OK everyone so this is my first chapter of my first fanfiction. Please go easy on me.
Mixed Up With The Enemy?
He held me so close. I could hear his heart beating rapidly in his chest. I knew he could feel mine too. He slid his hand up my arm, to my shoulder, and then behind my neck. He pulled me even closer so our lips were just an inch apart. All I kept thinking was that this was not right He was the enemy. He had always wanted me dead. For years, he tormented and teased me about who I was and where I came from. How could he be doing this to me? I stopped thinking and breathing altogether when his lips met mine. They were soft and he was so gentle. He seemed to be going slowly, but I wondered why. I gave into the sweet smell of his hair, and could not help but be turned on by how his very muscular body. I began running my hands up and down his chest, his shirt was tight enough that I could see his abs. I slid my hands back down to the edge of his shirt and started to pull it up over his head.
I slid my hands up his muscular back and into his beautiful blond hair. I gently tugged on it pulling his head back slightly so I could leave a trail of kisses down his neck. I knew he liked it because he let out a soft moan. I have him right where I want him, she thought to herself. He slightly startled me when he slid his hands down my back side and squeezed my ass, lifting my up and making me straddle him, he seemed to do this effortlessly. I moaned into his mouth when I felt how hard he was, unconsciously I started rocking back and forth, I could feel him moving his hands up my thighs and up to my hips.
After a few minutes, he slid his hand a little higher and started to lift off my shirt. He began kissing my jawline, my neck, slowly, I let my head fall back enjoying the tingling sensations running down my spine. I could feel his kisses trailing lower and lower until he was at my chest. I carefully reached my hands up to his face, and guided him up to face. Our lips met in the most passionate kiss I have ever had. Ron could not kiss me like this, come to think of it Ron sucked at kissing. Then all of a sudden I felt myself being flipped onto my back. Wow he's on top of me, he is so sexy, I thought to myself. Then he grabbed both my hands, just as I was about to touch his beautiful body, and pulled them above my head and held them there with just enough force that I couldn't break away. I wanted him. I needed him.
"Slow down my love, I want to please you first," he whispered in my ear.
"Please," I begged him.
"Mione I'm going to make you mine, no one can ever have you again. You'll belong to me." He told me as I reached the top of his jeans. "You belong with me Hermione. I know something about you that you do not know about yourself."
"What do you mean," I questioned but he gave no reply.
"Mione... Mione," he whispered as he kissed her neck and continued down her throat to her chest and onto her stomach.
"Please, Please, don't stop," I was begging.
"Mione, Mione!" but his voice sounded muffled.
"Please, Please!" I was begging even more now.
"Hermione, Hermione." This voice sounded completely wrong.
"Hermione Wake up!"
"You're going to be late for class!"
Suddenly I sat up in my bed in the girl's dormitory. I could feel that I was still breathing hard. Ginny and Luna were staring at me with the most confused looks on their faces. I could only think about what had just happened. Was I really just dreaming about Malfoy? I shook my head trying to rid my mind of the memories of the dream. I twisted my body and put my feet over the side of the bed. Ginny and Luna were staring at me still wondering why I hadn't gone down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
"Ginny, did you say I am going to be late for class?"
"Yes, why," Ginny replied.
"But isn't it Saturday," I was now as confused as Ginny and Luna.
"Yeah I only said you would be late hoping it would wake you up. You were tossing and turning and saying stuff in your sleep."
"Oh no, what was I saying?" I anxiously asked the two girls.
"I don't know, when we came in you just kept saying, 'please, please'. Were you having a nightmare?"
I didn't know how to respond. What was going on? What time was it? I turned to get my watch it was 9:15 a.m. I grabbed some cloths from my trunk and left the room. Ginny and Luna just looked at each other, neither one knowing what to do about me. I was almost running down to the prefect's bathroom hoping no one was in it. I needed to take a bath and relax, I needed to try and get the dream out of my head.
I can't help but hold her close to me. She is the most beautiful girl in my world. I know she can hear my heart beating so hard, I feel as though it is going go through my chest. I slid my hand up her arm and shoulder, she is so soft. Then I slid my hand behind her neck and pulled her even closer so that my lips were just an inch from hers. She smells so wonderful, it's intoxicating. This feels so right, and yet so wrong, we are not supposed to be like this. But then again I am controlling this dream and she had no idea that I really want to be with her like this. I wonder if this will change anything in the real world.
I could feel her trying to take control but I didn't let that happen, I want to make this real. As she was sitting on top of me, I could tell she was enjoying herself, she let out a soft moan when she felt how hard I was. I reached around to grab her ass. She started rocking back and forth. I didn't want it to stop this was the most amazing feeling ever. I slowly took off her shirt, hoping she wouldn't stop me. When she didn't, I started kissing her, down her neck, the valley between her breasts, and then I gave my attention equally to each one. She threw her head back in enjoyment. I could feel her wanting me. Wanting more of what I was doing to her. I wanted these things just as badly.
All of a sudden I could feel her slipping away. I could hear those annoying friends of hers. They were telling her to wake up. I tried to keep my hold on her as long as possible. But then I felt the connection break. I awoke quickly. I sat up in my bed and as a smile came upon my face. I got up and grabbed my cloths to head out and get ready for the day. Before I do, I think I'll pay a little visit to Blaise. I thought to myself as I opened my bedroom door.
I finally made it to the prefect's bathroom. I quickly whispered the password and went inside making sure to lock the door behind me. I let out a sigh of relief when no one was inside. I went to turn the bath water on and then went to the sink to splash some cold water on her face. I looked up at the mirror my cheeks were flushed. Why had I been dreaming about Malfoy? He has always been so cruel to me. Mudblood, Mudblood, that is what he calls me. How could I dream about someone so vial, someone who thought himself better than everyone just because he was a so-called Pureblood. I despised both of those words how could anyone think they were better than someone just because they were pureblood. I was smarter than most of the students at Hogwarts. I was the smartest in my year for sure.
I took off my pajamas, and climbed into the warm bath water. I sank down until my head was under the water and came back up. I pulled her hair out of my eyes and leaned back against the wall. I still couldn't get the dream out of my head. The memories of my "nightmare" were coming back so clear that it gave me goose bumps. I opened my eyes when my mind flashed to the memory of kissing Malfoy, remembering that I had thought he was so much better than Ron. Ron and I had been getting closer the last couple of months. We had even kissed. Once but still it was a kiss. I had wanted Ron to kiss me for longer than I could remember. Ron wasn't exactly the brightest person but he still had not completely grasped the fact that I was in love with him. I wanted to tell him how I felt but I couldn't find the courage to say it.
I sat there is the bath for close to an hour. I finally got out, got dressed and walked to the door. When I unlocked it and opened the door, I came face to face with the beautiful blonde hair, blue eyed boy from my dreams. I could not move. Should I say something or not?
"What are you doing here Malfoy," I asked hoping I hadn't turned as red as I felt.
"It is the prefect bathroom Granger!" he snapped at me but without the anger he usually had in his voice.
"Whatever Malfoy, now move out of my way," I yelled as I pushed past him. I did not want to be so harsh but I had to, I could not let him think that I had any weakness for him. It was so hard to do with those amazing silvery blue eyes starring right at me, they cut through me like a knife. I started walking in a hurry back to the Gryffindor common room.