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Tussle	By : Ravengirl7 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 31449 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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AN: Those of you who were disappointed by the lack of action in the last chapter� enjoy this one. Solo F warning for this chapter by the way. Enjoy.

Two weeks after the incident in the library in their N.E.W.T. level arithimacy class Draco Malfoy was not staring at Hermione Granger�s bum. This was because he positively refused to and even if he was (which he wasn�t) she was wearing far too much skirt for there to be any bum staring. He sighed scratching absent mindedly at his parchment. Only Granger would be able to make a school girl outfit dowdy. Ever since their encounter in the library the amount of time he had spent thinking about that Gryffindor know-it-all had increased at an alarming rate. He found himself less distraught at his attraction to her as the more calculating part of his mind kicked in and began to handle the situation.

Movement caught his eye as she tilted her head to the side and her thick dark hair slid over her shoulder revealing the pale skin of her neck. Draco immediately recalled dragging his tongue slowly across that same patch of skin only a fortnight ago. He shifted in his seat. Maybe there was something to a girl being so covered up. It made even the smallest glimpse of her bare skin garner his full attention. Now he was completely distracted by the memory of how soft her skin was� how it tasted� the little noises she made when his tongue was on her�

It was a pity that a physical relationship with Granger simply wasn�t possible. It would be disastrous if anyone ever found out. However, part of his mind argued that if he and Granger did continue to fool around anyone finding out about it was doubtful. Since his family�s disgrace he was no longer the center of attention in his house and found he was often not missed if he chose to disappear for an hour or two. And if he could hide it from his own devious housemates� who else was going to find out? His mother and father? Not likely.

He certainly wouldn�t tell anyone, and Granger? No doubt she would be appalled at the idea of her two idiot friends finding out that she was messing about with him. And Granger was notoriously closed mouthed with the other girls in her house so there was no danger of her gossiping or possibly bragging about their encounters with her roommates.

Draco was roused from his thoughts as class ended and the other students began to gather their things and leave. Granger was still copying something off of the blackboard and so he purposefully lingered until they were the only two people in the room. Granger was a sensible girl, perhaps over the past couple of weeks she had come to a similar conclusion. Or if not, hopefully she was open to� suggestion. It was at that moment she turned and saw him and a great deal of his composure fled.

She was coming over! Oh bullocks! He was filled with a mixture of excitement and panic as she stood in front of him.

�What do you want Granger?�

Damn, his tone hadn�t been disdainful enough. It was almost downright friendly. Damn it all! She glanced sideways at the classroom door to make sure they were alone and bit her lower lip in a way Draco found very distracting.

�I just wanted to speak to you about what happened the other evening in the library.�

Oh shit.

�You really should get more sleep.�

�What?!� He wrinkled his brow in genuine confusion.

�Next time I find you asleep in the library after hours I will take points from your house.�

�What?!�

She sighed as if she were exasperated with him. �The other night I found you in the library asleep. I woke you up and let you off with a warning,� she said giving him a meaningful look.

�But you-�

She cut off what he was about to say by placing the palm of her hand over his mouth. Draco couldn�t decide if he was furious that she had silenced him in such a decidedly muggle fashion or if he was pleased that she was touching him.

Her eyes glinted as she leaned in closer and hissed, �That is how I am going to remember it and I would suggest that you do the same.�

He had a childish urge to lick her hand to get her to withdraw it but that quickly formed into a much better idea. Instead he reached up and wrapped his fingers around her forearm and pulled her hand slowly away from his mouth. Keeping eye contact with her he slowly brushed his lips from the palm of her hand to her wrist where he let his tongue dart out to flick over the delicate skin there. She paled and swallowed hard.

�Malfoy, did you listen to a word I just said,� She hissed. Still holding her arm he gently pulled her forward. Recalling that she enjoyed it he ducked his head and pressed his mouth against the place where her neck met her shoulder. Instead of melting against him, as he expected her to do, she stiffened and placed her hands on his shoulders to keep their bodies from touching. He responded by slowly swirling his tongue across the place where his lips had just been.

�Oh for Merlin�s sake!� She broke away from him too quickly for him to stop her and seized her fallen school bag from the floor. She marched to the door turning back to look at him one last time. Her eyes were stony. �I am not going to repeat this conversation so you had better take heed Malfoy!� She vanished, letting the door slam shut behind her.

Draco remained where he was, completely baffled. Had Granger just shot him down? He didn�t know what was worse, that he had just made a move on a muggleborn Gryffindor or that she had turned him down. She had thoroughly humiliated him, and he was determined to pay her back for it.

Later that night Hermione lay in bed suffering. She was very tired but an all too familiar ache between her thighs wouldn�t allow her to sleep. Her motor had been running, so to speak, ever since that afternoon when she had made it plain to Malfoy that her only desire was to pretend what had happened in the library had never occurred. Or at least she wished that was her only desire. In reality when he had licked her wrist while looking at her like he wanted to devour her, her only desire had been to push him down on a desk and shag the life out of him.

One thing had stopped her. She didn�t trust him. For all she knew he could be playing with her. He could be doing it for his own amusement or maybe it was on orders from Voldemort.

Oh alright, she had to admit that it was unlikely in the extreme that Voldemort was involved. But Malfoy likely had another agenda at hand. There was no other reason why he would kiss her like that. If someone had seen� well she had no doubt what the reactions of his fellow Slytherins would be. No, there was far too much at stake for him to act that way unless there was some benefit.

Ah well, there were more pressing things to tend to. Casting the usual charms she used to give herself some privacy, Hermione rolled onto her back, closed her eyes and tried to relax. She pulled the tee shirt she slept in up over her breasts and gently began to stroke her belly. Her usual fantasy began to take shape. In her mind she was with Ron. He kissed her passionately as his hands slid up her body and- suddenly an unwanted image of him kissing Lavender in the common room intruded bringing her fantasy to a crashing halt.

Damn it all this always happened! She would think of Ron because she always had and then her mood was inevitably ruined. Thinking of him in a sexual manner was impossible when he had caused her so much misery. Grumbling in frustration she cleared her mind and tried to relax again. She began moving her hands over her body once more, this time trying to keep her imaginary lover vague and not think of anyone specific. Unfortunately, despite her best efforts the lover kept slowly but surely becoming Draco Malfoy. Why was it that she was furious with both of them but thinking about Ron turned her off and thinking about Malfoy well� was still very exciting. With a resigned sigh she let her mind drift back to the classroom earlier that day.

In her fantasy when he licked the sensitive spot on her neck, instead of pulling away, she moaned and pressed her body against his. As her hands massaged her breasts she imagined him sliding his hands up her jumper and under her bra. Fantasy Draco purred in her ear about how desperately he wanted her and she let one of her hands slip down inside her knickers.

She could vividly recall the pine scent that clung to his skin and the way his body felt through his clothes. She panted softly as she rhythmically let her hand glide over her damp sex. She remembered the look of surprise and desire on his face as he had climaxed against her in the library and it pushed her over the edge. Her legs drew up close to her body as she gasped.

�Ohhhh my,� she murmured as she rolled over onto her side. Her body was definitely satisfied but as her mind recovered she felt troubled. She really couldn�t allow herself to do that again. Fantasizing about Malfoy could only lead to trouble. She bit her lip as the heated look he gave her as she stormed out of the arithimacy classroom played across her mind.

Well� oh sod it, once more wouldn�t hurt.
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