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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
22
Views:
35,581
Reviews:
25
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
4
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I do not own Harry Potter, I make no money from this, it is just a gift for a friend
A Predicament
Chapter Nine: A Predicament
Hermione woke up late—for her—the next morning; however, it was Saturday so it did not matter much. She stretched and turned her head towards where Draco should have been he was gone. She could hear the sound of the shower running as she got up from his bed and walked over to the bathroom door. Opening it, she went over to the tub and began running it, she added the scent of vanilla scented bubbles. Turning off the water and removing her skirt, Hermione got into the hot water, moaning as the hot temperatures relaxed her stiff muscles. Between Draco and Number One, her body was exhausted.
Draco got out of the shower and looked at her in the tub, her eyes were closed and a look of peace was on her face. He padded his way over to the tub; it was big enough to hold at least four people comfortably. He got in the water and lightly kicked over to her.
Hermione opened an eye, and looked at him. She could tell by the look in his eyes that he wanted to play ‘master’ again. She desperately wanted to tell him no, she was tired and she knew Number One was going to use her until she blacked out that night, but if she told Draco no, he would humiliate her and she was not ready to deal with that yet. Thus, she smiled seductively and said, “May I ask a question Master?”
Draco smirked, she had figured out what he wanted just from a look, “You may, Mudblood.” Hermione bit her tongue, she was tired of him calling her mudblood, but if she said anything she would just get punished for it. Although, Draco made sure she got pleasure out of the pain, Number one, just made sure she understood the lesson being taught to her. “Are you going to ask your question, or do I have to get it out of you?” Draco asked, while placing his hand in-between legs, lazily massaging her clit.
She gasped slightly, but the pleasure had not started to sink in yet. “Do—” She moaned as Draco took a taunt nipple into his mouth. “Do…have you ever intentionally hurt a woman when it wasn’t part of a sexual act, Master?”
Draco let go of her nipple with a pop and looked into her chocolate brown eyes, “I may be a Slytherin Granger, but I am not a woman beater. Hell I don’t even hurt girls when we are having sex, unless they like pain, and I know you do.” He pinched a nipple, receiving a moan from her, “That is why we are where we are now. Why do you ask such a weird question?”
Looking almost ashamed Hermione bit her lip and shook her head, not looking at Draco, “No Reason, Master, I was just thinking. My mind thinks about weird things like that.” She lied.
Draco could see that she was lying, but he didn’t push her, frankly he did not care. All he wanted to do was fuck. He leaned forward and began to kiss her neck, when she jumped slightly a whimpered. He had not bitten her; there was no reason for her to flinch like she had. Lifting his head he looked at her neck faint bruises covered her neck and looked like they were the shape of a hand. He touched the bruises and she winced. “What the fuck Granger, who did this to you? It wasn’t me; I don’t get off on strangling my lovers.”
Hermione shook her head again, “It’s nothing,” she laughs nervously, “Sometimes when I have nightmares I wake up with weird marks on my body.”
Draco shook his head, “You suck at lying Granger when you are exposed.” He got out of the water and walked over to the medicine chest. Opening it, he pulled out a blue jar filled with some type of salve. Walking back over to Hermione he got in the tub. He opened the jar and scooped some of the salve into his hand and moved his hand to her neck, she moved away from him.
“Please don’t.”
“Don’t be stupid Granger, this will heal it.”
“I know.”
“Then let me put it on you. I can’t have your gryffindork friends thinking I did this to you, or worse, the old kook.”
“I can just put glamour on it.”
Draco frowns, why she was being so stubborn? “Do as I say mudblood,” he said a stern tone in his voice.
The necklace vibrated with magic against her skin. The feeling of wanting to make him happy over took her, she wanted to let him heal her. She inched closer to him, even though part of her mind screamed no. If Number One saw that the marks were gone and not under glamour he would be very angry, he liked to make sure his reminders stayed around a while. Why had not she put a spell on the marks before she entered the bathroom? Draco put the salve on her bruises, his soft hand rubbing it into her skin. Immediately the bruises faded.
Draco sighed, “I guess we can’t fuck now. It’s breakfast time and we need to be at the meal. Nevertheless, I will fuck you tonight; I can promise you that Mudblood. Be back here by eight sharp. I’ll leave my bathroom door unlocked so you can get into my room. Don’t be late, or I will use the necklace to call you.” He then got out of the tub and left the bathroom. He did not give her a chance to tell him that she would not be able to make it, but then again she had no choice, he held the power of the necklace over her. She shuddered, Number one would not be happy about this. She did not even want to think about what he would do to her. She better enjoy the time she had with Draco, before she had to go to Number one late.
Hermione woke up late—for her—the next morning; however, it was Saturday so it did not matter much. She stretched and turned her head towards where Draco should have been he was gone. She could hear the sound of the shower running as she got up from his bed and walked over to the bathroom door. Opening it, she went over to the tub and began running it, she added the scent of vanilla scented bubbles. Turning off the water and removing her skirt, Hermione got into the hot water, moaning as the hot temperatures relaxed her stiff muscles. Between Draco and Number One, her body was exhausted.
Draco got out of the shower and looked at her in the tub, her eyes were closed and a look of peace was on her face. He padded his way over to the tub; it was big enough to hold at least four people comfortably. He got in the water and lightly kicked over to her.
Hermione opened an eye, and looked at him. She could tell by the look in his eyes that he wanted to play ‘master’ again. She desperately wanted to tell him no, she was tired and she knew Number One was going to use her until she blacked out that night, but if she told Draco no, he would humiliate her and she was not ready to deal with that yet. Thus, she smiled seductively and said, “May I ask a question Master?”
Draco smirked, she had figured out what he wanted just from a look, “You may, Mudblood.” Hermione bit her tongue, she was tired of him calling her mudblood, but if she said anything she would just get punished for it. Although, Draco made sure she got pleasure out of the pain, Number one, just made sure she understood the lesson being taught to her. “Are you going to ask your question, or do I have to get it out of you?” Draco asked, while placing his hand in-between legs, lazily massaging her clit.
She gasped slightly, but the pleasure had not started to sink in yet. “Do—” She moaned as Draco took a taunt nipple into his mouth. “Do…have you ever intentionally hurt a woman when it wasn’t part of a sexual act, Master?”
Draco let go of her nipple with a pop and looked into her chocolate brown eyes, “I may be a Slytherin Granger, but I am not a woman beater. Hell I don’t even hurt girls when we are having sex, unless they like pain, and I know you do.” He pinched a nipple, receiving a moan from her, “That is why we are where we are now. Why do you ask such a weird question?”
Looking almost ashamed Hermione bit her lip and shook her head, not looking at Draco, “No Reason, Master, I was just thinking. My mind thinks about weird things like that.” She lied.
Draco could see that she was lying, but he didn’t push her, frankly he did not care. All he wanted to do was fuck. He leaned forward and began to kiss her neck, when she jumped slightly a whimpered. He had not bitten her; there was no reason for her to flinch like she had. Lifting his head he looked at her neck faint bruises covered her neck and looked like they were the shape of a hand. He touched the bruises and she winced. “What the fuck Granger, who did this to you? It wasn’t me; I don’t get off on strangling my lovers.”
Hermione shook her head again, “It’s nothing,” she laughs nervously, “Sometimes when I have nightmares I wake up with weird marks on my body.”
Draco shook his head, “You suck at lying Granger when you are exposed.” He got out of the water and walked over to the medicine chest. Opening it, he pulled out a blue jar filled with some type of salve. Walking back over to Hermione he got in the tub. He opened the jar and scooped some of the salve into his hand and moved his hand to her neck, she moved away from him.
“Please don’t.”
“Don’t be stupid Granger, this will heal it.”
“I know.”
“Then let me put it on you. I can’t have your gryffindork friends thinking I did this to you, or worse, the old kook.”
“I can just put glamour on it.”
Draco frowns, why she was being so stubborn? “Do as I say mudblood,” he said a stern tone in his voice.
The necklace vibrated with magic against her skin. The feeling of wanting to make him happy over took her, she wanted to let him heal her. She inched closer to him, even though part of her mind screamed no. If Number One saw that the marks were gone and not under glamour he would be very angry, he liked to make sure his reminders stayed around a while. Why had not she put a spell on the marks before she entered the bathroom? Draco put the salve on her bruises, his soft hand rubbing it into her skin. Immediately the bruises faded.
Draco sighed, “I guess we can’t fuck now. It’s breakfast time and we need to be at the meal. Nevertheless, I will fuck you tonight; I can promise you that Mudblood. Be back here by eight sharp. I’ll leave my bathroom door unlocked so you can get into my room. Don’t be late, or I will use the necklace to call you.” He then got out of the tub and left the bathroom. He did not give her a chance to tell him that she would not be able to make it, but then again she had no choice, he held the power of the necklace over her. She shuddered, Number one would not be happy about this. She did not even want to think about what he would do to her. She better enjoy the time she had with Draco, before she had to go to Number one late.