Broomsticks and Bondage

Lucky Chapter Seven

She looked at him modestly as she stood in her stilettos, wobbling slightly, and turning around as not to face him as she started to remove the clothes she borrowed from Ginny

“No. Turn around. I want to watch you undress.” Hermione let out a deep sigh and then reluctantly turned around and let the minidress fall to the floor as Draco reveled in her nakedness.

She slipped the red dress on while Draco’s lustful eyes danced in the light of the disco ball. Orbs of green were thrown about the room creating an ambience that set the mood for things to come. When she had dressed Draco stood and slinked towards her. Lifting her leg to his side he caressed her leg, running his hand up her thigh and then she was being lifted around his waist, her legs straddling him as they stood in the corner alone, away from everyone else. Nobody else existed for Hermione. His icy hot eyes were only on her.

“This is how I like you.” Draco said, his mouth ever so close to kissing Hermione. She could feel him holding back but he was treading dangerously close to breaking his own rule.

“So you like me now do you?”

“Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

“Tell me first.” Hermione said with a sparkle in her eye.

“I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you hard and long Granger.”

“Well quit talking and do it already.” Draco plunged his mouth down over Hermione’s. The ferocity of his kiss made Hermione respond with an aggressiveness of her own. Hermione pulled away from his kiss.

“I thought you didn’t like to kiss girls?”

“Fondness for Gryffindor girls.” He had a ravenous appetite as he laid Hermione on his bed and climbed on top of her. He forced her legs apart and tore her panties off.

“Glad to know that Gryffindor’s are worthy of your kiss.”

“Do I need to gag you again, or do you want to get laid? Besides, you are the first Gyffindor girl that has ever been down here in Slytherin.” Draco smirked at Hermione and then continued what he was doing. He buried his head into her soft wet mound and then like a lightning bolt Hermione felt her body surge. She let out a moan and Draco looked up at her devilishly from between her legs. His fingers were exploring her while his tongue flicked across her most sensitive area. He was sucking her so good and Hermione could once again feel her climax building. Suddenly he stopped. He rolled over next to her a perplexed look on his face as he stared at the ceiling.

“You should have told me.”

Confused, Hermione rolled over to hold him.

“Told you what?”

“That you’re a fucking virgin. I mean I knew you weren’t experienced but I figured the Weasel nailed you at least once.” Hermione could feel a floodgate of tears behind her eyes.

“It just never happened. What’s the big deal?”

“It’s a big deal to you that’s what the fucking big deal is.”

“I want this Draco. I have to lose it sometime don’t I? Come on. I want this night to be my first.”

“Get up Granger. We are done here.” Draco threw his shirt over his back and pulled his trousers on. He looked at Hermione lying so innocently on the bed and then left her there. The tears burst from her eyes immediately. She had always felt like an outcast to some extent. Always the brainy girl that wasn’t the prettiest, wasn’t the most popular and now she felt like a disease. She opened herself up to Draco Malfoy and he has once again crushed her beyond reproach. She knew she asked for this. Leopards don’t change their spots and Malfoy was Malfoy, now and always.

She packed her trunk and headed for the door calling out to Ginny as she stood overlooking the party below. Ginny pulled the curtain open to reveal a sleeping Blaise. She put her finger to her mouth to shush Hermione before stepping out.

“Having a good time with Blaise?” Hermione said holding back tears.

“Not really. I thought it would be more exciting then it was. He kisses well but that’s about it. You ready to go then. I would like to get out of here before Pansy Parkinson starts in with me again. Least I got her back, even if I did have to mick Blaise so he would stop pawing at me. I’m thinking maybe I need to slow down. Things are going to fast lately. Maybe I was too hard on Harry. What do you think?”

“Yeah, Harry. That would be great Gin.”

“Hermione? What’s wrong? Did that dickhead Malfoy hurt you? I’ll hit him with the bat-bogey hex again if he did anything to hurt you.”

“Apparently Gryffindor virgins are not in style with Slytherin men.”

“Fuck em! You can do so much better then Malfoy Mione. You ready to go then?”

“Yeah, thanks Ginny.”

“Oh crap I forgot my wand. I left it on Blaise’s bed. Just give me one second.” In all the commotion, Hermione had forgotten her own wand. She could not remember if she had even brought it tonight. Had she left it back at Gryffindor or was it in Draco’s bed. She hurried back to look for it when she heard over the loud music.

“Petrificus Totalus!” Thud. Hermione ran to see what had happened.

“Ginny are you alright! I heard someone cast…a…”

“Hey, mudblood. Don’t worry about your friend, she will be okay once the spell wears off. I heard what she said about micking me. Looks like the bitch had it coming. Never did like redheads, now I remember why.”

“Well if I could just take my friend with me and go. I’ll be seeing you Blaise. Your right. I guess she did have it coming.” Something about Blaise’s tone didn’t sit well with Hermione. She lifted the frozen block that was Ginny from the floor and then scanned the floor, desperate for her wand. She was faster and better with the wand then Blaise, no question about it. How could she come to Slytherin without her wand. She couldn’t leave Ginny there frozen like a block of petrified wood. She had to get both of them out of there. Blaise was being extra creepy tonight. Hermione never liked him. Not that she likes Malfoy either, but Blaise was the number two guy in Slytherin, second only to Draco and could be pretty terrible when he wanted to be.

“Why go? You were upset a minute ago that Draco wouldn’t fuck you. You know…” Blaise had a sinister smile playing across his face. “Not all Slytherins have an aversion to Gryffindor virgins. The idea really turns me on. Come on little Gryffindor witch let’s have a good time.” Blaise reached out and took Hermione forcefully by the arms. Where is my wand where is my goddamn wand.

“Do you want the cuffs or the ropes or the harness. Has Draco broken you in on that yet? Probably not. Never seen him use it. In any case we are going to have a whole lotta fun mudblood.”

“No we aren’t now let me go!” Hermione kicked Blaise as hard as she could sending him flying backwards onto the floor. She jumped off his bed and leaped for the curtain that Blaise had pulled shut. He grabbed her foot and yanked backwards. Now the two lay on the floor struggling against each other. It was no use she couldn’t fight Blaise off of her. He had her arms pinned to the floor as he sat on top.

“I love it when you fight.”

“Let me go!” Blaise was licking Hermione’s face with his snakelike tongue. Writhing underneath him Hermione said the only thing she could think of to make him stop. He was fumbling with his pants and she knew what was coming next and she was determined that she wasn’t going to lose something she cherished like her virginity to Blaise. Not tonight and not any night.

“Do you see the mark on my neck? That’s Draco’s mark. I belong to him.”

“I know you do skank but I’ve been taking his leftovers for years. I can’t pass up an opportunity this good now. Draco will understand. Now roll over I want to fuck you from behind.”

“NO he won’t! He won’t understand. He kissed me just now.” Blaise stopped when he heard this, as if he was weighing his options.

“Stop moving. I’m going to fuck you hard and hurt you if don’t stop.”

“The hell you will!” Draco was standing over Blaise now.

“Draco how do you make her submit to you? I’m not having any luck with this one.”

“Hermione did he hurt you?” Draco said, ignoring Blaise for the moment. “Because I’m trying to decide which of the Unforgivable Curses to use on you Blaise. It’s a toss up between Crucio!,” Draco pointed his wand and shouted and green light burst from his wand. Blaise was screaming in torturous agony. Draco only held it on him for a moment and when it stopped Blaise lay in a sobbing heap on the floor. “Or maybe what you did tonight deserves the Avada…”

“No!” The defenseless Blaise screamed out.

“Your lucky I’m feeling generous tonight. Hermione, your wand. “ Draco handed Hermione back her wand. Hermione looked on in disbelief. Draco had cast the Cruciatus curse on his best friend without even raising his voice. Hermione brushed herself off and took the wand from Draco.

“I’m sorry I left you up here with him. It was a mistake on my part. I knew you left your wand downstairs and I wanted to get it before we left together. You really can’t leave anything around these guys. Best hold onto that in the future.” Draco reached out to take Hermione’s hand, the trademark Malfoy smirk evident. As he stepped over Blaise who was apologizing profusely in a heap on the floor, he kicked him hard in the ribs twice without ever losing that graceful or cordial voice.

“Wait a minute. When you said we were done here…You meant…”

“Let’s get out of here. Did you want your first time to be in a dungeon? I had planned to take you to the forest with the dragons. Thought that would be exciting. Something to remember for your first time.”

“Dragons? I think really the company is what matters. It isn’t about that. It’s about the sensations, remember?”

“Touche.”

Ginny was alright after the spell from Blaise’s wand wore off. They took her back to Gryffindor and then Draco and Hermione went for a walk around the school. Conversation was awkward, as neither Draco nor Hermione knew how to be friendly to each other. Finally after one too many awkward silences Draco spoke.

“Goodnight Granger. Sorry things turned out the way they did.”

“Doesn’t have to end here.” Hermione wrapped her arms around Draco’s neck.

“I’m not the guy you need.”

“Shouldn’t I be the judge of that? I mean…I always beat you in every test we took. So maybe on this one you should leave the decision up to me.

“Granger. Everything got messed up. You almost got hurt because of me. I don’t play The Game to subject women to pain for my own personal satisfaction. What Blaise did was wrong. He and I are different.”

“I know.” Hermione said smiling up at Draco’s worrisome face. He appeared so serious, like he had finally realized something about himself or about his friends. Hermione wasn’t sure which it was but for the first time in his life he was thinking about somebody other then himself and that was enough for Hermione.

“So I should leave.” Draco said but his actions didn’t agree. They were standing in the empty corridor in some aimless destination wherever they had happened to stop when the conversation died and the explanation from Draco started. Draco moved towards Hermione his arms pinning her once again to the wall. Hermione felt her exuberance returning as she wrapped her arms and legs around the manly Slytherin.

“I really do love this dress on you.” Draco said fumbling with the spaghetti straps that lay loose on Hermione’s shoulder.

“Yeah but you have to go remember?” Hermione said coyly.

“Yeah. Guess I’ll be heading back now.” Draco held her face in his hands and kissed her cheek softly.

“Yeah. Although…” Hermione kissed his chin.

“Yeah?” Draco squeezed Hermione’s breast in his hand over her dress and pushed his hard dick against her grinding himself against her.

“There’s a room on the other side of this wall,” Hermione said smitten.

“Yeah. I know.” Draco held her by the chin, his steely eyes looking deeply into Hermione’s eyes.

“It’s the Room of Requirement.” Hermione’s hand moved over Draco’s bulge.

“Mmm Hmm.” Draco mashed harder against Hermione her legs tight around Draco’s body against the door of the Room of Requirement.

“Fuck me Draco. I need you.” Hermione said, her lustful eyes gazing up into her enemies face.

“Not tonight.” Draco’s mouth crashed down over Hermione’s. His tongue entered her mouth forcefully and with purpose. She licked his lips and sucked at his tongue quenching her desire.

“No?” Hermione said finally.

“No. Tomorrow I’ll fuck you. Tonight I’m going to make love to you.” The door to the Room of Requirement opened and they found themselves inside a dungeon. There were whips and cuffs and lubricants and ropes. Draco looked around. “I didn’t do this I swear it!”

“I know.” Hermione jumped in Draco’s arms. He spun her around and threw her roughly on the bed. Hermione ferociously tore at his shirt as Draco yanked and pulled at her dress, their clothes in a pile on the floor. In an uncharacteristic move Hermione rolled over, quickly flipping Draco over on his back so she was now on top of him. She had the upper hand now. She had him where she wanted him and she was going to have him.

Click

“I did it.”

A surprised Draco Malfoy looked up to find his hands cuffed to the bedpost