Who: Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy
What: Hermione can’t stop thinking about what happened in detention
When: Oct 21, 1997. Wednesday, 1pm.
Where: outside the Arithmancy corridor
Rating: NC-17
Hermione knew that she had been acting strange, she didn’t need Ron to tell her or Harry to keep giving her funny looks over the breakfast table every morning. She couldn’t get that night she had spent with Draco in the closet out of her mind, it had been wrong, dirty, lewd, and it had been the best sexual experience of her life.
She had walked funny the next day just like he had wanted; she ached for nearly four days after he had fucked her from behind in their detention with McGonagall. She hadn’t taken a bath or a shower that night and laid there with his come leaking out of her, his smell on her skin in her Gryffindor bed, a mark of high treason she was sure in any Hogwarts handbook.
In the hall, she had only dared to catch his eye when none of his cronies or her friends were around. She didn’t stare at him but there was a brief moment and she felt her tummy flip a little. What they had done was wrong but Hermione wanted to do it again.
She was walking to her Arithmancy lesson on Wednesday afternoon, blissfully Ron and Harry free, Ron had been dogging her about what was wrong with her for two days, since she had become less bossy and more reserved. The corridors were mostly empty and she wondered if she was late, glancing down at her watch as she turned a corner.
Current Mood: indescribable