Dear Diary

Dear Diary

Chapter 1

It was an evening in early October and Hermione had just taken a bath. Now she sat on her bed in her bathrobe, writing in her diary. So much had happened since she started school in September and she just had to tell someone about it. She couldn’t tell her friends because they wouldn’t understand. She was sure of it.

Oct. 4th 1997

Dear Diary
I need to tell you something really important. I can’t tell anyone about this, not even my best friends, because they wouldn’t understand. I would just die if they ever found out what I dream about well happen every night.
You remember what I told when we started school again in September. That I’ve become Head Girl and that HE has become Head Boy. I dreaded it, because we have to share common room and bathroom. Since then many things have happend.

I have walked in on him and a girl many times. At first they were only kissing and making out, but lately they do more. I have actually seen him getting a blowjob more than once and also him going down on the girl and most of the times it has been someone new. I have heard them during the nights in his bedroom. I think at the beginning of all of this it was an accident that I saw them, but now he does it on purpose. I think he likes to see me being uncomfortable with the situation.

What he doesn’t know is that it turns me on. Not at first but now it does. I think it started after I walked in on him while he was taking a shower.
I hadn’t heard him and I had to go to the bathroom and there he was: completely naked and wet. He looked so gorgeous. (I can’t believe I just said that!) I hurried out before he noticed me, but I haven’t been able to forget what I saw. He has a very muscular body, not too small and not too big. It’s just the right size. He has a tattoo on his back and of cause it’s a dragon. What else could it be when it’s him. His bum is nice, firm and squeezable. His cock, oh my God, it’s absolutely fine, long and thick. Ok I know I have only seen one cock in my life but his looked large to me.
Ever since that day I’ve had fantasies about him.

I told you, you would be shocked.

I have been eavesdropping outside his bedroom when ever he would have a girl in there. Listening to what they were doing and saying. Hearing how they would pleasure each other is very erotic.
Just writing about it makes me wet. I have to do something about it.

Then she just had to stop writing and take care of her very wet pussy, not knowing that a pair of steely grey eyes was watching her through a crack in the bathroom door to her room.

Draco had just entered the bathroom when he heard a moan coming from Grangers room. He wondered what the Gryffindor virgin was doing and with whom she was doing it with. She had never brought a boy to her room, at least not what he knew of.
He had never seen her with any other boys than of cause Krum and the Gryffindors. So it had to be one of them, he imagined. He just had to see who it was she was with. He tried to open the door a little but the door was locked and he couldn’t open it without his wand which was in his bedroom. So he crouched down in front of the door to look trough a crack in the wooden door. What he saw was something he would never forget.

On the bed was Granger with only her bathrobe on. She had opened it up so he could see that she was completely naked and her pussy was nicely shaved. His cock went rock hard at the sight before him. He couldn’t see any one else in the room but his view was limited to the bed.
If he hadn’t seen it with his own two eyes he wouldn’t have believed it. Granger was extremely wet and she was pleasuring herself.
He could see how she massaged her breast, pinching her pink nipples hard, moving one of her hands down to her cunt, thrusting one finger inside and then two fingers inside, stopping at three. She kept on thrusting them in and out for a while, moving faster and pinching harder. She removed her fingers from her pussy and started to suck on them instead as if they were a cock.

“Oh my God this was so hot to watch.” He thought to himself. He wished it was his cock she was sucking instead of her fingers.

When she had licked her fingers clean of her juices she moved them down to her pussy again and started to fuck herself again and she didn’t stop. This time bringing herself to climax.
He almost climaxed himself without even touching himself. It was that hot. He really needed a girl tonight but it was well past midnight and everybody would be asleep. He wondered who she was fantasying about. He knew who he would be fantasying about later.

Granger.

He kept on watching her but she didn’t do anything to herself. She was just writing in a book of some kind. Maybe it was a journal where she wrote about her fantasies and if it was he would love to read it.

Hermione had stopped pleasuring herself once she had climaxed. When she had calmed down she grabbed her diary again and continued writing.

Okay I’m back. I’ve taking care of my little “problem”. You must be wondering what I fantasised about. Ok, I’ll tell you.

I dreamt that I was lying down on my bed just like I was a couple of minutes ago in my bathrobe, just finished a bath. I would be running my hands up and down my body. He had watched me taking my bath and he was watching me caress myself. He would slowly come closer to my bed and bend slightly over me then he would start to rob my feet and slowly move up along my legs. At first I didn’t notice him. I was so caught up in my fantasy about him but when he started to massage my thighs and his semi-long hair tickled my stomach and upper thighs then I would wake from my state of half asleep and half awaken and scream:

“Malfoy, what are you doing in here? Get out!”

He lifted his head and smiled a mischievous smile at me and began caressing me again. I tried to move away from him but he held me down saying:
“Relax Granger I’m only trying to help you out. You looked like you needed a hand.”

“I do not need a hand and if I did it wouldn’t be from you. I would most certainly choose someone else.” I said.

“I just thought you wanted someone who knows what he’s doing and not a boy who doesn’t know what to do with a body like this. So just lay back and enjoy.” He said.

By then he had reached my stomach with his hand.

“Oh, I do need a man but I don’t want him do know that I need him, not any man, HIM. Malfoy.” I thought.
I was so aroused and he hadn’t even touched my most private parts yet.

“Come on Granger. You know you want me to touch you.” He said in a husky voice

“Please don’t. No I don’t want you.” I said. Of cause that was a lie and he knew it. He could see desire and pure lust in my eyes.

He started to massage my breast and squeeze my nipples. I arched my back so my breast came closer to his hand.

“I can see you want me. Why don’t you just admit it and let me do this, you already know how good I am with my hands. Don’t you want to know how my mouth and tongue would feel on your body?”

Every word and every touch made me even more aroused and he knew it. I could see it in his eyes. He knew I wanted him. He just wanted me to say it.

“Oh the torture. How could I admit it to HIM? My tormenter, my enemy, my fantasy.”

I was trying to push his hands away but he grabbed them and pinned them down above my head with one hand and with his other hand he took the belt from my bathrobe and tied my hands above my head to the bedpost. Now he had both hands to ravage my body and my God he did.
His hands felt so good. It felt as if I was on fire.
I had closed my legs when he had went for my stomach and breasts but now he was headed for my legs again and I knew he wanted me to open up for him again. But I kept my legs closed. I didn’t want him to know how wet he had made me. He rubbed my thighs and sides trying to make me open up for him.

“Come on, Granger open your legs for me so I can taste your sweet cunt.”

I wanted it so bad but I couldn’t let him know that. I didn’t know what to do. I wanted him to do whatever he wanted with me. But what would everybody think if they found out. Then as if he had read my mind, he whispered in my ear:

“I won’t tell anybody if you don’t want me to.”

I turned my head and opened my eyes to look at him for any sign that he wasn’t sincere.
All I could see was pure lust in his now dark eyes. I just knew that he was being truthful. He didn’t have that smug mischievous smile on his face that I knew so well. He looked like he really wanted this.

He was silently begging me to open up for him and who was I to deny him this when I wanted it just as much.

He looked up at me with lust filled eyes and then he started his magic. He started to kiss and nip my earlobe and slowly he moved to my neck still kissing and his hands were still massaging my breasts. Then I could feel how he sucked at my neck. I was sure that would leave a mark, but I didn’t care. He could do anything to my right now. I slowly opened my legs and I could feel that I was soaking wet. My juices dripped into the bathrobe which was still under me. He moved down to my breasts and started to lick and suck my nipples into his hot mouth. He gently bit one of them while he rolled the other one between his fingers. Afterwards he switch nipple. His hands started to move down towards my most private parts and his mouth slowly went the same way.
He really was talented with his tongue. His hands reached my thighs and he robbed tiny circles up towards my cunt. When he reached it he let a finger caress my pussylips. I could hear him moan silently and say:

“You are so hot and wet. I have wanted to taste you for so long.”

His fingers reached for my must sensitive part and it felt so good I moaned out loud.

“You like this?” he asked and my only answer was another loud moan.

Then I felt his tongue on my clit and it felt like electricity shot through my entire body. At first he used small licks at my clit but then he started to lick my entire pussy trying to drink all my juices. But I just got even more wet with each lick. He slowly pushed his tongue inside me and it made me buck my hips up. It felt so damn good to be fucked by his tongue. He thrust a finger inside me and it felt even better than his tongue. At the same time he licked my clit.
I wished I could reach down and grab his hair and push his face and especially his magically tongue all the way inside me. But I couldn’t. My hands were still tied to the bedpost. It was so arousing that I couldn’t do anything to stop him from touching me, not that I wanted to. I wished this feeling would last forever.
He put another finger inside me and started to move them in and out in a slow tempo. He practically drove me insane with desire. I tried to make him move his fingers faster by bucking my hips against his face and fingers but he kept his slow rhythm. It was like torture.

“Please, faster.” I started to beg him.

He only lifted his head and smiled at me and he also pulled out his fingers from inside me. He moved his fingers up alongside my body until they were right in front of my mouth. His fingers were so close I could smell my own arousal and my juices was dripping from his fingers and on to my lips. I licked my lips tasting myself.

“You like the taste of yourself?” he asked me with a low voice.

“Yes” I mumbled. A bit embarrassed to reveal such a private thing to him.
He just said that he liked it too and that I should have some more. He stroked my lips with his fingers and I opened my mouth to welcome his fingers inside. I started to lick them clean and I could hear that he enjoyed it as much as I did.

“That’s quit a talented mouth you got there, maybe we should try something else another time.” He said.

At first I didn’t know what he meant but then I realised that he was talking about his cock. I had never tried that kind of sex before but the thought was very arousing. I already imagined what it would be like to do.

“Oh you naughty girl, I know what you’re thinking but we wont go there yet. Right now it’s all about you.” He whispered in my ear.

Then he started to lick a path all the way from my earlobe and down to my breasts.
Gently biting my neck which sent shivers down my spine. He moved his hands down to my breasts and pinched my nipples and it hurt a little but it was a pleasurably hurt. I arched my back at the wonderful feeling. I didn’t even know I liked a little pain.
He sucked on my left nipple and rolled and pinched the right one. Then he licked a path to my right nipple and switched nipple. It made them even harder than they already were. He licked down to my stomach and licked around my naval, dipping his tongue in it. He moved further down and by the time he reached my pussy my breasts and stomach was covered in sweat and his saliva. It was so hot.
He licked all the way to the top of my womanhood and stopped there. He didn’t even touch my throbbing clit. Instead he blew at it and touched my thighs with feathery touches. It was such a turn on, that he barely touch me. I tried to make him touch and lick me by twisting and bucking my hips up against his mouth and fingers. But he was too quick for me. He just moved his head and hands and said:

“Oh, no, no, no I decide how fast this is going.”

When I stopped twisting and bucking he continued the slow torture for what felt like hours but it probably wasn’t more than a few minutes.

“Please, stop this torture. It’s driving me crazy.”

And then he stopped touching me and just looked up at me.

“Tell me what you want.” He said in the sexiest voice I have ever heard.

“I want you to…please don’t make me say it, I can’t.”

I just couldn’t tell him what I really wanted from him. It was so much easier when he just did those wonderful things to me. I have never expressed that kind of thing out loud before, only in my mind.

“I will not do anything to you unless you tell me what you need me to do.” He said in that sexy voice again.

“No I can’t do it,” I thought to myself, “I would just die if I did. But I really want him to touch and lick me again. I’m sure I will go insane if he don’t do it again.”

“Come on, Granger, just tell me what you need and you can have it right now.” He practically begged me.

“Malfoy begging me, Hermione Granger, now that’s a first.”

I could feel him move between my legs. It felt like he was moving away from me.

“Please don’t leave.” I begged him.

“I need you to…” I started

“Yes?”

“I need you to…touch me. I want to feel that wonderful feeling again.” I said in almost a whisper.

I could feel how my cheeks got hot from the embarrassment of admitting it to him.

“How do you want me to touch you?” he asked me in that low sexy voice of his.

I fought with myself. My mind told me not to say anything, but my body wanted his hands and mouth all over.

“Please I want you to touch my pussy and lick my clit like you did before.” I begged him again. I couldn’t believe that I was begging him, Draco Malfoy, to touch and lick me.

“Is this what you want?” he asked while at the same time he trusted two fingers inside my soaking wet cunt.
I arched my back and screamed out in a mixture of pleasure and pain, mostly pleasure, at the sudden sensationally feeling inside me.

“Yes, oh my God, that’s exactly what I wanted.” I said between moans.

He started to lick my pussy while he thrusts his fingers in and out of me in a fast pace. He had added a third finger so I was filled as much as he could. He sucked at my throbbing clit, sometimes even biting gently on it. It felt so good and I could feel I was close and I think he could too, because he stopped thrusting his fingers and sucking and biting my clit.

“No, please don’t stop. It feels so good.” I begged him.

“I told you that I’m in charge and decides how fast this is going.” He said with a smug smile.

Just as suddenly he stopped he started to thrust his fingers inside me again, but he didn’t lick me. Instead he stroked my clit with his thumb. He started to suck on my nipples again. He moved up to my neck and sucked on the small mark he had made earlier.

“You like this don’t you?” he whispered in my ear. “You like my fingers deep inside you and my thumb on your throbbing clit. Oh, you are such a naughty little witch. Letting me, your worst enemy, touch you like this. Your friends would kill me if they knew that I have wanted this since our 4th year, when I saw you at the Yule ball. You were so hot that night I almost jumped you right in the middle of the dance floor.”
He kept moving his fingers in and out of me while he whispered in my ear all the things he would have done to me at the ball if I hadn’t been with Viktor.

He would have grabbed my breast hard from behind and massaged them roughly, teasing my nipples through the fabric of my dress, making them hard and very erect. At the same time he would press his rock hard cock against my bum. Then he would have lifted my dress up so he could rib my panties away and start to finger me in beat with the music right in front of anybody who would look at us. When the music changed to a different rhythm he would have taken out his cock and bend me over to get better access and start to fuck me right there on the dance floor and making me come.

It was so hot to hear him talk like that, telling me what he would have done to me. I could feel that I was close and then he whispered in my ear:

“Come for me like you have never come before!” and I did.

I screamed my orgasm out into the night and I could feel how my muscles clenched around his fingers and then he silenced my screams with our first kiss before he went down on me and licked up all my juices when he was finished he offered his fingers to me so I could lick them clean of my juices.
He kept on kissing me all over my body while I slowly came down from my orgasm.

“That was…absolutely…fantastic” I said between pants.

“I told you it would be good.” He whispered.

When I was almost down, he started to kiss me and touch my clit again and it set of my second orgasm in a very short time. I came so hard that I past out because I almost couldn’t breathe because we were kissing at the same time it hit me.

When I woke it was like he had never been there in the first place. My hands were untied and I was alone in my room. The only evidence of him ever being there was that the belt was still around the bedpost and his taste in my mouth.

There you have it. My fantasy about Draco Malfoy. I wish it would come true. I just don’t think it will because he only sees me as a know-it-all and a Gryffindor. He would never see me as anything else.
I’m so glad that I can tell you about this. Like I told you in the beginning I can’t talk with any of my friends about this. They would think I had lost my mind and have me locked up.
I don’t know how I will survive this whole year with him right next door, when I know I can never have him. But I will and I always have my fantasies about my bad boy.


A/N There you have it. My very first story. Please rewiev but be kind I haven´t got a beta.