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The Romp of Requirement.	By : sexyPineapples Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 18621 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Hermione sat on the stone windowsill in the courtyard during break the next day. The morning air was chilly and it was a bright, winter day. Students were clumped in groups outside in a loud chatter so no one paid much attention to Hermione as she sat alone, pretending to look over class notes and sneaking a glance at Ron and Lavender every now and then.

Lavender was clung to Ron’s body. She stared up at his face as if he was her god, too absorbed in him to notice Hermione’s occasional glares. Ron was entirely red. Hermione didn’t know if it was because of the cold or because Lavender was attached to him. Hermione watched Lavender shove her lips on Ron’s cheek. Hermione felt sick again. Lately, she had been feeling queasy on a frequent basis.

Hermione realized that she had looked a little too long and quickly looked back at her Arithmancy notes, hoping no one had caught her staring. She turned the pages in her notebook absentmindedly. Then she studied the red lines from the previous night on her wrists. She ran her fingers across the lines and they stung. Her lips twisted into something between a half smile and a frown. She didn’t know how to feel about having sex with Draco. It had been both exciting and awkward.

“You know you ought to hide those,” Draco’s voice came out behind her. It was as if she had summoned him by touching the marks. She darted her eyes around the courtyard to see if anyone was looking before turning her head to see him in the dark hall behind her. He stood fairly close, looming over her left shoulder. His robe almost touched her back.

“I’m not too worried,” she sighed, turning to gaze at her wrists again. She pulled her gray sleeves over them and placed her hands on her knees, facing the courtyard. Ron and Lavender were snogging. Hermione thought it was a little tasteless to do that sort of thing in public, all the time. That was all Ron and Lavender seemed to do. She wondered how boring a conversation with Lavender must be.

“I see,” Draco said, “there is no you and Weasel, then?” He tried to conceal a small chuckle.

Hermione put her forehead in her hands. “No,” she said, a little shrill, “there is no me and Weasel. Weasley!”

Draco looked down at her head. Her hair looked sleeker than normal. It was still curly, but not quite as out of control. Draco reached into the pocket of his robe and felt for a small bottle.

“We could make him jealous, if you’re into that kind of thing,” he said in a darker voice. Hermione whipped her face back over her left shoulder.

“Absolutely not! I would never sink that low.” Draco took an inch of a step closer and his robe made contact with her back. She caught her breath and turned back to look at Ron and Lavender.

It was true, she thought. If Ron caught any sight of Hermione being with Draco, he would flip out. He would probably have the nerve to yell at her about it. Draco’s robes were still touching her back. If he stepped closer, she would be able to feel his body as well, the way she felt it last night...

Draco was handling the bottle in his pocket. He had brewed a small potion that he could use to track a person or object. All he needed to do was get a little of the unscented concoction on Hermione’s skin or hair, and he would be able to locate her when he wanted for up to a week. He would just have to charm a map of Hogwarts and add a drop of the remaining potion onto the map.

It was a stalker move, he knew, but he wanted to be able to catch her off guard, and she might even appreciate his creativity.

He didn’t know why, but he was overcome with the need to try all sorts of dirty things with Hermione Granger. He had stayed awake in his bed last night imagining spells he could use on her and devices that might show up in the Room of Requirement if he thought about it just right. He was afraid to show it, but he felt butterflies of excitement in his belly when he thought about her. And he felt nauseous.

Now that he looked at her in the daylight, he realized how attractive she had become. Her hair was softer and lighter, her skin was flawless, and she… smelled lightly of flowers. Was she putting more effort into her appearance for Ron? Draco wondered.

Draco clenched his fist around the little bottle, keeping it upright in his large pocket, and popped the cap off. He was trying to think of the best way to get it on Hermione. He would have to touch her and he would have to use his hands, as it would look suspicious to randomly rub a cotton pad on her.

If he complimented her hair, she might not object to him touching it for a moment. It would be more effective if he applied it to her skin, though.

Hermione was still staring at Ron and Lavender. She and Draco didn’t say anything for a few minutes, and then Draco realized that Ron was glaring in their direction. “Go away,” Hermione whispered. Draco cracked a half smile and leaned down, and Hermione froze up. Ron was still staring at them.

Draco carefully tilted the potion into his hand and rubbed a little into his palm, then closed the bottle and brought his hand to Hermione’s hair.

“Go away Malfoy,” Hermione hissed as Draco ran his hands through her hair. “What do you think you are doing!”

“I just wanted to say that your hair… doesn’t look so bad today,” he said. It was the biggest compliment he could muster up, and probably the nicest thing he would ever say to her. She turned her head to look at his face as he held her hair. He had a strange expression that she couldn’t read and she frowned at him.

“So you have to feel it? Here?!” Hermione tried to swat him away but he decided to wrap his hand around the back of her neck. She took a quick breath and shut her eyes. His warm palm felt nice on her sore neck and her body became tingly all over. Draco kept his gaze fixed down at her but he could see Ron in his peripherals. Ron had disattached himself from Lavender and was staring at them, his fists balled at his side. Lavender was looking in their direction too.

Draco didn’t really know if he wanted anyone to see him and Hermione together. He had only suggested making Ron jealous because he expected that Hermione wouldn’t be okay with it.

He removed his hand and stepped away. Hermione opened her eyes and watched him as he silently backed away from her and then walked down the hall.
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