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Suppressed Emotions	By : hopelesslydevoted.xx Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 46531 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Hermione woke up the next morning, and felt a little stiffness between her legs. She opened her eyes, and she looked around confused. She wasn't in her room. She started panicking, until she felt someone shifting beside her and she froze. She heard a male contented sigh, and she shifted very slightly so she could look over at who she was in bed with. She spotted platinum blonde hair and she felt her heart rate increase. What was she doing in Malfoy's room?
Bits and pieces of last night came back to her, and she covered her mouth in shock. She slept with Draco Malfoy. How did that even happen? Her head started pounding, and she shifted so she could clamp a hand over her forehead. She let out a moan of displeasure.
"Here, take this."
Hermione moved her hand away from her face and looked at Draco, who was now awake and staring at her with a vile of liquid that was extended in her direction.
"It's not poison Granger, it will heal your hangover."
Hangover? Hermione clamped another hand to her forehead, her head pounding. Without thinking, she grabbed the vile that Draco was offering her and swallowed it down. Within a few seconds she could feel the pain in her head lessening, until it was gone completely. Hermione let out a content sigh and lowered her hand from her head.
"Better?"
Hermione opened her eyes. "Yes, thank you."
Draco nodded and slipped his boxers back on before standing up.
"I'm going for a shower."
Hermione watched his retreating figure, and he closed his bedroom door behind him. She got up, and grabbed her clothes off the floor, and hastily put them back on. Now that she was up and moving and her head was no longer killing her, she could remember what happened last night.
She narrowed her eyes. Her best friends had gotten her drunk. Well, she was going to have a word with them, that's for sure. And then she started getting flashes of what had transpired between her and Draco, and she felt a blush rise to her cheeks. She could not believe that that had happened. Hermione knew she had been under the influence of alcohol, but she couldn't blame it for what she had allowed to happen. She had known what she was doing the entire time. Had she been sober, she probably wouldn't have gone through with it, but the alcohol had given her courage.
What were her friends going to think?
Then Hermione thought about Blaise. What was he going to think? Hell, he'd probably smirk and say I told you so. She knew she couldn't tell anyone about what happened, at least, not yet. No one would understand. She herself didn't even understand it yet.
She looked back over at the bed, and flushed as she remembered what had happened there just the night before. She smiled a sad smile. She knew that nothing more was going to happen between the two of them. They were in two separate worlds, ones that could not interlink together.
She allowed one last look behind her as she exited his room. She could smell Draco's body wash coming from under the bathroom door as she walked by, and she kept going until she was back in her room. She let out a deep breath as she leaned against her closed bedroom door. Things between her and Draco had already been complicated, and she knew that now they were going to be even worse. She had no idea as to how she was supposed to react.
Hermione jumped as a knock sounded on her door.
She opened it and found Draco standing on the other side, a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Shower is all yours."
"Okay," Hermione said as Draco turned around and walked back to his room. She grabbed a towel from the back of her door, and headed to the shower. The room was still steamy due to Draco's shower, and she inhaled the smell of his body wash that was left behind.
Knowing she didn't have classes today, Hermione decided to have a hot bath instead so she could soak her sore muscles. She turned on the taps, and made sure to add her favourite scent to the water, watching as the bubbles multiplied until a layer of them was on top of the water. She turned off the taps, and slid into the warm water, hissing as it made contact with the sore area in between her legs.
She let her head fall back onto the back of the tub, and she laid there enjoying the way her muscles responded to the hot water. She grabbed her washcloth and cleaned her body, and then proceeded to wash her hair. She relaxed for a few more minutes, and knowing she couldn't spend any more time in the water without shriveling up, she pulled the drain and got out of the tub, wrapping a pink towel around herself.
She opened the bathroom door and ended up running right into Draco, whom she hadn't expected, and ended up dropping her towel. She was standing in front of him frozen, completely naked.
Draco trailed his eyes along her wet, naked body hungrily. Hermione started to bend down to grab her towel off of the floor, but Draco stopped her. She looked at him confusedly, and before she could ask him what he was doing, he had pushed her against the closed bathroom door and was kissing her hungrily.
Hermione responded immediately not thinking twice. Draco placed his hands on both of her hips, and Hermione 's skin tingled upon the contact. He removed his lips from hers, and started kissing and biting her neck. He groaned as she moaned in response. Draco hoisted her up, so that her legs were wrapped around his waist, and he carried her to his room. Hermione started nipping Draco's neck as he was carrying her, feeling powerful as she felt his hardness through his pants.
Hermione let out a squeak as her back slammed onto Draco's bed, and next thing she knew Draco's lips were on hers. She felt his tongue slide into her mouth, and she responded eagerly, their tongues clashing in an erotic dance.
Draco pulled back, breaking their intense kiss, and Hermione felt her insides explode in butterflies as he looked at her full of desire.
Hermione's back arched and she let out a moan of pleasure as she felt his mouth close around one of her breasts. He ran his tongue along her nipple, and she let out a shaky breath, enjoying the sensations that he was evoking inside of her. Draco stopped his attention on her boobs, and Hermione was about to complain until she felt him slide a finger inside of her. She arched her back again, and moaned.
"You're so wet Granger," Draco said huskily.
Hermione squirmed as Draco blew on her most sensitive part.
"So responsive," Draco stated.
She felt his tongue on her, and her hips rocked forward at the contact. He gently pushed her legs apart, and he continued his assault on her with his tongue. Hermione could feel her release building, and she moaned, "Malfoy."
Draco pulled away, sending her a smirk.
He stood up and slid his clothes off, and Hermione felt his erection against her stomach as he kissed her. She kissed him back, and Draco slid himself inside of her, and he felt Hermione moan into his mouth.
"Does it hurt?" Draco asked, his voice laced in his desire.
"No."
Draco grunted and then started thrusting into her, making sure to angle her in a way where they would both feel pleasure. Draco had known Hermione was close when he was working his mouth on her, but he wanted to feel her come undone around him instead. He loved knowing that he was the one able to make her lose control.
Draco knew Hermione was close, so he picked up his tempo and thrusted into her faster and harder. He was rewarded when Hermione found her release seconds later, moaning his name out in pure ecstasy. He found his release seconds after her, and he buried his face into her shoulder as he came.
He rolled off of Hermione, and lay down beside her, steadying his breathing.
He felt Hermione shift and he looked over at her, and saw that she was trying to cover herself with a blanket.
"Don't," Draco stated.
Hermione looked over at him. "What?"
"Don't cover yourself up. You have an exceptional body and you shouldn't be ashamed of it," he stated as he looked at her.
Hermione flushed.
Draco reached over and pushed a strand of hair back behind her ear. "You're beautiful, and don't let anybody tell you otherwise."
Hermione's eyes widened in disbelief.
"What?" Draco questioned.
"I guess I just wasn't expecting that from you."
"I'm a man, and I can appreciate when a woman has a perfect figure."
"Thanks," Hermione said shyly.
Hermione lay there, not knowing what to do.
"I can practically hear you thinking Granger," Draco said.
"Sorry," Hermione said softly.
Draco moved onto his side so he could look at her. "Why are you sorry?"
"I don't know."
"Granger, what's going on?"
"I don't know. I guess I'm just confused."
"What are you confused about?"
"This. This whatever it is between us. I thought it was just going to be something that happened while I was drunk, and I accepted that and had moved on. And then this happened, and we're both sober and I don't know what to think or what to do."
"Just don't think about it."
"What do you mean don't think about it?"
"Just let what happens, happen."
"It's not that simple Malfoy. I don't understand what is happening between us."
Hermione rolled over so she was facing him.
"Just let things happen as they happen."
Hermione let out a deep sigh.
"Alright, fine."
Draco ran his fingers along her cheek and Hermione sighed and leaned into his touch. Draco felt a small smile tug at his lips.
Hermione opened her eyes and looked at him, a sad smile on her face. She got up and wrapped a bed sheet around herself.
"I'm going back to my room. See you later," Hermione said as she shut Draco's bedroom door behind her.
She walked to her room, and looked at herself in her mirror. She couldn't believe that just happened! Her hair was all over the place, and her face and body were flushed. She grabbed her wand and used some spells to fix her appearance, and to tame her wild hair.
She went to her closet and grabbed some blue jeans and a green sweatshirt, and sprayed some perfume on herself in hopes to take the sex smell off of her. Hermione checked her appearance and noticed that she was glowing. She couldn't help the smile that appeared on her face.
She let out a deep breath, and went into the common room, waiting for Draco to come out of his room. Since they had both missed breakfast, she was assuming that he was going to head to lunch, and she had assumed right as a few minutes later Draco came strutting out of his room in all black.
Hermione bit her lip as she took in his appearance.
"Granger, stop biting your lip."
Hermione flushed, but did as he said.
"You ready to go?" Draco asked.
Hermione nodded, and followed him through the portrait hole.
They walked towards the Great Hall in silence. Hermione didn't know what to say to Draco. She didn't want to say anything to him to make things awkward between the two of them. Although she wasn't exactly sure as to what was going on between the two of them, but she was pretty sure that whatever it was, was to only happen between closed doors. She felt a tug on her arm and she stopped walking to look at him.
"You're biting your lip again Granger," Draco said huskily.
Hermione's eyes widened.
"If you don't stop doing that, then I will have to take you into one of these classrooms, and pray that no one hears us."
"Malfoy!" Hermione hissed sharply.
Draco smirked.
She rolled her eyes and turned her back on him, opening up the Great Hall doors. She walked quickly towards the Gryffindor table, leaving Draco and her confusion about him behind her.
"Morning Hermione!" Ginny exclaimed innocently.
Hermione narrowed her eyes at her friend, and Ginny shrunk down in her seat.
"How are you feeling?" Ron asked, a smirk on his face.
"I'm feeling fine, no thanks to the three of you," Hermione scolded, her hand on her hip.
"What are you talking about?" Ron asked innocently.
"You know exactly what I am talking about Ronald Weasley. Tricking me into getting drunk last night. How dare you!"
"Oh come on Hermione, you had a good time and you know it."
Hermione narrowed her eyes at him.
"I'm sorry Hermione! You're always studying and stressed out, so I wanted you to let loose and have good time. And I knew you wouldn't willingly drink alcohol if I offered it to you."
"And for good reason Ronald, it makes people do stupid things."
"Everyone loved when you were dancing on the table!"
Hermione's eyes widened.
"What?!"
Ron's face flushed red.
"I mean…"
"Ronald Weasley! If you try something like that again, I swear I will hex your ass."
Ron's eyes widened.
"And you!" Hermione said turning to Ginny. "I know that you had something to do with this, and I am giving you the same warning as him!"
"Are you saying you didn't have a good time?" Ginny questioned.
"That is besides the point! I do not appreciate my friends tricking me into getting drunk."
"Well maybe if you let loose once in a while we wouldn't have to!" Ginny argued.
"I do let loose," Hermione said defensively.
"Locking yourself in your room to read a book after doing all of your homework is not letting loose.."
Hermione narrowed her eyes.
"Hermione, none of us did anything to try and hurt you. We thought that you deserved to have a good time and not have to worry about all of your Head Girl duties, or homework, or Malfoy."
Hermione felt her cheeks heat up at the mention of Draco.
"Hermione, are you okay?" Ginny asked looking at her intently.
"Yeah, I'm good."
"How are you feeling?" Ginny questioned.
"I feel good."
"You're not hung over?"
"Nope!"
"I envy you. I feel like crap," Ron stated.
"Well that's karma!"
Ron rolled his eyes.
Hermione looked at Ginny, who was staring at her, a weird look on her face.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing."
"Sit down so we can eat, I'm hungry," Ron grumbled.
Hermione rolled her eyes and sat down.
She grabbed a grilled cheese sandwich off of the table and took a bite. She looked over at Ron, who had piled heaps of food on his plate and was eating as if he hadn't had food in about a week. She smiled and shook her head.
Hermione looked over at the Slytherin table, and found Draco's eyes locked on her. She quirked an eyebrow, and he smirked. Hermione felt her cheeks heat up, and she looked away quickly.
Ginny had seen Hermione's cheeks flush, and turned around to see what had caused it, and she spotted Draco, who averted his eyes from Hermione to her. He sent her a quizzical look, before turning his attention to Blaise.
Ginny raised an eyebrow at her friend, and looked down at her plate, hiding the smile that had crossed her face. Seems like Hermione and Draco were a lot more friendly than anyone had thought. Ginny was going to make sure to ask Hermione about what was going on between the two of them.
Ginny studied her friend, and noticed that Hermione looked different. Her cheeks were flushed, even though she was just back to eating her grilled cheese. And she wasn't as mad about them drinking her into getting drunk as Ginny had anticipated. She thought Hermione was going to flip out and lose her shit, but instead she had scolded them a bit. That was unHermione like.
Ginny watched as Hermione looked back up over at the Slytherin table, oblivious to being watched. She watched as her friend bit her lip in concentration, and Ginny knew before looking, who Hermione was looking at.
Hermione turned her attention away from the Slytherin table, and looked over at Ginny. Ginny was looking at her with a knowing look on her face, and Hermione's eyes widened.
"Hey Hermione, can you help me with an assignment later?" Ginny asked.
Ron and Harry looked up at Hermione.
She looked at them both, and then looked at Ginny planting a smile on her face. "Yeah, sure."
"Thanks! You're the best!" Ginny exclaimed enthusiastically.
"No problem," Hermione stated.
Ginny gave her a smirk, and then turned back to her meal.
Hermione narrowed her eyes at her friend. Ginny knew. She had to. Why else had she given her a look like that? Hermione started flattening her hair with her hands, wondering if that was what had given her away. Ginny looked over at her and sent her a wide smile, and Hermione flushed and turned away from her.
What was she going to say? Was she going to admit that her and Draco had slept together, and on more than one occasion? And that she was still planning on doing it again? Hermione let out a deep breath. She didn't know what she was going to say. She didn't think that Ginny would understand what was happening between them, hell, even she didn't.
She had thought it was something that was going to happen only one time, and that her and Draco would forget about it and then put it in the past behind them and just move on. Clearly that wasn't happening, as they had slept together again this morning.
Hermione did not know what she was getting herself into. She knew that getting involved with Draco sexually was probably a bad idea since she already had feelings for him, but she didn't think that she could stop it.
Getting involved with Draco meant one thing: getting hurt. And even though Hermione knew this, because she knew that her and Draco could be nothing more than what they were now, she knew that she wasn't going to stop whatever it was that was happening between them. If this was the only way that she was going to be able to have Draco, then she was going to take what she could get, because she loved him.
Hermione spit out her pumpkin juice.
"Oi!" Ron shouted angrily.
"I'm so sorry!" Hermione exclaimed.
Ron mumbled something under his breath and then continued eating.
Hermione on the other hand, had lost her appetite completely.
"Then she was going to take what she could get, because she loved him."
Hermione replayed that line in her head a few times, and felt sick to her stomach. There was no denying it, she, Hermione Granger, had fallen in love with someone she could never be with.
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