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Pansy's Volcano	By : Bluemidget57 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 206366 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Chapter List
- 1-Pansy's Volcano
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Twenty one
- 22-Twenty Two
- 23-Twenty Three
- 24-Twenty Four
- 25-Twenty Five
- 26-Twnety Six
- 27-Twenty Seven
- 28-Twenty Eight
- 29-Twenty Nine
- 30-Thirty
- 31-Thirty one
- 32-Thirty Two
- 33-Thirty Three
- 34-Thirty Four
- 35-Thirty Five
- 36-Thirty Six
- 37-Thirty Seven
- 38-Thirty Eight
- 39-Thirty Nine
- 40-Forty
- 41-Forty One
- 42-Forty Two
- 43-Forty Three
- 44-Forty Four
- 45-Forty Five
- 46-Forty Six
- 47-Forty Seven
- 48-Forty Eight
- 49-Forty Nine
- 50-Fifty
- 51-Fifty One
- 52-52
- 53-53
- 54-54
- 55-55
- 42
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Alas and alack, these characters do not belong to me.

43

Hermione was hurrying out of the Great Hall to return to the study, when she heard racing footsteps behind her rushing to catch up. She ground her teeth in frustration; she had been eager to see Draco - for some reason, an hour spent studying with Tony Goldstein had only served to emphasize to her how she had gotten oddly used to sharing her study time with the Head Boy. She wanted to talk to him about their newest T-fig project, and find out what he thought their chances were of being suitable candidates.
More particularly, she wanted to be in bed and wrapped around a naked Draco whilst she had this conversation. She really needed to make the most of this week because at the end of it she would be going back to her parents� house, and he would be off to wherever pureblooded prats like him went for Christmas.
She turned around pinning a welcoming smile onto her face to find Ginny sprinting down the corridor towards her. �Where�s the fire, Hermione?� She gasped as she finally caught up. �I didn�t think I was going to catch you.�
�Well you have,� she answered with forced brightness. �What did you need me for? I was just going to start my homework - I�ve been helping someone with a study problem and haven�t done anything yet.�
�Yes - Tony, I know,� Ginny replied, falling into step beside Hermione, and she accepted that she wouldn�t be able to avoid the younger girl right now. �Actually, it�s Tony I wanted to talk to you about,� she confessed.
�Oh?� Hermione stopped walking and looked curiously at Ginny, who grimaced uncomfortably. �Is there something the matter with him? He was kind of snappy with me yesterday, but he seemed to be back to his usual self while we were working earlier.�
�Well, yes - about that,� Ginny glanced up and down the corridor quickly and finding it almost empty hurriedly pushed Hermione behind a statue of William the Witless. �I think I may have instigated something with Tony that was probably a bit unwise -�
Hermione goggled at her in astonishment. �You mean - you and Anthony Goldstein -? But - but what about Harry? You know, the wizard you�ve been in love with ever since you first laid eyes on him -?�
�Hermione!� Ginny walloped her friend�s arm in disgust. �Not that sort of thing! What do you take me for? No - when you and Ron broke up, I - ah - I told Luna because I knew she has always fancied Ron, so I thought I should let her know he was - um - available?� She grimaced in apology, but continued stoically, �and I know she would have gone straight off and told Tony because - well, actually because he�s always fancied you -�
�What?� Hermione interjected faintly at this point, putting a hand to her chest and staring in astonishment at her friend. �You are kidding me, right?�
�No, I am being absolutely truthful!� Ginny said uncomfortably. �The trouble is, I think they came to some kind of silent agreement to keep you and Ron separated. Don�t get me wrong, I think Luna and my brother would be really good together -� Hermione nodded at this point to let Ginny know that she agreed and was happy about it. �But - and here�s the kicker - that was before you got yourself involved with - someone else.� Ginny looked furtively around as if fearing they would be overheard, but Hermione was shaking her head in disbelief.
�No, you can�t be right, Gin,� she muttered. �I�d know if he was after something like that. We�re just friends. He�s always been pleasant to me ever since that time I said the Sorting Hat almost placed me in Ravenclaw. I�m sure that�s all it is - it can�t be anything else.�
�Well, it can and it is!� Ginny said forcefully. �Take my word for it - Tony Goldstein has the hots for you. But that�s not why I�m telling you this. Something else just happened, and now it looks like it could get messy.�
�Oh,� gasped Hermione, faintly alarmed. �What could be worse than that? Now I�m going to be all twitchy and uncomfortable every time he talks to me; I wish you hadn�t told me -�
�Oh, wait until you hear this then!� Ginny exclaimed. �I was watching when you two came into the Great Hall just now, and I wasn�t the only one. Malfoy was staring at the door like some angry hippogriff and he wasn�t at all happy that you were hanging out with Tony -�
An embarrassed flush spread over Hermione�s face at these words, and she tried unsuccessfully to suppress the idiotically pleased grin which threatened to break out at the thought that Draco might be jealous. Watching her friend�s reaction, Ginny sighed and shook her head resignedly.
�You great big sap,� she sighed exasperatedly. �He�s got you good, hasn�t he? Well, consider this then! The very moment you sat down at the table, Tony turns around and glares at Malfoy - he looks at you, Tony looks at you, and then Tony stares right back at Malfoy wearing a smirk just like his.�
Hermione, stomach still fluttering at the thought that Draco was jealous, obviously failed to see the significance of all these exchanged glances. She gave Ginny a confused look, and the red-head sighed again. �Mione, I think Tony knows about you and Malfoy. Somehow he�s worked it out, and it looked to me like he was issuing a direct challenge to take you for himself.�
It took Hermione a moment to process this wild hypothesis, and then she refused to believe it. �Ginny, you�ve been reading too many romance novels. Things like that don�t happen in real life; not to girls like me anyway. I still can�t get my head around the fact that Draco actually wants me - let alone that he might think he would have to fight someone else to get me!�
�Well, okay then,� Ginny said huffily. �You don�t have to believe me. But before you dismiss this entirely, I would suggest you ask Malfoy what he thinks; because from where I was watching, it looked awfully like he took up the challenge.�
�He did?� Now Hermione actually sounded worried. She grabbed her bag from where she had laid it on the ground at William the Witless� feet, and slipping out from behind the statue she moved hurriedly towards the Head Students suite, Ginny following close behind. �Has Luna talked to you about this today?� she asked. �Or is this just based entirely on what you saw at dinner?�
�No, I haven�t seen Luna today,� Ginny replied. �I thinks she was off somewhere with Ron. Harry and I were alone at lunch and dinner. But, Mione, I think I�m a pretty good judge of character. I don�t think you should dismiss this as nonsense.�
�I�m not, I promise Ginny. But Draco did know I was studying with Tony. I told him this morning, and he didn�t say anything to me then about it. I will ask him what happened tonight though. But I doubt he�ll tell me - probably thinks it�s some macho guy thing he has to deal with by himself,� she added glumly.

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Draco was pacing the study, wondering why Hermione was taking so long to get here. She had been on her feet ready to leave when he had dashed out of the Great Hall, and he had been back here for fifteen minutes already; surely she should have arrived by now? Maybe some first years had stopped her before she could get out of the room?
Bloody Tony bloody Goldstein! Upsetting things like this when for the first time since he came to this damned school his life was actually going right for once. He knew Hermione wasn�t the sort of person he could order not to do something; and to be honest he wouldn�t be anywhere near as attracted to her if she was. That being said, at the moment all he wanted to do was forbid her to go within ten yards of that bloody Ravenclaw ever again.
Reason told him that he would have to convince her why it was a bad idea to allow Tony to get closer to her, and let the decision of how to handle it be hers, but he was so unused to sharing his thoughts and motivations, that he found it incredibly difficult to suppress that part of him which just wanted to demand that she never speak to Goldstein again. And what was taking her so long?
All of a sudden the fine little hairs on the back of his neck prickled, and he heard footsteps in the corridor outside the study; Hermione, it had to be - his body never reacted that way to anyone else. At last! A quiet word and the door swung open; Hermione�s unique scent of honeysuckle struck his senses and he closed his eyes to enjoy the way it soothed his edgy nerves, even as he reached out for her.
Hermione was quite startled to be grabbed from behind the door as she stepped over the threshold and into the study. She really shouldn�t have been however, as Draco had seemed to make it a habit to pounce on her from behind all manner of objects and drag her away for a quick snog.
She mumbled something unintelligible as her book bag landed on the floor again, and Draco pushed her flush against the wall behind her, kicking the door with his foot to shut it. Neither of them heard the muffled complaint of the person who had been following Hermione and was halfway through the opened door as it smacked her in the face.
Draco held her still with his hands fisted in her hair, tugging it loose from the severe ponytail she used to keep it under control during the day. His mouth devoured hers even as his fingers worked their way though the wild mass of her curls until he had her hair tumbling in a chestnut waterfall around her shoulders. He trapped her against the wall with his hips, thrusting suggestively against her stomach so that she could feel the rapidly rising heat of his erection pressed hard against her.
She whimpered as her tongue darted into his mouth to trace along the edge of his teeth and then curl around his own. Tony was forgotten, swept away to the back of her mind by the instantaneous burn of her arousal. How could anyone else ever hope to compare to this? Her right hand clenched in the hair at the nape of his neck, keeping his head in place whilst they ravaged each other�s mouths. Her left skimmed over his back until it found his arse and began fondling and squeezing it. Hermione was still fascinated by his bum despite her new familiarity with it.
He groaned and thrust harder against her; he loved the way she played with his arse, but there were other parts of him in greater need of her attentions right now. Obligingly his little Gryffindor followed his unspoken directions, and her hand crept around between them to slip inside the waistband of his uniform trousers and fondle the sensitive tip of his swollen cock.
He tore his mouth away from hers eliciting a whimper of protest before he rested his head against he curve of her neck and whispered into her skin. �Fuck, yes, Granger! Touch me right there�� Hermione had a sudden flash of their union against Dilman Pringle�s wall on Saturday night, and the memories it brought back made her shudder with anticipation for a repeat of the experience. Eagerly her fingers began working the fastenings of Draco�s trousers, and she licked the curve of his ear which was all she could reach with his face buried in her neck, nibbling her shoulder.
Draco shuddered at the dampness of her hot tongue tracing the outline of his ear. One hand skimmed up under her shirt to play with her nipple as she managed to release the top button of his trousers. �Merlin, Granger - what took you so long?� he gasped. �I was losing my mind waiting for you -�
�That would be me,� piped up a bright voice from somewhere over his left shoulder. Draco was slow to regain his bearings, but Hermione - who suddenly remembered quite clearly that she had walked back to the study accompanied by Ginny Weasley - managed to gather herself much quicker and leapt away from the Head Boy as if she had been burnt. Draco growled at the loss of contact, but his brain cells were slowly re-ordering themselves and he finally grasped that there was something intrinsically wrong about the presence of another person in the study at a time like this.
He turned his head to find himself staring into the bright brown eyes of the youngest Weasley, who was grinning from ear to ear and looking like she had just struck gold. This was not good. First Goldstein and now - due entirely to his own damnable impatience, the Weasley girl. Way to keep a secret, Malfoy, he sneered. Unfortunate though it was, there seemed only one way to avert disaster; Hermione was simply looking too mortified to react, so Draco groaned and waved his hand, quickly murmuring a spell under his breath.
Instantly the smile fell off the other girl�s face, to be replaced by a vague thoughtful expression. �Ginny -� Hermione began, belatedly trying to ease the situation. When no answer was forthcoming, she swung on Draco with a horrified look on her face. �Draco -what did you do?� She accused. �Oh my God, you obliviated her, didn�t you? Draco - she�s my friend! You can�t go around messing with people�s memories because it�s a bit inconvenient!�
�It was a gut reaction -� Draco began, trying to justify himself, but Hermione had already moved on, �Where�s your wand? Draco - did you just obliviate Ginny without using your wand? Oh God, do you have any idea how dangerous that is - why would you even try anything like that wandless? Since when can you even do that without a wand?�
Draco tried running his hands along her arms soothingly, but she jumped away from him. �It�s okay, Granger. She�ll be just fine; I only did a short term adjustment - nothing more than the past five minutes. She�s just assimilating at the moment, she�ll be perfectly fine in a minute or two. Speaking of which - Reparo -� He cast the repairing spell so that Hermione�s appearance was restored to the way it had been when she entered the study. Hermione glared at him, and walked over to check Ginny�s well being for herself. Luckily, she could find nothing apparently amiss, other than the fact that the younger girl was standing there quietly thinking.
�You great idiot, Malfoy,� she muttered exasperatedly. �She knows about us anyway. She has since the first day! What did you have to go and do this for?�
Draco snorted. �Well how the fuck was I supposed to know you�d told the She-Weasel? I thought we were trying to be discreet and avoid House rivalries. How on Merlin�s left testicle was I supposed to know that you would tell Weasley�s sister of all people what had happened?�
�Well, it�s not like I went racing off and announced it to her at the top of my voice you know,� Hermione snapped back. �Ginny is very perceptive; she guessed that something had happened, and oddly enough, the first suspect she came up with was you! It was hardly my fault that I was so shocked at her lucky guess that I couldn�t plausibly deny it!� She looked at her daydreaming friend. �Just how long will she be drifting like this? Shouldn�t she have snapped out of it by now?�
�She�ll be like that until I release her,� Draco sighed. �Look, Granger - maybe she does know, but knowing and seeing are two entirely different things, as I�m sure you remember! Wouldn�t you rather not have seen her and Scar Head shagging out on the Quidditch pitch that night? I know that I would like to scour that image from my eyes for ever. I can�t even look at Potter now without remembering that I saw his dick hanging out. It still gives me nightmares. Did you really want the She-Weasel to see me with my assets on display? She pretty nearly got a damn good eyeful; I wasn�t far off taking you against that wall, you know and you weren�t trying very hard to stop me.�
Hermione flushed, aware of the truth in his words. She had never wished to see Harry and Ginny in that position, and it was still very difficult for her to look at Harry without remembering seeing him naked. But, �That was the first time you ever kissed me,� she said softly, staring into Draco�s irritated face. �And I want to remember that. I was so shocked, I just didn�t know what to do with myself.�
Draco groaned, all his indignation wiped away by her words. He could feel himself swelling again as he also recalled the awkwardness and shock of their first kiss. He stepped up beside her and the vacant red head, bringing a hand up to stroke her cheek. �I was pretty stunned myself,� he admitted quietly. �I had been thinking about you for weeks by then, and after that weird experience at the Halloween Ball, I knew I couldn�t keep denying it for much longer. It wasn�t what I expected for a first kiss, though,� he grinned showing a flash of the old arrogant Malfoy. �Not at all as skilled and persuasive as I would have hoped.�
Hermione bit on her bottom lip, making his eyes darken with lust. �Well, I guess it didn�t put me off though,� she whispered, and Draco realised they were in danger of forgetting the Weasley girl�s presence again. He caught hold of Hermione�s hand and brought it inside the still open front of his trousers. They both gasped.
�Get rid of the She-Weasel,� he groaned. �I�ll be in the bedroom waiting. Naked and playing with myself. Do it quickly!�
He hobbled over to the Head Boy�s door, his movement hampered by the painfully stiff length of his swollen penis. Hermione rubbed her thighs together, trying to ease some of the ache in her pussy, but there would be no relief for her that did not come from the entry of Draco�s cock. He was right; she had to get rid of Ginny quickly.
He whispered the words which released her trance from the threshold of his bedroom, and Ginny smiled brightly at her friend finishing the sentence she had been speaking as they entered the room and Hermione was accosted by it�s inhabitant, entirely as if the past fifteen minutes had never happened.
�You know, I really should find Draco and ask him what that was all about in the Great Hall with Tony,� Hermione said quickly as Ginny paused for breath. �It doesn�t look like he�s here; I�m going to dump these books in my room and see if he�s down in the library. We need to talk about whatever he thinks he�s planning. Thanks for telling me about it, Gin. I�ll see you at breakfast?�
Ginny gave her a thoughtful look, but allowed herself to be hustled out of the Head Student study, and tried not to be too put out when the door swung hastily shut on her.
Hermione really did intend to bring the subject of Tony Goldstein up with Draco at some point, but when she entered his bedroom moments after she sent Ginny away, the sight which met her eyes drove all thoughts of other wizards right out of her head. Draco had stripped himself naked and was laying back on his bed in the soft glow of a few floating candles. He had his eyes closed and was slowly pumping his hand along the length of his rock hard erection. His teeth were biting into his bottom lip, and his left hand was between his legs, fondling his balls. Hermione pressed her own legs together, wanting to enjoy the sight of him touching himself for a moment longer.
�Stop staring and hurry up and get over here, Granger,� he growled, not opening his eyes but letting his hands fall away from his sex so that she could see how very hard and ready for her he was, his cock standing up at right angles from his body, dark red and swollen, and his balls already tight and full against his groin. Hermione whimpered and moved across the room scattering articles of clothing as she approached the bed. She was naked but for her underwear by the time she scrambled up beside him. She knew that he liked to take this off her himself, and she had found she chose to wear the silky little things that Julia had bought her far more often than she used to before.
Draco moaned as she climbed up the length of his body, settling her damp sticky knickers over the length of his rigid penis, and bending over to take a nipple into her hot wet mouth. His hips bucked up from the bed and he grabbed hold of her shoulders to get her attention. �Don�t,� he hissed. �Can�t take foreplay - I�m too close already. I need to be inside you now. We�ll do slow later.� With which he rolled them over until she was crushed between him and the bed, and with uncharacteristic clumsiness, he just pushed her knickers to one side and thrust into her. �Oh, God!� he moaned as he began moving in hard, fast jerks which hit all sorts of sensitive places inside her that he had never reached before. He was muttering something in her ear which she couldn�t quite understand, but sounded like the same word repeated over and over again. Hermione really didn�t care what he was saying; she was going to come any moment, and it was going to be the Big One - she could feel it gathering at the base of her spine with a force that left her helpless, and then he stopped. She was so close to climax that it actually hurt to breathe. �Say it,� he growled harshly in her ear. �Say it!�
Hermione whimpered, she would have said anything, anything at that moment in time if he would just keep moving, let her come. But she didn�t know what he wanted, �Yes,� she sobbed. �Yes. What?

�Say it - say the words,� he hissed, his eyes boring into hers as he held himself still fully sheathed in her burning depths. �Tell me - tell me that you�re mine.�

That was what he wanted? She could do that, so easily because it was without a shadow of a doubt the absolute truth. Time suddenly seemed to slow as she reached up with both hands and cupped his face, keeping his eyes fixed on her own. �I am, Draco,� she whispered, letting him read the truth in her face. �Only yours - how could you ever doubt it?�
He accepted her words with something suspiciously like a sob, and his eyes fell closed as he began to move within her again faster, harder and deeper until they couldn�t resist it a moment longer and simultaneously shattered into sparks of light as they collapsed in a satiated tangle of sweaty arms and legs.
Hermione stroked her hand through his damp hair, and whispered carefully, �I was just helping Tony with his homework. That�s all it has ever been. I don�t care what his motivations are - you do believe that don�t you?�
Draco nuzzled against her breasts. �I was going to tell you to watch out for him,� he mumbled into a nipple. �He wants to take you away from me. I should have known that Hogwart�s brightest girl would spot it for herself.�
Hermione flushed at his compliment but her innate honesty forced her to admit, �Well, actually that was what Ginny was talking to me about when we came up here. I�m afraid this witch had absolutely no idea. I�m still not sure she was right, either.�
Draco lifted his head at this, �She was right, Hermione,� he said flatly. �Take it from me; he wants you - he wanted to be Head Boy to be near you, and now he�s found out about us, and he thinks he�s going to nip in and steal you. I�m sure he�s intending to use his House against me; we both need to be aware that he could expose us and use any trick in the book to drive a wedge in between us. He probably won�t be above using Pot Head and the Weasel to influence you, so you�d better be prepared for them to find out before you�re ready to tell them yourself. Don�t underestimate what a determined man will do when he thinks he�s in the right.�
�I�ve never thought of him like that,� Hermione said in a small voice.
�You�d never thought of me like that before this year,� Draco replied harshly, �and look at us now.�
�That�s not the same,� she argued. �I may have never thought of you in a relationship sense, but never in six years have I ever been able to simply dismiss you. You have always been there. You were in my face, insulting me, sneering at me, demanding my attention, making sure that I noticed you. Never in all the time we have known each other, have I been able to ignore you, or forget that you existed. Ours has been a truly strange journey, but I think we�ve always been more aware of each other than we probably should have been given our history. And that is not something there has ever been between Tony and I.�
Draco thought about her words for a moment, and then grinned at her. �I can�t say I�ve ever thought about it in quite that way, but you�re right. I think I�ve always considered you to be my particular rival; my own special challenge. I�ve spent more time thinking about you than any other girl I�ve ever known - mostly in a negative way, I admit. But it�s true that kind of thing can�t help but affect you somehow.�
He pulled her closer to him and brought the duvet up over their entangled bodies. Now that their passion had been temporarily satisfied, the cool December air was chilling them both. Hermione snuggled her head against his shoulder and wrapped her leg in between his.
�What are you doing over the Christmas holidays,� Draco asked, eventually remembering why he had wanted to see Hermione this evening in the first place.
�I�m going home to my folks,� she mumbled sleepily. �They asked me especially as it�s my last year at school. They think I will be too tied up with work or university next year. Mum�s planning a big Christmas dinner with all the relatives, and Church on Christmas morning. You know - the usual.�
Draco scowled. In fact, he did not know what the usual was for Muggles, but it certainly sounded better than the plans which awaited him. Hermione spoke so casually about her return to the Muggle world, and it frustrated him that there was such a huge part of her life that he had absolutely no understanding of, nor right to invade. He was also somewhat hurt that she didn�t seem to be particularly bothered at the prospect of parting from him for two weeks.
�What about you?� she asked, and in his irrational state, it seemed to Draco very much like an afterthought.
�Oh, the same,� he said stiffly, although he could tell she was already drifting off. �Parties, presents - visits with the relatives.� He wanted to say more, to tell her about his father and how much he despised Azkaban, but so far their �romance� or whatever it was had carefully avoided the specifics of why it was dangerous and generally forbidden for two people like them to be together. He wasn�t sure that now - just before their first separation - was the best time to remind her exactly who his family was; no matter how much he might want to hear her words of sympathy and carry the memory of her embrace with him to that awful place, he somehow couldn�t get the words out of his mouth.

He was quite surprised and undone therefore when she twisted her head up and looked sleepily at him. �I�ll miss you, though,� she whispered through a yawn, and he felt his stomach twist happily. Damn, but his bossy Gryffindor had him tied around her adorable little finger!

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Heh, heh!
Well, sorry - again the characters slipped away from me. That Ginny - she just wouldn�t shut up. I was quite surprised though, for the amount of people who kept wondering whether Hermione was in a delicate condition, ever since I said I would tell you an equal number of people have come out of the woodwork saying - Good Lord, we never thought of that!!
Anyway, the answer is - not in this chapter. But definitely the next; I know - you don�t believe my promises any more, and I hardly blame you. Still a small smutlet to appease you?
I would just like to add the answer is - unchanged from my intention when I first started this little tale, so whichever side of the fence you fall on, please know that my decision remains as it has been since the beginning, although I thank you all for your input!
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