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Music of the Night	By : DominationThroughSubmission Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 8288 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. None of the characters are mine, they are JK Rowling's. I seek no rewards for my writing apart from personal pleasure. Any songs I include are not mine and I shall give credit to the artist at the beginning of the chapter.

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NOTE FROM AUTHOR:

I wanted to thank everyone who’s reading this first off. I’m growing more and more excited as I watch the hit count rise and read the wonderful reviews I’ve received!

I’ve decided about the smut. There will be D/s and light bondage. Draco doesn’t need heavy bondage or toys, he’s sexy enough. And I left out in the first chapter that Hermione and Ron ARE still dating. Everything in my story will be how it left off in the books. Well, maybe Snape is alive. Maybe.

Review Response:

Markspet: I’m sorry; I accidentally deleted your comment! It’s okay though, I remember what you said. It was wonderful and very encouraging! :3

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Draco woke up in the morning floating on cloud nine. Last night had been wonderful. He couldn’t believe it. He couldn’t believe that his future Queen was responding to him already. Warmth spread through him as he thought again of their future, of how she would be bound to him. He moaned softly, remember her soft lips. He loved their nightly kisses, loved the way her silky curls felt against his skin as he kissed her passionately.

He was smiling happily as he got dressed and ready for the day. He was pondering whether or not to start taking it further today when he heard a series of thumps and curses from the room next door to his. He laughed a bit. Obviously, Hermione was not as thrilled about what happened last night as he was. He heard more loud noises and what sounded like heavy furniture being shoved across the floor as he finished getting ready. He walked out of his room and knocked on her door loudly. A very disgruntled and unhappy looking Hermione opened the door.

“What the HELL do you want?!” She growled angrily.

“I was trying to make sure you weren’t being attacked in there.” Draco did his best to look concerned, but was betrayed by the amused look that kept creeping across his face.

Hermione froze. She didn’t think that anyone would be able to hear her. She definitely needed to sound proof her rooms.

“Oh, um, yeah… I’m fine. Thanks,” she muttered.

“Wonderful. I needed to talk to you. We have to start working on permanent hall monitoring partners. I’ve been getting a ton of complaints about the temporary ones we’ve set in place.” Draco smiled at her, the first true smile of his that she had ever seen. She stared, transfixed, for a moment before remembering that he was talking to her about something. She forced her mind to pay attention.

“Sure… I should be available at around 8 tonight if you want to go over it then. I might have to move around some prior engagements, but if I have to change the time I’ll send you a note.”

“Thanks.” Draco smiled at her once more and then turned and left to go down to breakfast. Hermione leaned against the doorway for a minute and sighed. She really needed to figure out her feelings for him, preferably before tonight.

***

Hermione walked down to breakfast in a considerably better mood. She had met up with Harry and Ron on the way down and they were laughing and talking happily. She felt much more relaxed. They moved into the Great Hall and Hermione sat across from Ginny, smiling at her in greeting. Ginny waved back at her. Ginny had stayed in school last year, so she was now a 7^th year along with the rest of them. However, she was having a harder time than anyone at readjusting into a Voldemort-free world. Last year she had to stay at Hogwarts and watch as what they had known as a safe home was turned into a breeding ground for death eaters and the Dark Arts. She had been tortured beyond Hermione’s comprehension, especially because she was widely viewed as a blood traitor. It had gotten even worse after the death of her beloved brother.

“How’s it going, Hermione?” Ginny said, a rare smile flashing quickly.

Hermione smiled back and said hello. The two had become best friends recently and immediately engaged in a conversation regarding Charms homework. Hermione was explaining the difference between two spells, but Ginny didn’t appear to be interested. Instead, she was looking over Hermione’s shoulder.

“He’s staring at you again.”

Hermione was puzzled, “Who’s staring at me again?”

“Malfoy.” Ginny glared back at him and Hermione looked as he smiled calmly back at Ginny’s death glare and returned his focus to his meal.

Hermione blushed slightly, but then looked back at her friend. “What did you mean by again? Has he done this before?”

Ron turned back towards them from his conversation with Seamus at this point and asked, “Has who done what again?”

“Malfoy was staring at Hermione, and yes, he’s been looking over a lot recently.”

“What?!” Ron growled deep in his throat. He and Hermione weren’t engaged like Ginny and Harry were, but she was still his girlfriend. He didn’t like anyone messing with his girlfriend.

Ginny shrugged, “It’s probably just him trying to get on your nerves, Ron.”

Ron grumbled to himself but slowly calmed down. It was Malfoy, after all. Who knew what was going on in that boy’s head? Hermione was just glad Ron wasn’t going to throw a tantrum. His tantrums lasted far too long and happened much too often. She just reasoned in her mind that the happy moments made up for them.

“Hey, Hermione?” Ron asked, looking at her thoughtfully.

“Yes?”

“Can I come see your new room tonight? Maybe we can… well, break in your new bed.” He gave her his best seductive look, which Hermione just giggled at. He really was built for comedy over sensuality.

“Sure. I have something to do probably until 9, but you can come over then.”

Ron beamed at her eagerly.

***

By the time Hermione pushed her way through the tedious day she had almost forgotten Draco and their meeting tonight. Almost. She was in the library tutoring a student when she noticed the time and gasped in remembrance. It was 7:55. She quickly ended things with the student and ran to the heads common room. She panted as she pushed through the portal. A very annoyed looking Draco sat on the couch, glaring at her.

“S-sorry,” she panted, “lost track of time.”

“Whatever,” he sighed. “We do have a lot to do though, so let’s get started.” He patted the seat next to him on the couch. She looked over and sighed. She had left all of the books she was studying on the leather chair. There was nowhere else to sit. She gingerly sat next to him.

They started out by making a list of prefects that couldn’t be paired with each other. Hermione tried to concentrate, but it felt like every time she started putting full effort into the project Draco was moving closer to her. It was very disconcerting. She decided just to do her best to ignore it. It was only for 45 more minutes. Then she’d be free and safe with Ron.

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Draco smiled inwardly as he sensed the discomfort from Hermione. He had indeed been inching slowly closer to her. Merlin, she looked so beautiful today. Her hair was coming down in curls with the top half pulled back into a pony tail. She wasn’t wearing any makeup, but she smelled amazing. It took all of his effort not to breathe in her scent deeply. She was his. That scent was his and it smelled absolutely perfect.

They were finally starting to pair up prefects. He casually brushed his knee against her. The connection set off instant sparks in him. He almost laughed when Hermione froze. She didn’t pull back though. Draco just continued talking as if nothing had happened and eventually Hermione started to relax again. He knew she felt it. Felt the connection bringing them together. She may not know it yet, but he knew.

He rubbed his leg a little bit closer, but he had to focus on the assignment for them. They were almost done and a feeling of disappointment spread through him. He wanted to take her now, hold her down and thrust into her. He wanted to taste her essence so badly. If only Hermione trusted him and was willing. Draco sighed to himself. He would have to wait.

They were recording the last couple when a knock sounded on the portal. Draco sighed in annoyance; his scowl deepening has Hermione leapt up to answer it. It was Ron.

“Hello, Weasley,” Draco drawled. He put on a bored look.

“Malfoy.” Ron nodded in acknowledgment, but couldn’t stop the glare. He looked at the couch where the two of them were obviously sitting together and his glare hardened.

Hermione sighed and butted her way into the conversation. “Malfoy, could you please finish packing up everything for me?”

Draco smiled at her and nodded. In return, Ron’s anger multiplied.

“Yeah, we’re going to be a little busy tonight!” Ron pulled Hermione into him, his arm wrapped around her waist possessively. He smirked at Draco as Draco’s smile faded.

“I guess I’ll see you later, Hermione,” Draco said coldly. Under his impassive look he was fuming. How dare Ron touch his Hermione? And then they were going to have sex?! It was Hermione!!! Hermione wasn’t supposed to have sexy with anyone. It’s how the universe worked!

He watched silently as Ron pulled Hermione towards her room. Then a sudden idea hit him and he smirked. Right before Ron closed the door, Draco pointed his wand towards him and silently sent him a curse.

***

Hermione was in ecstasy. The minute the door closed they were on each other, kissing passionately and furiously. No, there were no sparks like in her dreams, but those were only dreams… She growled to herself and snapped her mind away from that area of thought. Ron was here now, she loved him, that was all that matters.

Ron pulled her clothes from her slowly, smiling as he told her how beautiful she was. He gripped her breasts and played with them, drawing out moans from Hermione as she tilted her head back. He bent down and captured a nipple in his mouth, nibbling on it and rubbing his tongue against it in circles as his hand squeezed her other breast roughly.

Hermione whimpered and pulled his head up. She pulled off his shirt and kissed him passionately, biting his lower lip as she ended the kiss. Ron moaned as she reached down to undo his pants. As she opened them and pulled him down, she froze. She looked up at him angrily. He was completely flaccid.

“What the hell, Ron?!”

Ron didn’t answer for a moment, his mind pulling out from his sexual haze. “What?” he asked simply, confused.

Hermione gripped his dick tightly. “THIS IS WHAT.” She tried to control herself. Maybe it wasn’t his fault. She had heard that erectile dysfunction was pretty common, after all. She had never heard of it in guys this young, but it was possible right?

“Shit!” Ron finally noticed what she was talking about. He didn’t understand it! He was horny as all hell, he should be sticking straight out and as hard as a rock.

“Yeah. Shit.” Hermione looked at him, finally calming down. “Please tell me this is normal?”

“I-I don’t know. It’s never happened to me before,” Ron stammered. His face was bright red from embarrassment. Hermione frowned as he started pulling his clothes back on. “Sorry… I don’t know.”

“Maybe you should see Madam Pomfrey?” Hermione suggested. The idea seemed to make the color in his face worse.

“No! …I mean… later. It’s only once. Maybe it’ll go away,” Ron said hopefully.

The problem IS that it went away, Hermione thought sarcastically, but she didn’t say anything. She sighed and pulled on her clothes.

“I’m just... I’m just going to go.…” Ron didn’t know if it was possible for him to be any more embarrassed. He quickly ran out of her room, ignoring Draco who was curled up on the couch reading a book. As ran out of the portrait he could have sworn he heard Draco whisper behind him.

“What’s the matter, Weasley? Can’t please your woman?”
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