Draco finds her alone

The whole morning, Hermione was jumpy. Down at breakfast, Ron and her exchanged glances, but everytime one of them looked up, the other one would look down again, both blushing. This was so silly, Hermione told herself. There is so much more going on here, this should mean nothing much, right? But still, as Hermione inevitably got groped on her way out of the great hall, she realized that the touches of strong male hands sent chills down her spine today. And not necessarily the bad kind of chills...

She got safely to class in her usual way. But she found it much harder than usual to focus. Again and again, images of Rons naked body in the shower or even of Draco forcing Pansy to the wall were floating through her head. Her notes this morning were passable at best, very much not up to her usual standard. The constant sounds of kissing, gasping and groans, muffled by cock in the mouth, did not make it easier.

But somehow, Hermione made it to lunch without losing it. That was when Harry sat down next to her. No. Nono please, she thought, Not him, not now. But to her relief, Harry only wanted to talk. And about a rather interesting transfiguration problem, she was delighted to hear. She happily told him all she knew and where he could get more information. Hermione almost forgot how agitated she was. Almost.The great Hall at lunch time was not a good place for someone trying to rid her mind of naughty thoughts...

Hermione found herself watching Cormac McLaggen how he stood behind the bent over shape of a Hufflepuff girl. Not a trace of intelligent life on his stupid face, she thought, but still watched him muscular body slamming against hers again and... No, focus Hermione! But it barely mattered where she was looking. Cocks were sucked, tits groped and dicks ridden all around her. She had to get out of there before one of them would come to her. Or before she herself would.. No. just get out now!

The corridors were rather empty at the moment and Hermione halted around the next best corner, panting for air as she waited until her head stopped spinning like that. What was the matter with her? She did not even realize that she totally forgot to use her usual disillusionment charm on herself. Anyone could come by and see her right now. But it was not like masses of horny guys were walking the halls right now. There was just one single student she saw, as she looked back up.

"Granger..." she heard the surprised voice of Draco Malfoy. No. Nonononono! You have to get out of here, somehow, Hermione told herself. And yet, she also saw it again in her minds eye, the way Dracos big dick was going in and out of... No.... But what could she do now? she was backed into a corner, both figuratively and literally.