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The Itch That Won\'t Go Away	By : sabreenthequeen Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 19098 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter III: Looking Down Her Shirt

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Hermione was so mad…she couldn't believe that had happened!

That little perv! The nerve of him looking down my shirt like that!

She was just eating in the Great Hall, when Ron came in and sat next to her. Harry was sitting across from her and they were in deep conversation, with Ron occasionally mumbling a yes or nodding absentmindedly.

It was really hot for some unknown reason and she took off her sweater after having a very long inner debate with herself. She was a conservative and very shy girl and didn't like exposing herself to the outside world. In the end, the heat was too unbearable and she had to take it off.

A minute or so later, she asked Ron to pass her the butter, but the boy was a world of his own, she had to reached over him to grab the butter to put on her toast. Just as her hand reached it, she felt eyes boring into her. That was when she caught sight of Ron staring fixedly on her chest and even trying to look a bit further down.

She quickly put a hand up to her chest and stood up. Eyes red with anger.

Ron's ears were turning the same color of his hair. He was very embarrassed at being caught staring at her, but how could he not? They were right there in front of him and his hormones took control and he had a little peak…no big deal right?

Wrong!

It was very wrong and Hermione stood up, shot him a death glare, and walked huffing and puffing back to her dorm.

Ron looked at Harry and the dark-haried boy shrugged his shoulders and said "You asked for it."

"Come one Harry, if you were in my position, you would've done the same thing," Ron said, trying to cover it all up.

"I agree with you there, mate, but you were staring at her the whole bloody time ever since she took off her sweater! If you really gotta look, you could be at least a bit discrete about it. Now you got her mad and we were supposed to go to Hogsmeade you big doof."

Ron became even redder and bowed his head low.

"What are you waiting for mate, go apologize!" Harry snapped. He still didn't get rid of that awful temper.

Ron's head snapped up, "Bloody hell, Harry! Why didn't I think of that?!"

"Cuz your brains are too busy between your legs," Harry said and laughed at his own joke.

Ron would've gotten pretty mad at this, but they were all horny teenagers so it didn't really affect him as much. Instead he stuffed his mouth with some cake and headed toward the Head Dorms.

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Draco shook his head in disgust and was about to leave with something caught his eye. It was a letter that stuck out of a notebook signed from St. Mungo's Hospital.

I wonder what it's for, he thought as he grabbed it.

It read:

Miss Granger,

I'm sorry to let you know that your brother disappeared on July 19^th. We are trying to locate him, but we don't know for certain where he has gone. He had attacked a medi-witch and two nurses and stole one of their wands and escaped. But not to worry for the Aurors have gone to look for him. I'm sure we'll find him soon. And since he has gotten the wand, it wouldn't be too long before we track him down.

When we do get any word, we will contact you.

With all due respect,

Phineas Nigellus
St. Mungo's Hospital
For Magical Maladies and Injuries.

Draco reread the letter, not understanding it the first time.

So Granger has a brother….who escaped with a wand? Does that mean her brother is a wizard?

Before his thoughts went any further, he heard a big SLAM!

Granger must be back….

He quickly placed the letter back in her notebook and slipped into the bathroom before she would catch him.

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Hermione reached the portrait that guarded the entrance to the Head Dorms. The man in the picture was a mad wizard that liked to tell a lot of funny stories, but sometimes he could get really annoying. His name was El Senor de Ha-Ha. (A/N:The tilde isn't working) and Hermione cracked up when she heard it.

"Hola, senorita," El Senor de Ha-Ha said.

"Hola Senor," she grumbled. She wasn't in the mood for jokes and quickly said the password, "Pan's Horns."

The portrait moved away allowing her entrance and she was about to get inside when someone called her name. It was Ron. She was in a very foul mood and didn't want to speak with him and quickly slammed the door behind her and sat down on one of the couches by the fire, trying to calm her mind.

She was really looking forward to going to Hogsmeade and get away from her room and studies and especially Malfoy, but he just had to be a total jack-ass and look down her shirt!

Filthy perv, she mumbled.

He's worse than Malfoy, at least he never tried to look at me and he was supposed to be the bastard!

Wait a minute, why am I thinking about him?

She shook her head and sat there looking in the fire, trying to ignore Ron's banging on the door.

"Hermione! Please let me in! I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that!" Ron screamed.

"GO AWAY RON!" she yelled back.

"I wont Hermione. Not until you forgive me!" he said, banging the door with his fists.

Fed up, she allowed the portrait to swing open, hitting Ron in the face because he was too busy slamming his fists on it to notice that it would open. He gave out a yell of pain and clutched in forehead where it hit him.

Hermione couldn't help but laugh at the boy who was by then crawling on the floor rubbing his head.

He looked up at her. "Hey that's not funny!"

"Yes….it…is…" she said in between giggles.

When she was able to compose herself, she lent him a hand and he stood up still rubbing his forehead.

"Serves you right for being such a prat," she said.

"Yeah, well I'm sorry," he handed her the white sweater that she must have left at the table. "But you have you admit Hermione, you got quite a body--"

SLAP!

Hermione slapped him across the face. "You indecent little good-for-nothing prick!" She pushed him and went back into the common room, shutting the door behind her.

"Hey stop making all that racket!"

It was Draco Malfoy.

Just what I need, another self-centered prat!

He walked down the spiraling stairs that led up to their rooms and bathroom and when she saw him, she froze.

He was wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist!

She was drooling as she saw him and dropped her sweater.

His broad shoulders, his nicely toned, muscled and hard stomach, made her mouth water. She noted that he was quite pale compared to her tanned skin and he was flawless. Not a single scar, nor mark on his smooth, wet skin. His slivery blond hair was hanging in front of his eyes and were dripping with water. Shading his eyes and giving him that mysterious sexy look.

"Like what you see, Granger?" he said, seductively after he saw the expression her face.

She snapped out her trance and glared at him. "What makes you think that?"

"Oh nothing…" he said and slowly walked toward her until they were centimeters away. "It's just that you look real sexy with your nipples erect like that."

She looked down at her chest and blushed. He was right; her nipples must have gotten hard after she saw his body.

She looked up at him. He was so close. She was able to smell his sweet, erotic scent and feel his soft breath on her neck and suddenly she was very aware of how close in proximity they were standing. His gray eyes bore into hers and they weren't cold like they were all these 6 years, but dark and full of…lust?

She didn't know who made the first move. Maybe it was she when she wanted to bury herself in his eyes, or maybe it was he. Whoever it was, within seconds she felt his tender lips against hers and his hands snaked around her waist and drew her closer to him until her body was pressed against his wet frame. Her clothes were beginning to get wet too, but for that moment she didn't care.

She didn't care that it was the enemy she was kissing. The boy who tortured her for her entire life in Hogwarts. The boy who called her that hideous name: mudblood.

She forgot all about Ron and Harry and what they were think if they found out she was this close to the enemy.

All she thought about were his hands around her stomach and his mouth on hers. A second later his tongue probed her lower lip and she opened her mouth and let him in, moaning in the process.

Just as she was beginning to kiss him back, there was another knock on the door.

Damn.

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A/N: The password: 'Pan's Horns' is an allusion to Pan a Greek God (I think he's the god of nature or something of that sort) and he has two horns on top of his head (being a half man and half goat.) He was a wild god that played the pipes and had Satyrs dance around him and drink and party (and do sexual stuff) and all that. Anyway that's where the term 'horny' comes from (well that's what my teacher said) so I just thought I'd let you know why I put that as the password. Weird huh?
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