Resentment

chapter 9 - heartbreak

Draco opened his eyes to the dim room, there was something different to the room he was in, but he couldn't really tell what that was, perhaps it was just simply too much alcohol last night. With the movement of one leg the tell-tale clink of wine bottles rouses the person next to him. He jerked his head and saw a human figure next to him sleeping softly. It was then he realized it was Pansy. With one look at her tells him that her head is just as bad. She squints, dry mouth sticky with thick saliva and moans before retreating under the duvet.

"Fuck!" cussed Draco. His brain felt like it would swell beyond the capacity of his skull and now his dehydration was too obvious to ignore. He would have to bump down the stairs on his backside. Again his stomach lurched and gurgled. Perhaps some painkillers would help too. He raised his heavy eyelids half way only for them to fall shut. He raised them again and swung his bare feet to the carpet again. It was cold and sticky underfoot, he must have missed that earlier. He looked at Pansy and saw the bare flesh dangling in front of her.

"We didn't, did we?" Draco asked tentatively. Pansy didn't reply to him. This dead silence just confirmed Draco. "Fuck!" He turned his back and looked into the mirror trying to think what had happened last night. The memories just didn't connect. "I'll go dress up, see you at breakfast, Draco." Pansy picked up her panties and bra from the edge of Draco's side of the bed. She gave him a kiss on the forehead before she left the room. "What the fuck did I do?" Draco slammed the pillow off the bed.

knock knock

"Draco, I am Daphne, can you hurry up and get out? I've got to get my books." Draco heard the mumbling voice outside. "Fuck!" Draco casted a dressing spell so that he could leave this room immediately. He started walking back and forth in his room, thinking of the details to pull the memories back together.

He closed his eyes and rewinded his mind.

Pansy was standing nude in the room when he walked in and he was about to leave when he saw it. "I didn't kno-" he apologized and was interrupted by a kiss from her. She pulled away his belts, rolled his pants down and made him step out of his pants. "I don't think we should," Draco resisted. "I know you want it," said Pansy and pulled him to the side of her bed. She guided his hands to start massaging her breasts. Under Draco's vigorous rubbing, Pansy was shivering now and her butts were clenched with the stimulative constring. Her legs squeezed together.

Pansy could tell he wasn't in himself. He had so many shots of vodka that she had lost count. No one could stop him then. But she didn't care whether he would remember this tomorrow, she wanted him, for so long as she could remember. She closed her eyes the moment he spread her wide. It wasn't the first time they had sex, the night after Christmas, at Hogsmeade. Their parents had them engaged. She wanted it, and he gave it to her.

He conjured a condom and tore it open. He slid it on and thrusted into her, without caring if it would hurt her. "Draco, you're hurting me." Pansy said with pain. He thrusted in and out mumbling a name. Pansy couldn't tell who that name was. She casted a silence sonorus, "Hermione, you fucking bitch," said Draco and released inside her. Pansy looked at him fighting back tears, not only of the pain she just experienced, but for the fact that he just said that name over and over again.

knock knock

"Draco! Are you going for breakfast? Pansy told me to check on you," Blaise walked in and saw Draco sitting on his bed. "Earth to Draco? Are you coming or not?" Blaise waved in front of his face to check if he was paying attention. "Yeah, let's go." Draco stood up and left with him. "Theo said you weren't in the room last night." Blaise said and looked at Draco with a smirk. "What do you want to ask, Blaise?" snapped Draco while making their way to the Great Hall. "You and Pansy, did it right? She was telling everyone. Just wanna know if it's real this time," laughed Blaise.