One Night at Mugs | By : RinDreams Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 3276 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Mugs: Encounter
By Rin
Rated: R
Summary: Draco tries to claim a prize not meant for him and has to deal with the consequences.
Disclaimer: Don't own ‘em. Not making any money. Don't have any money, so please don't sue.
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Harry laughed as Hermione finished telling him about the argument Percy and Oliver had gotten into earlier that day. He was about to say something when they were interrupted. "Hey Granger, where's the other parts of your little trio?"
Turning at the familiar voice, Hermione glared at Draco before she answered. "They're getting our drinks, if you feel you must know. What do you want Draco?"
"Nothing. Well, something actually," Draco said, stammering a little. Cursing himself for the verbal blunder, the smirked slightly. "Nothing more, just a dance."
"I don't think so," Hermione said, turning back to the dance floor, moving her hips slightly in time to the music.
Draco let his gaze wandered over the body as he took in her outfit. Starting at her feet, he wondered how she could even walk in the shoes she was wearing. The were a pair of high heeled sandals with straps that rose up to her thighs, holding them in place. Her legs were bare up to the knee, where they were hidden by the skirt, until she shifted and the slits up the side of the fabric became obvious. Both sides of the skirt was split up to the waist, showing that she wasn't wearing underwear.
Taking a deep breath, Draco swallowed thickly as he continued to take in her appearance. The top she was wearing was simple in design. Form fitting, it was a pale gray with a deep plunging neckline. As she turned to glance at him again, he had to force himself to look her in the face. "Please?" Draco didn't care how he sounded now. The only thing he cared about was getting Hermione Granger onto the dance floor and proving to her that she would be better off with him.
"What? Did I just hear you correctly? You just asked me to dance with you? Politely?" Hermione couldn't believe this! Draco Malfoy, the bane of her existence was asking politely to dance with her. "Well, since you asked so nicely, I don't think there will be a problem with that."
Taking Draco by the hand, she led him out to the dance floor, looking up long enough to see Harry grinning at her. Smiling to herself, she faced Draco and began to dance.
*
Harry head the others walk up next to him as he watched the show, still grinning like a fool. Karis put his arm around Harry's shoulders, leaning in to kiss him on the neck before looking out to the dance floor. "Who is that Hermione is dancing with?"
Turning to face his lover, Harry laughed aloud. "That is none of the than"
"Draco!? She's dancing with the ferret?" Ron's protest filled the small space around them as he came walking up with Karis's twin sister Karin. "Has she lost her mind?"
Karis exchanged a confused shrug with his sister. "Um"—who is the ferret?"
"The ferret is none other than Draco Malfoy," Oliver said simply. "He was the bane of their existence at Hogwarts. We've always thought he would have fought along side his father and Voldemort during the last battle but he didn't. Quite a few of those that followed Voldemort had children who refused to take sides during the battle. Draco was one of them. He's been after Hermione ever since."
"Malfoy—wait, is that Lucious Malfoy's son?" Karin couldn't believe what she was hearing. Hermione Granger, mudblood, was dancing with son of one of Voldmort's fiercest supporters. "But I thought Lucius went to Azkaban?"
"He did, Draco was cleared of any wrong-doing so he remained free," Percy said, watching Hermione with astonishment. "I can't believe she's dancing with him!"
"Move over love," Oliver said, sliding up next to Percy. "I wanna watch this. She's going to demolish him." Oliver was grinning like a little boy given his first quaffle as he watched Hermione begin to make her move.
The conversation died at that point as everyone gathered at the rail to watch Hermione manipulate herself and Draco on the dance floor. Her body moved in perfect time with the sensual beat that filled the air of the club, moving closer to Draco with every pulse of the bass.
*
Draco was watching Hermione dance, trying to figure out how he could get closer to her without ruining everything. Before he could come up with something, the music changed and Hermione straddled one of his legs and began to move faster with the music.
Swallowing thickly, he tried to reach down and casually shift himself to alleviate the pressure of his pants against the erection he had. Glancing up at her as he did so, Draco grinned insolently when he noticed she was watching him, her eyes mere slits while she smiled demurely at him. He reached his hands into the air and began to match his pace with hers.
He was so intent on her face, he never noticed her move suddenly and grab his ass, pulling him against her while she continued to move her hips, now grinding against his erection, causing enough friction to drive him mad. As he tried to pull away, she forced him closer and leaned in against his ear.
"What's the matter Draco? Can't handle the heat?" Hermione stopped speaking to run her tongue up his outer earlobe, her hips still grinding into him.
His breath began to quicken as she moved against him, causing his breath to come in quicker gasps. Knowing he was close, he leaned in against her, his forehead resting against hers, his eyes unfocused. Then, just as he was about to reach his peak, the music changed and she pulled away from him.
Panting in frustration and stress, he looked up to see her standing in front of him, regarding him coyly. "What, finished already Granger?"
"Yes, I think I am. I don't want you to stain my skirt, Draco. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go dance with Percy, at least can last longer than you can," Hermione said with a small smile. As she walked away, she glanced back at him over her shoulder and grinned mischeviously. "And to think you used to brag about your stamina."
As Draco watched her walk away, swinging her hips suggestively, he noticed Oliver and Percy join her on the dance floor. This time, instead of Hermione taking the middle, Percy took the spot, with Hermione in front of him, riding his leg in the same fashion she had done with him. Oliver took up the rear and rested his hands on Percy's hips, locking their bodies together.
Glaring at the trio, Draco turned and stormed from the club, realizing he had been defeated, by none other than Granger.
End
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