What They Don\'t Teach You at Hogwarts

Disclaimer: All things HARRY POTTER belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury and a whole load of other people that aren’t me. (Sigh) I’m just borrowing them.

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Chapter 4/5 – In Conspectu Positus

“Why do we have to go shopping today?” said Draco as the stepped up to the fireplace.

“Because I need to get new dress robes for the ball,” replied Hermione, “and don’t pout, Draco.”

“I do NOT pout, Hermione.”

She just grinned as she stepped into the fireplace; grabbing a handful of floo powder she winked at him before announcing, “Diagon Alley,” and dropping the powder to the ground. When the flames had disappeared, Draco followed suit and arrived to find her waiting for him, brushing off her robes.

“I already owled Madame Malkin’s what I was looking for a couple of days ago,” she said as she stepped close to him and adjusted his robes, “I just need to pick it up. Then I want to call into Flourish and Blotts. And take that look off your face Malfoy.”

“We have a library twice the size of the one at Hogwarts, what book could you possibly not have, love?” smirked Draco.

“You never know, Draco,” she grinned, “I may get lucky.”

“Well, I need to collect something, so while you’re at Madame Malkin’s I will get it, and I’ll meet you in front of the bookshop. Ok?”

Hermione nodded. “Make sure you’re at the bookshop,” she whispered, and after kissing him gently she walked off.

“What have *you* got planned now Granger?” he murmured as she moved out of sight.

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A couple of hours later Hermione was pacing nervously in front of the bookshop. She couldn’t actually believe she was going to go through with this, and especially in her favourite shop. She spotted Draco’s blonde head and taking a deep breath smoothed down the front of her robes and flashed him a smile, as he got closer.

“No bags, love,” he commented.

“I wasn’t hundred percent happy with the fit so they are being altered and sent on to the manor. What about you, was everything to your satisfaction?”

“Everything was just *perfect*,” he said cryptically as they entered the shop.

Much to Hermione’s delight the shop wasn’t too packed. “This way,” she said, taking his hand and leading him upstairs. They made their way to a case of books near the railing looking down on the rest of the shop.

“You do realise that this is the, how should I put this, the *naughty* book section?” He grinned when he saw the book titles.

Smirking at him, she pulled one of the books from the shelf and turned her back to him, leaning slightly over the railing.

“Minx,” he muttered as she wriggled her ass at him. Moving behind her, but not quite touching he look over her shoulder at the book she was reading.

“’How to Increase your Potency’,” he read. “And is there something wrong with mine?” he whispered in her ear.

“I’ve had no complaints,” she whispered back and pressed her ass against his crotch, rubbing against it.

Draco rested his hands on her hips and guided her movements. “You naughty little witch, and in your favourite shop.”

“You know me Draco, all this printed word just makes me so hot.” She took one of his hands from her waist and slipped it into the front of her robes, guiding it to her breast.

Draco gasped as he felt naked flesh. “Very naughty little witch,” he muttered. She moaned softy as he massaged her breast, taking her wand from her pocket she pointed it at her crotch, flicked the wand twice and murmured, “Comprimo,” before pocketing it again.

He began pulling up her robes as he moved her legs apart. Bunching them around her waist his other hand moved to her pussy and he stroked the lips gently, finding her wet already.

“Ever since we fucked that evening in seventh year in the library I’ve wanted to do it again,” she gasped as his finger teased her clit.

“We’ve fucked in the library at the manor,” he murmured as he slid his finger inside her. “Oh, fuck,” he gasped as her inner muscles sucked his finger deeper and squeezed it tight.

“Imagine what that will feel like around your cock, Draco.” She reached behind her and massaged him through his pants. She could feel his breath, hot and heavy against her ear.

‘Thank you, Ginny, for discovering that charm,’ she thought. The youngest Weasley had picked up the charm on a Quidditch trip to India with Harry. Hermione then moaned loudly as Draco worked a second finger inside her.

“Shush love,” he whispered as he, with some difficulty, moved his fingers in and out her pussy, feeling her juices drip down over his hand.

Burying his face in her neck, he licked and sucked the soft skin as she undid his pants and released his hard cock. He groaned against her skin as she rubbed her thumb over the head.

She dropped the book from her hand as Draco pushed her legs further apart; he moved his hips and Hermione guided the head of his cock to her pussy. Letting go, she braced both her hands on the railing as pushed back gently.

Draco kept one eye on the customers downstairs and bit into her shoulder as the head popped in. His hands moved under her robe again and rested on her breasts. He pushed forward slowly as she pushed back.

“So fucking tight. Merlin, how are you doing that? You’re even tighter than normal.”

With agonising slowness Draco pushed himself inside her. She was so tight that the pressure on his cock was almost painful. Breathing hard, his head collapsed against her shoulder as he fully sheathed himself in her. Her inner muscles fluttered around him, contracting and releasing and she groaned as the sensations it sent through her body.

Draco squeezed her breasts tight and gasped out loud, as Hermione relaxed her muscles as he pulled out and tightened them again as he slid back in. Both tried to keep the noises down as they found a rhythm. After a while like that, Hermione relaxed her muscles more so he could move harder and faster.

Low grunts emitted from both as they fucked.

“I have a question I want to ask you, and now is the perfect time to ask,” Draco panted in her ear as he moved one hand from her breast down her stomach to her clit.

“What, a question now?” she groaned and squeezed his cock hard as he fingered her clit.

He chuckled huskily into her ear. “We’re joined like this, Hermione.” He slammed hard into her and both moaned. “We’re both so close to cumming.” He rubbed and pinched her clit as he felt the pressure build in his balls. “Are you close, love?”

“Yes,” she gasped, and felt his cock swell even more inside her. “Please, Draco.”

The fact they were upstairs fucking in a customer-filled Flourish and Blotts no longer mattered as Draco drove into harder.

Hermione cried his name softly as she felt the pressure build in her stomach, Draco pulled out all the way till only the tip remained inside her. “Marry me, Hermione,” he gasped and then slammed hard back in, hitting the perfect spot.

His hand covered her mouth as she screamed ‘YES’ and came. Her juices gushed over his cock as her muscles clenched around him. With a loud groan Draco let himself go and flooded into her. He collapsed against her, pushing her harder against the railing as she milked his cock. They remained like that for a few moments while they caught their breath.

Very slowly Draco pulled out of her and turned her in his arms, gathering her against his chest and fixing her robes so she was covered again.

“Did you mean it?” she whispered after a minute.

Letting her go he smiled at her as he pulled out his wand and cast a cleaning spell over the both of them and tucked himself back into his pants. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a small jewellery box. “Yes, I did. Did you?”

Tears filled her eyes and she nodded. Draco opened the box and took out the white gold ring with the large oval shaped diamond twinkling at her. With slightly shaking hands he slipped onto her finger.

“I always figured you’d say yes if I proposed as you came,” he grinned.

Hermione stared at the ring in awe before throwing her arms around his neck. “I love you,” she cried.

“I love you, too,” he whispered against her hair, “and let’s hope no one ever asks how I proposed.”

“Oh I don’t know, Draco, it may make for a very interesting conversation.”

He laughed softly as he released her and picked up the book from the ground, “I think we should buy this, as a memento.”

She grinned as she took his hand and they made their way to the counter to pay.
Remembering that the ‘comprimo’ charm was still on her she leaned forward as he handed over the galleons for the book and whispered, “Want to see if we can find a memento in ‘Quality Quidditch Supplies,’ you never know maybe I can find something good to *ride* there?”

Draco’s eyes widened as he took the book and without waiting for his change grabbed a laughing Hermione’s hand and dragged her out of the bookshop.