When dreams come true | By : Master_Malfoy Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 9272 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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It was a cold and wet Friday evening in November. Ron and Hermione, who had been dating for several months, were making the most of having the Head’s dorm to themselves by snuggling up in front of the huge, roaring fire which dominated the common room.
Hermione had, predictably, been made Head Girl upon her decision to return for a seventh year. Harry and Ron had spent the entire summer trying to guess who would be made Head Boy. Hermione repeatedly told them that the obvious choice was Malfoy; he was without doubt the most talented wizard at Hogwarts, often coming within a few marks of Hermione in exams. Had it not been for Hermione, Malfoy would, without doubt, be considered the greatest wizard of his age. Her friends however were adamant that Malfoy would never be given such a position; to them he would never be good enough. She tried to point out to them that they were biased and that they had never liked him, but they refused to listen and so she gave up trying to convince them. She was therefore not surprised when, on the Hogwarts Express, it was confirmed that Draco Malfoy had indeed been made Head Boy. This didn't mean she was happy with the decision, or with the prospect of having to share a dorm with her enemy for the next year, but she was a big girl and she would cope... She always did!
The dorm was exceptionally quiet. The only things which could be heard were the flickering of the flames in the fireplace and the faint gusts of wind blowing by the window. To Ron, this was heaven. He had a sleeping Hermione in his arms, could feel the heat of her body pressed against his and could smell the strawberry in her hair from her shampoo. He still couldn't quite believe that after all these years he was finally dating the girl of his dreams, the girl he had loved since first laying eyes on her six years ago. Friday night was always their date night, however they would never usually spend it here in the Head's common room. Friday nights usually meant one of two things in the Head's dorm: Malfoy throwing a party for all his Slytherin friends, or yet another girl finding her way into his bed. Either way, Ron and Hermione would rather not be around. Normally they would spend their dates in a corner of the Gryffindor common room, or in an empty classroom, if one could be found. For the last week, all the talk surrounding the Slytherins had been of a massive party in the dungeons. It was for this reason that Ron and Hermione decided to spend the night in the Head's dorm; Draco Malfoy would never miss such an important event.
Ron was lovingly gazing at Hermione as she slept, smiling broadly as he did so. To anyone who might have been watching, the love he felt was blatantly obvious; it was written all over his face. He was just about to doze off when he heard a noise from behind him. At first he thought (hoped) he had imagined it, but no, it was moving towards them and getting louder as it went. Hermione started to stir in his arms, anger beginning to fill him, "Malfoy!" he thought. He pushed himself up as best he could and looked in the direction of the noise. It was Malfoy alright and he didn't look too happy.
"Oh, look who it is! The love birds!" Malfoy sneered.
"Get lost, Malfoy!" Ron retorted.
"And why would I go and do a thing like that? This is my dorm after all," Malfoy replied.
Ron was beginning to get very angry now and clenched his fists as he tried to stand up. Luckily Hermione was awake now and was able to hold him down.
"Would you two stop already? Come on Ron, we'll just go up to my room," Hermione said sounding slightly annoyed.
"Oh, don't go on my behalf! I was just having some fun! Pity your boyfriend doesn't have a sense of humour," replied Malfoy.
Ron again attempted to jump in the direction of Malfoy and again was held back by Hermione.
"Stop winding him up! You're as bad as each other! And why are you back anyway, Malfoy? It's not like you to miss the social event of the year."
"I wouldn't call it the social event of the year. The gatherings I have every weekend are better than that disaster! And anyway, I had a feeling you'd be here," Malfoy replied.
"Me? Why did you want to see me? To annoy me like usual? Well, you're plan failed! We're leaving!" Hermione was very confused by his comment.
"Not to annoy you, no! To put you out of your misery!"
"Is... Is that a threat? What are you going to do, kill me?" Hermione was sounding more than a little worried now. She reached into her pocket for her wand. When she found nothing, she realised she had left her wand in her bedroom. Fear now engulfed her.
"Relax, Granger! If I was going to kill you, I'd probably do it somewhere other than a school full of teachers. No, I mean in regards to me. I've seen the way the you look at me; the way you practically drool over me when I'm lounging on the sofa, that dreamy, lustful look that comes over your face when you see me in just a towel and the way you long for that towel to fall, so much so you're practically muttering incantations to get your wish, the way you light up when I'm wearing nothing more than a pair of boxers and do you really think I haven't noticed the way you stare at my ass when I bend over? I'm not blind you know! So I thought tonight I'd finally let you get a taste of the Slytherin sex god!"
Both Hermione and Ron were standing, looking open mouthed at Malfoy. Ron slowly started returning to normal, the anger building once again.
"What? You must be crazier than I thought. There's absolutely no way I'd ever go anywhere near you! All of that stuff is in your imagination! You're sick!", Hermione couldn't believe what she had just heard.
"Oh really? Then I guess you won't mind drinking this then?" Malfoy reached into his pocket and removed a small vial of Veritaserum.
"Is that what I think it is? Where did you get that from?" Hermione was still in a state of disbelief.
"Oh, that really doesn't matter! And yes, Veritaserum! So what do you say?"
"I say you're crazy! There's absolutely no way I'm drinking that!" There was more than a hint of fear in her voice now. From beside her, Ron suddenly leapt at Malfoy, he was absolutely livid and wouldn't stand for this any longer. Before he got even halfway, Malfoy had pulled out his wand and with a simple flick, sent Ron flying in the opposite direction, where he crashed against a wall.
"RON!" Hermione shrieked and she ran to where he lay.
"So, willing to reconsider?" Malfoy asked so casually he might have been asking if she was coming to dinner.
"Do you really think you're going to get away with this? I'm going to report you you know!" Hermione had regained control.
"Oh Granger, must we go through this? You want me and I'm offering you the chance on a plate! Just give in to your feelings for once and live a little! This could be your only chance to fulfill all your little fantasies. Now are you going to drink this, or do I have to force you?" Hermione was surprised by how calm he sounded, like this was an everyday occurrence, nothing out of the ordinary. She walked over to Malfoy and took the vial from him. She looked at him, then over to Ron, who was now sitting up and rubbing his head, then at the vial, before finally putting it to her lips and gulping it down. When she was finished she sat the vial down.
"Now, shall we head to the bedroom?" Malfoy was thoroughly enjoy this now. He then pointed in the direction of the door, "After you!"
As Hermione began to head to the bedroom, Draco pointed at Ron, "You! Get up! Now!" Doing as requested, he proceeded to stand and then followed Hermione. Draco smirked. This was going to be a very enjoyable night!
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