spirited away

pinky Promise

Hermione sighed breathing in her domains fresh warm air from sitting atop a rock, hair moving with the wind. Hermione didn’t want to deal with the embarrassment of herself losing control; She hated how she let him manipulate her body, and she hated how her body obeyed to his magic. Hermione brought the white paper blunt to her lips breathing in the rich taste of mijuawana She felt guilt as she hit it but it brushed off as her body began to relax now. Breathing smoke through her nose, Hermione tilted her head up to find a day lit galaxy sky swirls of blue, green and purple gas always had intransed her. Hermione felt a shift but ignored it believing it was her high making her paranoid, breathing out another hit Hermione felt her body be pulled off the rock being pushed harshly to the ground Hermione voice let out a yelp surprised, her senses being attacked by smell of malfoys pine sent, his hips pinned down her ankles holding her thighs down Malfoy’s wrist hand clapping around her wrist in a vice grip making her almost drop her blunt, “You would be the one abled to making in here” Her words came out slow taking in his silver grays pools anger showing filling her body as she kept her control, in this realm she didn’t have to worry about control, “You Are angry” her voice was soft her high refusing to let her panic. “You threatened my mother” he growled breath hot in her face. Mafloy went to shift his magic around Hermione's frame but she felt tired of the constant control she allowed him to have. hermione flexed her magic mimicking Draco’s snake though it didn't hold his elegance forcing him to release her, Hermione herd him grunt trying to fight her grasp failing; Hemione pushed him back, straddling his hip looking over him, Malfoy looked up, silver eyes glaring at her, Draco arms shook as Draco pulled his hand up to her hip trying to gain strength to push her off, Hermione hit her blunt breathing the smoke out into his face Malfoy glared “does you little goodie two shoes friends know about your habit” Malfoy shot trying to get a rise out of her, Hermione locked his hands from her hips to his sides with Hermione’s will it was harsh causing him to grunt slightly in pain, flipping the blunt hot to the inside her mouth she bent down slowly, amused when she saw malfoy expresion turned confused “mudblood wh-” Hermione harshly cut him off tired of his attitude closing her mouth inches from him blowing hot smoke into Malfoy’s mouth plugging his nose with her right fingers. Forcing him to breathing in the cannabis toxins, she savored how his cheeks redden thrown off by the attack and method, pulling the blunt from her mouth she pulled at it feelling the hot smoke fill her lungs, Draco released the hit taking it in gracefully, though she knew he’d never done it before. “This is close to a sorry you're going to get Draco, and for Ronald and Harry they only know half of me ” Hermione was accustomed to her dad's Tennessee accent and came at times when she talked plainly or lazily. Draco smirked up to her noting how she felt curiosity perk threw her spine, Hermione released him standing continuing to hit her blunt “Besides it legal in America” she continued talking in her lazy accent “what is this place?” Malfoy questioned, “i made this place so i could be alone though it took me awhile to make it, but if your here that means “He” could possibly get in as well” hermione said calmly through her body shivered Hermione felt draco pull the blunt out of her grasp hermione looked at him as Malfoy pulled a hit from it, raising a brow Malfoy flucked his hair out of his face noting that his hair was longer then when she first meet him at the antique store, “you give me very little credit kitten” Her breathed out, his hands trailing up her neck her body shivered when his thumb reached the soft of her throat “why do you keep doing this Malfoy'' hermione voice was cold as she tried to pull from his grasp, hating the feeling every time it went threw her body responding to him, “I have no need for such tedious things like lust, but unlike  me kitten, you need this..” he said his index finger entrapping her there Hermione side stepped attempting to making him lose footing, malfoy stopped her by holding her hip in place with the other hand “I don’t need anything malfoy!” she exploted trusting his hand away from her body, mad “sex, lust, adolescence! are all tedious things I don’t need!” Hermione yelled snatching the blunt from his lips and stormed off deeper into the lavender plaine. Irritated that these things kept coming up she was a level  woman who didn’t need such emotions, no one looked at her like a woman other than that monster and that was all she needed to know, her heart hurt with that thought.  She shoved the emotions down poppingt to her knees in a bead of soft moss and not worrying about bugs in her plane of the mirror world. Mafoy followed slowly behind her, “How did you make this place” she heard him change the subject a belly of anger settled a little, Hermione sighed sitting back looking to the galaxy skye watching as the clouds chose to appear and roll by “My father brought me some old books from our ancestry from like 1600’s my family was Jewish you see, though American now But I guess my great-ancient Grandmother was a jewish gypsy, and she descended down nine books all describing her magics, spells, witch work…” Malfoy mouth dropped “grimoire! You know how rare those are to have!” Hermione looked up, raising a brow, “no I didn’t, but one was a detailed book on how Any mirror can be enchanted by the Sun to become a magic mirror.  They can be portals into other realms, they can be used for divination, or for spells, and they can be used to reflect a spell back onto the sender” Hermione explained tilting her head “would you like me to show you how?” Hermimone asked quietly as she watched Draco shift lightly flicking his hair back “maybe some other time… I have to keep my specialtys to a minimum at the moment” Maylfoy’s response was vague making Hermione curious but didn’t push as she felt the bad mood brewing her lower back, Malfoys emotions sometimes was easy to pick up, she shifted on her knees to look directly at malfoy Hermione chose then to try to attack his demeanor paying him back for the last twelve hours finding this is the only common ground Malfoy seemed allow some sort of vulnerability she slowly pulled her hair from the space buns letting it flow down to the moss below biting her lip wondering if she was really ready poke the bear “I know what sways your exterior Malfoy” it was a theory but like every theory, hypotheses needed to be tested and as expected, Malfoy’s lips pulled up smirking, a silent reply of bring it on.