathetic friends, m’dear,” Draco drawled, licking his lips slowly. “Lets go boys!”
Harry and Ron could do nothing but watch the four of them disappear into the castle. Ron watched until the door slammed shut. Why did he feel so turned on? ‘I’m jealous,’ he admitted to himself. ‘I want to be the one in there with Hermione.’ He had to put that out of his mind. It would never happen.
“Umm… what are we going to do, Harry?” Ron asked.
“I guess we’ll wait for now, but he’s going to be sorry when we get up!” Harry growled
~ * ~ * ~
***EEK! I can’t believe I just wrote two chapters without sex! Holy cow. Well, this chapter was going to be longer, but I’m saving the sex for the next chapter.
It’s going to be some rough-ish sex. Not any sort of lovey-dovey romantic Draco falling in love with Hermione sex. If that’s not you’re thing, well, you’ll have to deal with it. It won’t be rape or anything like that, but Hermione will protest. We’ll see where it goes after that…
Thanks for reading, please review!!! Any thoughts, comments, questions, or suggestions are welcome!!***