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Adding a bit of purity

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Draco Malfoy flopped about the classroom restlessly as he awaited his tutor. He couldn't believe Snape of all people had forced him to attend such an insulting event as tutoring. He had no idea what he had done wrong he had simply been told his potions had been coming out impure. He had tried to blame it on Potter but with Potter sitting furthest away from him he had no way of blaming him any more. He refused to cheat off Mudblood Granger and had found himself thinking he had fixed it but at the end of class he had been given a D for potions. The nerve of Snape, a D, for a Malfoy? Draco was rightfully incredulous in his vehement protests but it only got him more time with his tutor.

Spinning his wand he lay back his sleek almost platinum blond hair swishing about slowly. His ethereally pale face occasionally let out a soft yawn or two before he looked to one side then the other of the room. Punctuality was important, so where was this tutor of his supposedly. His wiry body stretched and twisted as he squirmed in his boredom before he finally just laid back and drifted off to sleep after kicking up his boots onto the chair before him. He wasn't going to suffer this insult well but at least he could get some rest in the meantime.
 
Hermione had been stalling for the past ten minutes trying avoid going to her destination. Normally she was such a prompt person and usually arrived on time every time. But the task at hand was just to much for her. When Professor Snape had approached her and asked her to tutor someone she happily accepted. But then she found out the catch and it was to late to say she didn't have time. Draco had probably been sitting in that classroom for a good while and she was probably going to get an earful. Snape was so indirectly cruel for setting her up like this. Just then she rounded the last corner and she eyed the classroom where he was waiting in disgust. This experience was due to be horrid.

Sighing she combed her fingers through her brunette locks and thought it was best to move this along. There was no use in avoiding it any longer. If he wouldn't listen she'd just leave and tell the professor that he had been an inconsiderate little bastard. Nodding to herself for reassurance she finally walked to the door. Turning the knob she opened it and stepped inside. She spied him sleeping and smiled to herself. After little to no thought she slammed the door as loud as she could. She hoped it would result in a rude awakening for him. His reaction would hopefully keep her sane enough through this.
 
Draco had slept peacefully as she puttered about trying to avoid him. He was fast asleep and dreaming of Pansy Parkinson and how he'd been messing around with her behind her boyfriend's back. He liked pansy, somewhat, if only her . Somehow it wasn't enough, it was too compliant, there was no fight in her. Draco's erection tented his cloak slightly as he lay there his mind far away from the classroom. He turned over slightly in his seat tryng to find a more comfortable position. If it were up to him he'd just sleep through his whole time.

The door closed with a bang and Draco yawned slowly having become used to his father and mother's screaming and shutting doors and merely sat up. He noted his erection quickly though and shuffled about the folds of his robes to hide it before he turned. "Oh, Mudblood Granger..never thought I'd see you in tutoring." He said casually as if the insult was he first name before he leaned back slightly in the chair. "Don't sit too close, wouldn't want your..." He faltered a moment as she smirked. He hadn't seen her since she had her teeth reduced, she looked almost...good..." your...oh forget it." He continued flicking his hand. "So know who the tutor is?' He asked her curtly.
 
Of course...The insults. She sighed and shook her head at his question. But it wasn't an answer to his question. It was more an "Oh my god why am I here" shake of the head. Should she just not answer him and leave. This idea sounded so inviting. Also judging by his um "happiness" he had been showing maybe it was best to leave him wondering. But the more she thought about the less inviting it became. The idea of detention the rest of the year wasn't her idea of a good time. So after a lot of consideration she finally answered him.

"I regrettably agreed to be your tutor. I'm here to do my job and leave. Of course it's up to you how smoothly this is going to go. I'm willing to brush aside the fact that I don't care for you at all. But it's either try to get you to understand the class your failing or be in detention the rest of the year." She said without so much as a smile. "So decide now how this is going to go if you would please." She was trying to be polite as possible if only to ease the torture of being in the same room as him.
 
He stretched slowly and leaned onto his open palm with his elbow on the desk as he looked to her. "I don't know why you're here, maybe you're not as good at potions as you lead folks to believe. A mudblood knowing her way around an Apothecary, ridiculous." He said with a slow laugh before shaking his head. "Wait, no that was wrong of me..." He said to her before he began laughing again. "..to assume they'd even let you in the door" He continued before he ran his fingers through his hair and flicked it back. "But all jokes aside Granger, maybe you'll luck out and find a proper wizard husband and pop out some squib babies."

Over his own laughter he barely heard her answer and instantly his pale face turned a deep pink in his rage. "What!? You! Tutor me! That's ludicrous, wait till father hears of this!" He snappped as he stood suddenly. However he paused the minute he stood his robe tenting before him as well as his mind flashing to the rage of his father in learning he had been tutored by a mudblood. The fact that his grades would be that low alone would have him end up not having to suffer through insults and possibly even worse a lowering of allowance. He didn't think on if Hermione could see, it wasn't much of a bulge but considering his pants, shirt, belt, and robe were all covering it it was a wonder it could appear at all.
 
Oh Merlin. She knew he would do this. She watched as he threw his hissy fit determined not to laugh at his all but whining. But as he freaked out over his situation she just stared at him holding it all in. But as she stared she couldn't help but look over him. It was so hard not to find some one looking the way he did unattractive. She had convinced herself that he was a pig but damn. Then she noticed something that almost made her blush. He still seemed to be excited about whatever he had been dreaming about.

"So I'm taking it you had pleasant dreams before I interrupted you?" She asked trying not to blush but also was trying not to laugh. He must have been dreaming about Pansy. Unless he was getting off on yelling at her. That thought was almost as funny as him standing there with a hard on thinking she wouldn't notice.
 
He flicked his hair back as he regained his composure and breathed slowly. He'd either drive Granger out or he'd find a way to get her to end it early he told himself. He wasn't about to let her get the better of him, whoever left here first would instantly get detention if it was before a certain time. But if they left together it would seem as though it ended well. He couldn't stomach her though, she was so presumptuous, she didn't know her place and that above all else irked him. Sliding his hair back behind his ears he sighed.

His face turned a slightly deeper pink when she alluded to his obvious erection. "Drooling over my erection are you granger? Hoping I'll put a little purity into your potion?" He teased before he readjusted himself again. "Bet you've never even seen one." He added before he threw himself back into the chair crossing his arms as he smirked. "Well,you going to tutor or stand around looking like a right smug slag?" He snapped.
 
Hermione grimaced when Draco questioned if she had ever seen a male naked. Like she would tell him if she'd ever slept with anyone. Sure in her weakest moment she had had a few um "sessions" with Victor. But it was hardly sex. But contrary to popular belief Hermione was knowledgeable when it came to the act of sex. But once again like she would let this prat know that. Walking over she sat down a ways away from him and pulled out her potions book. He would probably call her a whore among other things.

"So would you care to tell me which potion you trouble with in class yesterday?" She asked trying to keep calm and not strangle him among other things. Yeah other things...Mmmmm...Wait why was she thinking like that? 'Pull it together.' She thought to herself. 'It's just Draco. Just a horrid little bastard.'
 
He saw the grimace and knew he had her there and leaned in a bit closer. "What's the matter Granger? I hit a nerve?" He asked her playfully. "What Potter and Weasly only interested in each other and not you? Or do they take turns with you?" He asked with a snicker before he leaned back. "In any case Cho says Potter isn't packing much, not when compared to a pureblood like me anyway." He added before he crossed his legs and sat back looking at her with a smug grin. He looked to her opening her potions book and he tilted his head.

"The one that requires the back of your throat and the tip of my cock" He replied casually before laughing. "No no, I guess it was that damn Orange one, the bright one ,I don't remember the name." He said flicking his hand as though dismissing it as ultimately unimportant. "You that much of a virgin you can't even defend yourself? Or that much of a slut?" He asked. "Potter not plowed you yet? Ooo or how about that Durmstrang fellow the seeker, did he find your Snitch?"
 
As she tried to keep calm and ignore his rude comments she tried find "the damn orange one" that he had been talking about. But the more he spoke the more she felt her blood begin to boil. She was by no means an angry person. But when you ruffled her feathers she could be a mean one. She thought she wouldn't loose it right off the bat but as she heard his last comment about Victor...Oh buddy...That was it...

She suddenly stood up and hauled off slapping him across the face. "I may be a bit inexperienced but at least I can control myself! You make yourself look like such a...Such a..." She almost couldn't find the word so she made do. "Such a slut!" She spouted off angrily. It was strange how he could get under her skin so easily. It was almost...sexy in a sense...
 
He laughed softly as he saw how flustered she was getting before he shook his head. "I bet he didn't, he probably fumbled around, looked at your tits, had a wank or two maybe sucked on em." He said before he gave a snigger. "Oh look at you all mad..what's the matter Granger gonna?"

His words were cut off by the slap and his hair flew covering that side of his face with a pink tinged handprint now rested. His head remained turned for a second before he lashed back and gripped her throat. "You filthy little mudblood you'd dare touch my face again!" He snapped his hand gripping her throat so even if she could grab her wand quickly it would have been no use. He flicked his wand over to the door and muttered a spell his father had taught him and it closed suddenly and bolted before he shoved her back against the top of a counter.

"You've really gone out of line this time Granger!" He hissed as he gripped tighter. "And no one is here to save you! you want to see a slut!" He snapped before he screamed "Sectum sempra" and pointed at her robes and they were torn open as though by an invisible blade exposing her skin as he ripped at it with his hand soon after his hand always squeezing her throat to prevent her from speaking.
 
As soon as Draco gripped her throat panic rushed through her. Oh Merlin she had gone too far. As he squeezed she heard the door lock and she really began to panic. As he cast the spell to tear her clothes she blushed on instinct but she fumbled for her wand in the process of trying to breath. As soon as she had she grabbed it she gripped his other wrist and eased it up slightly. As soon as she could breath she managed to point at his hand and cough. "E-explariarmus..." She muttered. As soon as she got the spell off his wand flew from his grip and she knocked him back with all her strength.

"I thought you would never touch or expose a mudblood. Isn't that beneath you?" She asked angrily as she pointed her wand at him defensively.
 
He found himself disarmed but even her full strength only knocked him back about a foot or so. He was still standing within range of grabbing her but hesitated. He looked to her as her robe flapped open. "Bit cold in her Granger or did your nipples get all stiff on their own?" He teased before he gave a short derisive laugh. "That door is locked, for at least two hours, and with Dumbledore out of town, and Professor Flitwick off doing work, no one can break the charm on it." He said with a smirk. "I mean...unless you mean to kill me." He said edging closer to her. "Would you do that Granger? I don't think you have it in you."

"You struck my face, its my place to show you yours. No matter what you've heard, you'll never be as good as one of us, for all his talk about equality...Dumbledore's a pureblood." He said with a soft laugh. "Voldemort is a half ling but that's more than you'll ever be." He said as his eyes narrowed and he glared at her. "Now you stand here..with a wand...pointed at me.." He began before he sighed. "Well..what happens now?"
 
She immediately clasped her robe shut as he commented on her current state. Her blush was still extremely apparent. Glaring at him she quickly moved over to where his wand had fallen and picked it up still keeping her wand pointed at him. All the while listening to his pureblood rant. Pft she would never ever explain herself to someone like him. "Now I guess we wait." She muttered. "I'm not going to Azkaban for someone like you. If I wanted to I could probably work the charm myself. But I'd turn my back and YOU would kill me."

She wouldn't dare to relax. Even though she had his wand and had the upper hand she would never underestimate anyone. "You might as well have a seat. Because until that charm wears off I'm keeping my guard up." She said as she kept her defensive stance.
 
"I wouldn't waste the magic on you." He said rather cockily before he shook his head. "If I had to kill you Granger I'd do it bare handed to feel the essence of your filthy mudblood life flow out of you into the aether." He said his pale blue eyes narrowing as he looked to her and slowly licked his lips. It was rather predatory, he had had this streak to him since moody had turned him into a mink. Minks were known for two things, being insatiable sexually, and being vicious when threatened. He paced around slowly as he looked to her with a smirk, it was rather broad and cruel as he moved.
"Why whould I sit?" He asked her slowly. He found it funny, she'd always been a rather poor duelist though she had an excellent knowledge for spells. He walked around and sighed before shaking his head. "Look..how about we talk this out then..but I don't feel comfy with two wands pointed at me, for all I know the concussive force of two spells at once may just kill me." He said to her slowly.
 
She didn't like the way he was looking at her at all. It was somewhat scary. Like he wanted to kill her. But at the same time it was sexual. She heard his comment about wanting to "talk about this" and "Not being comfortable with two wands pointed at him". She didn't know whether to laugh or take him seriously. After thinking it over she lowered his wand but kept it clutched in her hand. Keeping her wand pointed him she glared. "Alright you want to talk? Talk then." She muttered.
 
"My father beats me." He said slowly as he looked to the ground. "Horrible awful beatings, every time he sees my grades and compares them to yours. Even a single B and I get a thrashing." He said slowly as he hung his head. "I don't know..I guess I just always blamed you for it..and maybe that was wrong." He continued his hand running slowly along the side of his robe. "I just...I don't know." Putting his hands into his robes pockets he slumped slowly and curled up. "I just...I just want him to love me." He said with a half choked sob.
 
As Draco slumped to the floor she kept her eyes on him as well as her wand. This looked like a trap if she ever saw one. There was no way his father would ever beat him for something like that. Her face did falter slightly. But the way he was looking at her a second ago didn't leave her mind. She reassured herself mentally that he was simply acting and she was far from falling for it. "I'm not falling for this I'll have you know Malfoy..." She muttered in soft yet firm tones.
 
Malfoy had crept a bit closer with each movement. It wasn't even really noticeable. He hunched over his hands clutching his sides as he hung his head. His tears gently dripped from his chin to the floor before he looked up to her. "I'm just not that good of a student...you know..the books and the studying." He said slowly before he sighed. "I understand...you don't trust me." He said as he hung his head. "You were always a good STUPEFY!" His hand lashed upward pulling out a secondary wand and he pointed the blast directly at her face as he threw himself sideways from his crouched position to avoid any potential attacks directed at him.
 
She knew it. It was too good to be true. As his wand slipped from her grasp and she felt the wave of power coming towards her face. She thankfully ducked in time and came back up to send a spell his way. But decided against it. No this was silly. She still stayed in a defensive stance but she didn't not intend on attacking him. "I refuse to do this." She muttered. "We'll just end up hurting each other severely and it's not worth it."
 
"Good to know" He said as he scooped up the wand from the ground. Now that he held two he smirked and shook his head. "thought I'd have just one wand Granger?" He snapped before laughing and shaking his head. "so you won't fight back, I see." He said before he gave a slight wave of the wand before he shot a desk in her direction while simultaneously using his other wand to hurl one at her from a somewhat different direction.
 
She dove out of the way of both desks as they collided with one another. She was taken aback somewhat but she quickly righted herself. As she stood up she pointed her wand at him and fired. "Petrificus Totalus!" She exclaimed. If she got this off at least he'd be immobile for a while.
 
"Expelliarmus" He cried pointing both wants towards her. One collided with her spell giving off a large white flash but the other kept going before he whirled around and shot another two her way as well before turning slightly. He had always heard Granger wasn't a very good duelist and in fact was somewhat of a klutz at it but he guessed she had gotten better over the summer.
 
She managed to dodge most of what he threw at her. She was glad that she had improved on this. But he was going to wear her out. She fired a few more harmless spells at him before wondering how long she'd be able to keep this up. "This is stupid." She muttered. This had all started with hitting him in the face over being a total slut. As she had moved around to dodge his attacks and counter them she had forgotten about her exposure.

Finally when she did notice she hardly cared and actually wondered if it would give her an advantage if she just rid herself of it. Deciding quickly she moved out of her torn clothes and tossed them aside. If he would falter at the sight of her half naked, since he only had cut her house robe, blouse, and bra with the spell, even for a second she would be able to get him. So she covered her breasts with her arm and kept firing at him.
 
Draco was simply blocking spells with one wand and firing back with the other with ease before he finally sighed. He was getting tired of this. He smirked before he shook his head. "You think a set of tits will distract me Granger?" He snapped, his member did harden though. IT was easily seen through his robe as he moved. It stretched up past his navel, far too thick and long for his slight frame. Due to years of inbreeding certain qualities in the Black line had been refined and Draco had quite apparently inherited them

He growled as he used his wand to hurl several desks and then fired a number of curses at her following them. He was getting more and more frustrated. He twisted quickly to throw another chair and shifted quickly over to another part of the room wondering when she'd finally give in.
 
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