Hermione Punching Draco Novels & Stories

she laughed before jumping up to uppercut him. Her first landed hard enough he spat a couple of teeth out before regaining his focus on what has happened. Moving quickly, she threw a few more good lunches and a roundhouse kick to Pete in the face before she was tackled to the ground from Drako, well landed on top of her. He grabbed both her wrists and held them above her head and pointed her legs with his. "Oh now isn't this exciting!" his voice boomed around her as she struggled. "You'll never learn, Drako. Just give it to her!" Pete hollered from the door.

The Draco, who learned how to throw a punch from Ximi, strikes David with an extremely powerful blunt attack. David raises his dagger to block the strike. As David feels the Draco’s strength hit his stomach, David pukes out blood as the Draco’s powerful strike ignores David’s pitiful defense. The powerful force exerted by the Draco throws David towards a wall. The impact knocks the air out of David’s lungs. The Draco quickly takes advantage of this situation and breathes fire towards David. David falls to the ground. Raising his head, he sees the fire go towards him. It was too late to dodge now.

Peter's POV Draco walked in front of Enzo and me as we made our way to the underground torture chambers. The journey that normally took about 1 hour took just 35 minutes to complete. Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago.

Furious, I pulled his hair hard and clamped my teeth down on his lips till I could taste blood. He still didn't budge, instead he chuckled against my lips and tightened his grip. My anger shot up to the point I was already boiling. Without thinking twice, I pulled every ounce of strength I had and balled my fist. I swung it right into the side of his abdomen. Draco pulled away instantly, coughing and groaning as he doubled over, hugging his side. I didn't wait to see his reaction. I crawled back away from him, glaring hard at him while my face was as red as a tomato.

after slapping her for the 13th time, Draco notified her to stand up again, but she remained on the floor. "Stand up!!" Draco yelled at her, but she remained on the floor. "Theo, stand her up and hold her," Draco instructed. Theo went to Madison and picked her up; Draco raised his hand to slap Madison again. "Please," Madison pleaded with tears rushing down her eyes. "What did you say?" Draco asked. Theo chuckled, "She’s pleading." Theo mocked her. "Aw, and she's cute, though. She would be a pretty little thing if only you didn't choose wrong." One by the name Xavier mumbled, staring at her.

It's high time I wash off every cum, squirts and saliva off my body. *** Location: red blood pack. Hermione's POV. Caroline continously jerks. Her bones and entire body vibrates. It quakes and trembles brother Ron's priceless bed. She jerks and roll round the bed. She finally fall off. Her head roughly slam the floor. She bleed profusely. Her entire blood stains the floor. Mom and I again rush to her. We pin her to the ground. I pin her arms. Mom pin her feets.

The way that bitch had laughed at her non-stop earlier. She marched towards the TV, yanked the electric cord off, and the screen turned blank. “Now, that is ruining my life. Not the princess problems you were talking about just now,” Draco said, laughing fully now and Ophelia groaned as she snatched a ceramic bowl off a pocket in the living room console, and she hurled it at his head. He ducked, still laughing as the bowl smashed hard against the wall and splinters flew everywhere. “Go on,” Draco said, sitting up again. “When you are done, I will fuck the price of all the items you destroyed off you.”

I swallowed frantically, choking slightly on the sheer volume of his seed, but forcing it down my throat just as he demanded, tasting every single drop of his power over me. More of it spilled over my lips, leaking out the corners of my mouth and tracking down my chin, painting me in his mark just like he promised. Draco stood completely still for a long, agonizing moment, his chest heaving, his fingers slowly loosening their death grip on my hair. He let out a long, shuddering breath, looking down at me as I knelt there on the hard floor, breathless, tear-streaked, and thoroughly ruined.

The demons turn their attention to Draco standing at the entrance of the church building and immediately attack him with murderous intent, Draco smiles a bit before putting up his palm DRACO : I have no time for this… a small dark ball crackling with life forms on his upraised palm and fires a concentrated beam at the incoming demons, wiping all of them out instantaneously DRACO : Is that all you’ve got??... ( with a cynical smile) MARTHA : Kneel…. Draco bends down a little with his knees almost touching the ground, he struggles a bit before looking up at Martha with a dangerous grin DRACO : My, my… you really are something else, Being able to almost bring me to my knees… for such a glorious

I say to her. “Okay,” she says. She is crying and sobbing as I release her hand. “You all need to stay back away from the door. I will have to blow it if I cannot get the keys,” I say to the women in the room. They all move to the back of the room. I go down the hall. I turn to my right, and I see the bastard opening the door right where I am standing. “BITCH!” he yells at me. Draco comes from the other side and knocks Horace off his ass onto the ground. “Don’t talk to my wife that way,” Draco says.