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Just Pretend	By : unknown001397 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 42234 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This chapter was beta-ed by my wondeful beta Molls. Thank you!

Lucius Malfoy was getting tired of being so very bored. He needed something that would help move things along. It was time to stir things up a bit. It may be a bit of hell to get something going, but for his own enjoyment it was worth it.

As a plan formed in his head, he was so excited that he could hardly contain himself. Draco was bound to love what he was about to do.

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Draco woke up. What had happened? Something didn�t seem right. His brain searched for answers�and when he found them, he grimaced. That little Weasley wench had socked him a good one.

Why the hell wasn't Hermione the one in the shower? If it had been, he would have kissed Hermione and not the Weaslette. Yuck! He was going to have to wash out his mouth! What if she was kissing Harry before she got into the shower? Why was SHE in the fucking shower?

He looked around from his place on the bed. He was in his room. As he looked over next to him, he saw a not too happy-looking Hermione. Draco groaned inwardly. Why was she mad? It wasn�t his fault!

"Why didn't you tell me Draco?" Hermione asked softly but with anger lining her words.

"What are you talking about? Do you mean with Ginny in the bathroom? I swear, Hermione, I thought it was you. I just went in there and grabbed her and kissed her. I thought that after we had sex you wanted a hot shower.
"I didn't know it was going to be her. What was she doing in the shower anyway? Doesn't she have her own shower at her house?" Draco asked. He searched Hermione�s face for understanding. That was clearly not what she was talking about.

"Why didn�t you tell me about the note? Why can't you talk to me?!" Hermione yelled as she got off the bed.

"What were you doing going through my pockets?" Draco asked wearily.

"I was picking up your pants so that when Harry hauled your ass in here he wouldn't trip. It fell out. I picked it up and read it. That still doesn't tell me why you didn't tell me." Hermione looked hurt as she said those last words. Hermione was guessing that it was from Draco's father.

Draco stayed silent. What was he supposed to tell her? No way in hell could he tell her the truth. Oh, Hermione, I was too scared to say anything. You mean more to me then you can possibly imagine. I don't want my father to come after you. I'm going to protect you so nothing will ever happen to you. There was no need in telling you. Riiiiight. He was blonde but not stupid.

"Don't you find that important enough to tell me? You can't keep it bottled up, Draco! Sooner or later you'll explode."

Draco couldn't make her understand that for seventeen years of his life, he had kept it all in. That was the Malfoy way. You took everything in, kept it bottled up, that was what a man was expected to do. You showed no fear, no weakness, no emotion. Nothing. It was hard for him to tell her this�as well as having to tell his girlfriend that he was scared of what his father might do. What kind of man did that make him? Draco reached for her, pulling her back on the bed. Hermione glared at him.

"Sorry, love. I didn't want to worry you," Draco muttered against her lips before kissing her passionately. How the hell was she supposed to be mad at him if he was kissing her like that?
Draco slid down her body. She still hadn�t changed out of the black dress she wore for the party. "You know, love, this dress looks stunning on you, but I think you would look even better with it off," Draco said, nudging her to lift up her hips.

Now the dress was sitting on her stomach. Draco was kissing her waist line, as his fingers made quick and deliberate work removing her black thong, which had now been tossed somewhere across the room.

Draco grinned slightly and then hungrily leaned down. His warm, wet tongue slid along her tasty slit slowly, before he lapped at her pussy eagerly. His lips trailed along her clit, before giving it a nice, soft, teasing lick. Draco grinned against her when he heard her moan.

"Mmm...I love your taste..." He said teasingly as he glanced up at her smirking before burying his handsome, aristocratic face back between her smooth thighs. Draco hands grasped her thighs tightly, massaging them firmly as he sucked hungrily on her juicy tight pussy, suddenly pushing his tongue inside Hermione.

She moaned even louder this time. Hermione hands traveled down her body until they found Draco�s head. She tangled her fingers in hair, running her fingers through it. He shivered as he felt her smooth fingertips run along his scalp and through his soft, light strands of hair. He grinned handsomely before again running his tongue along her delicious pussy.
Draco enjoyed listening to her loud moans, as he prodded her thighs still. Grasping them tightly, he gave in to his primal urges and growled in a low tone. He suddenly began to roughly suck her cunt like a hungry animal. She cried out when he started eating her so very wet pussy with a new brutality. It pushed her to a new level of ecstasy and she couldn't take it anymore. "Please...Please make me cum," Hermione begged.

He smirked to himself as he listened to her pleads of lust, nibbling the edges of her delicious pussy, continuing to fuck her wet, tight pussy with his hot, strong tongue�in and out�twisting it within her as he thrust it deeply into her, lapping at her inner-walls.

"Fucking delicious," Draco mumbled, his face wet with Hermione�s arousal. Draco had only stopped for a minute. "If you want to come, love, then tell me what I want to hear.

"Oh gods. I'm so close," she almost sobbed. She really needed the release badly. She arched her back as she felt his hot tongue rub against her inner walls. Her hands grasped his hair trying to push his face closer to her pussy.
Draco's face was buried deep between her legs. Nestled in her juicy, quivering pussy, his tongue easily slid deep into her now. He felt the way her pussy squeezed around his tongue, as he'd force his tongue along the sides forcefully.
Draco tilted his head a bit, to catch a new angle. He let out a loud, long growling noise as he ate her so hungrily, slurping and sucking loudly.
Hermione gasped. "I belong to Draco...Draco Malfoy. I'm only his." As soon as those words left her mouth, he picked up the speed of his ministrations and she got the promised release. She rocked against his face wildly as she finally hit her climax.
Her inner walls clenched around his tongue. She moaned his name so loudly that everyone would definitely have heard her lustful cries if there wasn't a charm on the door.
Draco reveled in the feel of her body bucking and writhing against his strong hold. He opened his mouth wide, sucking down the stream of her hot juices that poured into his mouth. Draco rubbed her clit faster to stimulate her wild, powerful climax. Lapping at her now gushing pussy wildly, she came hard.
His actions made her orgasm even stronger. It was all she could do to keep from exploding at his every touch. When she finally came down from the high of her orgasm. Hermione released his head to give him the smile of a well satisified woman. Now it was her turn to have a little fun.
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"Hermione! Please!" Draco whined. "This isn't fair." Hermione had tied Draco to the bed and she was teasing the living hell out of him. The funny part was that if he wanted to get out of his confines, he could have. But if he did that, Hermione wouldn't let him touch her. He had to wait until the evil wench was done. He had been begging her to untie him. He wanted to touch her so badly.
Everytime he would beg her, she would just giggle and continue as if he wasn't talking to her. Isn't it against the law to torture a wizard or something like that?
"Oh, Merlin," Draco threw his head back, almost hitting it on the wall. With a smirk to rival his trademark, Hermione put the head of his dick into her mouth and slowly teased the tip with her tongue.
"Please, Hermione. I need to touch you." Draco begged. She finally relented. As soon as he was free, he grabbed a hold of Hermione, rolled her over, effectively pinning her underneath him.
In one quick move, Draco thrust himself inside of her tight wetness. Hermione sighed in pleasure while Draco moaned loudly as he felt her walls clench around his dick. He started to pump in and out of her with his dick. He had enough of her teasing and could barely contain himself as he enjoyed the sensational feeling of Hermione. His�she was all his.
Hermione met him thrust for thrust. She worked her hips at his precise rhythm. It didn't take long before another orgasm resonated through her. Her inner walls clamped around Draco and she let out a breathy moan.
The pressure brought his own release. He pushed into her once, again, and again, his seed rushed out. He rolled off of her and the collapsed side by side on the bed. They were both breathing heavily. Draco turned to his side, facing the beautiful woman with flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes beside him.
"Hermione...I love you." Draco said staring into her eyes. Hermione didn't say anything. Suddenly Hermione got up off the bed. "Where are you going?" Draco asked confused.
"I'm getting the bubble bath ready," Hermione said, with a sexy smirk. She pulled on his shirt and quickly headed for the bathroom. So she had a bubble bath planned for them? Draco thrilled inwardly. She was amazing�and he wouldn�t let anyone else have her.
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