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Sex In The Air	By : straightlyconfused Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 10484 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Hi all. I'm back. I've been away a bit.. Life is super super busy now and I found I wasn't able to be as dedicated in my postings as I used to be. However, the urge to write never really goes away so lets give it another shot. My love for the Draco/Hermione pairing continues.

Stick with me and lets see what I can come up with.

Straight xx

Xxxxx

It was early morning and Hermione had awoken as the sun had begun to rise. She was always up with the rising sun, a habit she had taken with her since she had graduated from Hogwarts. For the first few moments of her consciousness, Hermione did what she did most mornings as she rose with the sun. She took a moment to take stock of how her life had changed since she’d left school. A deep sigh sounded behind her and Hermione smiled to herself as her thoughts turned to the Slytherin Prince sleeping so peacefully behind her, pulling her body so tightly up against his, his hand splayed protectively against her flat stomach. She knew that a lot of how her life had turned out after school had a lot to do with Draco.

After school, Hermione had been lost. After taking part in a war, half of which had been fought against the Ministry, the idea of returning to that institution for a job had sickened Hermione. She had gotten a job in a little bookstore but had not found the thrill of working in a bookstore to be everything she had imagined. She still craved a challenge so she enrolled in Wizarding University studying Magical Societal Relationships. The course address a lot of different aspect of magical relationships but Hermione’s most interesting course at the moment focused on the sexual relationships of different blood types over the years. It was an interesting course, made only more interesting by the Pureblood she found kept returning to her bed most nights.

With her thoughts returning to Draco once more, Hermione reluctantly dragged herself out of bed and into the shower. This was often the routine in the mornings, Hermione was beginning to realize, she’d shower while Draco slept, then she’d made breakfast and he’d appear sometime around when the food was ready to eat – typical male really. In all truth, Hermione wasn’t sure where her relationship with Draco really stood. They slept together, he stayed over most nights and they sometimes they would hold these deep and meaningful conversations that just blew Hermione’s mind with some of the things he said but did they have a label? She didn’t know.

With her shower finished, Hermione slipped out of the bathroom and into her walk-in wardrobe where she put on a tight dark blue mini skirt and loose a white singlet top. She put on a pair of strappy nude heels to match - Wizarding university was much more classy then the muggle version. A quick spell or two ensured her make was done and her hair flowed down her back in loose curls before she made her way out into the kitchen. Hermione loved her little flat – Draco hated it, he said it was too cramped – it had character she thought. It was two bedrooms, two bathrooms, her dinning room and living room were sort of meshed together and her kitchen fitted in just right. She had a balcony big enough to fit a small outdoor couch on it and a small table and, really, what else more did she need. She was only one person living on her own. Her entire apartment building consisted of 10 floors and Hermione was on the 7^th – high enough to get a great view but not up the very top. She’d brought her place not long after finishing Hogwarts with some of her money she’d been rewarded with for being a war hero – something Hermione hadn’t felt she needed to be paid for but she’d been forced to accept it lest she seem rude and ungrateful in the eyes of the Magical Community.

She stood at her kitchen bench, close to the sink, in the middle of filling up a pot in which to boil some water when she heard the familiar creak of her bedroom door open and the shuffling sound of feet moving across the floor. She didn’t need to turn around to know Draco was up but the strong around that slid around her waist told her that he’d joined her in the kitchen.

“Did you sleep well?” she asked him.

“Mmm” he answered her.

His hand came up, sweeping her hair to the side in order to allow him to begin kissing at her neck. A quick glance behind her told Hermione he’d not bothered to put clothes on that morning making his intentions crystal clear. Wasting no time, Draco ran his hand up her leg and slipped it quickly under her skirt and insider her underwear, nipping more insistently at her neck when he found the tell-tale signs that he was beginning to make her wet. Removing his hand from her, Draco pulled her underwear down her legs and allowed them to drop to the floor before he dragged both his hands up her body and pulled her top off.

“I just finished getting dressed” she giggled.

“I don’t know why you bothered” Draco said, his voice low and husky.

“You don’t usually ravish me in the mornings…” she answered, unable to hold back a groan as Draco’s hand moved under her bra and grasped her breast, pinching the nipple gently.

“Well how could I not ravish you this morning when you looked so deliciously… ravishing”

Hermione let him hike her skirt up a little higher and slowly guide himself into her from behind. He didn’t even need to check she’d reached the proper levels of arousal, he knew her well enough to know she’d been more then ready for him by now and ready for him she was. Draco let out a deep groan as he began to move inside her, filling her to the hilt, the impact of his thrusts pushing her harder up against the bench.

“I had a dream last night Granger” he told her, “I dreamt that we both quit our jobs, we had no responsibilities and nothing to do so we just fucked all day long. I’ve been rock hard since before the sun rose”

He was pounding into her now at a steady pace, hitting a spot inside Hermione that she’d never knew even existed before Draco had shown her and it was causing her insides to tie themselves into knots as he pushed her towards the edge of what she knew was going to be a world-shattering orgasm. She was clutching the bench now for all the support she could get as she felt Draco reach around her and give her clit just the smallest of pinches sending her rocketing over the edge, crying out, as Draco followed her.

“Oh god” Hermione panted, “Oh god, Oh god, Oh god”

She could feel each and every nerve ending on her body exploding as her orgasm rushed through her and she struggled for breath, she was aware of the tight grip Draco had had on her hips before he had collapsed against her, also overcome by the indescribable pleasure rushing through him. Slowly, he placed light, gentle kisses up her spine as he came back down to earth and slowly removed himself from inside her.

“That was fantastic as always Granger”

As the world begun to rotate again, Hermione slowly cast a ‘scourigify’ over herself, cleaning herself up and removing the stench of sex from her body, before she redressed herself and turned to Draco, who stood – still naked – in the middle of her kitchen watching her. It was in moments like this, in the aftermath, when Hermione didn’t know exactly where their relationship stood, that she sometimes found it difficult to come up with something to say, so she stuck to stating the obvious.

“I won’t have time to make you any breakfast now” she said, quietly, “If I don’t leave now I’m going to be late for my first class”

She watched as that infamous smirk made its way onto her face and he pulled her to him, pulling her into a hard, passionate kiss that ended as quickly as it begun.

“Totally worth starvation” he told her.

Hermione blushed and gave him a small smile before she quickly found her bag and did a final check of her reflection in her hallway mirror before she scooted out her front door- she’d long since stopped worrying about leaving Draco alone in her apartment- and into the awaiting elevator.

Xxxxx

Belmont Wizarding University was one of the finest magical universities in all of England and they had been more then honoured when they had received Hermione’s application to attend. They had originally tried to steer her into courses more along the lines of Political Science or Law but Hermione had been firm. The war was over and she wanted nothing more to do with any of it – the Ministry included which is ultimately where both of those degrees would have pushed her. Hermione wanted to do what Hermione had always wanted to do – find new and interesting things and learn about them. Magical Societal Relationships was a course that had jumped out at her when she’d least expected it but given that her entire magical experience from the age of 11 had been based around one kind of magical relationship or another Hermione had instantly seen the potential to gain more perspective from taking the course.

It was in this course that Hermione had met her best friend Chloe. Chloe had not attended Hogwarts, she’d attended Beauxbatons in France and so had not witnessed the War in its full horrifying capacity but no one was free of the war’s reach entirely and Chloe had lost her long time boyfriend to the Death Eaters – he’d joined up and later tried to kill friends of hers from her school who were both muggleborn and half-blood. He’d been killed later on but by who they had no idea. Hermione had met Chloe at registration for the course, Chloe had just moved to London and knew no one. Hermione was the only one of her friends to enter Wizarding university so she also knew no one. They’d hit it off right away and later, when Draco had come onto the scene, Hermione had introduced Chloe to Draco’s friend Blaise and they’d started dating soon after.

“’Mione!”

Speaking of Chloe, Hermione spotted her rushing towards her through a throng of people.

Chloe was beautiful with her long blonde hair and brown eyes, she was petit but had curves – much like Hermione – and she dressed in a way that could be casual but still had all the boys drooling. Today she was dressed simply in a pair of skinny light blue jeans and a red top but in true Chloe fashion her heels were dazzling covered in little diamanté stones.

“Did you hear?” Chloe demanded the moment she was beside Hermione.

“Hear what?”

“About Professor Hickens! We all got an owl this morning!”

Memories of the morning flooded Hermione’s mind and she blushed,

“Oh I was – um – busy this morning. I didn’t check for any owl mail”

Chloe, knowing who that blush was code for, rolled her eyes and signed, ‘Draco’ before she fixed Hermione with a serious look.

“Professor Hickens withdrew from teaching our course. They didn’t mention why but we have a new professor from now on, a Professor Shane or something. What if this messes up our entire course load!”

A lot of people had the ability to mistake Chloe for a ditz with her blonde hair and incredibly girlish style and nature but when push came to shove Chloe was smart and she cared about her studies as much as Hermione did.

“I- I’m sure it’ll be ok” Hermione said, uncertain, “I mean they can’t just change an entire course for one Professor right?”

Chloe sighed, “Well I hope so because I’ll kill if I have to rewrite that paper on the definitions of sexuality again – that was just boring! Now come on, lets go get a coffee and you can tell me all about how Draco defiled you this morning on the way!”

Xxxxx

Draco strolled into the Centre of Excellence for the Falmouth Falcons with a swagger that told his teammates only one thing – he’d gotten some that morning. Most of the guys on the Falcons were young, none married, but most in relationships. Draco had joined with his best mate Blaise right out of Hogwarts. Blaise was faster on a broom then Draco and so he’d been put with the chasers but Draco, who’d perfected his ability over the years, had be put straight on as seeker.

Bones and Skull were the team’s two beaters (real names Christopher and Jones), Bluey (real name Derek Blue) was their keeper and Hook and Jack (real names Hooker and Jack) filled the Chaser slot with Blaise. They were a hard playing team and because of this their win:loss record was outstanding but they were a good team as well.

“Check out Malfoy’s strut!” Bones exclaimed, “Got yaself a bit of morning delight did ya mate?”

“Gotta keep the woman satisfied Bones my old pal” Draco chuckled, “Keeps ‘em outta trouble”

“It sure does ma man!” Jones added.

The team were in the gym today, each week they had two gym sessions scheduled to make sure they were keeping fit and strong, they weren’t able to go out and cause the havoc that they did without being in peak physical fitness. Draco liked the gym sessions – he enjoyed being able to keep track of his abilities and then push himself to improve them. It also met the competitive side of him could watch his team mates and see where they were at too. Team mates or not, Draco still liked to be the best. He started off lifting some weights- muscle was important but it had to be tracked as well – bulky, heavy seekers didn’t fly as fast.

“So Hermione hey?”

Blaise had come to join Draco in the weights area.

“Always man” Draco told him.

“No one else on the side?”

The look Draco gave Blaise told him instantly that while he didn’t know where he was going with this topic of conversation, he didn’t like it.

“Just her” he said firmly.

Blaise nodded, “Ok mate just checking. Chloe said you haven’t made anything official yet that’s all”

“Geez Blaise you’re turning into a chick with all the gossiping you do” Draco taunted, “Why should I have to make anything ‘official’ – I like Hermione, she likes me. We had hot hot sex and I spend more time sleeping at her place then my own”

Ignoring his jibe about turning into a girl, Blaise persevered,

“Perhaps because Hermione doesn’t know where you stand? She’s told Chloe that before – she doesn’t know if you’re having fun with her or you have another bird on the side or what. She’s a gorgeous chick mate and a chick like Hermione doesn’t stick around forever, especially when there seems to be nothing tying her down”

“Tying her down? Are you suggesting I propose?!” Draco asked.

Blaise shook his head, “No. I’m not suggesting that. I am suggesting you put a label on whatever it is you have going on here before Hermione begins to question whether it is you have anything at all and finds someone else”

“Nah mate. Hermione doesn’t need labels – she knows what we are” Draco argued.

“You’re a bit of an idiot mate” Blaise sighed, “You always have been when it comes to girls. You’re in a relationship now Draco – you might not need the labels but girls are different and I’m telling you now, Hermione’ll need one sooner or later. I just hope it’s not too late by the time you figure that out”

Xxxxx

The lecture hall was full – obviously everyone had turned out this morning to get a glimpse of the new professor – Hermione realized. She and Chloe had managed to get their usual seats, 5 rows up from the front, as usual but it had been a close one. Usually only half their course would come to the lectures but not today.

“In the kitchen? Really?!” Chloe giggled.

“Chloe shut up!” Hermione hissed, looking around nervously at the people surrounding them but none appeared to be listening.

“I just – I mean I had you picked as more of a ‘it stays in the bedroom’ kinda girl”

Hermione sighed, “I am but Draco is more of a ‘wherever is fine’ kinda guy and – I don’t know – I stop thinking about where we are I guess”

“Except that one time he tried to get you to shag him in the dark alcove at the Rusty Cauldron”

“Except that one time he tried to get me to shag him in the dark alcove at the Rusty Cauldron” Hermione agreed.

“So still no ‘relationship’ talk yet?” Chloe asked her.

Hermione shook her head, “No. I don’t know Chlo… maybe it just is what it is”

“What does that mean exactly ‘Mione?” Chloe asked her.

“I don’t know” Hermione sighed, “Lets not talk about it anymore. It’ll just do my head in”

Chloe was saved from having to answer as the lights in the lecture hall all went completely dark save for the light of the projector screen and a voice rung out over them all.

“Halfbloods, Purebloods, Muggleborns – all active, functioning members of our Wizarding society. All raw, sexual human beings down at the core, each with their own erotic, animalistic needs – each craving the desire of flesh on flesh, the hot, sweaty, desperate friction that can only be found when two bodies unite as one. How though do these three races each with the same basic urges and needs and yet so different upbringings get along though? How do these three so very different and yet so very similar races meet and form bonds able to sustain sexual relationships? Sexual relationships that have been documented to be more powerful, more canal between a pair of mixed race then two members of a same race?

The front lights lit suddenly, revealing a man who – just slightly – took Hermone’s breath away.

“My name is Professor Shane O’Connors and I will be spending the rest of our time together forcing you to not only ask these questions but delve deeper into your knowledge of the sexual history of our three documented blood types then ever before”

“Holy Merlin” Hermione heard Chloe whisper, “Blaise who?”

Professor Shane O’Connors was – well - indescribable. He stood tall with shaggy brown hair and a well manicured facial fuzz that gave him a bad boy kinda look. He did not don the traditional professor robes, rather he stood before them in a pair of well tailored black pants and a navy button up shirt but you could tell – even from the 5^th row – that he was muscular. He continued on lecturing while Chloe used her hand to fan herself dramatically but Hermione struggled to hear a word he was saying, instead forcing herself to read the lecture slides behind him. She’d never had that kind of issue with a teacher before, never had the teacher been the one to distract her from her learning and, suddenly, everything felt a little too cramped in here and Hermione wanted to get out.
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