Hermione pulled away and smirked at me, one hand of hers was finding the buttons on my shirt while the other was wound into my hair.I placed my hands on her waist slowly moving them downwards.
I hold my breath as she struggles with unbuttoning my shirt, I chuckle to myself looking her in the eyes.
"You're so cute," I smirk and finish the job by ripping off the final three buttons.
Her eyes widen as I spin her around and pin her against the wall kissing her roughly but passionately.
I kiss her neck leaving marks here and there and when I get to her sensitive part I smirk and suckle on the place between her collarbone for more than a minute.
Her breath hitches as I unzip her jacket and pull it off impatiently, under is a white tank top that I quickly pull off revealing a red lace bra hiding her beautiful nature-made breasts from me.
Almost angrily she pushes me away and starts to unzip my pants pulling them down to show my plain black underwear unlike her own that she now shows me pulling down her jeans.
A matching set of lingerie, it's almost as if she had planned this-and knowing her she most likely did.
I couldn't hold myself back, I moved closer to her and picked her light but tall form up and carried her up the stairs as she pointed the way to her bedroom.
She gasps as I drop her onto her large queen-sized bed that took up most of the room.
"Wait..." She says looking into my hungry eyes, her own filled with lust and temptation.
"What?" I ask almost annoyed that my fire had been put on pause.
"I just-just want to say that I love you...." She says smiling.
"I love you too," I say and go to undo her bra but she stops me again.
"Why do you keep doing that," I ask her.
"Because I think that before we do anything we need to talk," She says.
"You're joking, right? No of course you're not," I sighed.
"We need to talk about us..."
"What about?"
"Well...I love you so so so much...Y/N but I need to tell you something and you cannot tell anyone anything ever..."
I nod.
"Harry, Ron, and I are not going to be coming back to school next year..." She says this with such casualty that I'm calm until I process it.
"You're not coming back next year-Hermione it's going to be our last year, are you mad?" I say loudly.
"Honestly, I kinda feel mad..."
"But, why are you going to be leaving...and with them," I say with such venom that even the air seems colder.
"Yes...and I can't tell you why I'm leaving...but when we are gone I have a feeling you and I might cross paths and when we do we will be on different sides of the war..."
"What is that supposed to mean 'Mione?" I growl. "You think I wanted this?"
I shove my arm close to her showing her my burning mark.
"You think I wanted to be on the 'other' side of the war? I hate it, but like I told you they will kill me and everyone that I love if I am not on their side," I say standing up.
"I didn't mean it like that Y/N-," She tries to intercept.
"OH of course you didn't mean it like that Hermione, then tell me...how did you mean it to come out?" I say.
"You know what don't answer that," I growled at her. "And Hermione Jean Granger...I hope that you realize that you've lost your only ally on the 'other' side, and you're right...the next time we see each other...we won't be lovers we'll be enemies..."
With those final painful words, I left her grabbing my trunk and dragging it away from her London flat to the nearest alley.
A block away I found a dark alley, empty and closed off.
I apparate to the outside of the brick wall leading to Diagon Alley.
I couldn't go home, not yet...
Once I had booked a room at the nearest pub I closed my door, shut the curtains, and cried.
I cried for hours until I had nothing left inside until all of those traumatic, pent-up emotions had been released.
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A/N:
Alright...I know yall hate me cuz I don't post every single week. But I have a lot going on and I need to get those done bc it's like my life outside of Wattpad.
Soooo I'm trying to get into Yale...and I know that I am a Sophomore but that doesn't change the fact that I need to start now and not later for me to be able to get into Yale.
It's been my dream for a while now so....yeah...
I have volleyball, I have to practice for the ACT and SAT I need to start working on my admissions essays and I need to study like in general for all of my classes. One AP, and three CP so yeah....thats why I don't post so much.

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Mudblood//Hermione Granger
Fiksi PenggemarY/N Yaxley is a pure blood Slytherin who arrived at Hogwarts in her third year transferring from the Beauxbatons school of magic. She promised herself that at the beginning of her fourth year that this year was going to be different. She swore it. ...