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The Family Jewels	By : Mdunlap Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 137579 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Chapter 4

A little night music

Hermione looked at Draco, the tension on his face unmistakable. “Is something wrong?” she asked him, sitting next to him on the couch.

Draco was silent for a minute, and then he met her eyes. “Hermione, what is going on with you and Blaise?”

Hermione laughed nervously, her voice was high pitched and unnatural even to her own ears as she replied, “Nothing is going on with us.”

“Hermione, you are a terrible liar. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, but don’t insult my intelligence,” he said stiffly.

‘Oh bloody hell,’ she thought to herself, ‘this is getting complicated already.’ She noticed with a start that Draco was gathering his things to depart for his room. She put a hand on his arm to stop him. At first, she didn’t know what she was going to do to let Draco know she wasn’t really lying to him, and then she let instinct take over. She pulled gently on his arm, then pressed a soft kiss to his mouth.

Draco was still for a few seconds, then responded to her mouth, taking over the kiss and sucking her lower lip into his mouth to ask for entrance. Her lips parted, and Draco deepened the kiss, caressing her tongue with his. He shifted his position, easing her back onto the couch, and following her down to lie next to her.

When they finally broke the kiss so that they could breathe, his lips moved to her jaw line and down her throat. His hands let go of her hips, and he slid one hand into the heavy hair at the back of her neck. His other hand moved lightly up her stomach to caress her breast, the nipple already tight and straining against her blouse.

Although she didn’t mean to, Hermione pressed her breast into his hand, wanting more direct contact than the fleeting touches he had been using.

Draco’s mouth continued down her throat to where it joined her shoulder. This must have been a sensitive spot for Hermione, because she moaned. Just hearing it made Draco’s cock strain against the front of his pants. Hermione was reeling from Draco’s touch, but when she felt his erection pressing into her stomach, she got a little scared. She had not contemplated losing her virginity very much. She had never been tempted to take that step before. The only other person she had been with was Ron, and his kisses had never made her feel like she was losing all control over her own actions.

She realized that Draco had unbuttoned her blouse, and that his lips had traveled further down her body to the tops of her breasts. She held her breath as his tongue laved one nipple though the lace of her bra. She really wanted him to take her nipple into his mouth, so she unclasped the front closure of her bra and pulled the fabric out of the way.

Draco didn’t feel the need to refuse her invitation, his mouth closed over the rosy tip of her breast, sucking it. He used the tip of his tongue to lick it insistently, while his hand played with the nipple of the other breast.

Draco pulled back, his grey eyes darkening to burnished silver as he gazed down at her, “Hermione, you’re so beautiful,” he said. She looked up at him, then smiled when she saw that he was serious. He thought she was beautiful. No one had ever told her that before. She pulled him down to her and kissed him again, sucking his tongue into her mouth. He pressed his cock into the soft flesh at the apex of her thighs, grinding into her.

It was when Hermione felt Draco’s hand pulling her skirt up that she thought she should stop him. “Draco,” she said.

“Hermione,” he answered, moving down to suck on her nipple again.

“Maybe this is a bad idea,” she said, pushing her nipple into his mouth.

“Hermione, you seem to be giving me some mixed signals here.” But he sat back and gave her some space. The picture she made, lying on the couch, her hair trailing over the pillows, her caramel eyes darker than he had seen them didn’t make him want to stop. But he could see that she was uncertain about this.

“I’ve never…” she started.

“Hermione, look at me,” Draco said. “I know you’ve never. I don’t want you to do anything that you don’t want to. When you’re ready, I’ll still be in the room next door.”

“Why doesn’t that make me feel safe?” she asked with a small laugh.

“You don’t feel safe with me?” he asked her, frowning.

“Of course I feel safe with you Draco, don’t be ridiculous,” Hermione protested. Maybe she protested too much, because Draco drew the sides of her blouse back together and buttoned a middle button. He got up from the couch and dropped a chaste kiss on her lips.

“I’m going to go to bed. You won’t need to use any locking charms to keep me out.”

“Draco, I know that. Please, don’t be angry,” Hermione was playing with the buttons on her blouse, not looking at him. He tipped her chin up to look into his stormy grey eyes. “I’m not angry, Hermione. I will always be honest with you. Don’t shut me out.”

She knew he was referring to whatever was going on with Blaise, but she met his gaze fearlessly, “All right, Draco. I’ll always be honest with you, too.”

He turned away and went up the stairs. “Good night Hermione. Sleep well.”

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Hermione was left sitting in the Head Common Room, having turned down both of the best looking and intelligent wizards at Hogwarts on the same night. She didn’t know if she should laugh or cry, so she did a little of both. She tried to analyze her feelings the way she would any problem, but it just wasn’t working. Did she actually love Draco? Or was she just lusting after him the way half of the female population of Hogwarts seemed to do on a daily basis? That aura of barely restrained power around him was intoxicating. And what about Blaise? What kind of person wants two people at the same time? She had never expected to find herself in a situation where she was attracted to two people, and best friends, too. What if they both decided that their friendship was more important to them than she was? She had always thought that she would fall deeply in love with one man, give him her virginity, get married and live happily ever after.

Her virginity. ‘What was the big deal about a little piece of skin anyway’, she thought angrily to herself. But that wasn’t it, she realized. It was the leap of faith, that she had to trust someone else, see her be vulnerable.

She sat there on the couch for a long time before she finally managed to get herself to her feet and climb the stairs to her room. She didn’t even brush her teeth; she just took all her clothes off, got under the covers and fell into a fitful sleep.
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