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Late Night Wandering	By : snowblind12 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 34930 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Sunday Evening
Just as Hermione and Ginny ran out of Ginny's dorm, Hermione froze. "Wait, Ginny. We need to think this through."
Ginny looked at her friend with a confused stare. "What is there to think about? C'mon let's go!" Ginny started to walk but Hermione held her back.
"Ginny, no..wait. Think about this!" Hermione dashed back into Ginny's dorm, pulling her friend with her. Hermione shut the door and walked to the window, looking out in thought.
"I don't understand. What are we waiting for?"
"The greater good, Ginny." Hermione turned back to Ginny. "Ginny, if we turn this in to Dumbledore, what do you think will happen?"
"Umm, the Aurors will come and arrest Snape?" Ginny said impatiently.
"And, if that happens, what happens to The Order of the Phoenix? What happens to Harry?"
Ginny sighed heavily, clearly impatient. "What are you getting at, Mione? Spit it out!"
"There is no way Dumbledore will let the Aurors take Professor Snape away. He's too important. He's Dumbeldore's double agent who has the ear of Voldem...you know who." Hermione couldn't bring herself to say the name. Hermione collapsed on Ginny's bed. "If we go in there, with this evidence, Dumbledore will probably confiscate the sneak-o-scope and then obliviate us."
Ginny looked at her friend like she was crazy. "What are you talking about? Dumbledore's first priority is this school and his students! Snape is probably still attacking witches!"
Hermione shuddered at the thought, thinking back to the episode she had in his study the other day. She thought back to all the interactions she had lately with her potions Professor, including how all of a sudden he was being nice to her... Letting her confide in him...Advising her and offering his assistance with handling Blaise. Even agreeing that Draco might be guilty of attacking her. All the while, it was him! He had known all along. Oh Merlin! That first night she heard Blaise and Theo raping Susan and he was the one she had run into when going for help. He had run ahead of her and said the room was empty! She realized with disgust that he was probably on his way to rape Susan as well when she ran into him.
She ran her hands through her hair. "Oh Ginny, this is bad. This is so bad. We have to stop him, the question is, how?"
"I still don't understand why you think Dumbledore won't do anything?" Ginny sat next to Hermione, looking at her friend with pleading eyes. Willing her to see the sense of going to the Headmaster.
"Ginny, my gut tells me that if we take this to him, he'll obliviate us and destroy the evidence against his most important spy. Without Snape, Dumbledore knows nothing about the Death Eaters or about 'you know who'. There's no way he risks that." She sighed as she stared at the floor. "It doesn't mean he won't do anything to Snape, but whatever he does, we'll never know about it."
"Well, maybe that will have to be good enough! We need to trust that Dumbledore will handle it, even if he does obliviate us."
Hermione turned and stared at Ginny. "There's one way to find out, Ginny." Hermione got an excited look. "We need to find a way to copy the recording." She thought for a minute. "Owl your brothers and ask them for another sneak-o-scope or recording device. We'll record the recording so we have a copy." Her eyes lit up as her plan began to take shape. "Then you take the original to Dumbledore and explain that you just discovered it and that no one else knows. Tell him you came to him right away. Tell him you forgot about needing a buddy in the halls in your excitement and haste to come to him." Hermione chewed her lip as she stood and started pacing. "I'll wait for you to come back. You'll either come back remembering or you'll come back obliviated."
Gnny gave her friend a horrified look. "Why do I have to be the one who might get obliviated? Why can't you go to Dumbledore."
"Ginny, it's your sneak-o-scope! What would I be doing with it? Also, I've suffered enough obliviation damage. I'm already having concentration therapy with Madam Pomfrey."
Ginny sighed. "Ok, ok. You're right. It should be me."
Hermione resumed her pacing. "If you come back obliviated, I'll play the recording for you and bring you back up to speed. If I'm wrong and Dumbledore calls the Aurors, then that's even better."
Both girls were quiet as they thought through everything. Ginny turned to Hermione. "So, what do we do if Dumbledore does obliviate me? What do we do about Snape?"
"I don't know, I guess we'll owl Tonks. I'm not sure if we should go behind Dumbledore's back though." Hermione started twisting a strand of her hair. "We'll have to think about it. I wouldn't mind a little revenge seeing as Blaise is in Azkaban and there is little we can do to him, at least right now."
Ginny looked at her friend, the reality of the possibilities settling in. "Oh Hermione. What if Snape raped you, or me or who knows who else?"
Hermione felt queasy at the thought. "Ginny, we now know Snape knew about the potion. We have no evidence he used it on anyone. It's possible he only knew of it's existence. However, common sense begs to reason he did use it given how he threatened Blaise. And he probably used it on me the other night when I left the library and in his office the other day. But, there could be others involved as well. I hate to say it, but Harry had all those panties and there's that witness who saw him."
Ginny chimed in, "Yes, and Draco is a possibility as well. Even if the evidence is all circumstantial, we can't rule him out..AND, he is Snape's Godson. They could have been in on it with Blaise. Also, it would be very unlikely Harry would be involved in anything with Snape seeing as they hate each other."
Hermione sighed in resignation. "I know what you're saying makes sense, but I just don't think Draco had anything to do with this."
"And, I don't think Harry had anything to do with it." Ginny replied.
"Then, we need to rule them both out. We'll lay our trap as planned and I guess I'll be the bait. " Hermione and Ginny shared a determined look.
Monday Morning
Hermione woke very early, unable to sleep. She tossed and turned as she thought about everything. She and Ginny had agreed not to share the sneak-o-scope recording with Harry or anyone else for the time being. When they were 100% convinced Harry wasn't involved, they would share the intel.
She willed herself to go back to sleep, but it was pointless. She started thinking about Draco. She didn't believe he was involved and realized she was taking a leap of faith in trusting him implicitly. But, she really believed he wasn't involved in any of this. However, she would set the trap for him and Harry. Of course, even if neither took the bait, it wouldn't mean Draco or Harry hadn't attacked her in the past. It really didn't prove anything, unless one of them showed up and tried to attack her.
Her watch said it was only 4:45 am. She was due to meet with Madam Pomfrey at 7 and then breakfast at 7:30. She really wanted a bath in the prefects bath. She sat up and contemplated. It was too late, or too early for anyone else to be up and about. She quietly went to her trunk and grabbed her toiletry bag and clean clothes for the day. She slipped on her robe and slippers and headed down to the quiet common room. No one was down there, even the fire was almost burned out, with only a few orange embers left. The house elves would be around soon to rekindle it and get it roaring again.
She headed out into the castle, the fat lady scowling for being woken at such an indecent hour and rambling about her interrupted beauty sleep.
Hermione kept to the shadows of the already dark corridors as she quickly made her way to the prefects bath. She was able to step right in as thankfully, it was unoccupied. In her haste to dash in unseen, she failed the shut the door all the way and therefore anyone else who arrived, would consider the bathroom to be unoccupied.
The tub, or more accurately, the pool, rapidly filled with hot water set at just the temperature Hermione preferred, her favorite verbena bath oils making the water silky and full of luxurious bubbles. She quickly undressed and eased her way into the soothing water. She was finally able to relax as the hot water soothed the tension through her shoulders and her neck. She sat on the underwater bench and rested her head against the padding along the side of the pool. She closed her eyes and felt herself drifting off to sleep.
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Draco couldn't sleep. He hadn't fucked his witch in days and he needed her. He had really wanted to find a way to potion her the day before but it just didn't work out. He came such a long way with her though. She was finally his. Now he just needed her to put out willingly. He could feel the arousal stirring in himself as he thought about her naked, on her knee's pleading to let her touch him. He closed his eyes and slipped his hand under the elastic of his pajama bottoms, and then down to his hardening member. He began stroking himself as he imagined her full lips and soft, hot tongue on him, sucking, licking, stroking...
"Uhhh, it's not the same." He said to himself out of frustration. He didn't want to wack off to the thought or memory of her, he wanted her..now...in the flesh. He sat up on the side of his bed. A relaxing bath or shower, that's what he needed. He grabbed his toiletry kit and his clothes for the day. He threw a towel around his shoulders and headed towards the prefects bath.
When he got there, the door was cracked and not closed all the way. He pushed it open and froze. There, just about 15 feet in front of him was his witch. Her eyes were closed and she didn't stir when he walked in. He quietly shut the door so as not to wake her and make his presence known. She was so beautiful with her hair pulled up and soft tendrils of hair falling and framing her face. Her skin was flushed from the hot water. The oils in the bath water made her skin glisten and her breasts were floating at the surface of the water, surrounded by bubbles, but her nipples peaked through.
It was too much. He was going to have her and it was going to happen now. He slowly put his things down, contemplating how to proceed.
He stepped backwards, towards the door and made a noise. Then he threw his hands over his eyes. "Oh Merlin! I'm so sorry!" He exclaimed.
Hermione jumped from her nap and covered her breasts with her hands as she submerged deeper under the water. "What the?!" She yelped in shock.
Draco turned his back to her. "I'm so sorry! The door was open. I didn't know anyone was in here."
Hermione realized he must be speaking the truth because of how the bathroom was charmed to not allow anyone of the opposite sex into the bathroom when the door is closed. "It's ok, it's ok, I'm finished." She looked up to see Draco had his back to her, with his hands over his eyes. She couldn't help but notice how nice his back was. It was muscular but not bulky and he was toned. His skin looked smooth. The pajama bottoms were low on his hips and she found her eyes taking him in.
She swallowed and looked around the room. 'Give me a sec, ok? Don't turn around." She swam over to where her towel was and turned her back to him.
There was a mirror in Draco's line of vision that give him a clear view of her naked form as she stepped out of the pool, wrapping the towel around her glistening body. His hands were over his eyes but the fingers were cracked and he felt himself harden at the view.
Hermione wrapped the towel around herself and turned back to him. "I'll just grab my clothes and step into a stall to change, then the bathroom is all yours.' Hermione waved her wand over the tub/pool and whispered the incantation to drain the water.
Draco still had his back to her. "What are you doing here all alone, Hermione? It's not safe."
"Um, I could ask the same of you." She said, slightly irritated.
"I'm sorry. You're right, but so far I haven't heard about any blokes being attacked, but you, on the other hand.."
Hermione knew he was right. "I know, I just wanted a bath and no one else was up. So I figured I'd get down here and back before the castle started to stir." She grabbed her things and started to walk. She had to walk by him to get to the bath stall.
"Are you decent?" he asked, Still pretending to be the gentleman.
"I have a towel on. You can turn around."
He turned around and looked at her. She was only a few feet away. She stopped walking when he turned, meeting his eyes. Her gaze went down his chest, taking him in. He was beautiful. There was no question about it.
He swallowed at the sight of her. Her shoulders were wet and glistening. The towel was wrapped around her and tucked just at her breasts, but he could see cleavage as the towel was wrapped tight and her breasts were pressed against her body. Water dripped down her neck and he watched as the drip went between her breasts. He felt his cock twitch.
"Is it bad that I really want to kiss you right now?" He asked, his voice soft and his face innocent as he looked her in her brown eyes.
She swallowed and paused for a minute before responding. She took a small, hesitant step closer. He took that as a yes and stepped up to her quickly, wrapping his forearm around her waist and pulling her to him. She gasped and looked up at him as he tenderly gave her a soft kiss on the mouth.
He rested his forehead against hers and whispered."Gods, Hermione. You are so beautiful."
She knew it was wrong. She was naked with only a towel on, but she let him kiss her. He was so sweet and gentle, and beautiful and perfect. She hesitantly and shyly lifted her mouth back up to his and kissed him. His response was immediate as he kissed her back hungrily. She wrapped her hands in his hair and he pulled her up tight against him. His mouth moved to her jaw and he breathed in the smell of her as he trailed kisses to her neck and then down to her shoulder.
Hermione knew she should step back and put a stop to this. It could get out of hand. But, she didn't. His hands started to rub her back, over the towel and the towel started to loosen. He trailed kisses back up to her mouth. His hands were rubbing the towel over her waist and the towel shifted, slipping from her. She was pressed up against him enough that it didn't fall completely but her breasts became exposed. She immediately reached to stop the drop of the towel but Draco was too quick for her. He spun her back against the wall and dipped his mouth to her right breast. He he touched the tip of his tongue to her right nipple, giving her goose bumps and causing her nipples to pucker and harden.
She was all sensation and threw her head back as he started to suck her nipple. His hand reached up to caress her left breast. Her voice was breathless, "Draco, we should stop. This is too much."
He didn't stop. He continued to massage her breasts and he looked up at her as he fell to his knees. He responded, his face flushed, his voice raspy with desire. "Let me touch you, Hermione. We don't have to have sex. Just let me make you feel good." He was looking up at her earnestly. Before she could refuse him, he pulled the towel off her body and buried his face into her sex. She shuddered and gripped his head with her hands as he licked her folds and then took her hardening nub into his mouth. Hermione moaned as she had never felt anything like this. He forced her legs further apart as he buried his face in her, drinking her in.
She felt like she was going to fall to the floor as her knees felt week. As Draco feasted on her, he reached into his bag, pulling out his wand. He cast a cushioning charm under her. He gently used his strength to bring her to the floor, laying her back on the now cushioned tile. He forced her legs open and continued to work her, licking, sucking and nibbling on her clit. She felt her climax building and yelled out his name as she came. As she caught her breath, Draco kissed her inner thighs, then her stomach and then he worked his way back up to her breasts.
Hermione's mind was whirling. She had just let Draco Malfoy go down on her! And it had been spectacular! She looked down at him as he devoured her breasts. "That was...that was incredible," she whispered. Her breath was finally coming back to normal.
He smiled a sexy grin at her. "Oh was it, now?" He chuckled and she laughed. He pulled back from her and she pulled the towel around herself as she sat up. As he started to stand, she noticed his erection under his pajama bottoms. She had never seen, much less touched a man's erect penis before, but she felt it would be wrong to not try to reciprocate. She grabbed his hand as he stood and looked up at him as she came to her knees. The cushioning charm was still in effect and her knees were comfortable as she looked up at him shyly.
Draco looked down at Hermione as she looked up at him, as she had so many times before. Only, this time she wasn't potioned. He had enjoyed tasting her and feasting on her pussy. She had just bathed and she had tasted like verbena oil. He had hoped she would want to reciprocate and that had been his end game all along if fucking wasn't in the cards. When she had told him they should stop, he knew this was his only option. He couldn't pressure her into sex after she had said that. So he gambled and made it all about her. Now he would find out if his plan worked. If it didn't he would imperius her and just fuck her.
"Draco, can I touch you?" She asked shyly, insecurely.
He looked down at her and smiled. "Hermione just because I did that, doesn't mean you have to do anything. I wanted to make you feel good," he said softly, looking at her with pure adoration.
'But, I want to make you feel good to, Draco," She was reaching for the elastic of his pajamas and started to pull them down. Her eyes stayed on his as she maneuvered his pajamas over his erection and then down his legs. She inched up to him and said shyly, "I've, I've never done this before. You'll have to tell me if I do something wrong."
He internally chuckled. If she only knew she had been sucking him off for weeks and had actually become quite good at it. He was curious to see if her subconscious would remember the techniques she had picked up. He watched her as she gingerly licked the tip of his cock. It twitched and she paused. After a second she looked back up at his face and then took as much of his cock as she could into her mouth. She was only able to take about two thirds of him, but it felt great and he sighed, throwing his head back as she began to work him. He held her head with his hands as she started going up and down on him more quickly. He whispered, "you can use your hand for the rest of it if you want."
She did as he instructed and brought her right hand up to the root of his cock. He placed his hand over hers and guided her hand up and down as she got a good rhythm going with her mouth. Draco's eyes rolled back as she worked him. She was definitely good at this, she was just a little tentative and shy about it. He looked back down at her as she worked him and he felt his climax building. "I'm gonna cum, Hermione. Pull back if you don't want it in your mouth." As he said that, he held her head in place gently, willing her to want to swallow, but she used more force and pulled back. Just as she pulled away, he came spectacularly all over her face.
It was beautiful and he internally loved it as he got it all over her. He even managed to get some on her tits which added to the enjoyment. "Oh Merlin, Hermione! I'm so sorry!" He reached down, pulling the towel loose from her and wiped her face with it. Then he wiped her chest before handing the dirty towel back to her, relishing that he got one more look at her naked body.
Hermione took the towel and looked at it before it occurred to her she could cast a cleansing charm on it. She pulled her wand out of her toiletry bag and cast the charm before wrapping it around herself. She felt like she needed a bath again. Draco helped her to stand and kissed her on the cheek. Then he walked towards the tub in his naked glory and started his bath with the sandalwood oil he liked. He turned back to her and smiled as she picked up her things and headed into the stall to get dressed.
She realized it was silly to get dressed in the stall after he had just seen every bit of her, up close and personal, but she did it just the same. She cast the cleansing charm on herself and then got dressed. When she came out, Draco was soaking in the tub with his head laying back against the edge of the pool, sitting just like she had been when he came in earlier, on the underwater bench.
"I guess I'll see you later in Potions," she said. He opened his eyes and looked at her and smiled. "Ok, see you later then." He closed his eyes.
Hermione found she was slightly irritated. The least he could do is thank her, or tell her that he enjoyed it. She had just given him a blow job for Gods sake, the very first blow job she had ever given! He could have kissed her goodbye as she left. He also didn't seem to concerned that she was leaving to walk the corridors by herself. She looked at her watch. It was 6:30. She threw the door open and pulled it closed behind her and made her way back to Gryffindor tower.
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