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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
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Adult ++
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3,170
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7
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1. Realizations
Draco Malfoy has everything he could ever ask for. He's got a great job as an Auror for the Ministry, a great reputation that includes a high magnitude of respect, everything that any normal person would die for. He could have even more with a mere snap of his fingers. And yet he thinks, 'It's just not enough anymore, getting everything I want at the drop of a hat. I suppose I miss the chase.’ He looks down at his secretary of three weeks covered in sweat and panting, wondering how he got to this point. 'Great. I've reduced myself to fucking my own secretaries and then firing them when they expect a relationship. What has happened to me? I use to be Slytherin Sex God.'
The woman, Diana, finally screams out in pleasure, ensuring her climax. Draco pulls out of her and rolls over to his side. He doesn’t bother entertaining her or making sure she enjoyed herself. She would be gone soon enough, just like the rest of them.
He pulls himself up and exit’s the bedroom. Diana had started to giggle and moan, a sure sign that she wanted more, be it another round or some after-sex talking. Either way it didn't matter to him; he didn't want to go through with it.
Down in his living room, Draco turns on the tellie and channel surfs. Of course, nothing is on. Suddenly he stops on a channel with a music video playing. He doesn’t recognize the song, but it interested him. He lets it stay on that channel and allowed himself to let his mind drift away. ‘Maybe if Potter hadn't destroyed my father, then I would be happier. But alas, there's no changing the past once it is written, or so the saying goes.
‘Potter probably has everything he wants now, too. Except he's probably happy about it. Damn him, the lucky bitch. Why did he have to join my Auror team? Why couldn‘t he just have joined Weasle in playing Quidditch for the Chudley Cannons?’ Draco thinks exasperatedly. ‘Psh, lousy team anyway if you ask me.’
While Draco no longer completely despised The-Boy-Who-Lived, he was still disgusted by even the slightest thought of Ronald Weasley. Something about him just set Draco off like fireworks. ‘Isn’t he and Granger engaged now?’
A knock on the window drives him away from his thoughts. He peers out the window to his left, only to see Potter's owl, Hedwig. ‘Seems like we have another mission,’ he thinks with a groan.
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Okay, so it's not long... at all. I'm sorry! I promise the next one will be! I just wanted to get this one started. Please R&R.
Draco Malfoy has everything he could ever ask for. He's got a great job as an Auror for the Ministry, a great reputation that includes a high magnitude of respect, everything that any normal person would die for. He could have even more with a mere snap of his fingers. And yet he thinks, 'It's just not enough anymore, getting everything I want at the drop of a hat. I suppose I miss the chase.’ He looks down at his secretary of three weeks covered in sweat and panting, wondering how he got to this point. 'Great. I've reduced myself to fucking my own secretaries and then firing them when they expect a relationship. What has happened to me? I use to be Slytherin Sex God.'
The woman, Diana, finally screams out in pleasure, ensuring her climax. Draco pulls out of her and rolls over to his side. He doesn’t bother entertaining her or making sure she enjoyed herself. She would be gone soon enough, just like the rest of them.
He pulls himself up and exit’s the bedroom. Diana had started to giggle and moan, a sure sign that she wanted more, be it another round or some after-sex talking. Either way it didn't matter to him; he didn't want to go through with it.
Down in his living room, Draco turns on the tellie and channel surfs. Of course, nothing is on. Suddenly he stops on a channel with a music video playing. He doesn’t recognize the song, but it interested him. He lets it stay on that channel and allowed himself to let his mind drift away. ‘Maybe if Potter hadn't destroyed my father, then I would be happier. But alas, there's no changing the past once it is written, or so the saying goes.
‘Potter probably has everything he wants now, too. Except he's probably happy about it. Damn him, the lucky bitch. Why did he have to join my Auror team? Why couldn‘t he just have joined Weasle in playing Quidditch for the Chudley Cannons?’ Draco thinks exasperatedly. ‘Psh, lousy team anyway if you ask me.’
While Draco no longer completely despised The-Boy-Who-Lived, he was still disgusted by even the slightest thought of Ronald Weasley. Something about him just set Draco off like fireworks. ‘Isn’t he and Granger engaged now?’
A knock on the window drives him away from his thoughts. He peers out the window to his left, only to see Potter's owl, Hedwig. ‘Seems like we have another mission,’ he thinks with a groan.
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Okay, so it's not long... at all. I'm sorry! I promise the next one will be! I just wanted to get this one started. Please R&R.