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Convenience and Inconvenience	By : ArizonaIceT Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 11600 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The welcoming of new and returning students was a straightforward, but hectic affair. Draco, Hermione, and all the prefects lead the new students into the halls of Hogwarts; It felt good seeing their excited faces, reminding her of how she felt when she first graced the great halls of the school.
Hermione made it a goal to keep some distance between herself and Malfoy. Wouldn’t be a good image if she allowed herself to be molested and fondled in front of the new students; she didn’t put it past the blonde to try just that. She’d already defiled the sanctity of the Hogwarts Express, she wouldn’t allow herself to be caught so helplessly in lust again. This was Hogwarts, a bastion of education and magic, and by Merlin she would keep it that way...mostly.
After the sorting ceremony, and escorting their respective students to their dorms, Draco caught up with Hermione in a brief moment of respite after the busy first day.
“Hermione.” He said smoothly, as he caught up to her in the hall. She didn’t stop, but simply acknowledged him.
“Draco.”
“Been a long day.”
“Yes well, all worth it in the name of preparing the future witches and wizards of England.”
Draco just snorted, and strode in front of her using his longer strides. He turned and stopped, which in turn caused her to stop.
“So now that we have some down time-” Draco began, crowding her space.
“We should go and see if the other prefects need assistance, and divy up their routes around the castle.” Hermione said coyly Draco frowned a little.
“I’m sure they can handle that among themselves.” Draco said.
“Oh you know me. I like to be on top of things.”
“Then get on top of me.”
Draco bent down, going in for a kiss but Hermione dodged it, stepping around him.
“I think you had enough fun on the train.” Hermione said with a slight smirk. She strode away quickly, leaving a slightly confused Draco in the corridor.
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Hermione made a game of avoiding Draco and never being alone with him over the next few days. Anytime he’d try and get some private time with her, she’d find a first year to help, or volunteer to help in the library. She just wanted to show him that she wasn’t on call for his needs anytime he wanted. And as far as she could tell, it was working. She could see the frustration growing on his face whenever she passed him. Served him right; he was just so smug sometimes. That smug, clear, perfect face-
NO! Bad Hermione. FOCUS.
Well, no plan is ever perfect.
As it happened, she wanted to jump his wand as much as he did. Difference was, she had self control. She could do this. She would be fine. Just fine.
That was what she thought until Malfoy assigned himself to be her partner during patrol. Prefects always needed a partner during patroles, even the head boy and girl. She had to give it to Draco, that was a smart move. Now she HAD to spend the night with him. Very Slytherin of him, but she was Gryffindor: brave, tenacious, willful. She wouldn’t fall into his snake pit that easily.
He was waiting at the bottom of the stairs of the Gryffindor girl’s dorm.
“Hermione.” He greeted.
“Malfoy.” She responded back. He scoffed.
“Back to Malfoy is it?”
“Well that is your name.”
The pair went on with their patrol. At first, Draco seemed to be the paragon of professionalism, walking the halls dutifully, making sure no trouble was happening. They caught a few 2nd year Ravenclaws out past curfew, and sent them scampering away with warnings. They made it a solid half hour before he tried anything. He began to walk closer to Hermione, not quite at her side, trailing half a step behind her. Slowly, he guided his hand to her skirt covered backside, placing it there gently. Hermione decided not to immediately react, seeing where he was going with this. Slowly he let his fingers curl inwards, attempting to get in a solid grope. Hermione walked a bit faster. Draco walked closer to her and repeated the action, and Hermione just pulled away again.
“You’re killing me here, Granger.” Draco said exasperated.
“Back to Granger, are we?” She said in a mocking tone. Draco was not too amused.
“You’ve been avoiding me.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Draco wasn’t having it. He grabbed her from behind by the shoulder, and spun her around to face him. He glared down at her, and she just looked up at him with defiant, teasing eyes.
“I don’t do well not getting what I want Hermione.” He growled lowly. Hermione hated to admit it, but that sent shivers straight between her legs. But she couldn’t let him know that. That would do nothing to lessen his ego. She was glad he was a Legilimens.
“You being spoiled is not my problem.” She shot back smartly. “And furthermore-”
“Shhhhhh!”
Hermione blanched. Did he just shush her?
“Did you just-”
“Shush.” He said, looking around. Her eyebrows knitted downward and she frowned. How dare she shush her! Of all the sexist, chauvinistic, misogynistic-
“Did you hear that?” Draco asked, continuing to look around. Hermione calmed her thoughts and forced herself to listen. That’s when she heard it.
The sound of moving around, just in the next corridor. Draco let go of Hermione, and went back into Head Boy mode. They walked down the hallway, the noise growing louder, and more rhythmic. The two rounded the corner, and were met with a very interesting sight.
Tucked away in a dark alcove, was Neville Longbottom, fucking the daylights out of Luna Lovegood.
Neville’s back was to them, his hands against the stone wall for support. Luna’s back was pressed against the wall and her left leg was wrapped around Neville’s hip as he thrust into her repeatedly. Her arms were around his neck, and on her face was her usual dreamy smile, with a deep red flush. She was moaning softly as Neville fucked her with hard, deep thrusts. Neville latched his mouth onto the crook of her neck, and sucked, causing the dirty blonde to let out a purr like mewl, and claw at the back of his shirt.
“Fuck me Neville-” Luna gasped. “Fucking fuck me.”
Draco’s blonde eyebrows shot to his hairline, and Hermione’s mouth dropped open and her face went beat red. Neither of them knew the loony blinde had such a filthy mouth.
“WHAT DO YOU TWO THINK YOU’RE DOING?!” Hermione yelled, stomping forward. Neville nearly jumped out of his skin and looked over his shoulder at the raging brunette in horror. He quickly pulled out of Luna, and scrambled to pull his pants up. Luna on the other hand didn’t seem too bothered by Hermione’s presence. In fact, she gave her a smile as she lightly straightened out her skirt.
“Hullo’ Hermione.” Luna said airily, wiping the sweat from her brow. “How are you this evening?”
“How am I doing? HOW AM I DOING?” Hermione sputtered. “You two were-were fraternizing in public! Defiling the school!”
“Tad dramatic Granger.” Draco said, finally sauntering into view. He had a VERY amused smirk on his face.
“Do you know how many rules you two just broke?” Hermione carried on ignoring Draco.
“Is there a rule against having sex in the halls?” Luna asked without a hint of irony.
“Yes! Well no- It’s implied!” Hermione yelled.
“My gran cant find out about this. She’ll skin me alive.” Neville muttered to himself helplessly.
“Your Grandmother is the least of your worries Neville!” Hermione lectured with her hands on her hips.
“Relax Granger.” Draco said, stepping forward. “Don’t be such a prude. Whom among us haven’t fooled around in places we weren’t supposed to.”
Hermione got his hidden implication, and flushed redder.
“You two, get out of here.” Draco said, looking towards Neville and Luna.
“What?!” Hermione nearly screeched.
“I see no reason to blow this out of proportion.” Draco said smoothly. “20 points from Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.”
“But-but…” Hermione stuttered.
“Jeez, Granger, show some empathy.” Draco drawled. “Think what something like this would do to Longbottom's poor gran-gran.”
Neville wasn’t sure why Draco was helping him, but he looked at Hermione hopefully. Hermione looked between Draco, Neville and Luna with a mixture of anger, annoyance, and pure indignation. She opened and closed her mouth several times, before finally sighing.
“Both of you get out of here.” Hermione said, voice hard. Neville didn’t have to be told twice. He grabbed Luna’s hand, and scampered down the hall.
“Bye Hermione. Bye Draco.” Luna said as she was led away.
Draco and Hermione stood there until they could no longer hear their footsteps.
“Well, I must say I didn’t think Longbottom had it in him.” Draco admitted, a bit of admiration in his voice.
“I can’t believe they’d do this. Is nothing sacred?” Hermione said, looking at the space they found the offending pair. “This is a place of learning!”
“You can hardly talk.” Draco said through a toothy grin.
“That’s different-”
“You say that alot.”
“That was the Hogwarts Express. This-this is Hogwarts. Two completely different things.”
“Sure.” Draco said, putting his hands up in mock surrender. He looked around at the alcove.
“You know, this is a great spot to fool around in. Back hallway, dimly lit, perfect lover’s nest.” Draco reviewed.
“Glad you can focus on the really important things here.” Hermione said sarcastically.
“In fact, we probably wouldn’t have caught them if they bothered to cast a muffliato spell.” He continued. Draco took out his wand, and flicked his wrist. The tip of his wand glowed, and Hermione heard the familiar low hum attributed to the aforementioned spell. He had cast Muffliato.
“Draco...what are you doing.” She asked, eying him warily. He didn’t answer, instead just giving her a predatory grin. Hermione understood.
“Oh no, not happening, nuh uh. Nope.” She insisted, crossing her arms over her chest. He still didn’t answer, stepping closer to her.
“Draco Lucius Malfoy! I am telling you right now, that this is NO H-
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*Moments later*
“HngHngHng...god I hate you” Hermione said through her moans.
“Yeah, yeah. Push your ass back more.” Draco grunted. The blonde had Hermione bent over at the waste, her hands pressed against the wall for support, as he fucked her hard from behind. Her skirt was upturned over her back, and her panties were around her knees. Draco laid a harsh slap to her ass, causing her to moan out, both which would’ve been heard echoing in the halls if not for the muffliato spell.
“Ass up Granger.” Draco ordered. She both hated, and absolutely loved his commanding tone. She went to her tiptoes, lifting her ass higher in the air so the taller boy could more easily fuck her deeply. “That’s it Hermione, just like that.”
Her legs shook at his praise. God he was a prat. A beautiful prat who could make her melt and cum with ease.
“H-hurry up and come, so we can get back to our rounds.” She said hotly. Draco threaded his hand in her hair, and pulled, causing her to gasp, and look up.
“Oh don’t think you’re getting off that easy.” He said, giving her an extra hard thrust for good measure. “You’ve been ducking me all week. We have to make up for lost time.”
Hermione gulped. Draco, using her hair as a leash, began to ram into her with new found energy. Hermione could do nothing besides brace herself against the wall and moan wantonly as he absolutely destroyed her.
Well, this was going to be a long night. So much for the sacred.
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