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52 Ways to Please Your Partner	By : emisloser Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 47045 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Phase One: No Way Out

Draco stomped across his bedroom and into his bathroom. He immediately moved to the sink where he flipped on the cold water and splashed some onto his face. He leaned heavily on the counter and closed his eyes, but the moment they were shut the image of kissing Granger with more passion than he could have ever imagined formed in his mind.

"DAMMIT!" he yelled, punching the wall roughly. The stinging pain in his knuckles helped calm him slightly, but did nothing to slake the raging need he felt inside of him.

Draco stood straight and moved to the shower. After turning on the water a bit on the cold side, he stripped off the rest of his clothes and stepped inside. Willing himself to think of anything other than Granger, he settled on the ingredients for the groophook potion, a potion that caused the drinker to spout hair from his nostrils.

Two bane leaves. Three drops of hummit. Brew until it turns orange...and then...

His hands tangled through her hair as she slowly opened her mouth for him. He quickly swiped his tongue inside, but only for a moment -

NO!

Draco growled out in frustration as he quickly finished showering. After drying himself off, he walked into his bedroom and grabbed a pair of loose fitting sweatpants and pulled them on. They were rather uncomfortable, but only because his cock had doubled in size and was now as hard as a rock. He flopped down on his bed and slowly reached toward his throbbing member.

After nearly five minutes of rubbing, he came to the realization that nothing he could do would make himself finish. It was if he was numb to his own touch, though that was much less disturbing than the fact that the only one he currently longed for was a dirty, know-it-all mudblood.

He knew that it wasn't his own will, but the will of the game. Perhaps she had left the cards there on purpose, to lock him in this state? He wouldn't of been surprised. Everyone knew her to be the virgin queen of Hogwarts. He could only assume that it wasn't by choice. The only way for any reasonable man to lay her would be against his will.

After nearly an hour of sitting through what had quickly become an uncomfortable pain, Draco ground his teeth together and pushed himself up out of bed. He quickly placed a disillusioning charm over his still enlarged member before swinging open his bedroom door and stomping down the stairs.

Draco was pleased to find that Hermione was still awake, looking more frazzled then he had ever seen her before. Her gaze flew toward him the second he entered the room, and he smirked at what he saw.

Her cheeks were rosy and her eyes seemed slightly fogged. Her lips were parted and soft breaths of air escaped from between them. Her robe was lying on the ground beside her and her tie was loose around her neck. Her hair was being held up by a pencil, a few loose strands framing her face. It pleased him to know that she was as effected by the game as he was.

"Have you found out how to break the spell yet?" he asked her, all emotion gone from his voice. She swallowed hard and turned to look out the open window.

"I sent an owl to the 24 hour office. But it hasn't come back yet."

Draco leaned against the wall, which felt cool against his burning flesh. "You're going to pay for this, Granger," he said, his eyes narrowed. It surprised him that she said nothing in response. Her eyes were closed as she turned her face away from him. He glanced down to see that her hands were gripped firmly around the hem of her skirt, and they were shaking. Draco's eyes widened as he glanced at the two overturned cards on the table.

One was unsurprisingly of a man kissing a woman. It must have been the card that Granger had flipped and would explain his need to kiss her. The other, the one that he had flipped, was of a naked woman who had obviously just finished stripping off her clothes. Which would mean, while he was fighting the urge not to kiss her...Granger was fighting the urge not to...

Bloody hell...

Draco gulped as his gaze traveled back over toward where she was standing. He scanned over her face once more, though this time paused at her lips and suddenly found that he couldn't tear his eyes away from them.

They were so plump. So inviting. His breath caught as she slowly took her bottom lip into her mouth and bit it. When she released it once more, it was swollen and shining with moisture. As though he was in a trance, Draco slowly pushed himself away from the wall and moved to where she was standing. He reached out to her, but seconds before his hand made contact, a giant screeching owl flew in from the window.

Draco blinked hard a few times and took several steps back, infuriated with himself for not being stronger...for almost giving in. Unaware of Draco's internal battle, Hermione had moved to where the owl was perched on the fireplace, and untied the scroll from around its leg.

Draco watched impatiently as she unrolled the paper and scanned over it with her eyes. If possible, the blush in her cheeks grew a shade darker, signaling that whatever she read wasn't good.

"So?" he asked impatiently. Hermione tore her eyes from the paper to stare at Draco with a horrified stare. Her mouth opened and closed, yet no sound came out. Far too impatient to wait any longer, Draco stomped across the room and ripped the paper from her hand.

Dear Ms. Granger,

Unfortunately we are still working on a counter potion to correct the effects the game 52 Ways to Please Your Partner has on its players. We will be able to send you our counter potion as soon as we have mastered it (estimated 6-10 weeks time). Our advice is that you reference the instruction card and follow the directions exactly, which may result in a speedier completion to the game.

My Condolences,

Belinda

XOXO

"Hugs and Kisses? What kind of...? You mean that I have to be stuck like this for SIX WEEKS!" Draco paced in front of the fire, one hand clenched into a fist and the other throwing the now crumpled letter across the room. He turned on his heal and pointed an angry finger in Hermione's direction. "You had this planned, didn't you!"

Hermione pushed herself up from the chair and turned to face him with fiery red cheeks and piercing eyes. "Never in a million years would I do this on purpose! I HATE you, Malfoy!" Draco growled and stomped across the room to where she was standing.

"And, I hate you, Granger!" he yelled. Hermione clenched her teeth and leaned toward him.

"You're a snobby, egotistical, pureblood idiot!"

"At least I'm not a prissy, frizzy, know-it-all mudblood!"

They were both breathing hard, faces inches apart, when Draco grabbed the back of her head and crashed his lips onto hers.

At first Hermione's body stood as hard as stone, her hands still clenched into fists by her sides. But when he placed his other hand on the small of her back and pulled away from her lips for a moment to place a few smaller kisses on her chin and neck, Hermione slowly started to melt against him. She lifted her hands against his chest to feel the searing heat of his bare skin beneath her palms. A small moan escaped her mouth which caused Draco to return to her lips, this time with more passion.

Behind the fog in Draco's mind, he could hear his conscious screaming in horror. He knew that he wasn't acting on his own, but it felt more amazing than anything he could have ever imagined.

Seconds passed, or was it hours? Neither could be sure. All that Draco knew was that the seemingly unrelenting urge to kiss Granger had subsided, sending him crashing back down to earth.

Draco pulled away from Hermione and took several shaky steps back. Hermione's lips were still parted and her eyes half lidded. Her cheeks were a rosy pink completing the look of someone who had recently been kissed within an inch of insanity. Draco on the other hand looked as though he had just witnessed a murder. For beneath the feeling of complete horror sparked another feeling, a feeling that made his skin to crawl and his breath to quicken at the same time.

The feeling that this game wasn't even close to being over.
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