Printer Friendly Version ] [ Report Abuse ]
Back Next

Secret Lusts by FlameWolf3182
Chapter 8 : Draco's Torture
Rating: MatureChapter Reviews: 15

Background:   Font color:  

Author's Note: Revised.

Draco walked up to Hermione's room. 'Did I go too fast or something? Great, I probably scared her away...' He got to her room and stood there for what felt like forever thinking about what he should do. Should he go in, or just go back to his room and wait to talk to her tomorrow. He decided to just check on her to make sure she was alright. Draco tried opening the door but it was lock so he pulled out his wand and quietly muttered "Alohamora" and walked in. Draco was walking towards her bed when he noticed she was asleep. He was going to just leave, but stopped when he noticed the wet marks on her pillow and her tear stained face. 'I'm so stupid! I made her cry; now she won't want me to even get close to her now. God I'm such a stupid git!' He walked over to her and bent down wiping away the damp tears off of her cheeks.

"Draco?" Hermione mumbled still sleeping.

"I'm sorry I was just leaving..."

"No, I'm the one who should be sorry." She was now fully awake and sitting up in her bed. "I just ran off on you like that, I'm sorry, but I didn't want to hurt you..." She was trying to divert her attention from Draco's sad gaze.

"Hermione, what are you talking about, you weren't hurting me, at all."

"I would have though, Draco, what if I changed and my fangs appeared? I felt them coming in, I had to run..." Hermione was on the verge of tears again.

"Oh get off it Hermione, you wouldn't hurt me, you wouldn't be able to." Draco knew Hermione had feelings for him, he could tell when she kissed him. Just her thinking she might hurt him drove him crazy; she would never do something to him like that.

"Draco, you don't understand, its happened before, and I can't control myself if I get worked up." Draco cupped her face in his hands and looked into her glassy honey eyes.

"I think I'm willing to take the risk." He slipped into the bed beside her and pulled Hermione into a gentle kiss.

"Draco I can' have to leave..." she said between kisses. Hermione really didn't want him to leave; his warm and protective embrace relaxed her and his kisses made her breathless.

"Too bad, you're stuck with me for the rest of the day seeing as weíve missed the rest of our classes." He was smiling wider than he ever had in his whole life.

"Is that a smile I see on your lips?" Hermione said in a playfully sarcastic tone. The smile on Draco's face was wiped away and replaced by a dangerous smirk. Hermione quickly put an end to whatever he was planning by flipping him over and straddling his waist.

"Bloody hell you're strong!" Draco's expression showed how turned on he was by Hermione's sudden actions. She could hear his heartbeat speeding up and she couldn't get her mind off of how long it had been since she tasted warm thick blood. Hermione bent over placing an elbow on his chest and resting her head on her hand. She had a sudden urge to just ravage Draco right there, and she could feel his growing passion for her.

Hermione lowered her lips to his ear and whispered in a very seductive voice, "How do you feel about being in the hands of a vampire?"

Draco groaned from the torture Hermione was putting him through. She knew what she was doing to him, and just smirked at the fact she had him in the palm of her hands.

Draco groaned again, "Hermione, stop tormenting me." She began tracing lines up and down his chest and down to his sweat pants. Draco's breath caught in his throat when she reached the edge of his boxers.

"Draco, can't you control yourself?" She could feel his obvious bulge pushing against her abdomen, but had ignored it until now.

"Donít you think I'm trying?" Hermione kissed him softly on the neck causing him to groan again. He couldnít take the torture he was going through any longer. He grabbed around her waist and flipped her over so he was the one on top and in control. Hermione let out a little scream and started giggling under him.

"What's so funny, don't you know what you're in for now?" She tried being serious and stop laughing by taking deep breaths. Draco pressed his lips roughly to her neck hitting the spot that sent shudders through her body, instantly stopping her laughter and turning them into groans. The bulge pressing forcefully on Hermione's thigh caused her fangs to practically shoot out from the roof of her mouth.

Draco knew exactly what he just did to her. He propped himself up and looked down at Hermione's blissful expression. She pulled him down into a kiss filled with passion. Draco licked her bottom lip asking entrance which she eagerly gave to him. Draco could feel the fangs in Hermione's mouth, but he didn't care. This is how she was, and he actually didn't mind it one bit.

Hermione started tasting blood when she realized she must have cut Draco's lip. His blood tasted sweet, not like liquid copper. She felt a pain shoot through her neck and pulled back from the kiss.

"Oh Draco I'm so sorry!" she saw his lip and tried to wipe the blood dripping from it, but he barely noticed the blood at all.

"Hermione, it's okay, I didn't even feel-" he couldn't finish because Hermione flipped him over again. She kissed him again to taste the blood dripping from his lower lip, but pulled back before he could deepen the kiss.

"Hmm...I'm tired." Hermione said lightly as she rolled off of Draco's chest to his side.

"You can't just stop Hermione."

"You're not getting anything from me if I'm half asleep tomorrow during classes, plus, we have a meeting tomorrow with the Prefects to get the first Hogsmeade visit situated." She yawned contently. Draco just sighed and excepted the fact that he couldn't do anything to change her mind.



"What are we?" Hermione's voice was unsure. She knew what she wanted them to be, but didn't know if Draco just thought of her as a good shag or something like that.

"I don't know 'Mione...I hope it's something good though." He kissed her forehead and squeezed Hermione trying to relieve her. She quickly fell asleep, and for once in almost 3 months, she didnít have one dream, one nightmare, or anything to shake her from her sleep.

Draco woke up to find himself alone in Hermione's bed.

"Hermione? Where'd you go?" he called from the bed. Hermione came out of the bathroom in just a white fluffy towel, brushing her teeth.

"Hermione, are you in your room still?" a voice called from the Common Room. Hermione ran into the bathroom throwing her tooth brush down.

"You, you stay quiet!" she whispered to Draco running by him still in a towel.

"Oh, Hermione there you are! Hey, can I talk to you about...why are you in a towel? Isn't Malfoy around here? What if that, ferret, sees you like that..." Ginny was standing in the middle of the Common Room with an eyebrow raised.

"I uh, didn't think about that?" she said but accidentally made it sound like a question.

"Okay, whatever, can we go talk in your room. I don't want Malfoy to walk in on our conversation."

"Gin, wait! Let me go get, uh, changed first!" Hermione ran up the stairs past Ginny and locked the door behind her. "Oh no, you have to get out. Ginny is here and she wants to come in." Hermione was pacing about her room.

"Hermione relax, just, get changed, go down there and talk to her, and I'll figure out a way back to my room."

"Alright." Hermione turned to her dresser about to take her towel off to change when she realized what she was doing. She turned to see Draco smirking wildly at her with one of his eye brows lifted. "Turn around and throw that blanket over your head!"

"Hermione? Who are you talking to in there?" Ginny was knocking on her door.

"Bloody hell..." Hermione jumped onto the bed and grabbed Draco from it. "In the closet!"

"Hey Hermione, did you know you're only half dressed and I can see your bra?" Draco was smiling and laughing at Hermione's franticness.

"Shhh! You have to be quiet! I'm letting her in so we can talk then she'll be gone."

"Owww, be careful, I only get one of those."

"I don't even want to know what you meant by that."

"You know, I might be quieter if I had something to look forward to, maybe a reward?" Draco was snaking his arms around her bare waist and pulling her into him. "Later, I swear I'll make it up to you, but later! Now you have to get in the closet!"

Hermione finally got him into the closet and ran to put a shirt on and let Ginny in.

"What just went on in here?" Ginny was looking curiously around the room trying to find a sign of anything.

"Gin, what did you want to talk about?"

"Harry." Draco coughed in the closet at hearing Harry's name. Hermione grabbed Ginny and lead her to the unmade bed so she wouldn't look in the closet.

"What about Harry, I heard you rejected him on his Hogsmeade invite."

"Yeah I did, but now- Who's shirt is that?" Ginny pointed to Draco's shirt lying in the corner of the room. There was a loud crashing sound coming from the closet and Ginny jumped up from the bed and pulled out her wand. Hermione groaned and covered her face in her hands. Draco came stumbling out of the closet falling into the wall across from the closet doors. Then out came Crookshanks with a proud look on his face.

"That bloody cat attacked me!" Draco said pointing to Crookshanks.

"Malfoy! What were you doing in Hermione's closet!? You were spying on her weren't you!?" Ginny was gripping her wand so tight her knuckles turned white.

"Ginny he wasn't spying on me..." Hermione was now face-down in a pillow mumbling.

"What? Then why is the ferret in your closet?"

"I put him there..." She was still talking into the pillow. A light bulb went off in Ginny's head and her mouth dropped to the floor.

"You're shagging Malfoy!"

"What? No I am not!" Hermione may have spent a couple nights with him, but shagging, that was just too far.

"Then why was he in your room this morning?"

"And last night." Hermione shot a death glare at Draco who immediately shut up and glanced at the floor.

"Oh, Hermione, please don't tell me you and him...last night...together..." Ginny had a pained look on her face.

"Well you know..."

"Draco! You're not helping!" Hermione was holding up her hand to silence his little comments. "Ginny we were only messing around. Nothing happened!"
Ginny just looked at her best friend and her first secret lover. She started laughing and shaking her head until she was out of Hermione room. Draco looked at Hermione to try to figure out what just happened.

Hermione ran out after Ginny before she got to the portrait hole. "Ginny! Wait, why were you laughing?"

"Hermione, do you not realize that you're spending nights with Malfoy, because this definitely doesn't seem like something you would ever do." Ginny actually had an amused look playing on her face.

"Why are you so happy about this?"

"Hermione, look at yourself. You've been moping around all week and on the train ride here you wouldn't even look at anyone. Now you are practically glowing. Whatever you and Malfoy were up to last night, it changed you back to the normal Hermione." Ginny was happy that her best friend was smiling again.

"We werenít doing anything last night.Ē Hermione said.

"That cut on his lip obviously wasn't from you punching him..." Ginny smirked and walked away heading to the Prefect meeting that the Head Boy and Girl were about to be late for.

Previous Chapter Next Chapter

Favorite |Reading List |Currently Reading

Back Next

Other Similar Stories

The Island
by Rather Be...

Harry Potter...
by Tisiphone...

Believe Me
by volition112