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You pulled my heart out through your eyes.	By : Kyrian Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 4404 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer--I do not own anything to do with Harry Potter. The characters are all the result of the brilliant J.K Rowlings. I'm just borrowing them.

Draco had taken them to the centre of the
dance floor, and spun her around so her back was to his chest and started
moving. Hermione was nervous, she had only danced like this on the two
occasions that Harry, Ron, and she had gone to a muggles club. But, dancing
with Harry and Ron didn�t make her stomach flip like it was currently doing.
She felt stiff and awkward at first.

�Hermione,� he whispered in her ear,
�Relax. I�m not going to hurt you.�

Hermione shivered at the feeling of his
breath washing over her neck. What the hell, she thought. She tossed her
hair over one shoulder and let the music wash over her like the others she had
been watching earlier.

Simply rocking together wasn�t what she
wanted, she wanted to dance, she wanted to be washed away in the music, she
wanted to loose herself to Draco, she wanted what she had been denying herself
for years.

After a few minutes of simply rocking with
each other their bodies barely touching she decided this wasn�t enough
anymore.

Squirming down his body she pushed back
with her ass and lifted herself slowly to rub up his legs and groin. Hearing
his appreciative groan, she knew she had done something right.

When Dracos� hands gripped her hips,
pulling her more firmly against his body she finally let go. Feeling his large
hands running over her thighs and hips while simultaneously rocking against her
back made her shiver and warmth flood her body.

How had she never noticed how good he
smelt, his scent was driving her crazy, giving her the courage to lift her arms
over her head and run them down the back of his hair to rest on his neck,
grinding her bottom into his crotch.

Draco groaned low in his throat, dropping
his head to run his lips up her neck. He inhaled deeply the smell of her hair.
They smelled like sweat and each other. He could feel himself getting hard and
couldn�t care less if she felt him pressing against her.

Hermione loved the feeling of his hard body
behind hers, his strong arms wrapped around her middle holding her close. When
he ran his lips down her neck she rewarded him with a push and dip of her hips
against him. She wanted him to want her as much as she did him.

She had come to the conclusion months ago
that she wanted him. Having never known a man intimately didn�t matter, and the
fact that he knew many girls intimately didn�t either. She wanted him, and she
would take him anyway she could.

When she started to retract her arms from
around his neck, he ran his hands up her sides, pausing briefly to trace the
sides of her breast and continued up her arms to her hands and kept them locked
together. She pleased him by staying like that and continued to dance.

The songs blended together, having lost the
concept of time, neither knew how long they had been dancing- yet neither
cared, nor stopped.

He grabbed her waist roughly and ground
himself against her. When Hermione felt the hardness of him rubbing against the
small of her back she whimpered and threw her head back against his chest. It
was overwhelming, dancing with him, he moved his hips in the mimic of something
much more private and his lips promised pleasure as they trailed along her
neck, cheeks, and hair.

When he bit lightly at the spot where her
neck met her shoulder, she cried out: �Draco!�

He growled quietly hearing his name on her
lips. Pushing her arms off his neck he spun her around and crushed her to his
body.

Hermione was lost to sensation. She
couldn�t seem to grasp a coherent thought. All she knew was that she was
crushed to Dracos front, their entire bodies aligning; her breasts were
smooched against his chest and she loved ever minute of it.

She looked up and met his eye. Chocolate
brown clashed with molten silver. With his hair falling around his eyes and
framing his face he looked like a fallen angel. But, the smile he gave her was
anything but holy.

Draco ran his hands down her spin and
cupped her bottom. Hermione let out a moan that was muffled by his chest.
Lifting her easily, he placed her astride his thigh.

Hermione gripped his neck tighter and buried
her face in his shoulder. Feeling his hands on her ass, and his leg between
hers caused a flood of moisture in her panties. Not embarrassed in the least
she rubbed herself against him.

Draco gripped her ass harder and rubbed her
up and down his thigh, loving the feeling of her riding him for her pleasure.
The brown haired witch in his arms had been the subject of his fantasies for
years now, since that damned slap in third year and he wanted what his
imagination so helpfully supplied him with. He couldn�t help it, he was bent.

Using one hand to continue the rhythm they
had made on his thigh, his other buried itself in her hair and without a second
hesitation he crushed his lips to hers. It was a kiss of dominance, of
possession and Hermione loved ever minute of it.

His tongue plundered her mouth, leaving no
crevice unexplored. He nipped lightly at her bottom lip and in response she
sucked his till it was plump and red.

When they finally had to part for air, he
rasped, �God, Hermione.�

Hermione gave him an easy smile, loving
what they were doing and knowing that nobody noticed or cared. This was it, she
knew that if she was ever going to get him that would be the time. She flicked
her tongue against his lips and giggled inside at the low growl he let out.

�I want you, now.� He growled in her ear.

Hermione shivered in response and nodded
her head, ignoring the butterflies that seemed to be having seizures in her
tummy. Draco grabbed her hand and practically dragged her through the crowd.
They made it as far as one of the side stairwells when he shoved her against
the wall, devouring her lips.

They made their way slowly through the
castle, stopping at almost every alcove and dark corner to touch each other,
rub, and make out like the pair of randy teenagers they were.

When they finally stumbled into their
shared common room Draco bent down to scoop her into his arms. She surprised
him but squirming away.

�What?� he asked, panting from the hasty
walk and �other things.

�Um�� Hermione bit her lower lip in
embarrassment. The action not lost on Draco, whose eyes followed the movement
with unbridled lust. �I�d prefer you not to lift me up.� Hermione squeaked out.

Draco was startled by the request, after
going at it hot and heavy for the past who-knows-how-long, he hadn�t even been
thinking when he bent to lift her. He just wanted to get the two of them to his
room as fast as possible �without having to stop kissing. �What? Why?�

Hermione stared at her feet for a moment.
�Because I�m to heavy.� She mumbled.

�What?� Draco snapped, irritated now since
his cock was twitching just looking at her his balls felt like someone was
gripping them and it wasn�t that comfortable.

�I�m too heavy. Let�s just go up to the
room. Mine or yours?� She asked blushing like a mad women and getting it out in
a rush in an effort to distract him.

Draco just shook his head with a signature
eye roll and stalked towards her.

�Draco-� she began uncertainly backing up
until her back hit the wall.

He continued to walk towards her, a
predatory gleam in his eye. He didn�t stop until he was pressed against her
�effectively trapping her between him and the wall. Draco almost sighed in
relief to be touching her again, rubbing his hardness against her stomach.

�Hermione,� he whispered in her ear as he
sucked on the lobe. �If I want to lift you up I will.� When she started to
protest he gave her a sharp nip on the next before laving the spot with his
tongue. She gripped his shoulders tightly. �If I want to throw you over my
shoulder like a bloody caveman I will.�

Hermione shook her head, lolling it around
on the wall. His tongue should be illegal considering the things it was doing
to her.

�Savy?� he growled before capturing her lips
with his.

Hermione moaned into his mouth, his tongue
hot and impatient in her mouth. Her hands slid up his chest, lightly pinching
his nipples and loving the growl he made low in his throat. She wrapped her
arms tightly around his neck wanting to be as close as she could to the hard
planes of his body.

Draco slide his hands down her sides,
making her whimper when he past her breasts and continued to her ass. He cupped
her and in one motion brought her up to eye level and fit into the vee of her
thighs.

�Oh god-� she moaned. Not knowing what to
do with her legs but loving how he felt there.

�Wrap your legs around me.� Draco rasped
out, overwhelmed with the heat he felt as he drove his cock against her.

Hermione was quick to comply and flicked
her hair to the side when Draco�s lips attack her neck.

�I�m going to have you like this.� He
whispered against her cheek, causing her to moan his name. �But not now. Now
I�m going to take you upstairs to my bed and have you anyway I can think of.�

�Yes.� She squirmed against him needing
more then he was giving her.

Draco wrapped one strong arm beneath her
bottom and the other pressed between her shoulder blades, keeping their mouths
connected. He walked up the stairs to his room only having to pause once when
he felt the need to push her against the wall again to thrust against her core.
But eventually made it to his room, barely getting the door open in his haste
to have her.

Throwing her unceremoniously onto the large
silk covered bed he followed right after.

Draco pulled back from her, causing
uncertainty in Hermione. She lay there looking up into his eyes where he loomed
over her.

Draco grinned, leaned down, and before
taking her lips once more he said, �See, I�m not as weak as you seem to think.�

Hermione opened her mouth to say something,
a blush creeping over her face and neck when the door slammed shut causing her
to scream in surprise.

�You can do wandless magic?� she asked in
shock.

�Later.� He growled. �Less talk Granger,
more kissing.�
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