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Chapter 11 Night Talk.

Potions lessons suffered a few
changes that affected some Ravenclaws� and Hufflepuffs� schedules. As Professor Snape accepted few
students to Advanced Potions lessons, he apparently decided that he could get
all the seventh years in one group instead of two; the Ravenclaws
were pretty annoyed that Dumbledore had allowed such a change in the schedules
at middle term, they couldn�t stop bickering that the Slytherins were
unaffected by it. True, the Gryffindors had had no problems either, but all the
school knew that was only because they were lucky enough to have already been
sharing the potions class with the Slytherins, although Harry wouldn�t have
called it lucky, just a necessary annoyance.

The �new� group was arranging
itself in the classroom, leaving the two Slytherins attending in the front,
Draco and Blaise took their seats and proceeded to ignore the rest of the
students, four Ravenclaws followed, three girls and a
boy, Malfoy couldn�t help noticing that Marshall was not one of them; Mcmillan and another girl were beside the Ravenclaws, and the three Gryffindors were behind. Snape
looked at them and ordered the Gryffindors to move to the other table in the
front row, next to the Slytherins; Harry, Hermione and Parvati didn�t look too
happy with that, but they complied.

Harry was still annoyed with
Hermione, but they were talking again, he still felt worried for her. He was in
Advanced Potions only because Dumbledore had pressed for it, and Snape
preferred to teach him in a class context rather than giving him special
lessons. Harry still couldn�t see why the Headmaster insisted so much in him
taking Potions, but now he was glad he did it. He had the suspicion that
Hermione had made her mission of the year to make them see that people could
change, which wouldn�t be so bad, if the person she had elected for her
demonstration hadn�t been bloody Malfoy! Why she always had to pick the most
unfortunate crusades was beyond Harry�s comprehension. He was starting to
believe that Hermione wasn�t happy if she didn�t have something to prove, but
he wasn�t letting her get hurt with this one. He was going to keep an eye on
her and he and Ron were going to be present every day she and Malfoy worked on
their Arithmancy project.�

Fortunately there were no more
classes she shared with the blond Slytherin, and he doubted that Snape would
give them homework to do in pairs, he was adamant about the students earning
their grades with their own effort.

For now, the entire class was
waiting to see what the potions master wanted them to do for the lesson, Snape
gave a final look at them all, assuring himself that only two Slytherins were
missing, he pressed his lips in annoyance at this loss and started his lesson.

�As you all well know,
Headmaster Dumbledore asked that every teacher in this school contribute on �Unifying the Houses��

Malfoy smirked contemptuously,
Harry threw him and Snape annoyed glares.

�I personally think it is a waste of time but, as we all are committed to it, we can
very well make something interesting.�

Harry narrowed his eyes in
suspicion, out of the corner of his eyes he saw Malfoy doing the same and
Hermione smiling, already waiting for the new project to be thrown to them.

�So, we are going to make a
special assignment that would need the participation of the entire group, I
want every one of you working along with the others on this. No exceptions.�

Harry was openmouthed.
Snape was actually supporting group work? As the rest of the students were
digesting the news, the professor continued.

�We are going to make a very
special work; you are going to research and make varieties of a potion called Phoenix breath.�

Some eyes widened at this
announcement, Hermione�s gasp of surprise and delight told Harry that this was
going to be very hard work.

�As some of you know, the Phoenix breath is a
powerful potion and very difficult to make, if brewed correctly and with the
exact amounts of ingredients it can cure any wound or pain you have, some
people even say that it can raise the dead.�

Harry�s eyes widened, that
sounded like a useful and complicated potion.

�I want you to research this
potion, everything that has been written, done, experimented and tested about
it. I want a report with everything this potion is supposed to do, and the
reason why it can or can�t do it, I want each of you to brew at least one
cauldron of the different variations of this potion, with the specific
information of what properties it takes from the original, and, why it�s nearly
impossible to brew a perfect Phoenix breath.�

Well, it really was a lot of
work, the entire classroom were already taking notes on what they would have to
do. After that, Snape made it clear that it was an after class assignment and
proceeded to give the day�s lesson.

Harry was in a foul mood for the
rest of the day. He had mountains of homework and extra lessons with
Dumbledore. The Headmaster himself was helping him train so his magic could
grow stronger. It was useful but very tiring.

To make things worse, Ron was
pretty pissed off at Hermione for her attitude. It was not only her recent
conviction that Malfoy had somewhat ceased to be the annoying, spoiled bastard
that he always had been. For Harry�s shame he had had to accept that Malfoy
hadn�t done anything of real importance to them since fifth year. But Ron had
started to notice that Hermione wasn�t the same either, she was avoiding him,
whenever Harry wanted to leave them both alone, she always found another thing
to do or another place to go.

Ginny had told them that maybe
Hermione was depressed and greatly confused, and that Ron should be doing
something to cheer her up. Harry could not still grasp the concept of Hermione
being confused, besides, what was there to be confused about? And how was Ron
supposed to cheer her up, if she practically ran from him?

The last drop was at dinner,
when Hermione sat between Harry and Lavender, instead of her usual place beside
Ron, and she talked with Lavender the entire time she was at the table. When
Granger excused herself and stood to leave early, Ron
offered to accompany her to the common room, and she plainly refused, saying
that she had to see Professor McGonagall and that she would probably go
straight to bed after that, and she left, leaving Ron in a bad mood.

�Hell! What did I do this time?
Mate, have you any idea of why she�s angry with me?�

�I don�t think she�s really
angry Ron, but I don�t know what�s gotten into her either.�

Ginny approached them at that
point.

�Ron! What the hell did you put
in that letter you wrote her on Christmas? She�s been freaked out since then!�

�I wrote what you told me to!
She was supposed to want to talk with me!�

�And why hadn�t you spent more
time with her? You should have told her about your feelings and your plans the
moment we arrived!�

�And how I�m supposed to do it
if she barely lets me get two meters near her?!�

�Well, you must have done
something inappropriate for her to be avoiding you like this! Are you sure you
didn�t write anything that could be misunderstood? Maybe she thinks you�re not
being serious!�

�Geez Ginny! I don�t know,
sometimes Hermione�s mind works too strange for me to follow!�

Harry was deep in thought. Ginny
said that Hermione had been avoiding Ron since they returned from The Burrow.
What could have happened during winter break for Hermione to want to put some
distance between her friends and herself?

�No� thought Harry �No, that�s not right. It didn�t start during winter break. It had
started before. It�s only now that we�re starting to really notice it.�

Hermione had spent the Holidays
in the castle practically alone, but she had wanted to stay behind. She hadn�t
wanted to go to The Burrow with them. Even before she decided to stay in
Hogwarts, she had had the intention of spending Christmas with her parents, not
with them. Harry mentally went over the school year. Hermione had been very
much like the previous year, spending a lot of time in the library or in her
room, saying that there was too much noise in the common room for her to
concentrate. Harry tended to agree with Ginny in that their friend had been
depressed. She hadn�t even gone to the Halloween feast.

Harry frowned in annoyance, he
was starting to get the feeling that he had missed something along the way, and
that said something was the culprit for Hermione�s behavior.

Ginny and Ron were still
bickering about the best way for Ron to convince Hermione that his intentions
were serious. Harry really doubted that would work. �In fact, maybe that is precisely the thing Hermione is running from.�
He thought, and then he decided he must do something about the situation.

�I�ll talk with her.�

Ginny turned to see him
seriously.

�No Harry. It wouldn�t do for
you to talk to her. Ron�s the one who should do it.�

�No Ginny, I think that is what
Hermione doesn�t want. Look, I�m just going to ask her what�s happening, maybe
she doesn�t want Ron to commit to her just now, and maybe she wants to wait
until we finish school. I agree she had been acting strange, maybe if I talk
with her she�ll tell me what�s wrong.�

�Harry, I have already talked
with her, she�s a bit confused, that�s all. Ron just
needs to show her how much they love and need each other and it will all work
out fine.�

Harry�s frown deepened, Ginny
was a female, how was she not seeing that Hermione�s behavior towards Ron had changed long ago?

�Ginny, I really think that
Hermione wants to wait. Maybe she�s feeling pressured by you two, maybe she�ll
open a little more if I talk to her.�

The Weasley girl crossed her
arms stubbornly, but after a while the three of them agreed in that Harry will
try to get Hermione to tell him what had her so edgy.

He had to delay the talk for the
next day, because when he returned from his meeting with Dumbledore, Hermione
had already hid away in her room, and Harry didn�t want Ginny to go fetch her,
he didn�t want to push too far, and anyway, he would have a part of the night
to figure out what he was going to tell her.

Hermione walked along the
deserted halls, heading to the dungeons, looking around once in a while to make
certain no body would catch her. She had the Marauder�s map safely pocketed
inside her robes, it hadn�t really been a problem to retrieve it as she had
done it before, but she didn�t want to use it, she felt a bit guilty of
practically stealing it, but she was not going to risk her friends finding her
whereabouts tonight. She would have to hide it, with a bit of luck it would be
sometime before Harry missed it.

She reached the dungeons and
made her way to the Medusa statue. It was almost eleven when she got there. She
waited and looked around once again; trying to make sure she was alone in the
hallway. Finally she took out the ring and opened the secret door, which closed
the moment she got through it.

The corridor was once again
quiet and still. Suddenly one shadow detached itself from the rest, it
approached the statue, where a torch gave light to it, and the form of the
potion�s master defined itself a little more. The man looked at the place where
the secret door should have been, and the phantom of a smile crossed his
features.

�Well, well, well. Who could
have guessed it?�

And he turned and left. This
time the corridor was truly deserted.

Hermione found Malfoy lying on
his stomach on their �improved� bed, a book opened before him, he had his shirt
and trousers still on, and was supporting his chin on his right hand. He didn�t
turn to look at her while she ridded herself of the robe and shoes, he only
made a contented moan when she crawled besides him and put her hands on his
shoulders, applying a little pressure on them and starting slow circular
movements, massaging the muscles. She saw that the book was the Transfiguration
text, he must have been doing homework, her eyes
wandered to where his school bag was and took notice of a strange object near
it.

�A clock,
Malfoy?�

�Mmmm��
Malfoy closed the book and put it away, Hermione�s hands felt wonderful on his
shoulders. �Well, we can�t stay here overnight anymore.�

�Mph� Hermione sighed in
disappointment. Malfoy straightened and sat on the cushions, taking hold of her
hips he guided her to sit on his lap, her legs at either side of him, their
eyes were now at the same level. He started to free her blouse from the skirt.

�It doesn�t matter. We can still
have a very good time.� His hands touched her skin and he started to move them
along her back. �I trust that your annoying so called friends won�t interrupt
us this time.�

Hermione smiled, entangling one
hand in his hair, he didn�t glue it anymore, and it was soft to the touch.

�Don�t worry, they won�t.�

�Good.�

Malfoy�s hands found her bra,
and fumbled with it, he leaned into her, nipping at her neck, Hermione sighed
in contentment, starting to unbutton his shirt and getting her hands along his
chest and upper back. She felt his hands caressing and pressing certain points
of her back and his mouth sucking and kissing the juncture of her shoulder and
neck, almost getting under the blouse. She moaned and her hands continued
exploring his upper body, touching every one of his good defined muscles.

�Malfoy, I want to ask you
something.�

��Can�t it wait?� he muttered
from behind her ear. Hermione sighed, wanting very much to
just forget about the world, but her brain wouldn�t leave her alone until it
had at least some of the answers, so she continued.

�Malfoy, why are we carrying on
with this?�

The boy froze for about a second
and then let go a somewhat sarcastic laugh.

�Merlin and
Circe Granger! That is exactly the question I�ve
been avoiding to ask myself! Can�t you just let it go and forget about it?�

�No, I want to know your opinion
about this. After all, it�s only a holiday affair. But still I want it to go
on, I need you, and my head wouldn�t leave it alone. I just want to know why
you are letting it continue.�

�You always have to know the why�s and how�s of everything Grager?�

�Mmm.
Yes.�

Malfoy stopped what he was doing
and straighten himself to look directly into brownish eyes.

�Very funny.�

�Oh, please Malfoy. I just want
to know your opinion.�

�Well, if you want a direct
answer. I don�t know.�

She lifted an eyebrow at him and
he sighed.

�Honestly. I don�t have any idea
of what�s gotten into me. I like being with you, that�s all. It�s against my
better judgment, and maybe we should just stop it��

�No!� She interrupted him, she
had thought plenty about it, and she didn�t want to stop it. It was Malfoy�s
turn to arch an eyebrow.

�Look Granger, I very much
prefer not to think too much about this, because if I do I�ll start to see all
the reasons of why this is a very bad idea.�

�You didn�t think it was bad
during the break.�

�That was because we were all
alone, the Slytherins ignored me and the Gryffindors weren�t here to remind us
that the rest of the world still existed.�

Hermione chuckled and reclined
into Malfoy, putting her arms around his waist and her head on his shoulder,
she felt his left arm snaking around her waist.

�You had to be so rude when they
found us yesterday? Or was it because of the kiss Ron almost gave me?�

Malfoy tensed a little,
remembering said could be kiss. Hermione smiled to herself.

�Of course
not. Whatever gave you that idea? We agreed that
no body would know about us not being enemies, remember?�

�I remember, but I was just
wondering, how all the school would react if they discovered that we had slept
together.�

Despite himself, a mischievous
smile appeared on his lips at the image. Hermione continued talking.

�Why can�t we tell all the world about what we were doing on winter break
Malfoy?� She sighed almost longingly, of course she wouldn�t do it and Malfoy knew
it, but he answered non the least.

�Because, despite how very much
I like the image of Potter dying of a heart attack, that would be an even worse
idea than what we are already doing. Unless you have changed your mind and had
decided to accompany me in a trip to the Astronomy tower to take flying lessons
without a broom.�

She straightened again and
looked seriously at him.

�I�m not letting you do that.�

�Why not? It�ll happen sooner or later you know.�

�It won�t happen
Malfoy. And why do you still think it would be dangerous for us to be nice to
each other, or even friends in the open?�

�Because Granger, I don�t mind a
bunch of idiotic followers of the Dark Lord, trying to kill me, if they do it
right, but I was under the impression that you still wanted to live a little
longer.�

Hermione paled a little, she had
managed to unbutton Malfoy�s shirt and now she tried to remove it, looking for
the boy�s left arm. She revealed the bandage and scowled.

�Someone tried to kill you?!�
She was really shocked; she hadn�t really imagined it could be that serious.

�Not exactly, as I said, they�re
idiots. Ow! Watch it! It�s still tender!�

�Sorry.� She said sheepishly,
trying not to poke at Malfoy�s wrist. �Now Harry and Ron are sure you got the
Dark Mark, all because of this. What happened?�

�Really? Good, let them have their little dream. And as for what happened,
well, I was in contact with a potion that is supposed to melt skin and leave a
very nasty wound, as it was badly brewed, it became poisonous and was killing my
muscle cells, nearly gave me a heart attack.�

Hermione looked at him openmouthed.

�Are you telling me you could
have died from this?�

�The worst part was to wake up
in the hospital wing, and discover that I wasn�t dead after all, and that all
my body seemed to be burning.�

�Malfoy! Did you tell the Headmaster who did this?!�

�I really wasn�t in any
condition to do it. Blaise reported it as a prank. It�s really no good to tell
what it really was, you have no way to know when the next blow is going to come.�

�But you must tell Dumbledore
who did it! I had believed that all You-Know-Who�s followers had left
Hogwarts!�

�Not all of them, only the
majority of the Slytherins.� Hermione frowned and Malfoy smirked at her.

�Come on Granger! Don�t tell me
you believed that shit that the Dark Lord�s supporters are only Slytherins.�

She crossed her arms in
annoyance and eyed him seriously.

�You know who they are?�

�I have an idea. And two sure ones.�

�� Crabbe?�

Draco eyed her and smirked
again.

�You�re too smart for your own
good Granger.�

She blushed and suddenly
embraced his neck and kissed him, he took the opportunity to return to his
earlier task of getting rid of her blouse and bra.

�Why don�t you tell the
Headmaster?�

�It would be no use, besides, I
have the impression that he already knows on which ground everyone in this
school stand.� �Save perhaps professor
Snape.� He thought privately, his loyalty to his uncle still was one of the
things preventing him to trust Dumbledore. Hermione didn�t say more, she silently
agreed with him in that the Headmaster knew everything that happened in the
student�s minds, that thought unsettled her a little, but she drowned it
deepening the kiss to Malfoy�s mouth, her mind was still dealing with the fact
that Draco could have been dead by now, she had felt fear coiling inside her at
the thought, and her body desperately wanted to touch him, to be reassured that
he was still there.

Draco�s hand fumbled with the waist band of her skirt, and finally changed
tactics and simply went under it to touch her buttocks through the fabric of
her panties, she moaned in his mouth, moving her hands to pinch at his nipples,
his mouth moved at her neck again and she started to nip at his ear, he took a
moment to breath and said:

�So, after this awkward
conversation, are we still going to have sex?�

She moved one hand to press into
his erection, making him moan.

�Nnnn�
I suppose that�s a yes��

He was shirtless and she was
not, he catalogued that as unfair and proceeded to discard her blouse and bra,
then she pressed onto him, her mouth sucking a certain spot behind his ear, his
right hand went again under her skirt, caressing and pressing until he found
the right place between her thighs that made her moan, he started to rub it,
feeling how her panties became wetter slowly. Hermione�s hand was stroking his
confined erection at a slow rate, suddenly the few clothes they still had on
were highly uncomfortable and they had to move in order to get rid of them.

Once both of them were naked,
Malfoy got his hands on Hermione�s breasts and started circular motions around
her nipples, the girl�s hands in return started massaging his flanks, moving
slowly to his chest, he got one hand on the back of her neck and leaned in for
a hungry kiss, their tongues battling and exploring each others mouths, she
pushed him into the assortment of blankets and she laid on top of him. Malfoy
let her, and moved his right hand to tease the crack of her asshole and
alternately reached to her clitoris, his left hand firmly entangled in her
hair.

Hermione moved her hips, rubbing
herself against Draco�s hand, the movement made her
lower stomach to do a little friction with his cock and he moaned in her mouth,
his hand moving, pressing and working her clitoris in the way she liked.
Encouraging further movement on her part, she pressed herself onto him, their
bodies rubbing each other, almost as if they wanted to merge, their kisses only
allowing enough pause to breathe.

Soon one of her hands started to
toy with one of his nipples and the other found its way to his erection, taking
a firm hold of it, she started stroking the entire length, Malfoy groaned and
the hand stimulating her started to move in accord with her strokes, eventually
inserting two fingers into her without stopping massaging the nub of the
clitoris, Hermione�s thumb rubbed the point of Draco�s
manhood and started stroking it faster, they were gasping and moaning in each
other�s mouths, barely breathing. Soon Hermione felt the tickle of her orgasm
building and reaching its peak, and moaned her release loudly in Malfoy�s
mouth, his own orgasm followed shortly, and they were left panting in the
blankets.

Hermione didn�t move from her
position above him, and he didn�t really want her to, he kissed her right
temple and lifted his right hand, it was covered in her juices and he started
licking it, she watched for a moment and then joined him, licking and sucking
each one of his fingers, tasting her own flavor. Not
content with licking his hand clean, she started moving along his arm, and then
his shoulder and neck, her hands wandering again over hairless chest and
stomach, firm buttocks and thighs, she trailed kisses along his chest and
nipped at one of his nipples, Malfoy groaned, letting her explore, feeling the
pressure of her hands in every muscle, his left hand still entangled in her
hair, she sucked at his otter nipple while one of her hands nested in his pubic
hair, searching and playing with the base of his shaft, and then his balls, she
made her way down his navel, licking the sticky path he had left with his
previous release, hearing him moan in pleasure when she arrived at his thighs.

Both her hands started working
the muscles of his legs, only to return to his buttocks, his erection was
complete again and Hermione smiled seeing it, she started licking his
testicles, while grabbing the base of his cock with one hand, the other firm in
one ass cheek, Malfoy growled and his grip on her hair tightened, Hermione then
licked his entire length twice and stopped at the tip, putting her lips around
it and teasing with her tongue a moment before sucking at it, earning a loud
moan from Draco.

Too soon for the boy, she gave a
last suck to his erection and straightened again, Malfoy wanted to keep her
down to continue what she was doing, but she reached to the hand that was in
her hair and gently disentangled it. Then she moved to kneel, her legs on
either side of him, Malfoy made a movement to change position, but a hand on
his chest stopped him, he laid again on his back, and watched as she took hold
of his erection and slowly lowered herself on it, feeling as he was being
enveloped in her heat to the core, her inner muscles pressing tight around him.

Once fully seated, Hermione
started moving up and down, her hands reaching to his chest to gain leverage
and a little more force, Malfoy moaned and groaned, hearing her gasps of
pleasure as she fucked herself, he took hold of her hips and started moving his
own, both of them establishing a rhythm. Hermione moved one of her hands and
started rubbing herself while she thrust faster, the grip of Draco�s hands tightened and after a while he moaned loudly
and released into her, almost at the same time she came too, screaming his
name.

Hermione almost fell on him, but
Malfoy supported her and guided her to lay at his side, tucking her in his
arms, they stayed that way, still gasping, for a couple of minutes, Draco�s hands caressing the soft skin of Hermione, his lips
touching her forehead tenderly. After he recovered a little, he started to play
with her hair and the touch turned into a soft kiss.

�Heavens. You are a wonderful woman Hermione.�

She smiled and tried to bury
herself into him. It was the first time he called her by her first name.
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