She winced as he pressed her against a tree, the bark digging painfully into her back. She shuddered as he pressed his nose against the column of her throat. She struggled ineffectually against his superior strength. He didn't even look like he was trying. "Hold still, Granger," he murmured against her neck. "Let me go!" she snarled. "I don't know what kind of sick game this is but I don't want to play." "This is no game, Mudblood," he replied, his tongue lapping against her skin.

"Don't," I cut her off cruelly. I stood to leave and then turned back toward my broken witch. "Know this, Hermione. You are mine. You've always been mine. And I will wait for you until you realize it." Draco has fallen in love against his better judgement. Angsy one-shot from his POV.

I felt bad for denying him for so long, for the pain that I must have caused him. I would make it up to him. I would show him the love and affection that he'd been denied for his whole life. I would show him what it was like to have someone who loved you unconditionally.

"Grrraaannngggeeerrrrr...." his voice called tauntingly. He was close. Too close. I ran faster, looking for somewhere to hide. I threw myself behind the first object I came across. "You can run, but you can not hide.."