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Title: Surprise?

Author: DceptiveNocence

Disclaimer: First of all, JK owns the Harry Potter universe,
not me (dang), I only play with her characters before returning them (maybe
slightly more so messed up, but is that really so wrong? Hehe).

Rating: NC17

Pairing: Draco/Hermione

Summary: What happens when Hermione�s boss offers her a free
trip to a masquerade? Well, Draco, for one thing.

�Hermione?�

�Yes, ma�am, Mrs. Beech?�
Hermione responded looking up from the paperwork on her desk.

Mrs. Beech shut the door to
Hermione�s office and walked in before sitting in one of the chairs opposite
her employee. �You work entirely too hard�you deserve some time off.�

�But ��

�Let me finish,� she said giving
her a stern look.

�Yes, ma�am.�

�As I was saying, you deserve to
take some time off. The Halloween Masquerade I attend each year, you know the
one I speak of?�

�I am aware of it, yes, ma�am.�
Hermione knew that Mrs. Beech took a week off each year attend a masquerade,
often held in some exotic location, but knew little else of it.

�As usual, I got two tickets, only
to find my husband is unavailable to attend this year, some kind of conference.
I didn�t want the ticket to go to waste, so I thought about what I should do.
Then, lo and behold, I walk by and see you, bent over your desk and busy as a
bee, as always. So I decided, �who needs this more than Hermione? She hasn�t
taken a holiday in years.� Now, I am here offering you not just a holiday,
which you desperately need, but a free trip, all expenses paid to a lovely
party�Who knows,� she said wi wic wicked smile, �maybe you�ll meet a man to
take your mind off of work. We leave tomorrow at noon. Meet me here just
outside the building and we�ll Apparate. Take the rest of the day and the
morning off to get ready.� Mrs. Beech stood up and prepared to depart. �I�ll
see you noon tomorrow, Hermione,� she said as she walked out of the office.

Hermione�s mind started buzzing
wildly. She couldn�t take time off! She had work to do! What would they do
without her for an entire week?!

�Hermione, I thought I told you to
go home and get ready,� Mrs. Beech said from her place in Hermione�s door. �Oh,
and by the way, don�t worry about a costume, we�ll go shopping when we get
there.� She gave a smile and walked away, leaving Hermione alone again.
Hermione sighed and stood up. When Mrs. Beech made up her mind there was no
changing it, and she had definitely made up her mind. Once she gathered her
things, Hermione locked her office and Apparated to her flat in Hogsmeade.
Hermione had been working at Mugglves, an agency that had been established five
years previous, the year she graduated from Hogwarts and the year that
Voldemort had been killed in fact, which promoted the relations of house elves
and Muggles with wizards, located near her childhood home in London.

Unlike the Muggles relations office
in the Ministry of Magic, Mugglves actually interacted with the objects of
their attention, which is what made Hermione fall in love with it in the first
place. In the five years that Hermione had been working there, she could only
remember taking three days off, and that had been within the first year because
of her mother�s death. Everyone knew she worked much too hard, but no one dared
say anything, as the last person who did was lucky to get away alive; no one,
that is, until Mrs. Beech approached her. Hermione had to admit, she did need a
break�and she certainly deserved it. With this thought, she sat her things on
the coffee table in her living room and headed to her bedroom. Once there, she
used her wand to pull out her luggage and an array of clothes. When she had
quite a few choices laid out, she decided which outfits to take and quickly
packed them with a wave of her wand. She waved her wand again and the
remainders of her clothes were back in her closet. She finally checked her
watch to see what time it was. �Time to eat,� is what it read, causing Hermione
to realize how hungry she was. She made her way to the kitchen and quickly
fixed herself some food. Soon after she nearly fell asleep in her plate, she
decided to make it an early night. She cleaned the kitchen before going to her
bedroom, changing into her nightclothes, getting into bed, and promptly falling
asleep.

The next morning, Hermione finished
gathering her things, not stopping until 11:30. At 11:45, Hermione grabbed her
things and Apparated outside of the Mugglves building.

�Hermione, good morning,� Mrs.
Beech said happily.

�Good morning, Mrs. Beech,�
Hermione replied.

�Hermione, let me tell you one
important thing before we go�As long as we�re not at work, I�m your friend, not
your boss. Call me Lara, please.�

�Yes, M�er, Lara.�

�Thank you. Ready to go?�

�I�m all set.�

�I�ll see you there, then,� she
told Hermione before disappearing with a *pop*. Hermione did much the same thing,
seeing Lara as soon as she arrived at her destination. They had Apparated to
what seemed to be a very large, centuries-old house.

�This way, Hermione,� Lara told her
leading her to a room. �This is your room. Mine is just next door. I�m going to
set down my things, then we can go to find our costumes.�

As Lara went next door, Hermione
sat her things down and pulled out some Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts and slid
them into her cloak pocket.

�Ready?� Lara asked from her place
in Hermione�s door.

�Yes, I�m coming.�

�There�s this lovely little place
in America where I usually get my costumes for the masquerade. Are you up to a
little inter-continental Apparating?�

�Sure, it�s been awhile since I was
last over there.�

�Okay, it�s in Virginia. The shop
is called The Masked Marauder.�

�Okay, I�ll see you there.�

They promptly
Disapparated, appearing moments later just outside of The Masked Marauder.

�Is there a
theme,� inquired Hermione, is iis it just whatever strikes our fancy?�

�There�s a
theme. This year is famous people throughout history. They only require that
you follow the theme and wear a mask. I know there are a few places where
people get their costumes that don�t have a charm on the masks to keep them on,
but luckily they only sell pre-charmed masks here, so you won�t have to worry
about charming it yourself. At midnight all the m dis disappear for a big
reveal and you finally get to see who is wearing what. It�s quite fun to see if you can guess who is who
before the unmasking. It will surprise you how wrong you can be.�

As Lara
finished, she and Hermione walked through the door of The Masked Marauder.
Inside were costumes of all colors, shapes, sizes, and varieties, from simple
children�s costumes to elaborate costumes with three pieces alone just making
up the mask.

�Good afternoon,
Lara,� came a voice from the back of the shop.

�Good afternoon,
Pauline.�

�Come for your
costumes?� Lara nodded and Pauline continued, �I�ve pulled some things for you
and your husband.� She hadn�t yet noticed that instead of her husband, Hermione
was with Lara.

�Actually,
Pauline, I forgot to tell you. Robert is not able to attend this year, due to a
convention. Instead I brought along one of my employees, who desperately needs
a holiday. This is Hermione. Hermione, this is Pauline, she owns The Masked
Marauder.�

�Nice to meet
you,� Pauline said stretching her hand out to shake Hermione�s.

�The pleasure is
all mine,� Hermione replied, shaking Pauline�s hand.

�Would you like
me to pull some things for you? Or would you rather look for yourself?�

�I think I�ll
look on my own for a bit.�

�Okay. Lara, do
you want to come see what I have pulled for you?�

�Sure.�

Lara and Pauline
went behind a curtain and into the back of the little shop, leaving Hermione to
her own devices.

Hermione began
to look around, many things catching her eye, but it seemed to be hours before
she finally decided upon something. She took it back to the dressing room and
tried it on. It fit her perfectly, almost as if it were made just for her.

The costume consisted
of a red gown, much like the gowns of medieval times, with a white panel in the
front, a thin gold rope criss-crossed down the length of the white panel, and
gold trim and stitching around the edges. It pushed her bust up slightly, which
she liked, as she had always thought her chest was a tad too small. From there,
the dress went down accentuating her slim waist before flaring out into the
bell-like skirt. On her feet she had red shoes with gold around the openings
for her feet, which matched the dress perfectly and oddly reminded her somewhat
of Dorothy�s ruby slippers. The mask she had chosen covered the area around her
eyes and the uppermost part of her nose. It was almost completely the same red
as the dress but with a little bit of white just around the eyes, black
eyelashes on top of the eyes, and gold trim around the edge of the mask.

�Hermione, you
look wonderful,� Lara said as she emerged from the back of the shop.

�Thank you. I
decided I could go as Guinevere.� Lara looked at her blankly. �Muggle thing.�

�Oh�No matter
how long I work with Muggles I will never know everything. I was going to say
you were Genera Gryffindor.�

�I didn�t think
about her, but you do have a point.� Hermione gave a laugh. �Well, Genera
Gryffindor it is. Did you find anything yet?�

�Yes, I was just
about to pay, but I just had to come see if you found anything yet. You just
get changed, then we�ll go pay for everything and be on our way.�

�Okay.� Hermione
quickly changed back into the blue jeans, �Hogwarts Class of 1998� T-Shirt, and
sneakers that she had been wearing earlier. She neatly put the dress back on
the hanger and stepped out of the dressing room with the dress over her arm and
the mask and shoes in her hand.

�Ready?�

�I�m ready.�

�I�ve paid for
mine already. I would have waited, but I want it to be a surprise.� They had
just reached the checkout counter and Hermione sat the dress, shoes, and mask
down. She began to reach into her pocket to pull out some Galleons, Sickles,
and Knuts when Lara inquired, �What do you think you�re doing?�

�Getting my
money out?�

�Nonsense. I
told you this trip was all expense paid. You deserve it.�

�But��

�No buts. I�m
paying for it and that�s that.�

�I can see I�m
not going to win here, so thank you, Lara.�

�No problem,
Hermione,� she replied as she handed over some Galleons along with a few
Sickles and Knuts to Pauline. �Thank you, Pauline. I�ll see you next year.�

�Okay, I�ll see
you then. And good bye, Hermione, it was nice to have met you.�

cla class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:395.25pt'>�Goodbye,
Pauline, and it was lovely to have met you too.�

Lara and
Hermione Apparated back to Hermione�s room at the large house.

�The party�s
tomorrow night, so can you think of anything else you need? Let�s see you have
a costume, mask, shoes�Do you need any makeup?�

�Well, I brought
a little, but I may need some new colors to go with my dress.�

�I�m going to
put my things down, then I�ll come back and we can go get some. I�m sure I need
some new colors, too. Then we can just get something to eat while we�re out.�

�Okay.� Hermione
hung her dress in the closet and sat the shoes and mask on top of her dresser
as Lara went next door to sit her things down.

When Lara
returned, she and Hermione promptly Apparated to a makeup shop, just down the
street from The Masked Marauder. Quite a while later, they emerged from the
store carrying bags of cosmetics. They began looking for a place to eat, as
neither had eaten since that morning and both were famished. They settled on a
quiet little caf� where they had dinner before once again Apparating to the
house with their earlier purchases.

�I think I�m
going to call it a night,� Lara told Hermione. �When you wake up in the
morning, just come on downstairs. Breakfast will be served in the dining room.�

�Okay, I�ll see
you in the morning.�

�Goodnight,�
Lara yawned.

It wasn�t until
then that Hermione realized how tired she actually was. She changed and within
minutes was asleep. When Hermione awoke the next morning, she pulled on a pair
of black jeans and a black T-Shirt with a picture of a house-elf who was running
around Hermione�s torso. She finally made her way downstairs and to the dining
room to see Lara sitting at the table.

�Good morning,�
Hermione told her brightly.

�Good morning. I
assume you slept well.�

�You assume
correctly. Are we the only ones here?�

�Well, some
other people are staying, but all with the exception of two have come down
already.�

�What about the
owner of the house?�

�I believe he
had to finish making last minute plans, so he�s gone for now. If he doesn�t
return before we start getting ready, I�ll introduce you to him after the
unmasking, that is, if you don�t meet him at the masquerade.�

�Miss Lara!�
cried a squeaky little voice. It was Triny, a house-elf who Mugglves had helped
free. Hermione had no idea that Triny had found work again so soon.

�Hello, Triny. I
wasn�t aware you found work so soon. I assume you are receiving the benefits
you wanted?�

�Oh, ya�ama�am,
Miss Lara. Master has been very good to Triny.�

�Well, I�m glad
to hear that. Hermione, I think I�m going to go get a few last minute things.
Do you need anything?�

�Not that I know
of. I think I�ll just stay here. I wanted to finish my book anyway.�

�I should have
known,� Lara said with a laugh. �You and your books.� She rolled her eyes,
earning a laugh from Hermione. �It starts at 6:00 so I�ll be sure to be back by
4:00 so we can start getting ready.�

�Okay.�

�I�ll see you
later,� Lara stated as she left the room.

Hermione quickly
finished eating and, true to her word, went to her room and curled up on her
bed and began reading. At about 3:30, Hermione finished the book and put it
away. She then decided to go ahead and get a bath so that she could start
getting ready.

She went into
the bathroom between her and Lara�s rooms and drew herself a bath. When the
claw-footed bathtub was full, she sunk into the warm water and felt all tension
leave her body. At 4:00, she stepped out and wrapped her body in a dry bath
towel, also wrapping her hair in a towel as she walked out of the bathroom and
into her bedroom. She sat down at the vanity in the corner of her room and
pulled out the makeup she had gotten the previous day.

�Hermione,� Lara
said from her place in the bathroom door, �did I by any chance give you my
makeup, too?�

�Actually, yes.�

�Mind if I join
you?�

�Not at all.� Hermione
conjured a chair out of thin air and offered it to Lara.

Lara sat and
they did their makeup, chatting all the while. Hermione had on eye shadow that
changed from red to gold every time she blinked, which she and Lara both
thought would look amazing when she was wearing her mask, as you could see her
eyes through it. Other than the eye shadow, Hermione�s makeup was rather simple
with fairly natural colors. Lara�s makeup consisted of light silver eye shadow,
natural looking blush, and frosty light pink lipstick.

�Now I�m really
intrigued as to what your costume is,� Hermione commented to Lara.

�Well, you can
just keep wondering. Maybe if you�re lucky I�ll let you see it before we go
down; otherwise you might die of curiosity,� Lara laughed.

�Yes, and you
wouldn�t want to be the cause of my death now would you?� Hermione joked.

�Well, let�s get
changed and meet back here in a half-an-hour.� Hermione agreed and Lara
retreated to her room to finish getting ready.

Hermione got her
dress out of her wardrobe and laid it on the bed. She then unwrapped the towels
from around her body and hair and deposited them in the clothesbasket just
inside the bathroom door. Hermione noticed that Lara�s door on the other side
of the bathroom was closed. �Must be some costume if she wants it to be kept
this much of a secret,� she thought to herself.

Hermione crossed
her room to the dresser containing her clothes and pulled out a shiny gold bra
and matching thong. She put them on, turned, and walked to the bed. When she
got to the bed she turned the dress over so the back was facing up. The dress
was made as if it were actually from the time period of Guinevere, which meant
it had numerous buttons running down the back, which Hermione began to unbutton
with nimble fingers. Once all of the buttons were undone, Hermione slipped into
the dress and began to rebutton it as much as possible.

�Here,� Hermione
heard a voice she distinguished as Lara�s behind her, �move your hair and I�ll
help you.�

Hermione did as
she was told and told Lara, �Thank you.�

�No problem.�

�Does this mean
I get to see your costume? When you get done buttoning me up, that is.�

�Sure, but keep
in mind, I haven�t fixed my hair yet, so I�ll look better once I do that,� she
replied as she slipped the last button through its hole. �Okay, I�m done.�

�Thank you,�
Hermione said as she let go of her hair, which had gotten considerably tamer
over the years while still retaining some wave and was now down to the middle
of her back, and turned around to face Lara.

�It�s beautiful,�
Hermione breathed as she laid eyes on Lara�s costume. Lara was wearing a dress
that hugged her slim frame down until about where her knees were, where it
slightly flared out into a bell. About mid-calf, the front of the dress split
and ruffled down so that the front was open, yet the back and sides of her legs
were still covered. It was pure white and had glitter all over it, with an
intricate pattern of what looked to be a sun made of beads on the bodice. What
seemed to be the rays of the sun extended all the way to the bottom of the
dress and even wrapped around the back. The straps of the dress were made of a
string of the same beads that adorned the bodice and criss-crossed in the back.
The neck draped slightly in the front, stopping just above the beaded sun. She
had a sparkling white shawl with beaded ends over her arms and pearlescent
white heels on her feet.

�Where�s your
mask?�

�I�m going to
put it on after I do my hair, but I decided I would show you first.�

�Well, it�s
gorgeous. Who are you supposed to be? Wait, let me guess.� Hermione though for
a moment and said, �Astrina Solario, that witch who invented lumos.�

�I should have
know you would get it on the first try.�

�We probably
need to do our hair. I don�t know how much time we have left.�

Lara agreed with
her and they went into the bathroom and began casting various charms on their
hair. Before their very eyes, Hermione and Lara�s hair twisted, curled, and
fixed itself.

While Lara�s
hair was twisted in the back with curls on top of her head, Hermione�s was left
down but made into loose curls and held out of her face with a red-jeweled clip
and a few curled tendrils hanging at the side of her face. They both cast
charms on their hair that acted like hairspray without the caked on sticky feeling.
Lara looked past Hermione into her bedroom and saw that the Muggle clock she
brought with her read 5:35 and told Hermione, �We actually might get there a
little early. Now when we get there, I want you to talk to some people, have
fun.�

�I�ll try.�

�You�d better.
Let me go put my mask on and I�ll be right back.�

�Okay, I�ll go
ahead and put mine on, too, then,� Hermione said as she walked into her room.
After a moment, Lara returned to Hermione�s room wearing a mask much like
Hermione�s, except Lara�s was sparkling white and had the same beads from her
dress around the edges and the eyes, where it looked like the sun rays.
Hermione quickly put her mask on and asked Lara, �Are you ready?�

�Sure am. You?�

�As ready as
I�ll ever be.�

�Well, let�s go.
It�s almost a quarter until six.�

The two women
walked out of Hermione�s room and down to the ballroom. The ballroom already
had quite a few people in it in a wide variety of costumes. Everyone from Romeo
and Juliet to Batman and Catwoman to even Michael Jackson was in attendance.

�This is
where we part ways, Genera,� Lara told Hermione. �Now you go have some
fun. I�ll see you tomorrow. Don�t be a good girl.�

�Okay, Astrina,
I�ll try not to be,� Hermione said with a laugh.

Lara left her
and went in search of what Hermione was sure was someone to talk to. Hermione
just stood awkwardly for a moment, not really sure what to do what to say to
some random person.

�First time?�
asked a voice from behind her.

Hermione spun
around to see a striking resemblance of Cornelius Agrippa speaking to her.
�Yes, how did you know?� she asked with a small nervous laugh.

�I know the
look, the �what-the-fuck-how-the-hell-am-I-going-to-survive-in-this-place� kind
of look. Two years ago was my first, and I know that�s how I felt, but as you
can see, I survived and I�ve come back ever since. That�s got to count for
something.�

Hermione
laughed. �Yes, it certainly does.�

�Want some
tips on how to survive in this place?�

�Sure.�

�Go up to
random interesting-looking people and just start talking to them, and people of
the opposite sex always tend to be more conducive to conversation. Oh, and if
you don�t want to get drunk, stay away from any drinks in opened containers.
Always get an unopened can or bottle and check that the seal is not broken.�

�Thanks.�

�My pleasure.
Well, go get �em, Genera, was it?�

�Er�yes, it
was, Cornelius?�

He slightly
inclined his head before walking off leaving Hermione on her own once again.
This time, however, she decided to find someone to talk with. She turned around
and walked up to a random man she had never seen before and began a
conversation. She circulated, oftentimes staying for half-an-hour at a time
talking to one or two people.

At about
10:30, Hermione spotted an Adonis across the room, literally. He was dressed as
the ancient Greek in traditional clothing, and whether naturally or magically,
his body was toned and sculpted as if it were a piece of art, which in a sense
it was. Covering the area around his eyes was a simple mask made of the same
fabric as that which covered from his waist down to just above his knees.
Walking over to him, Hermione thought he truly did look like an Adonis. As she
was approaching, the Adonis noticed her coming over and did his own once over
of the woman who was approaching him.

�Hi.�

�Hello.
Having a good time?�

�Of course.
So what brings you here, Adonis?�

�Actually,
this is my home, so I didn�t really have much of a choice, not that I really
minded,� he told her with a small laugh. �And yourself?�

�Because of
my lack of a personal life. Lara made me come, since her husband was unable
to.�

�So you�re
the one she was speaking of.�

�Yes, I
suppose so.�

�Have you
been enjoying your stay here?�

�Very much
so.� Hermione went on to tell him about her flat and how much different �and
better �it was at his home.

They became
engrossed in conversation and discovered that they had many things in common.
Not only were they both from England, it was also discovered both went to
Hogwarts for their schooling. They found they both enjoyed reading mystery
novels, playing guitar, and playing around on �compucers� as Adonis called
them, when much to Hermione�s embarrassment, Adonis broached the subject of
sex.

�Yes, very
interesting things those, computers, did you call them? In fact, the
other day, I came upon a quite interesting wed sipe.�

�Web site.
What made it so interesting?�

�Well, it
just Apparated onto the screen, took it all up too. It was filled with people
having sex.�

Hermione
blushed crimson at this. She swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat
and asked, �Oh, is that so?�

�Yes, and
when I tried to X it out, another came up, then another, all kinds of positions
and situations. There was this one that�are you alright? I�m sorry, I didn�t
mean to offend you.�

�It�s not
that, it�s just��

�Oh. Been
awhile huh?�

She paused.
��Nearly three years.�

�Wow. Sorry,
I just never thought a beautiful woman like you �well, I just figured someone
like you would have guys lined up around the block wanting you,� he said as he
eyed her fairly large breasts appreciatively.

�It�s not
that. It�s just that, well, I work so much I barely have time to eat, much less
for sex.�

�I d hed help
you with that, you know.�

Hermione�s
brain started screaming at her. �Whoa! Hold on! Is he saying what I think he
is? And why am I considering this? Other than the fact that he is incredibly
gorgeous and his voice alone makes me wet. No! It�s just this wine talking,
only, I�m not so sure��

�Nevermind,�
his mind broke through her reverie. �Forget I said mentioned it. I�ll leave you
alone now if you want,� he told her as he turned to walk off.

Hermione
reached out a hand to stop him and said, �No, don�t leave.� He quirked an
eyebrow and she continued, �Actually, I was considering your offer. It might
actually be nice to just have one night to forget about everything and lose
myself to another person��

�Are you
sure? You seem a little apprehensive.�

�I�m sure. I
think I need this.�

�It�s nearly
midnight. Would you like to wait and see what you�re getting yourself into?� he
asked with a laugh.

�I may lose
my daring by then,� she replied with a nervous laugh.

�Well then,
this way m� lady.� He offered his arm which Hermione took before he led her to
a magnificent bedroom. Deep greens and blacks dominated the room as did a larger
than king size bed in the middle. Adonis shut the door and locked it before
returning to Hermione and placing a mild kiss to her lips. He pulled away and
looked into her eyes to gauge her reaction.

Upon seeing
her eyes had darkened from a cinnamon brown to a deeper shade due to the lust
that was coursing through her body, he leaned in again. After a moment he
teased her lips with his tongue, begging entrance. She gave in to his touch,
moaning as she opened her mouth slightly to him and allowing his tongue to
snake inside her mouth. Hermione put her arms around his neck as they battled
for power. Adonis began to move his hands along the sides of her body, starting
at her hips and continuing up until he reached her breasts.

Hermione
broke their kiss, moaning and titled her head back as he began to caress her
breasts through her dress. When she put her head back, he hadn�t missed the
fact that her neck had become exposed to him. He leaned down and began suckling
on her neck, still kneading her breasts and occasionally running his thumb over
her straining nipple. Another moan, louder this time, was elicited from her and
he gave a smile against the flawless skin of her neck. He set his attentions to
one spot thinking of how her skin was no longer flawless and she would have
that mark for days.

Adonis pulled
back to admire his handiwork and told her in his deep voice, �As lovely as that
dress is on you, I think it�s time you got more comfortable.� He gave her one
last kiss before traveling around to her back and with nimble fingers began
unbuttoning her dress, kissing her flesh as it was revealed to him.

The buttons
stopped right above her arse and when Adonis unbuttoned the last one, he
slowly, sensually kissed and nipped his way up her back. He pushed the sleeves
of her dress down her shoulders and nipped at the newly exposed skin. Unhooking
her shiny bra and pushing the straps down her arms, he left her naked from the
waist up. Suppressing a moan he turned her around and cupped her breasts in his
hands. They shared another intense kiss as he ground himself against her and
massaged her smaller than he had expected but, in his eyes, perfect sized
breasts in his hands. A guttural groan escaped Hermione as she felt his hard
cock pressing into her.

His mouth
left hers and traveled down to her right breast, where he sucked the tip into
his mouth, alternately sucking on her stiff nipple and flicking his tongue over
it. She gasped at the intimate contact and laced her fingers through his loose
hair holding his head closer to her. He pulled his head away from her breast
and turned his attentions to its mate, giving it the same care. After a few
moment thi this he pulled away and gave her another mind-blowing kiss.

This time
when they pulled apart, Hermione decided she had enough foreplay, as she was
dripping with need and felt as if she were about to lose her mind. Hermione
removed her hands from Adonis� hair and moved them down to her waist where her
dress rested. She began pushing the dress over her hips and soon was standing
in only her gold thong, causing Adonis to groan at the sight. She stepped out
of the pool around her feet that was her dress and turning her back to Adonis,
bent over to pick the garment off of the floor, giving him quite a view.

She smirked
over her shoulder at him before standing and walking to a chair by the enormous
bed where she deposited the dress and once again bent over to remove her shoes.
He came up behind her and having banished his clothes with a quick spell,
pressed his hard shaft against her. She moaned and pushed her herself back into
him before he pulled away and abruptly turned her around and gently pushed her
onto his bed. She situated herself against his pillows and spread her legs. He
crawled between them and positioned his cock at her dripping cunt. Reaching
down and taking hold of his length, he ever so slowly slid into her wet heat
causing them both to moan. Hermione threw her head back and closed her eyes in
exquisite pleasure as he buried himself in her to the hilt. She fisted her
hands in the green comforter they had not bothered to get under as Adonis began
to move. Slowly he pulled out before pushing back in just as unhurriedly. This
pace, however, did not last long as Hermione was soon gripping Adonis� arse
urging him to go quicker, harder, to which he happily complied. Adonis could
feel himself beginning to near the edge, but was determined to make her come
before him. He reached down and found her clit, brushing his fingers against it
and pushing her even closer to the edge.

Hermione felt
him brush his fingers over her clit just before hearing a clock in the distance
chiming midnight. She knew if she now opened her eyes, she would see who
exactly her lover was, but she was too wrapped up in simply feeling. That is,
until she felt the man inside her change.

The cock
sheathed in her cunt was getting thicker and slightly shorter and her hands
felt a definite change in the arse that she had them on, getting a bit fuller.
Hermione knew the man must have taken a polyjuice of sorts and opened her eyes
to see what he indeed looked like. Her eyes met the deep grey of Draco
Malfoy�s. Hermione screamed out her release calling out Draco�s name as she
came. Upon hearing his name come out of her mouth, Draco grunted out a soft
�Hermione� as he came, flooding her with his seed.

Exhausted,
Draco feel on top of Hermione, careful not to crush her and lay breathing into
her hair until their breathing stabilized. He then pulled out of her and rolled
over onto his back beside her. Noticing Hermione had surprisingly already
dropped off to sleep, he covered her up before getting under the comforter
himself and pressing his body against hers succumbed to his exhaustion.

Hermione woke
the next morning to a beam of light falling across the bed and a feeling of
cold. She gripped the blankets tighter to her and snuggled deeper into them
trying to find warmth. Suddenly she felt a body nuzzle up against her back,
putting his head in the crook of her neck, and for a moment was thinking how
nice it was until she thought about it and realized someone was in fact in bed
with her. She bolted upright holding the blanket to her chest in the process,
if only to make her feel more secure. When the cold air hit her back, she
realized she was completely nude, and was quite glad she thought to grab the
blanket. She turned to see who it was in bed with her and saw none other than
Draco Malfoy. Hermione couldn�t help but give a small scream of shock, which of
course woke up Draco.

�Bloody hell,
what�s with the skreaming?� he asked, sitting up and putting a hand to his head
and opening his eyes to see Hermione still looking at him. �What�s with the
screaming? I don�t recall you screaming last night, well, not like this��

�Last night?�

�Merlin�s
Beard, Hermione. Don�t you remember anything about last night?�

�The last
thing I remember is having a little too much to drink and agreeing to �oh
shit�We��Hermione asked, leaving the question hanging.

�Yes, we
did.� She buried her head in her hands and mumbled something that sounded oddly
like �absofuckinglutely wonderful.�

�Okay, since
I can�t seem to remember what happened last night, what exactly did happen?�

�I took a
special polyjuice made from the hair of Adonis.�

�And how did
you get Adonis� hair?�

�He was one
of my ancestors, and all Malfoys leave behind a bit of hair or something of the
sort. It�s an odd tradition, but there you have it.�

Hermione was
looking at Draco thinking of how different he seemed now. Draco noticed that
she had a distant look on her face and asked, �What�s wrong?�

At hearing
the slight concern in his voiHermHermione snapped out of her trance. �Nothing,
just thinking.� Draco raised an eyebrow as if to say �what about?� �Why is it
that you�ve been downright decent �dare I say nice � to me? It�s unnatural.�

�Well, after
what we did last night, I think it is only right. Of course, if you want me to
be a bastard again, I�m sure I could manage.�

�Actually,
it�s quite nice,� she replied with a slight blush.

�You know,
since we�re being truthful for once, I actually quite fancied you back at
school. When I heard you were coming I was determined to have you. I watched
you all night. When you agreed, I thought I was hallucinating, but now I know
it wasn�t some wild dream.�

�How could
you have known it was me? I had the mask.�

�A mask can
only cover so much. I spent much of my time watching you without your
knowledge. I learned your actions, your voice, even your smell.�

�Oh.�

�If you want
me to go away and never darken your doorstep again, I will, but I think it would
be the biggest mistake of your life, an even bigger mistake than when you gave
the Weasel your virginity.� She blushed furiously while giving him a
reproachful look. �I told you, I watched you all the time, I knew what you did,
and I could tell what happened when you two came back down from your room that
evening. I actually waited in the common room for you under the pretense of
studying. Then last night my suspicions that he had been clumsy and uncaring
about your needs were confirmed, as I could tell you had not experienced
anything that intimate before. Yes, you had sex before, but you never made love
to anyone, and that�s what we did. We made love. We didn�t just have sex or
fuck, but we made love.� She had lowered her eyes to her hand playing
with the comforter in her lap. He reached his hand to her face and lifted her
chin se mee met his gaze. �Hermione,� she loved the way her name rolled off his
tongue, �do you want me to leave?�

She whispered
a soft �no� before he covered her mouth with his, mimicking the previous
night�s actions. When he pulled away from her she continued, �I must admit, I
quite fancied you, too. Merlin knows I thought about you all the time. Even
since we graduated, I�ve thought of you often.�

�Oh? Is that
so?� Draco raised an eyebrow causing Hermione to blush slightly. �You know, I
love it when you blush like that. Makes you look so innocent, then again, maybe
the reason I love it is you look like you�ve just been thoroughly shagged.� A
furious blush overtook her face. �Especially now,� he added with a laugh.

Hermione gave
him a playful push before thoughtfully adding, �I don�t think I�ve ever heard
you laugh. Not a genuine laugh. I like it, it fits you,� she added with a small
smile. Her smile faded slightly as she thought for a moment and after a pause
asked Draco, �So what now? We�ve already slept together and we�ve found we
fancy each other, but was this a one time thing?�

�Do you want
it to be?�

�No,� she
answered truthfully in a small voice.

�Me either,�
he said picking up her hand, which was free now as she had leaned back against
the headboard of his bed and dropped her hands to her sides since the blanket
was able to stay of its own accord.

Once he
entwined his fingers with hers she asked what they were both thinking. �Do
thi
think it will work?�

Draco paused.
�We won�t know if we never try.�

Hermione gave
a sigh and resituated her body so that she was leaning against Draco�s chest
and he had his arms around her, their fingers interlocked.

�Mmm�this is
nice,� Hermione said closing her eyes and relaxing into hven ven more.

�Mmm�� he
agreed closing his eyes and just enjoying the feel of the woman against him.
When he opened his eyes, he noticed that Hermione must have moved her head as
her wavy hair had moved to one side, partially exposing her neck, which he
leaned down and kissed. She had not been expecting that and opened her eyes as
she gasped.

�Since you
don�t remember last night clearly,� he said punctuating every few words with a
kiss, �how about we remind you?�

�But the
others ��

�Screw the
others.�

�I�d much
rather screw you.�

When they
finally exited Draco�s bedroom after him quite thoroughly reminding her of the
previous night, then having a repeat performance in the shower, they found
everyone else had already been down, but left for home or town.

They walked
to the dining room, as they were both famished, and found a note addressed to
Hermione, who immediately recognized Lara�s writing and quickly read the short
note.

Gone out for
the day. You weren�t in your room, so I know you met someone last night. Now
you and your mystery guy can have some time together. You have the place to
yourselves until 7:00. Enjoy yourself!

Lara

P.S. when I get
back, I want details.

�Well, I
don�t think we�ll be seeing anyone else for awhile,� she told Draco with a
small smirk. �It seems they�ve left us alone for the day.�

�And there
are many things I can think of doing with that time,� he replied as numerous
scenarios played themselves out in his head, �but for now, we need to eat.
Build our strength up.�

The
house-elves brought out plates of food, of which they ate their fill. Soon
after, they decided to go for a walk around the estate, as Hermione had seen
little of it since arriving. As they were walking through the garden, Hermione
asked, �How is it all of these flowers are still blooming? I can tell they�re
summer flowers and it is most assuredly autumn. Perpetual growth charm, I�m
guessing?�

�Why do you
ask when you already know the answer?� he inquired with a laugh.

She playfully
shoved him, but he wasn�t ready for it and lost his balance. Before he hit the
ground, however, he grabbed Hermione�s wrist and pulled her down with him.
Draco landed on his back and Hermione was straddling his waist with their
chests flush. She ed ied in the small distance and gave him what she intended
to be a chaste kiss. Draco, however, had other plans and reached his hand to
the back of her head and tangled it in her hair, effectively holding her in a
passionate kiss. They pulled apart so they could breathe and Draco moved his
hand from her hair to the side of her face where he rubbed his thumb lovingly
over her cheek.

She saw the
lust in his eyes and got an evil idea. Abruptly she stood and started walking,
making Draco groan at the loss of contact. He picked himself off the ground and
quickly caught up with Hermione. Leaning close to her ear he said in a whisper,
�Tease.�

She just gave
an innocent smile and replied, �Never.�

�Don�t worry,
your time will come.�

�I can hardly
wait.�

The rest of
the tour of the grounds was spent with teasing touches and looks from both
parties. They had just walked into the house before Draco had Hermione pinned
against the wall kissing her madly. She gave up her game and as he was kissing
down her neck, she pulled his head up to look at her.

�Fuck me
now.� She had enough foreplay already and was soaked with need for him. He
quickly shed his trousers and, thinking it was a good thing she had worn a
skirt, reached his hands under her skirt to pull down her knickers and discovered
she decided to forego wearing any. He groaned and quickly sank himself into
her. Hermione wrapped one of her legs around him to get better penetration and
moaned, throwing her head back, as he pulled nearly all the way out and thrust
back into her to the hilt. He was thrusting slowly and Hermione was getting
frustrated.

�Faster.�

�You made me
suffer, now you suffer.�

She moaned.
�Please.� He did not comply but kept his thrusts slow and deep, pulling his
cock out until only the head was still within her and then pushing back in to
the hilt.

�Please,� she
said, a definite pleading note in her voice. �Please, Draco, faster.� He
groaned and decided to stop teasing her as he was getting desperate himself. He
began thrusting with abandon and soon reached down to find her clit. With a few
more thrusts and well-timed flicks of his fingers against her clit, she
climaxed around him. He groaned at feeling her clench around him and with
another thrust, emptied himself inside her.

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wonderful,� she said smoothing his hair back and kissing his fore.Garamond;mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"'>82. Name/Pen Name: Nikki
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