The Awakening

“There you are, what are you doing in there? No one goes in there”, Blaize asked.
“I needed a quick piss and I’m too hungover to walk back to the common room, anyway, what are you two doing?” Draco quickly changed the subject and walked off, taking his two friends with him.

Behind the door, Hermione’s heart was beating so loudly in her chest, she was surprised the Slytherin trio hadn’t heard her before they walked off. Had that really just happened? Did Draco Malfoy just try it on with her and what’s more, was she about to let him?

Not feeling like studying anymore, Hermione picked up her bag and decided to head back to the Gryffindor Common Room. She needed to think about what had just happened but more importantly, she needed to take care of the ache that was at the pit of her stomach and making her knickers soaking wet.
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“Are you coming to bed, Draco?” Pansy asked, fluttering her eyelashes and giving him her fuck-me-eyes.

“Not tonight, Pans” Draco answered, staring at the fire.

Pansy wasn’t used to being turned down and her face dropped. “Fine, fuck you. Theo? What about you, you fancy having me tonight?”

Draco laughed “go ahead mate, she's all yours.”

Why was he still thinking about Granger? Her pretty little bra peeking out of her shirt and her skirt barely covering her knickers - he couldn’t get the image out of his head. “On second thought Pans, why don’t you stay here, Theo fuck off to bed so I can fuck my girlfriend in private.”

Pansy turned on her heels and when the common room was empty, Draco pulled down his trousers and bent Pansy over the sofa. Slipping his hard cock inside her, he pictured Granger’s shocked face at being discovered doing something naughty for once, her lacy white bra and her thighs that he was almost certain no other man had seen. He just needed a quick fuck and then he’d be able to stop thinking about it he thought as he pulled out and came on Pansy’s arse.
When Draco got into bed that night, he drifted off still thinking about Granger begging him to keep her little secret and fucked his hand imagining what else she’d have begged him to do if he’d stayed a bit longer.
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Potions was back on the next day and Draco walked into class to see Hermione standing with Weasley and Potter, he sniggered to himself - they had no idea what their good little Gryffindor princess had nearly done. As soon as he walked in, Hermione could almost sense his presence. Don’t look, she told herself but she couldn’t help herself from taking a sneaky glance and she found his eyes burning into hers, he gave her a quick wink as Pansy came to his side. Hermione’s heart sank as she tried hard not to eavesdrop into their conversation. How could she forget he had a girlfriend? Not only had she nearly done god-knows-what with Malfoy, but she’d nearly allowed him to cheat. She wasn’t sure which was worse.

The lesson carried on as normal as Hermione tried her best to forget her little run in with Malfoy and concentrate on the thing she really was good at and loved, her school work. Taking a deep breath, she got to work writing down all of her notes and forced herself to laugh at Ron’s jokes and Harry’s sarcastic remarks. This was more like her, innocent, smart and doing everything she could to be the top of her class. She’d just forget the whole incident, it wasn’t like Malfoy was singling her out or had any desire to actually be with her, he was trying his luck like he did with every girl in the school and she’d been stupid enough to nearly fall for it.

The class ended and Ron and Harry ran off for quidditch practice whilst Hermione stayed behind to put their equipment away and tidy the room for Professor Slughorn as he made a quick dash to a staff meeting. She gathered the books and turned around to put them back into the cupboard when she saw him standing there, looking right at her. Those grey eyes that she hadn’t been able to get out of her head were looking right at her, hungrily.

“Hello pet”, Draco smiled, fully aware of how he made her breathing quicken and her cheeks flush. “Staying behind and tidying up again? I thought you didn’t want to be a good girl all the time?” he sniggered and moved towards her.

Hermione froze, why did he have this effect on her? Her mouth went dry as she muttered “I erm, I just wanted to help. Why haven’t you left with Pansy and Theo anyway?”

“I wanted to see you. I thought you might have decided you wanted me to help you break away from your good girl routine” he smiled, now so close to her, he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “Poor little mudblood, it must be exhausting never getting a day off from being so good.”

Hermione gulped. He had a girlfriend,he was vile towards her, so yet again why could she feel her cheeks blushing and her cunt getting wetter. Fuck, what was wrong with her?

Draco leaned into her and whispered “tonight, midnight, bathroom” and turned on his heels and walked out of the classroom, leaving Hermione to catch her breath.
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Hermione looked at the clock at the side of her bed, it was quarter to midnight. Was she going to go? Was he even going to be there? Was it a trick Malfoy and his friends were playing? She couldn’t make sense of any of it, but all she knew was how he’d made her feel more alive in those two encounters than she’d ever felt. She’d gone up to bed early, leaving Harry reading his potions book for the hundredth time and Ron and Lavender snogging - they were always snogging.

Fuck this, she wasn’t going to lay in bed alone and think about Lavender keeping Ron warm tonight. For once in her life, she was going to do what she wanted and not what she should. She was going to go and see Malfoy and hope he wasn’t trying to humiliate her and if he was, she’d just have to live with the consequences.

It wasn’t hard to sneak out of the common room, only a couple of second years were still up reading and she hardly had to explain herself to them. She pulled her dressing gown around her a bit tighter, not wanting to get dressed and cause more suspicion and snook out. By this time, it was ten past midnight and by the time she got there, she’d be 20 minutes late. Maybe she’d waited too long and he wouldn’t be there anyway, she gulped. She really hoped he’d be there… Finally, she got to the abandoned bathroom and took a deep breath. Fuck it. She opened the door.

She saw him immediately. Malfoy was stood in front of her wearing his usual dark trousers but his usual shirt had been replaced by a black jumper and fuck, he looked good. She immediately felt embarrassed that she’d gone to meet Draco Malfoy in her pyjamas, what was she thinking? He looked up at her and smiled.

“Well well Granger, you kept me waiting, I thought you might have pussied out.” He looked her up and down and took in her red dressing gown that was slightly coming open and her long nighty and his pants tightened - how the fuck did a mudblood in her stupid pyjamas turn him on so much?

“I’m sorry, I erm- wasn’t sure if you were trying to trick me. I didn’t want to get caught so I wanted to wait a little longer.” She said, playing with the tie of her dressing gown. She could feel her cheeks redden as she watched his eyes analyse every part of her.

Draco smirked and added, “always the good girl. And no, I’m not trying to trick you… come here. Nice of you to dress up for me.”

Hermione looked down at her feet as she walked towards him, her heartbeat quickening with every step she took. When she was an arms length away from him Draco slid his arm around her waist and pulled her towards him. She moaned at the sudden contact between them as he lifted her chin so that she was staring up at those grey eyes… fuck, he looked good.

“What do you want, Granger?” he asked firmly.

Hermione gulped, she was so inexperienced that she wasn’t sure what she wanted. Her head started to pound from the heat radiating between them and she wasn’t sure where to look as she replied, “I-I don’t know.”

Draco laughed at her. He sniggered, licked his bottle lip and answered “I thought you wanted me to show you how to be bad?” he laughed again, watching her face redden even more.

Hermione found some courage to say “I do.”

“Good girl.” Fuck, his response sent a jolt into her core and she could feel her knickers starting to get wetter as he praised her.

“Let me show you how”.

He grabbed her hand and put it onto the hardness trying to break from his trousers. Hermione gasped and Draco moaned, not expecting her hands to have that much of an effect. His cock twitched and his breathing quickened.

“Mmm, do you like that, you little slut?” Draco asked.

She did, she really did. She loved feeling him in her hand, knowing that she had somehow done this to him.

“Answer me, mudblood.”

Her heart sank, she wasn’t sure how to feel about him repeatedly calling her that. Maybe she’d tell him later but right now, she didn’t want this to stop.

“Yes.”

“Good girl, now take off your little dressing gown and let me see you.”

Hermione froze and looked around, she’d almost forgotten where she was. “Where’s Myrtle?” she asked.

“She doesn’t like being tormented”, Draco laughed, “you don’t have to worry pet, she flew off somewhere. It’s only me that’s going to see that pretty little body tonight.”

Fuck. What did he mean? He was going to see her naked? Tonight? Did she want that? She knew she shouldn’t, why would she want Malfoy to see her naked when no man had ever seen more than her uniform had allowed but for some reason, the thought sent another jolt to her now soaking pussy.

She took a deep breath, regaining her courage and dropped her dressing gown to the floor. As soon as it was gone, Draco grabbed her and lifted her back onto the sink where she ended up sitting the first time he’d found her in here. She was once again perched on the end, with Malfoy in between her legs and she couldn’t contain her excitement, she was certain he could feel her heart almost beating out of her chest.

“Do I make you nervous, Granger?” Draco growled, she could see his arousal in his eyes and feel it pressing up against her inner thigh. She’d never, ever felt like this before. His words, his body, his eyes baring down at her were all too much, she needed him to touch her.

It was like he could hear her thoughts, as he slowly placed his left hand on her calf, and slowly - torturously slowly - drifted his fingers up her leg.

“Answer me, you little slut”, he growled, and then he saw it. The flicker of complete arousal as he called her that. Fuck, Granger liked being degraded. She liked not being in control. Out of all the girls in Hogwarts, Malfoy almost laughed at the irony that Hermione Granger liked being bossed around in the bedroom.

Hermione didn’t dare move, she couldn’t get her mouth to respond, she was too focused on his big hand making its way up her smooth leg. Just as he reached the top of her thigh, bringing her long nighty with it, he stopped and she gasped.

“I said” he stroked his thumb over her thigh, “answer me.”

He glared into her eyes and she finally murmured, “yes”.

He laughed at her nervousness, fuck she looked so hot looking at him all innocent with his hand that close to her pussy. He could almost feel the heat coming from it. His cock was so hard right now, it was painful.

“You can relax Granger”, he whispered into her ear, bringing his mouth down so their faces were right next to each other. “Do you want me to touch you?”

It was too much, she needed him to touch her right now. She could feel her heartbeat in her ears as she forced herself to stay still and not wriggle to get his hand on her wetness.

She nodded.
“Beg me”.

He couldn’t be serious. This was already so far out of her comfort zone, she couldn’t beg him to touch her. It was humiliating, but that didn’t stop her aching even more at his words.

When she didn’t respond, he took his hand off of her “fine, I’ll see you around Granger”, he muttered as he turned on his heel.

Fuck. He couldn’t leave. Not now.

“P-please, Malfoy” she whispered.
He stopped, still facing away from her and added “please, what?”

She took another deep breath and swallowing her pride she finally said, “please, please touch me.”

She heard him moan slightly and then in an instant he was back in between her legs, and he whispered yet again, “good girl.”

She couldn’t take it any more and he could tell. He threw her nighty up so it was now all bunched around her waist and looked down at her white knickers. Fuck, he could see how wet she was.

Slowly, he tucked two fingers under her knickers and moved them to the side, feeling how wet she was as he did so.
“Fuck, Granger. You’re so wet for me.”

She leaned her head back, just the slight touch of his fingers on her was enough to send a jolt through her body.

Malfoy watched as he gently moved her fingers over her clit, staring down at her pretty pink pussy - fuck, he’d thought about what her little cunt would look like plently of times but it was even better than he thought and so fucking wet.

Hermione felt like she was going to explode. His finger circled around the swollen bud and she gripped onto the sink for support, it felt too good.

“Does that feel good? You like me playing with your pretty pussy Granger?”

Once again, she didn’t answer, she couldn’t even think straight.

He pulled his fingers away. “For the last time mudblood, if you don’t start answering me, you can go back to your dorm.”

Instantly, not wanting him to stop for a second longer she moaned “yes Mafloy, please touch me.”

He smirked and touched her again, this time with a bit more speed and he could feel her body vibrating. He watched her bite her lip as he spread her pussy with his other hand. Fuck, she looked so hot biting her lip. How did she still look so innocent with her legs spread?
“You’re such a little whore, just meeting me in the middle of the night for me to touch your little pussy.”

She moaned, trying to rock her hips upwards for his fingers to meet her core. He grinned, knowing what she wanted to badly, as he watched her squirm each time he gently moved his fingers back over her clit.

“Is there something you want, Granger?” He whispered, watching her trying but failing to move herself upwards so she could feel his fingers inside of her. “Do you want my big fingers somewhere else? Want me to stretch that little pussy open with them?”

Hermione couldn’t handle it, his words and his hands were too much and without even thinking she replied, “yes…sir.”
Fuck.
Draco looked at her. Where the fuck had that just come from? Granger had not just called him sir.

Hermione started to panic, why had she just called Draco Malfoy sir? She didn’t even think about it, it just came out, what would he think? Her cheeks blushed and she couldn’t make eye contact with him, worried what he’d have to say to her.

Draco saw the embarrassment on her face and realised she was worrying, worrying he wouldn’t like that. Fuck, he loved it.

He quickly responded, “that’s right, good girl. You like being a little whore, begging for my fingers to go inside your little cunt?”

Thank fuck for that. He liked it and what’s more, he’d said something even worse that made her pussy tighten.

She needed those fingers inside her, not caring anymore, she looked up at those piercing grey eyes and muttered “please.”

He didn’t make her wait any longer, his long finger slowly slid into her and her whole body jerked.

Fuck, she felt so good. So warm, wet and tight. He’d touched a lot of girls in his time, but this felt different, better than anything he’d ever had before. And she wasn’t even touching him. Why was he wanting to make Granger feel good when his cock was barely staying in his trousers? Because he loved looking at that innocent face whilst his fingers made her squirm.

He gently pushed his fingers deeper inside and found the rough mark. He rubbed his finger on it, bending it slightly as he fucked her with his hand.

Hermione couldn’t believe how good it felt. She’d touched herself plenty of times, but nothing like this. Nothing had ever felt as good as this. He watched her carefully, taking notice of what she liked, what she responded most to. Then, he took his other hand and started circling her clit again.

Oh fucking hell. She was going to come.

Draco felt her pussy start to tighten around his fingers and watched as her face changed completely, trying to catch her breath.

“Mmm, are you going to come all over my fingers Granger? Come for me.”

That was all it took, her whole body started to shake as she came all over his fingers and moaned, arching her body up. She’d never, ever, come so hard before.

For a minute or two, she couldn’t move, her legs were still vibrating and the aftershocks felt almost as intense as her orgasm had. Finally, she closed her legs and tried to compose herself. She looked up at Draco and saw him smirking at her. But then, she saw his fingers.

They were covered in blood, fuck, had she just come on her period on Malfoy’s hand? She was mortified until Draco clearly saw her expression and laughed.

“It’s okay Granger, I just don’t think that little pussy is used to having something bigger than your little hands up there.” He looked at her before adding, “that’s if you even touch yourself, not sure if you’re too good for that.”

“I actually do,” she replied quickly, surprised at her own boldness.

“Not as much of a good girl as everyone thinks, are you Granger?”

She smiled, was Mafloy actually being nice to her for once? She stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do with herself. Was she supposed to return the favour?

“I can erm, do something for you if you want me to.”

Draco smiled, “as much as I’d like you to, I think that’s enough for you for one night. I don’t want to expose the Gryffindor Princess to too much straight away.”

She wasn’t sure why, but she felt a little disappointed. But she nodded, suddenly feeling shy again and said “thank you, for, for erm that. I better get back to my dorm”.

Fuck, she was thanking him. The innocent little mudblood was thanking him for making her come.

She turned to leave and then stopped, “please don’t tell anyone Malfoy”.

He watched her cheeks redden and then said “don’t worry Granger, can’t let everyone know I’m playing with a mudblood.”

She nodded, a little hurt at his words and walked out, sneaking back to the common room before anyone had even noticed she’d been gone.