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Just This Once and Never Again	By : emisloser Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 5270 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Hermione smiled with anticipation as she scanned over the setting she created in the bathroom. The walls were aglow with dozens of candles, creating a cozy yet seductive feel to the room. The marble floors were cold under her feet as she made her way over to the shower door and slid it open.

Hermione sat on the tub's edge and turned the water on. After she was satisfied that she reached a comfortable temperature, she flipped the nob to the shower and stood. She slowly slid the towel off of her body and hung it on the towel rack behind her. She felt a shiver of excitement run down her spine - there was no way in hell he'd deny her this time...

Hermione reached into the shower with her hand first, testing the water on her skin. She then stepped inside and slid the glass door shut behind her. The steam, added with the light of the candles, created the ideal atmosphere for what she had in mind tonight.

Hermione took a step forward so that the water was hitting her chest. She tilted her head to the side, dipping her face under the warm flow and smiling into the water. She then turned around and leaned back so that the water ran through her hair and down her back. She opened her eyes and looked down and found that she was satisfied with what she saw.

The dim lighting casted deep shadows over every groove of her body, making her look even more defined that she really was. Her breasts were full and her nipples were erect, despite the fact that she was not at all cold. Her body felt hypersensitive to every drop of water that made contact with her skin.

She heard the bang of what could only be the front door close and a smile once again broke out over her face. She made sure that the bathroom door was unlocked and then waited.

A few moments later Ron entered the room.

"Hey," he grunted as he closed the door behind him. Hermione could barely make out his shape behind the closed shower doors as he made his way over to the toilet and then lifted the lid. "Can I flush?" he asked after he finished emptying his bladder. Hermione frowned.

"Uh, sure," she said, stepping away from the water so as not to be burned by the sudden temperature change. Ron closed the lid again and then sat down on top of it. She heard him sigh as his head dropped into his hands. "Long day?" she asked.

"You have no idea," he said, shaking his head from side to side. "If I have to deal with one more complaint about the smell coming from the Magical Potions and Remedies department, I think that I'm going to sneak an exploding snap beetle into one of their cauldrons and laugh while the whole place goes up in flames."

Hermione bit her bottom lip. This wasn't going the way she hoped that it would. Time for plan B.

She reached for a bar of soap and after sliding it over her body a few times, she slid open the shower door and looked down at Ron. The soap made her body look slick and shinny against the light of the room. She continued to rub the soap over her breasts and flat stomach as she looked down at him with concern on her face.

"Well you're home now, so try and relax. You can worry about work tomorrow," she said slowly, as a smile crept over her face. His face lifted out of his hands and his eyes made contact with hers. His face showed no hint of arousal as he shook his head.

"I'm swamped. I actually had to bring some work home with me," he said, rubbing his hands through his hair. It was as if he hadn't even noticed that she was practically throwing herself at him.

Plan C.

"Why don't you hop in the shower with me? I'm sure that'll make you feel better." Then tone of her voice was calm and relaxed but every fiber of her being was aflame as she watched him stand and stretch out his back.

"Naw, It's too hot to take a shower. I'm going to get started on my work." And with that, he turned and left the bathroom, leaving Hermione standing alone in the shower, her heart slowly falling to the floor.

What had happened to them?

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Hermione entered her bedroom with a towel wrapped around her body. She flipped off the lights and didn't bother dressing into her pajama's before dropping the towel on the floor and crawling into bed. Her hair was still wet and sticking to her shoulders and it was sure to be a mess in the morning, but she couldn't care less as she turned onto her side and curled into a ball. Ron was sure to be sitting in his office working, and she did not doubt that he'd be there till midnight or later.

In earlier years, she would never have guessed that they would end up like this.

Only a month before their graduation from Hogwarts did Ron finally ask her out. Everything had been so new and exciting. Every kiss, every touch. They were so in love. But then one year turned into two, then three, then four. They were in their fifth year together now, and their relationship seemed to have lost that spark that had shone so brightly in the beginning. Everything became old news to them.

The worst being their sex life.

Hermione had found out in their first year together that she was an intensely sexual creature, much to the surprise of Ron who always thought her to be a book smart princess. When ever she could manage, she would try and seduce Ron into bed with her. He had no complaints of course, and what male would? It was all the sex he could ever want.

But as the years passed by and sex became a routine, Hermione had wanted to try new things. Not Ron. He felt that some of the things she suggested were dirty. Heck, he refused everything from dress up to anal. He wouldn't go down on her, and he felt awkward when she went down on him. His favorite position was missionary, and he rarely strayed from it.

In their first two years together, all she had to do was remove her clothing and he would be sent into a panting mess of excitement. But now, seeing her naked was just as exciting as seeing her in a moo-moo. He became accustom to seeing her naked form, so it seemed to no longer excite him.

And that made Hermione feel like crap. Most of the time she felt disgusting and undesirable.

They hardly had time to be intimate anymore, anyway. They both had full time jobs at the ministry and it was more often than not the Ron brought his work home with him, taking up what little time they did have together. The only time when Ron would voluntarily have sex with her would be in the morning when he woke up.

Hermione would often wake to him rubbing his erection against her backside. She'd slowly turn over and kiss his mouth, but he'd pull away and move on top of her. After pulling his cock out from the top of his boxers, he'd pull her pajama bottoms down to her knees and then slowly lower his erection to her opening. Slowly he would enter her, moaning into her neck. Hermione would close her eyes, loving the feeling of him deep inside of her.

Then he'd thrust maybe three or four times before finishing.

Hermione was always left unsatisfied and wanting, but he seems oblivious to it as he rolls off of her and gets up to get ready for work.

She was his relief from his morning erection.

They had been dating for five years, and already it felt like they'd been married for fifty. What was it going to be like once he finally popped the question? Hermione shuddered to think about it.

As of late her mind kept wondering over the knowledge that she'd ever again experience the butterflies in her stomach from her first kiss, or finding out that your crush likes you the same way you like him. Those feelings were long dead. And the worst thing about it was that she only got to experience that once in her whole life time. She only wished that she could have done more before settling down.

Hermione checked to make sure that her alarm was set and then closed her eyes. Better days were sure to be ahead of her.

...And she couldn't have guessed how wrong she was.

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A/N

Everyones favorite blond haired Slytherin is coming up next chapter, so keep on reading!

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