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Late Night Wandering	By : snowblind12 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 34930 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: This story is based off the books and characters that belong to JKR. JKR owns Harry Potter books and universe. While this twisted tale is mine, the characters belong to her. I make no money or profit off this story.

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Monday Evening
Hermione and Draco left the Great Hall after dinner and headed for the library. Draco held her hand as they walked.
"Is it wrong that I can't get this morning out of my mind?" He had a shy smile and his voice was soft.
Hermione shyly smiled back. "yeah, it's been on my mind today as well."
Draco decided to push a little bit. "So, does that mean you might be up for a repeat performance?" He had a grin on his face and was wagging his eyebrows.
Draco watched his witch's reaction. He had been thinking about her mouth on him all day and was eager to have her do it again. The sooner she was comfortable with giving head, and the more routine it became, having sex wouldn't be far behind.
Hermione smirked at him. "Well, not tonight...but never say never." She said the last part teasingly and then laughed when he sighed heavily and pretended to stumble in exaggerated heartbreak. After his little performance, he laughed and pulled her to him, kissing the top of her head.
They walked into the library and headed to the same back corner table they had used Saturday afternoon. He sat to her left and they each spread out their books, scrolls and quills.
After a few minutes, Hermione was in deep thought, as she read her History of Magic textbook, when she felt a warm hand on her knee. She decided to ignore it for the time being as she continued to read. The hand slowly inched its way up her leg and under her skirt. When it got to the top of her left thigh, she placed her hand over it and turned to the blonde, whom to all appearances was deeply engrossed in his Herbology textbook.
She smiled flirtatiously at him. "Just what is it that you think you are doing, Mr. Malfoy?"
She started absently chewing on her quill and when Draco turned to her, his eyes were drawn to her mouth and then back to her eyes. "Hmmm?" He asked. The picture of innocence. "Just studying, Miss Granger." He answered quietly, but matter of factly. His eyes went back to the textbook in front of him.
She smirked. "Really?.. so, studying involves your hand inching up my thigh?"
He tried to suppress his grin and maintain a serious façade as he replied, still not looking at her. "Oh, I'm just keeping you warm. I uh, thought I noticed goose bumps on your knees." He turned back to her and added with an innocent expression. "You know, just trying to be the attentive boyfriend."
"Oh, I see. Well, you are very attentive indeed. Perhaps a tad, too attentive." She said with a playful, admonishing tone. She slid his hand off her knee and went back to reading her text.
He started to slide his hand back up her thigh as he turned and leaned into her, whispering in her ear seductively. "You know, It's very important you let your boyfriend do his due diligence to take care of you and see to your needs." He kissed her ear lobe lightly and then bit down on it playfully.
Hermione let out a small laugh, unable to deny the flush of warmth that overcame her. His hand continued to slide up her thigh. She started to push his hand away again when his other hand stopped her. "Cmon, Hermione...Where's that Gryffindor courage?"
She looked at him and then around them. Their table was quite secluded and there was no one near them or looking at them. She felt brave and reckless as she leaned back in her chair and spread her legs slightly as his left hand inched up and between her thighs. She let out a soft breath of air and shivered as a few fingers slid under her panties and began rubbing her. He was turned toward her, so that it would look to an observer like he was simply whispering in her ear. His thumb rubbed her clit and he slowly slid one and then two fingers into her warmth.
Hermione had never felt anything like this. His fingers were moving in and out of her as his thumb rubbed her deliciously. She spread her legs wider as he started to work her vigorously. Her breathing became ragged and she closed her eyes.
Draco whispered, "I wish I could climb under this table and bury my head between your thighs. It's utopia down there."
He continued his vigorous attentions and after a couple minutes, Hermione shook slightly and let out a small squeal as her orgasm hit. Draco whispered, "Shhhhh, my brave little Gryffindor. You'll give us away."
Hermione's heart was racing and her breathing was fast as she started to come down and look around her. She couldn't believe she had just let Draco do that to her...in the library! She sat up straight and closed her legs as her breathing became normal.
Hermione watched in shock as Draco slid two fingers from his left hand into his mouth and drew them out slowly. He then resumed reading his text as though nothing had happened.
She looked down at her textbook and was much to distracted with what they had just done to be able to concentrate. She internally scolded herself. What is wrong with you? You are acting like a slut! She swallowed and another part of her brain responded. You are not a slut! You are an almost of age witch who is finally doing what most of the other witches your age have been doing for over a year! As she pondered, she tended to agree with that second and more logical part of her brain. She turned to look at Draco who was reading his textbook.
She looked around them nonchalantly and saw that just like a moment ago, there was no one around them or paying them any mind. A thought came to her and she went with it. She dropped her quill and leaned down to pick it up, pausing for a second before throwing caution to the wind and dropping under the table.
She noticed Draco jerk in surprise and then he stilled. She spread his legs and crawled up between them. She noticed the growing bulge in his trousers as she ran her hands from his knees to his thighs. She cautiously and shyly began to unsnap his pants but was having difficulty. Suddenly Draco's hands came down in front of her and unsnapped and quickly unzipped his pants. He maneuvered his hard member so it sprang from the confines of his clothing. His hands then disappeared back to the top of the table as Hermione took him in her mouth and began to suck him vigorously. She moved her hands and her mouth up and down him, willing for this to all be over quickly as she was becoming worried about being caught. It was when one of her hands starting playing with his balls that she felt his cock harden a touch more before her mouth was suddenly receiving spurts of hot fluid. He had reached under the table, holding her head still as he pumped his hips slightly, emptying the last of his load down her throat. She had no choice but to swallow the offensive liquid and found it didn't taste quite as bad as she thought it would.
She started to crawl backwards, away from him and she noticed his hands quickly tuck his now soft member back into his pants before quickly re zipping and re snapping them.
Hermione slowly and cautiously climbed out from under the table and pulled herself into the chair next to him. She let out a breath and a sigh of relief at having gotten away with it before she turned to him and saw the smile on his face.
He leaned into her and kissed her cheek and then whispered. "I thought I should hold your head on me so that we didn't make a mess like earlier. I would have hated to ruin your sweater."
She nodded and smiled back at him.
"That was amazing", he added. He then looked at his watch. "It's 6:45. We need to get back before curfew."
They gathered up their books and headed towards the library exit. Fortunately for both of them, there were a couple other Slytherins and Gryffindors leaving at the same time so they were each able to head back to their respective dorms with others.
Thirty minutes later, Hermione was in Ginny's dorm. "Just do it now, Ginny. It's 7:30. Tell him you were messing with the sneak-o-scope and the minute you heard the recording, you knew you needed to bring it to him right away."
"You make it sound so simple." Ginny was pouting but when she saw the determined look on Hermione's face. She sighed. "Ok, I'm going, I'm going."
Ginny grabbed her backpack and tossed the sneak-o-scope into it and dashed out of the dorm. For authenticity sake, she dashed down the steps and through the common room quickly like she was truly in a mad rush. Once through the portrait and into the corridors, she ran as fast as she could towards the Headmasters tower.
When she reached the gargoyle, she froze. She stared at the gargoyle and started sprouting off the names of candies as quickly as they came to mind. "Lemon drop. Bertie Botts Every Flavor beans. Acid Pops. Cockroach clusters. Choco.." She didn't get to finish the last type of candy because the gargoyle moved and Professor Dumbledore appeared in front of her.
He smiled down at her, his blue eyes twinkling. "Miss Weasley. I was just leaving for a staff meeting, but it would appear, judging by the desperate look on your face that you are in need of my assistance?"
"Yes, Professor..please." She looked around to make sure no one was coming. The twinkle in his eye dulled as he recognized the seriousness of her deameaner and slight fear in her behavior.
"Come, Miss Weasley." He gestured up the stairs and she dashed up them, to his office.
He entered behind her and gestured for her to sit. He walked around his desk and sat, looking at her with concern. "I'm all yours, Miss Weasley," he said as he gestured to the candy dish full of lemon drops.
Ginny shook her head, denying the desire for a lemon drop. "Professor, I...I just discovered something and ran up here immediately. I should have grabbed a hall buddy, I was in such a rush, I just didn't pause to think."
Professor Dumbledore leaned forward over his desk, his fingertips of each hand pressed to the corresponding fingertip of the opposite hand as he looked at her.
Ginny quickly looked away, knowing his skill at legillimency and not wanting him to figure out her scheme. "Sir. I was cleaning out my bag and I pulled out the sneak-o-scope. I was waving my wand over it, practicing making it record and play and then tossed it aside as I finished going through my bag." Her words had come out quickly in her nervousness and her mouth became very dry.
"I, I heard...Sir, the Aurors. I don't think they heard the entire recording from that night...or, at least, they didn't erase all of it." She swallowed again as she placed the sneak-o-scope on his desk.
He looked at the scope and then back at her. "By all means, Miss Weasley." He gestured for her to continue.
Ginny waved her wand over the scope and said, "Canto."
There was silence and Professor Dumbledore raised his eyebrows as if questioning her. She responded, "It will be a couple of minutes before it plays. The Aurors erased what would be playing now."
Professor Dumbledore nodded at her and looked at the scope. Snape's voice could suddenly be heard. "If you tell anyone, Blaise, and I do mean anyone at all, I will polyjuice your mother into a captured muggle, give her the lust potion and set her loose at the Dark Lord's next revel. Don't think I won't! Not a word! You take the blame for this and I had nothing to do with it. Am I clear?"
Blaise could be heard responding, his voice shaky. "Yes, sir. Crystal."
Dumbledore's voice could then be heard. "Severus, what is going on in here? Miss Granger and Miss Weasley came and..ohh, boys. How could you! Severus get a blanket for Trixie. Cover the poor girl. Miss Weasley, Miss Granger, please get Professor McGonigall and tell her to contact the Auror Department. A student has been raped."
When the recording stopped, Ginny watched as the elderly Professor in front of her leaned back in his chair. His lips pursed and his eyes closed as he let out a heavy sigh. He opened his eyes and looked at Ginny. "Who else heard this recording, Miss Weasley?"
Ginny shook her head, her mouth now dry as sawdust as she lied to the Headmaster. "No one, Sir. I ran to you the minute I heard it."
Professor Dumbledore watched her for a few seconds and then stood. He walked to his large picture window and looked out over the Hogwarts grounds, clearly in deep thought.
After a moment he turned back to her. "I need to speak with Professor Snape. He very likely has an explanation for this." He paused and looked at her. "It is unfortunate.."
"Miss Weasley, are you alright?" Professor Dumbledore was leaning over her.
Ginny looked up at her Professor, confused. "Sir, what am I doing?" She looked around the room, confused.
Professor Dumbledore smiled down at her. "I apologize Miss Weasley, but I just obliviated you. You came to me with some information you recently obtained, which I am beyond thankful for. However, it was dangerous for you to retain this information and for you safety, I obliviated you."
He sat on top of his desk, in front of her, his face expressing kindness and concern. "I want you to know you have not been attacked, and you have come to no harm. I merely erased about 30 minutes of your memory. I am admitting this to you, because I don't want you to go back to your dorm feeling off and having lost a chunk of time, thereby coming to the wrong conclusion that you were attacked. No harm came to you." He paused and walked to a side table where he poured her a glass of water.
He handed her the glass and she drank the water greedily as her mouth was very dry. She handed him the empty glass and stood. "Thank you, Professor."
He studied her closely. "Are you alright, Miss Weasley?"
She gave him a small smile. She understood perfectly what had happened and she was eager to get back to Hermione. "I'm fine, Sir. I understand and thank you."
He smiled down at her, the twinkle returning to his eyes. "I shall escort you back to Gryffindor, Miss Weasley."
She nodded. "Thank you, Sir."
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