"As if that'd help any." He said, with a chuckle. "Who's going to help you, Draco?" He then flipped her on her stomach, and ripped her shirt off.

"Leave me alone! Stay away from me!" she screamed as she tried to get up to run. Fear started to run through her body.

When she tried to run, his hand darted for a handful of her hair, and he pulled her back. He then sat down and pulled her into his lap, and started to massage her breasts.

She tried to push his hands away yet moaned and smiled. She tried to stop enjoying this but it was hard. "This feels good." she whispered.

He just smirked and then kissed her neck. "Then stop trying to get away... I'll make you feel even better." He told her, and continued to massage her breasts. "What is your cup size?"

"I am a 40 C." she whimpered as she felt disgusted with him kissing her. She took a deep breath as she tried to keep her virginity.

"Hmm... pretty big for a girl your age." He told her, and then he grabbed ahold of her nipples and pulled them gently. He then moved one of his hands between her legs and down her panties.

"No!" she struggled and gasped as she humped his hand a bit. She tried to ignore her body yet her mind enjoyed the pleasure. Hermione cursed to herself and sighed.

"Granger, are you a virgin?" He asked, curiously, and kissed her neck, his hand started to work on her pussy, while under her panties. "Or are you a little tramp like I thought you were? Your body seems to tell me the latter..."

"I am a virgin. It isn't my fault my body isn't responding with me!" she growled at him. "Now let me go you freak!"

His fingers grabbed her clit, and started to gently move it around his thumb and forefinger. "Your body doesn't want me to do that." He said.