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A Matter of Time	By : AdaraB Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 7796 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 25 – Sixth Sense

26 January

Almost a month had passed since Hermione had started her research and almost a month had passed with no results from that research. Everyone was becoming antsy with anxiety over the lack of findings and was becoming increasingly depressed because of it. Hermione suffered the worse as she always prided herself on being able to find the information they needed within a given amount of time. That time she usually allotted was running out quickly. She was furious with herself because the most important information, the information that could decide whether her best friend lived or died, was thus far completely unavailable to her. She had gone through every book in the Restricted Section that even mentioned the words ‘Unforgivable’ or ‘Avada Kedavra’ to no avail. She decided she would order some books through Owl Post and on their next Hogsmeade trip, make a stop at Borgin and Burke. She was hoping beyond hope that she would find something in the books she was ordering so that she wouldn’t have to go into that vile store.

“Well, there’s nothing for it. The Library doesn’t have anything on the Unforgivables other than in passing, although I can’t say I’m surprised. I didn’t really expect Dumbledore to keep information like that in a school library.” Hermione said as she flopped down into a chair near the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room.

“Well we already knew that. What exactly are you looking for?” Ron asked.

“I was looking for any books on how the Avada Kedavra curse was developed, or at least, any theories. I’ve ordered some books that I’m hoping will have some information in them since they are relatively unknown by the general population.”

“Then how are you able to get them?” Harry asked.

“Oh! The owner of Flourish and Blotts gave me a list of stores that sell rare magical books since I’m such a frequent customer there. He said I would have his entire store read before I graduated Hogwarts…What?”

She asked her last word at the impish smiles of Harry and Ron who were sitting with her. Ginny was with a study group and Draco was helping Ashleigh study for her final sixth year exam in Potions that she was due to take the next day. She would be joining their classes the following Monday.

Presently, Harry and Ron were trying to hide their humor as they knew that Hermione’s love of books could be a touchy subject.

Clearing his throat, Harry replied “It’s nothing Hermione; go on with what you were saying.”

Giving him a dubious look, Hermione continued. “Anyway, he said the contacts may come in quite useful one day. He is a fan of yours Harry. I wonder if he knew that we would need books that aren’t available to the public because of their graphic and dangerous content or if it is just a coincidence. I’d bet on the former though, I mean, who would give a list of book stores to a young girl that only sold highly graphic and rare books?”

“A Death Eater?” Ron asked.

“No, that is the last thing a Death Eater would want. A Death Eater would horde books like that for Voldemort, not hand them to a Muggleborn girl, especially the best friend of Harry Potter.”

“Harry’s right Ron, they would never give connections like that to someone they consider the enemy. In any case, the books should arrive tomorrow. I’ll have until Valentine’s Day to see if they hold any useful information as it is the next Hogsmeade weekend.”

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“So are you ready to join the big boys?”

“You do realize there are girls in your class’s right?”

“Not since I met you.” Draco said as he walked behind Ashleigh and wrapped his arms around her.

Looking back at him, she leaned her head back to rest against his shoulder and smiled up at him.

“Quite the charmer, aren’t you?”

“I do try.”

“I can see that.” Ashleigh replied as she turned in his arms and wrapped hers around his neck. “But to answer your question, I am very ready to join classes. I am a bit nervous though, I’ve never had any classes with other students here. How embarrassing it will be to mess up in front of so many people!”

“I wouldn’t worry too much about that if I were you. Hermione is usually the only one to ever figure out how to do a new spell on the first go. Although Harry and I sometimes get it as well and from what I’ve heard, you aren’t exactly slow on the up take.”

“Yes but that was when it was just me. I know you’ll probably laugh, especially because it is unlike me from what you know, but when I am thrown into a new schooling situation I tend to be very wary about my performance.”

“You?” He said with the foreseen laugh.

“Yes me. I can’t help it. I know it’s usually completely irrational but part of me does care what other people think and I hate to look unqualified in any way.” As she said this she looked down at her feet in what seemed to be something like shame.

“Ashleigh, look at me.” He said as he lifted her chin so that she would look at him. “You have nothing to worry about. You are far from unqualified; who else do you know that completed six years of schooling in four months? No one, that’s who! You got twelve O.W.L.s for Merlin’s sake, more than the Head Girl. You should be proud of your accomplishments and how far you’ve come. I won’t have you looking down on yourself. You are far too intelligent for that.”

Smiling at his speech, she stood on the tip of her toes to give him a long kiss in thanks. Pulling back she gave him another winning smile.

“Thank you Draco. No one has ever said anything like that to me before. I don’t know why but you’re always able to make me feel better.”

“That’s an easy one. You’re just stunned into a calm silence by my devilishly good looks.” He replied cheekily.

“Oh really?”

“Yes, that must be it. It seems to work on all of the other females in the school as well.”

“I thought you didn’t notice the other females in school since you met me?”

“Oh, well…I noticed them before I met you.”

“Right.” She said, giving him a smile that said very clearly ‘I don’t believe you’.

“You don’t believe me do you?”

“Nope.”

“Ah, well, I suppose I’ll have to prove it to you then.”

“And how do you propose to do that?” She asked as she coyly stepped out of his grasp, knowing the game well.

“By doing this.” And he lunged at her.

She ran across her sitting area into the dining room so that the large table separated them.

“I don’t know why you bother running, I always catch you!” Draco said as he leaned over the table towards her.

At his movement, she laughingly ran for her bedroom door and was caught around the middle from behind and was twirled back into the seating area.

Draco flung himself on the couch with Ashleigh still trapped in his arms.

“Damn your seeking skills. I was sure I was going to beat you this time.”

“You’ll never best me!”

“One day I will. Especially if I inherited any seeking abilities like Harry did, although I don’t think I will. I think I’d be cut out for more of a Chaser. What do you think?”

“I think you’d make a great Beater, you do after all like to hit things.”

For his trouble, he got slapped a few times on the arm.

“See, a natural born Beater!”

Slapping him again, she made to get up from his lap.

Draco pulled her down again.

“Not so fast Sweetheart, I haven’t claimed by prize yet.” He said as he pulled her face down to his.

Sighing with satisfaction, Ashleigh repositioned herself on his lap so that she was straddling him without breaking the contact of their lips. As soon as she was comfortable, Draco moved his hands to rest on her bum. He caressed her through her jeans as she did his chest through his white button up school shirt. As their passion increased, so did Draco’s need to feel more of her. Slowly, he worked his hands up and underneath her shirt until he felt skin. He kept his hands on her back, enjoying the feel of her soft, smooth skin beneath his hands.

When Draco’s hands started their journey upward, Ashleigh started on the buttons of Draco’s shirt. When she had successfully unbuttoned all the buttons that were holding his shirt together, she pushed the edges wide and let her hands explore his muscled chest.

At the contact of her hands on his bare chest, Draco moaned into her mouth and pulled her tighter against him, crushing her into him and thrusting his tongue further into her mouth to move along hers erotically. This caused her to moan back into his mouth just before she broke the contact between them. They were both panting heavily as she leaned back from him and pulled her shirt off over her head.

Draco wore a look of confused admiration as she did this.

“We aren’t quite ready for home plate yet but I think were safe if we go to third base, don’t you?” Ashleigh asked him, a look of complete seriousness on her face.

All Draco could do was stare at her in her undressed state. All she wore now were her jeans and a black bra with white ribbing and a bow at the center. Draco thought it was incredibly sexy. It was the perfect combination of innocent and naughty. Instead of answering her verbally he grabbed her around the waist with one hand and her head with the other and crushed her into him and started the process of devouring her. He started at her mouth where his tongue played with hers for many long minutes before he worked his way down to her neck. He had already found two sweet spots, the first, which he was now playing homage to, was located just below her jaw bone in front of her left ear. The second, which was next of his downward journey, was located on the same side just above her clavicle. When Draco moved on and hit this spot, Ashleigh threw her head back and gasped loudly, threading her fingers in his hair. He worked this spot unerringly until she thought her back was going to break from arching it so much.

Ashleigh was moaning as she watched him continue kissing down her sternum until he came upon her cleavage. Here, Draco took his time studying her with his mouth, not yet reaching for the clasp behind her back. Her chest was heaving up into his face with every breath she took and he was reveling in the soft cushiness of her breasts when the portrait of Athena announced that Professor Snape was at the door.

At hearing this announcement, Ashleigh hopped off of Draco, grabbed her shirt and tried to find where the right holes were while Draco tried to do up his shirt. Ashleigh had finally gotten her shirt on properly while Draco was still working on his.

“Go into the bedroom and stay there until he’s gone!” She hissed as she ran her fingers through her hair.

He got up and ran passed her, shutting the door softly in his wake.

Taking a quick glance in the mirror, she saw that she still looked presentable and went to the door to admit Professor Snape.

“Hello Professor, come in.” She invited in a calm, friendly voice.

“Miss Grey, how are you this evening?”

“I’m good, just trying to do some last minute studying before my exam tomorrow.”

This was completely believable as she had her potions notes strewn across the couch and coffee table.

“Do you think I’m ready for it Professor?”

“Indeed I do. I have never met a student in all of my years who has worked as hard as you have. I am exceedingly proud to call you one of my Slytherin’s.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“I came to supply you with your schedule for the rest of the term. You will be taking all of the classes except for History of Magic, Divination, Muggle Studies and Care of Magical Creatures. That leaves you eight classes which you will no doubt have little trouble as the course load will be quite a bit less then what you had taken on before.” He handed her a piece of parchment with a time table on it.

“Do you have any questions?”

“No sir.”

“Very well, I shall see you tomorrow for your exam. Do try to get a decent amount of sleep, if I know Mr. Malfoy, you’ll be up until the early hours of the morning.” He looked knowingly at her closed bedroom door before making his departure.

Ashleigh was blushing furiously by the time the door shut behind the Potions Master.

Draco came out of hiding just as the front door closed.

“Oh my GOD! I can’t believe he knew! How did he know?”

“Ashleigh calm down. Severus has a sort of sixth sense about these kinds of things, nothing to get upset about.”

“Nothing to get upset about?-“

“That’s right. He’s my Godfather; he’s not going to get us in trouble for snogging a bit.”

“We were doing a bit more than snogging if you remember.”

“Oh, I remember alright.” He said huskily, wrapping his arms around her,

“Oh no you don’t.” She said pulling away from him. “Its study time now. Professor Snape is probably right anyway, you would keep me up half the night. And while that would usually be a very nice way to pass the time, I do have a big exam tomorrow.” She left him standing to go and sit by her notes and looked back at him expectantly.

“Spoilsport.” He teased as he walked over to help her study once more.
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