Hermione and Draco

As soon as the pair saw each other, the effect was instantaneous.

Despite the face that the two hated one another's guts, they couldn't fight the sudden sex attraction that had washed over them. They wanted each other and despite how sudden and insane that was, the pull was too great.

But that didn't mean they were gonna be nice to each other. "What do you want, Mudblood?"

Hermione glared at him. "Shove of, Malfoy." Despite how much looking at him sickened Hermione, the witch was suddenly overwhelmed with a sudden heat that made her rub her legs together. "Why are you even here? This isn't anywhere close to your common room, the library or anywhere you should be going."

"I go where I want," Draco told her. "When I want and do whatever I want whilst there." He moved closer to her, Hermione trying to keep herself calm as he got closer. "So what are you doing here, Granger? Not hanging around your loser friends? What, couldn't stand to be around Potter now that he's got himself another girl?"

"Don't be stupid," Hermione growled.

"Guess I can't blame Potter. At least he was smart enough to get himself a properly blooded witch, even if it is a poor blood traitor like Weasley. Wonder how long it'll last. Maybe she's just after him for his wealth. Bet she'll dump him for someone else, once she's got a hold of enough gold."

"Ginny's not like that," Hermione growled at him. "She's a good person and Harry's lucky to have her."

"Yeah, sure. Bet you're still upset you didn't get Potter. Maybe he and Weasley will let you into their bed when they get married. Lots of wizarding families use mudbloods like you as bed warmers. Pretty much all someone like you is good for."

"Screw you!" Hermione tried to slap him, but Draco grabbed her wrist before she could hit him.

"I don't think so. I don't let mudbloods get the drop on me twice." He was still upset about the punch she had given him the previous year. And now, he was gonna have his ****.

Hermione tried to pull herself free, but Draco's grip was too strong. And after quickly making sure nobody was around to see them, he pushed Hermione backwards until he had her pinned between him and the wall. She gasped, as Draco stared into her eyes.

"Admit it, Granger. This is so turning you on. A slutty little mudblood like you, being overpowered and dominated by a real wizard. This must be a dream come true. Am I wrong?"

"You are," Hermione kept struggling to get out of his grasp.

"Oh yeah. Then why aren't you trying to jinx me?" That was a good question. Hermione didn't know why she wasn't trying to magic herself free. She could easily grab her wand and blast him. So why wasn't she?

Suddenly, Draco reached down and groped her chest through her clothes. She gasped, as she felt his hand squeeze her breast. "What are you doing?"

"Exactly what you want," Draco told her. He grabbed her other breast and squeezed them both, Hermione constantly moaning as she felt him manhandle something he had no right touching. "So, what are you gonna do about it? Gonna stop me, or are you gonna prove how much of a slut you are?"