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Hermione Reparo	By : Kit_Stella Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 20416 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 5: Prefects Bathroom
As she returned from the library, arms full of books that cold November evening she shuddered at the sheer strength of the storm that was raging outside. Passing in front of the windows she noticed something move at the edge of the forest. She shifted her books to her left arm and with her right she rubbed the window closest to her to have a better look. Someone was outside in this weather and running? That couldn’t be good. The courage of her inner Gryffindor made her let go of her books and grabbed her wand as she ran down the rest of the stairs to the door. Someone was in trouble, and she had to do something about it. She flung the door open and ran into the rain towards the form that was approaching quickly. Only, when she was but just a few meters away, realization hit her, it was Malfoy and why hadn’t he looked up, he was going to run straight into her –
“Watch ou---ummmpfff!” she was violently winded by the man who hadn’t seen her and had run full speed into her.
They both fell to the ground, him on top of her, as she felt herself slowly cover in mud and rain. She thought she was seeing stars from the impact but it probably was just the rain falling hard on her face.
“What in the bloody – Granger? Granger, what, why, are you ok?” Malfoy’s voice could be heard. She couldn’t really focus but he seemed worried. Then his features shifted into focus. His face was directly above hers, shielding her from the pelting rain. Raindrops fell off his blond strands into her face. She focused enough to look him in the eyes and then seemed to realize what had happened. She grunted quite indelicately and tried to get up, but it was only then she realized that Draco full weight was blocking her from any movement. She started squirming, when Draco’s famous smirk appeared and he said:
“Granger, I’m not sure the moment’s-”
“I’m trying to get up, Malfoy” she quipped.
“Oh, sorry” he replied and crawled back on his knees then extended his hand to help her up. “What were you doing out here?” he asked.
“I thought you were in trouble” she said giving herself a once over and then, “Why were you out running in the rain”.
“Well, someone told me it was a good way to feel free.” He said emphasizing on the someone. “Personally I prefer flying, but when the weather isn’t agreeable this’ll do fine” he said before adding “would you mind if we stepped back inside?”
She hadn’t realized just how cold it had gotten and quickly turned to run back up to the school. They reached the doors at the same time and she was surprised to see him gesture for her to go first. Either he was being very much of a gentleman or he was taking the opportunity to check her out, but she quickly dismissed the second option because it was too cold and she was way too covered in mud for him to even start thinking something like that, or so she thought.
After she entered she turned to see him close the doors behind them. The hallway was quiet, and it was close to lights out, they were clearly alone in the corridor. Draco went to retrieve what seemed to be a duffle bag behind the door, and took a towel out handing it over to her.
“Here, dry yourself before you catch pneumonia”. He must’ve noticed her shivering. She was too cold to decline and quickly wrapped herself in it.
He then peeled off his shirt and started squeezing out the water. As he was concentrated on the task at hand, he didn’t see how Hermione was looking at him. Ogling was a better word to describe the way she was looking at him, however. His slender build of the previous years had actually hidden quite the athletic body. His pale torso stood broad like his shoulders and at his waist she could see the beginning of a V-shape and a trail of light brown hair lead down from his navel. The mark that was on his left forearm seemed quite faded compared to the previous year. She wondered if he had been able to do something to make it disappear. She hoped so, because that kind of mark surely wasn’t going to make his future any easier.
He turned his eyes to her and saw her staring at his arm. A pained expression came to his face and he said
“Listen, just please don’t look at it, ok. It’s not like I want it anymore”
“I didn’t mean, I’m sorry,the truth is, ummm…it looks faded.” She said approaching and extending a hand as if to touch it.
Draco jerked his arm away and looked at her, his eyes conflicted.
“Mother and I have been working on ways to get it off but it won’t leave easily.” He said while rubbing it.
She looked down at their feet and said “Well, it kind of makes sense when you think about it now, doesn’t it. I mean, the past isn’t really easy to forget.”
“It isn’t.” he said, knowing that the subject wasn’t just covering his Dark Mark. “But it’s the past, things are different now.”
With that, Hermione’s eye’s lifted to meet Draco’s. They were so close that Hermione could actually see flecks of blue in his grey eyes; had they always been that amazing colour?
“Are the Gryffindor showers also locked after lights out?” Draco asked stepping back a step to pick his bag up off the floor “Because you’re quite filthy, Granger, I doubt you want to go to bed with your hair in that state.” He said pointing to the mess that took place all around her face.
“Oh no, it’s past light’s out!” Hermione said taking a look at her mud covered clothes and hair in a window “Of course the Gryffindor shower’s are also closed! Foul evil gargoyle! What am I going to do?”
“Calm down, Granger” Draco said, a smile creeping up on his face “I actually have a solution. Follow me.” And he started to trot down a hall noiselessly.
Hermione went on after him, pulling the towel more tightly around her body. He had spiked her curiosity.
“Where are we going, Malfoy?” She said as they turned into a darker corridor.
All of a sudden Draco turned towards her and swiftly pushed her into an alcove on the side whilst putting his hand over her mouth.
“Umpff” she started to protest whilst he quietly shushed her as he pointed to Mrs. Norris who was walking down the corridor they just came from. They stayed hidden in the alcove, his body pressed against hers. She was acutely aware of his bare torso and could feel its firmness and the heat that came from it. Had she really have been cold just minutes ago? She was doing her best not to move or look at him, too embarrassed by the situation. What felt like hours, but probably was just a couple of minutes passed and Draco leaned the upper half of his body out of the alcove – wait, did that make his pelvis move closer to her or was that just her sexually deprived mind playing games? He leaned back in and whispered:
“The coast is clear but we’d better make it quick from here” and without waiting for a reply he made a grab for her hand and started running down the corridor, Hermione doing her best to keep up with his pace whilst holding up the towel at the same time.
“Where-” she started saying in a low voice.
“To the prefects bathroom. Professor McGonagall gave me the key to it when I told her I wanted to help fix Hogwarts. I just finished it this afternoon.”
Hermione just stared at him, in total awe. Here she was, feeling bad for herself for what happened with the battle and the losses whilst in the meantime, since the beginning of this school year Malfoy was finding solutions, patching things up to making a better future. She smiled to herself and looked at the boy and the end of her arm, seeing him in a complete different light for the first time.
They finally stopped running after a couple of minutes when they reached a portrait of some kind of merlord. Hermione stifled a laugh, seeing a strong resemblance to Ariel’s father in one of her childhood favourite movies. Upon seeing Draco, he said with a northern accent.
“Lörd Malföy, what a pleasant surprise, back already? Are you going to hang my portrait up this time?” He asked, addressing Malfoy as an old friend.
“Not yet, your highness, King Vågor. I was hoping I could escort this fair lady to your beautiful bathroom for a little freshening up, if that is alright with you?”
“Of course, Lörd Malföy, you have the key and my blessing, now please, enjoy your masterpiece! I believe the bathroom is more beautiful than before.”
And with that, Malfoy went up the steps that lead to a small wooden door with a large brass handle and keyhole.
He opened the door with a click and held it for Hermione. She stepped through and stayed in the threshold, amazed at what she was looking at. The first thing she noticed though was the temperature. It was very warm, so much so that she unwrapped the towel from her body. She was still fully clothed but little did she realize, that the rain had rendered her white uniform blouse completely transparent, her red lace bra clearly visible for anyone who was to look at her in that area. Draco noticed immediately and a pink tinge covered his cheeks and felt a slight twinge in his pants.
“Um,” he started talking to take his mind off the very appealing woman in front of him “The warmth you feel is because there’s actually a warm spring below the school and I’ve managed, with a couple of spells and some architecture books I found in the library, to link it to the pipes around this room. So, it will always be this warm. I kept the large bath by the window as it was previously but on that side” he said while turning Hermione by the shoulders to look on her right and pointing “there are some individual showers”.
The far wall was covered in tiles that resembled the mermaid mural next to the large bath but were all in turquoise and blue tones. There was a line of showerheads but Hermione started worrying because of the lack of shower curtains or any type of concealment from one shower to another.
“Really Malfoy, do you expect me to just shower in front of you?” she said, her hands slowly wrapping around herself as if she finally realized just how vulnerable she was just then.
“Expect, no.” he said, and then added under his breath as he made his way over to the showers “Hope, yes.”
Hermione raised an eyebrow at what she thought she heard. This evening was really turning out very differently from what she had expected. Draco walked over to the wall and pressed down on two darker tiles. He stepped away and a second later water came from the ceiling, like a curtain in a C shape, effectively shading a portion of the shower from anyone on the outside.
“That’s brilliant, Malfoy” Hermione said as she approached. “Really, you’ve done an amazing job.” Hermione said whilst touching the water curtain.
He then explained to her how to use the shower – which tile to press for hot or cold water, shampoo and where she could get a fresh towel; all features cleverly hidden behind various tiles in each shower then left her to the shower he had already activated and went to the one next to hers. She watched as he activated the waterfall curtain and realized just how concealing it actually was. She could make out a form through the water, but it was just enough so that an outsider would see that it was occupied. Once she was finally sure that he couldn’t see her, she got undressed and started enjoying her nice warm shower.

Little did she realize, that just a few steps away Draco was suffering through a freezing shower, doing all his possible to rid himself of his raging boner. However, his mind had other plans and just kept reminding him of his proximity with a wet and naked Granger. Finally, he had no other choice but to take care of it, unless he never wanted to end the shower. Fortunately for him, the noise of the waterfall covered his groans and he was so excited it took but a few strokes to reach his climax. He finished washing himself, dried and pulled on a clean pair of sweatpants he had in his bag. He turned off the water to find Hermione standing next to her shower that she had just turned off, wrapped in an oversized fluffy white towel that were available in each shower. It covered her from shoulder to knee and her damp hair fell over her shoulders her breasts. Even like this, Draco realized that she was a sight for sore eyes. Draco had heard a muggle use that expression once and only now fully understood the meaning of it.
“I don’t have anything dry to wear.” she said, not really to him but more, matter-of-factly as she fidgeted in her towel.
Draco scanned her from her feet up and with a huff, he kneeled next to his bag and presented her with a large black-coloured piece of clothing that looked very much like a cloak.
Seeing how quizzically she was looking at his outstretched arm, Draco added:
“My school robes. Take them. You’re not going to run back to Gryffindor in a towel.” When she didn’t move to take them he continued, “I have three different pairs. Really, just take it before you get caught for indecent exposure. I wouldn’t want to get the Gryffindor princess in trouble for that.” The corners of his mouth twitched into a small smile.
“Ha ha, very funny Malfoy.” She said. Then, as she reached to take the offering “Thank you…you’re kinder than before, you know.”
He stood up and slung his bag over his shoulder he said:
“Well, things are different now, and I think it’s for the best, don’t you?”
With that, and not waiting for a reply, he sighed and turned towards to door to leave, waving at her with his back to her.
There he left Hermione. Feeling as lost as ever, wondering about the mystery that was becoming Draco Malfoy. He had been kind, respectful, giving and even a tad playful that evening. So much so, that when Hermione went to bed, her nose filled with the scent of Malfoy from his school robes worn over her naked body, her mind chose to fill her dreams with nothing but Him.

Hmmm...who wants to know a tad more about those dreams?
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