Any Other Day

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One of His Games


There was nothing abnormal about this day. Hermione tied back long reddish brown curls of her hair with ease while sliding out of her bed. The ribbon she used was only for days when Griffyndor played. After fastening the streamers of gold and maroon to her locks she wandered into her closet. Thanking her own abilities endlessly, for only the Head girl and boy received quarters equipped with spacious walk in closets. Hermione had been so proud to have received the news in the summer before her seventh year but her rapture was halted by an extreme loss of faith in the judgement of Professor Dumbledore when Harry sent this to her by owl.

Hermione,
Who didn’t think you would be Head Girl?! Ron and I are looking forward to Griffyndor parties in your common room. Unfortunately… The Head Boy …Malfoy will be his usually self. Sorry to have to tell you but its true. Ron is livid. He doesn’t even know about how much time you guys will be forced to spend with each other but Im sure he’ll take that equally as well. But remember if you ever need us well be around to bug the hell out of Malfoy. Can’t wait to see you.

Harry

She couldn’t stand it at first but that was a week ago and since then Malfoy had been his normal self and she found herself dealing. Well not really she had been avoiding him. She pulled out her school uniform. The skirt, tie and vest. But she did not need her robes. As she pulled up her skirt she noticed that her legs had seemed longer and maybe the skirt was a bit short… but, oh well this was only Quidditch. The large all marble bathroom was gorgeous and very luxurious. But once again she had to share it with him.

She listened before opening the door to see if he was present but heard nothing and began to waltz in. That was the last thing Hermione wanted was to see Draco Malfoy wet and naked. In actuallity she assumed she could make it throught the year without seeing him much at all. But the moment she walked past the shower she found herself seeing very much of Draco. He was still behind the glass inside the shower and had not noticed her presence. Hermione freaked turning the nearest corner with only a mirror revealing malfoy’s physique to her. Had the universe turned inside out?! He was so toned and strong looking with chiseled features only a mastermind could have envisioned. His hair was typical. Blinding platinum sleeked back as if not even water could put one strand out of place. had she not noticed him all week. How could she miss it? His body was flawless. Even his eyes seemed to have a newfound gleam behind their silver iris’. Hermione new she would be caught. She was panicking. Just as her head turned to run, an arm shot out and secured itself around her own spinning her around and pushing her against the shower door. She was mortified not only that but scared as well. She stared straight into the steel colored eyes of a half naked newly strong Draco Malfoy.

“I can’t believe you left you room. I would think you be afraid to see me. I know you have been avoiding me. Tell me what about me scares you so?” smirking in the most devilish possible way, the words slithered from his mouth to her ear so softly that it terrified her even more.
“I’m not scared of you.” she stated very unconvincingly.

“Oh? Well then lets see if we can make you scared.” He couldn’t help but smile he was getting to her and he loved every second that passed that she trembled as he pinned her beneath him.
He began to allow his hand to travel all the while hold her with the other.
She winced and trembled under his touch. His hand slid down her side to her waist caressing her tender skin with his thumb all the way down then sweeping back up to her breast. He did all this but never took his eyes off hers.
“Stop it.” She wriggled but he was stronger than she, just as she had feared.
“Tell me you’re afraid of me.”
“No, I’m not, let me go Malfoy!”
he didn’t he just let his eyes study her. Her hair was longer softer and finer allowing it to fall in large ringlets instead of bushy waves. Her skin had been thoroughly kissed by the sun no doubt from the summer months and her legs had grown long and slender. Her skirt was way to short and her breasts had gotten much more full. She was a magnificent creature. He couldn’t help but think about how she was probably still a virgin. His assumptions were correct. Smirking ever so much her stared at her.
She knew what he was doing and it disgusted her a lot less than she thought it would.
“You know we do live in the same dormitory.” he was so perverted.
“You are the most fowl creature I have ever known! Let me go!”
He did finally and she just stood there glaring at him. Why wasn’t she running off the tell Potter and Weasly? he wondered.
So he took advantage of the situation. He dropped the towel and exposedimself smiling. Hermione was shocked she quickly grabbed the towel and held it up in front of him
“What are you doing!?”
“Well that’s why you came in here right?”
“No! I came in to brush my teeth!”
He grabbed the towel and held it where Hermione had.
“What is up with you? First you assualt me and then you expose yourself…” but before she could do anything else he flipped the towel over head and used it to pull her into him. Then he kissed her…passionately, forcefully, possesively. She tried to push him away but held held on to her and fixed his arms about her waist. She could feel hersefl giving in she slowly stopped fighting and kissed him back
What am I doing? she thought.
She managed to turn her head to the side and get out,
“Draco stop, I can’t do this with you.”
He stopped trying to force her and his eyes lost their glaze. He just held her there.
“This is too weird.”
He had wanted the Mudblood, badly. As he released his arms he moved away from her. He walked toward the door and said “Sorry” very quickly and left leaving her in shock and a little hungry for more.

Draco cursed at himself.
What am I doing? I wanted to hold her, touch her. Why? What was special about her? Nothing. She was Potter’s friend…a mudblood. It was just her body…not her. (Sigh) I’m losing my mind.

From that point on Hermione could not stop thinking about what happened that day. Now she was really avoiding him. Why did he do that? Was he just horny? probably….I’ll just ignore it. I was just one of his games.


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