No Reason
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
4,963
Reviews:
10
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Currently Reading:
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No Reason
FOR THE READER'S INFORMATION: Okay so here's the deal, I lost the password to this account, and forgot completely about this story and website for I don't know... a year? But it's all good 'cause I'm back. I realize the layout of this story looks like shit, and I'll get around to fixing that eventually. Also please note that I am my own beta reader, and sometimes it takes me a minute to catch a mistake I've made. Anyway...
Hermione flinched as his hand came toward her face, but he didn’t notice, or at least he didn’t appear to, as he continued to reach until his hand cupped the side of her cheek. It was an angry red, and it throbbed as his rough fingers stroked it. Hermione bit hard on her lip and the inside of her mouth to keep from crying out in front of him.
“I won’t give him the satisfaction.” she thought defiantly.
He leaned in then, to catch her lips in a kiss, but she pulled away roughly away, knocking over a desk and it’s chair, disturbing the silence of the dusty empty classroom he had pulled her into. He had been doing that a lot lately. So much so that she began to dread having to walk unaccompanied in the long winding corridors of Hogwarts, a place she had come to call her second home for the past six years.
Breathing heavily, Hermione stared fixedly at the floor, not daring to meet his eyes. Who knows what she would see there, and truthfully, she didn’t really want to know.
“This is bullshit, Hermione. I said I was sorry.” he said quietly.
Her head snapped up at his words, throwing her bushy curls wildly around, and revealing shining hazel eyes.
“Sorry?!” she repeated incredulously, “Sorry doesn’t fix anything! It’s just a stupid word! Everything has been turning to shit in case you haven’t noticed! Dumbledore is dead, Draco Malfoy and Snape are fugitives, Ron’s a complete idiot, and you… You’re a fucking angry nutcase nowadays. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! She screamed shrilly ending her outburst of pent up aggression.
He looked at her for a minute, standing there, so angry with him, maybe even hating him. He began to feel that all too familiar clouding in his head, blurring his vision.
“Angry fucking nutcase, am I?” he thought darkly.
Seeing that look in his eyes once more, Hermione turned and made to bolt for the door, but he was too fast for her, like always. He grabbed her, sweeping her feet, and slamming her down to the floor.
“Goddamn Quidditch.” she managed to think briefly before hitting her head on the floor with a CRACK.
As she lay upon the floor with a somewhat stupefied look on her face, he grabbed her arm and twisted it around her back, using his weight he kept her from throwing him off when she came to her senses.
“What, so you’re gonna leave me?! Go suck somebody else’s dick?!”
The pain in her arm caused her to shake off the initial dazed feeling and scream. After only struggling for a moment, during which time he twisted her arm farther and farther back, she finally begged him to stop and began to cry despite her earlier thoughts. Seeing her tears calmed him immediately, she was under control now.
He let her arm go and stood up. She pulled the appendage slowly back to her body, tucking it underneath her and hugging herself. Tears slid down her face in streams, and she wished they would stop.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you ‘Mione, really.” he mumbled, bending down to rub what he could reach of her arm awkwardly. She laughed softly through her tears.
“Just go, please.
“C’mon Hermione…” he began pleadingly.
“Go!” she yelled, squeezing her eyes shut tightly.
She heard a sigh and a grumbled “Whatever.” Footsteps. The sound of a door opening; closing, then silence.
Hermione curled herself into a fetal position, and hugged her knees to her chest, feeling weak and cowardly.
“Not half as cowardly as him, though.” she thought with a frown.
“The Boy-Who-Lived, indeed.” she whispered in a hallowed tone.
AN*: This is my first fan fiction. Dramione is my favorite, but I’m sure you’ll also be seeing some BZ/HG, BZ/HG/DM and maybe some Femslash from me as well. Review if you have time. Just so everyone knows, I have no beta reader, so I will try to fix my mistakes the best I can. Obviously, I'll probably miss a few things somewhere though.
Hermione flinched as his hand came toward her face, but he didn’t notice, or at least he didn’t appear to, as he continued to reach until his hand cupped the side of her cheek. It was an angry red, and it throbbed as his rough fingers stroked it. Hermione bit hard on her lip and the inside of her mouth to keep from crying out in front of him.
“I won’t give him the satisfaction.” she thought defiantly.
He leaned in then, to catch her lips in a kiss, but she pulled away roughly away, knocking over a desk and it’s chair, disturbing the silence of the dusty empty classroom he had pulled her into. He had been doing that a lot lately. So much so that she began to dread having to walk unaccompanied in the long winding corridors of Hogwarts, a place she had come to call her second home for the past six years.
Breathing heavily, Hermione stared fixedly at the floor, not daring to meet his eyes. Who knows what she would see there, and truthfully, she didn’t really want to know.
“This is bullshit, Hermione. I said I was sorry.” he said quietly.
Her head snapped up at his words, throwing her bushy curls wildly around, and revealing shining hazel eyes.
“Sorry?!” she repeated incredulously, “Sorry doesn’t fix anything! It’s just a stupid word! Everything has been turning to shit in case you haven’t noticed! Dumbledore is dead, Draco Malfoy and Snape are fugitives, Ron’s a complete idiot, and you… You’re a fucking angry nutcase nowadays. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! She screamed shrilly ending her outburst of pent up aggression.
He looked at her for a minute, standing there, so angry with him, maybe even hating him. He began to feel that all too familiar clouding in his head, blurring his vision.
“Angry fucking nutcase, am I?” he thought darkly.
Seeing that look in his eyes once more, Hermione turned and made to bolt for the door, but he was too fast for her, like always. He grabbed her, sweeping her feet, and slamming her down to the floor.
“Goddamn Quidditch.” she managed to think briefly before hitting her head on the floor with a CRACK.
As she lay upon the floor with a somewhat stupefied look on her face, he grabbed her arm and twisted it around her back, using his weight he kept her from throwing him off when she came to her senses.
“What, so you’re gonna leave me?! Go suck somebody else’s dick?!”
The pain in her arm caused her to shake off the initial dazed feeling and scream. After only struggling for a moment, during which time he twisted her arm farther and farther back, she finally begged him to stop and began to cry despite her earlier thoughts. Seeing her tears calmed him immediately, she was under control now.
He let her arm go and stood up. She pulled the appendage slowly back to her body, tucking it underneath her and hugging herself. Tears slid down her face in streams, and she wished they would stop.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you ‘Mione, really.” he mumbled, bending down to rub what he could reach of her arm awkwardly. She laughed softly through her tears.
“Just go, please.
“C’mon Hermione…” he began pleadingly.
“Go!” she yelled, squeezing her eyes shut tightly.
She heard a sigh and a grumbled “Whatever.” Footsteps. The sound of a door opening; closing, then silence.
Hermione curled herself into a fetal position, and hugged her knees to her chest, feeling weak and cowardly.
“Not half as cowardly as him, though.” she thought with a frown.
“The Boy-Who-Lived, indeed.” she whispered in a hallowed tone.
AN*: This is my first fan fiction. Dramione is my favorite, but I’m sure you’ll also be seeing some BZ/HG, BZ/HG/DM and maybe some Femslash from me as well. Review if you have time. Just so everyone knows, I have no beta reader, so I will try to fix my mistakes the best I can. Obviously, I'll probably miss a few things somewhere though.