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  • Something In The Way She Moves

    By : soldiersgirl0709
    Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione
    Views: 79927
    -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 5
    Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
  • Chapter List
    • 1-Something In The Way She Moves
    • 2-Another Side of You
    • 3-The Blues
    • 4-Dinner
    • 5-With The Band
    • 6-Windows
    • 7-Playing Nice
    • 8-A Day With You
    • 9-Pearls and Passion
    • 10-Handy Wizard
    • 11-Birthday By Numbers
    • 12-Slow Dancing
    • 13-A Comedy of Errors
    • 14-The Chair Revisited
    • 15-What Does it Mean?
    • 16-Anywhere But Here
    • 17-Accidents Happen
    • 18-Realization
    • 19-Discovery
    • 20-Epilogue
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  • Chapter 6: Windows








    Well after two in the morning Draco and Hermione floo’d back to his flat thanks to the storm that had swept in while they were in the pub. Having his bike moved to the garage was as easy as a quick call for a house-elf who apparated the motorbike away with a bow and a wink.





    “Draco, don’t you worry about muggle security cameras picking up disappearing motorbikes and house elves? And what about the doorman, won’t people in the building wonder about you arriving in your flat with no one seeing you?” Hermione asked as she ran her wand over her to remove the soot from floo travel.





    “No, I looked into it and magic interferes with muggle electronics, it’s why they have to be altered to work in our world. So when we use magic in the muggle world the security cameras get a blip in their recording, so they don’t see the elf or the bike disappear. As for the doorman…well I own this building, the doormen and other employees are squibs.” He said with a nonchalant shrug.







    “You hire squibs?” The shock had to be apparent on her face. She figured that if muggleborns and half-bloods were looked down upon by his family then she figured squibs were even worse.







    “It isn’t easy to be born to magical parents and not be able to use magic. This way they can still live in a magical environment, serve the magical community and support themselves financially. Plus it makes it easier for wizards and witches who wish to live in the city because they aren’t on guard all the time trying to hide their nature from everyone.” He took her jacket and tossed it onto a nearby chair along with his.







    She was quite taken aback, not in a bad way. She began to feel slightly bad for being so surprised that he was capable of doing something so…philanthropic. She really had no idea who this man was that looked like Draco, was cocky and arrogant like Draco, but kind. Everyone grew up at some point she supposed, it just wasn’t often that someone was able to turn their life around, to become someone different, someone better.







    She was the same as she had always been. The smartest girl in the room looked over for the dumb and beautiful. The girl sitting in the park with a book instead of playing with her children, spending her weekends in the bookstore instead of out on dates. She was the girl everyone went to for the answers, everyone except for him.





    She still wasn’t quite certain that he didn’t have an ulterior motive. She was easily able to admit to herself that she was waiting for the other shoe to drop. What would an attractive, wealthy pureblood want with a plain, boring muggleborn witch? It didn’t fit with what she knew. That and the fact that he was pursuing her so avidly and that things were moving so quickly. He told her not to analyze it, to just feel it, but she didn’t think she was capable of it.





    Going home with him that night had been the most impulsive thing she had done in ages, maybe in her life. Normally she thought everything out in explicit detail, taking into account every possible outcome and making a plan for that scenario. She hadn’t thought past her own body that night, the rational Hermione had resurfaced with the morning light and she had run. She still wanted to run, but curiosity kept her in place. While she didn’t trust him, she wanted him. She wanted to be wanted by him, she wanted what he had given her that first night, the mindless passion, the moments where she was the most beautiful creature in the room and he had eyes only for her.







    “I can practically hear the cogs turning in your head you know.” He said.







    “Sorry, did I zone out a little?” She asked.







    “A little.” He turned away from her and crouched down in front of her just as the heavy footfalls sounded on the wood floor. The enormous black mass that was his pet came racing down the hall with his stunted gait and leapt straight for Draco. The dog knocked him onto his back and climbed right over him to rise on his hind legs and lay both of his enormous front paws on Hermione’s breasts.







    She stared into the face of the ugliest dog she had ever seen and started to laugh. His lopsided eyes, snaggletooth and half of an ear made him look anything but dangerous. He whimpered then licked her chin.









    “I see how it is, the Master thrown over for a pretty face.” Draco said, grinning as he got to his feet. “Studly, you can’t handle a lady that way, bad manners boy!” He chastised as he grabbed the dog’s front paws and pulled him off of her. “Not that I blame you, she’s got a hell of a rack on her.”







    “Draco!” Her cheeks burned and she squatted in front of the ugly dog. She reached out with both hands and scratched behind his ears, his stubby tail thumping against the floor in time with his foot. He was actually purring, like a cat. “You have the most unusual dog I have ever seen.” Hermione shook her head.







    “”He’s not as pretty as I am but he’s great company.” Draco said softly, watching her with the animal he had come to love.







    “Kind of like me.” She said. “You and I are kindred, Studly.”







    “Alright you, that’s my girl, go get your own.” Draco said giving the huge animal a slap to his haunches that sent him racing back down the hall.







    “Did he run to your bed?” She asked staring down the hall.







    “No, he probably went to his room.” Draco said withdrawing his wand to clean her hands.







    “Your dog has his own room?” She watched him run his fingers over her hands lightly then lift them to rest on his shoulders.







    “Of course he does.” He said. “He has his own telly too, watches the History channel all the time.”





    “Why would a dog want to watch the telly?” She asked, baffled still that he owned such a beast and even more so that he spoiled it the way he did.







    “Beats the hell out of me, I’ve asked but he doesn’t say much.” Draco winked. “Can we stop talking about Studly now? I’m starting to feel like you are more interested in my dog than you are in me.” He pouted.







    “We wouldn’t want you thinking that.” He laid his hands on her waist and she smiled up at him. He lifted his brows and pulled her tight against him, his arms folding around her.







    “I am so glad you came tonight. I almost expected you to stand me up.” He said.







    “I told you I would be there. I would not lie to you, Draco.” She wasn’t good at lying, she had tried it a time or two to save someone’s feelings but found that she was probably the world’s worst liar.







    “Good, and I will never lie to you either.” He pressed his lips lightly to hers.







    “Promise?”







    “I have changed, Hermione. I won’t pretend that I have gone all fluffy, despite appearances to the contrary, I still retain much of my haughty personality because when I am in the wizarding world I need it to protect myself. There are those who would love to take me for everything I have and if they think I have a weakness they will exploit it.” He lightly massaged her back as he spoke. “I figured out how to be both of the people I needed to be in order to be happy. So while I have changed, a lot, I haven’t changed completely.”







    “You’ve changed more than I ever thought possible, I barely recognize you.” She said.







    “You haven’t had to see me in my Malfoy armor yet.” He chuckled. “I have no doubt that you will recognize me then.”





    “The Malfoy I know would never tell people I was his girlfriend when he has never taken me on a proper date.” She teased.





    “I need to establish my territory with other wizards before they try and encroach. I’m greedy that way, I like to lay claim early and then keep all the booty for myself.” He winked at her. “And your booty is definitely all mine.”





    “Oh is it now?” She felt his hands curve over her bum and give her a squeeze.





    “Mmm…you look pretty damned hot tonight, Granger. Did you go shopping this week?” He asked, his hands getting to know the curves of her bottom all over again.





    “You made fun of my clothes last time so I asked the clerk to help me find something that fit better, I ended up with this…it’s too tight.” She said.





    “No, it fits just right. Trust me.” He said. “But as good as you look in it; I want to see you out of it.”





    He moved his hands over her hips and up beneath the edge of the form fitting tee shirt. Her soft skin was hot beneath his touch as he pushed the fabric up, pleased when she lifted her arms so that he could pull it over her head and toss it across the room. He gave a low whistle when he saw the sheer bit of lavender fabric covering her breasts. The word cover was stretching it a bit given he could see straight through the material to the dark, pebbled nipples just begging him for attention.







    “Did you buy that for me?” He asked, running his finger under the satin edging.





    “I…well I bought some pretty things…just in case.” Her voice cracked a little.







    “Just in case I got you naked again you mean?” She nodded and he lowered his head to run his tongue under the edge and over the soft curve of her breast. “There was never a doubt in my mind that I would get you naked again, Granger, I have thought about it constantly since last week.”







    “Hermione…not Granger.” She whispered as she slid her hands beneath the sueded cotton of his tee shirt. Her fingertips danced over the tight muscles of his belly, pushing the shirt up. He lifted his arms and bent his knees a bit so she could reach to pull it off of him. Her small, cool hands explored his chest, sliding over his pectorals, fingering his nipples and tracing over his collarbones.







    “Your touch feels good.” He said, his hands resting lightly on her hips as she explored him.







    “I like touching you.” She said as her fingers slid down his torso and over the ridged abdomen. She hesitated at the waist of his jeans.







    “Go ahead.” He said roughly. “I want you to touch me.” She slid both hands to the waist band and popped the button then slowly lowered the zip. Draco took a moment to slip off his shoes while she unfastened him. She pushed his fly open and smiled at the black and green striped boxers he was wearing. Gathering her courage she slid her hands along his hips, under the elastic and denim, and pushed his clothing down over his hips and thighs, letting them fall to the floor in a forgotten heap.





    “Oh!” She exclaimed softly as his penis rose up to greet her. She reached for him with tentative fingers, sliding them over the firm, silky length from base to tip then back again. She could feel his pulse beating in the vein covered length and the realization that he was so aroused for her slammed into her, sending a rush of moisture between her thighs.





    “Your hands are so soft.” He kicked his clothing aside, bending down slightly to remove his socks. (He didn’t want to look like an arse standing around naked in only a pair of socks.) He wrapped his hand around hers, tightening her hold on his shaft as he guided her palm over him with a firmer touch. “You won’t hurt me if you hold me tighter.”





    “I didn’t touch you very much last time.” She said continuing to stroke him. “I wanted to, but I was too stunned and a bit overwhelmed.”







    “I’ll take that as a compliment.” He smirked.







    “You should. I never thought….well, let’s just say I didn’t know sex could be like that…especially with someone I wasn’t in love with.” She said.







    “Well then it will only get better when you do fall in love with me.”





    “What makes you so sure that I will?” She asked, her hand sliding down to cup his balls and roll them in her palm.





    “Ahhhh….you are a curious witch.” He groaned. “I’m not sure why I think you will love me, maybe I just hope that someone will someday, and you are the only person who sees me, not my money.”





    She didn’t know what to say to that, so she opted to say nothing and lift her lips to his. She kissed him gently, slowly, sliding her lips back and forth over his before pressing against the seam with the tip of her tongue. Draco groaned low in his throat and parted his lips allowing her to invade and explore his mouth at will. He wanted her to be aggressive, reveled in the fact that this kiss was hers, she had initiated it. All the while that she kissed him her hand slid over his cock, back and forth her little nails flicking over the tip and making his penis lurch in her hand.







    “No more.” He groaned against her lips as he reached between them and removed her hand from his anatomy. “You don’t want things to end quickly; we have all night ahead of us.”







    Draco began to move his lips from hers and down the side of her neck, licking and biting gently as he went. Lower still he dipped his tongue into the hollow at the base of her throat and licked a path between her breasts, tugging at the little bow on her bra with his teeth for a moment before beginning his descent again. Down the ladder of her rib cage his tongue bounced over her curves. He nibbled at the spot where her waist flared into hip, licking a slow path along the waist band of her jeans.







    He looked up at her as he knelt on the floor in front of her. Her cheeks were flush, her eyes wide, lips moist and open as she panted softly. Her riotous curls had swept forward to form a curtain around her face. He took the corner of denim fabric between his teeth and tugged sharply, the button sliding from its hole easily. His tongue lifted the tab of her zipper and he pressed his face into her belly as he caught the little piece of metal with his teeth and began tugging down until her jeans were completely undone. He could see the sheer, lavender material of the knickers that accompanied the bra and leaned in to kiss the little bow on the low rise waistband.







    His hands caressed the backs of her thighs, moving lower until he reached her feet. He took his time removing the low heeled shoes and socks, tickling the bottom of her foot. That accomplished he began to pull her jeans down her legs, his thumbs hooked into the belt-loops. With a gentle nudge to each thigh he directed her to step out of them and tossed them behind him, piled on top of his own discarded clothing.







    “You look…incredible.” He said, his voice low and filled with appreciation as he stared at her wearing nothing but the little scraps of sheer fabric. He could see the small patch of dark curls between her thighs and he itched to touch her there, to taste her there. He leaned forward and placed a hot, open mouthed kiss on her center and she jumped, nearly falling backwards in her attempt to get away.





    “No! Don’t!” She backed up, her hands over her pelvis like a shield.







    “Gra…Hermione, haven’t you ever had oral sex before?” He felt like an idiot asking, but her reaction was a little odd. His experience had been that women loved it when a man was willing to service them orally.







    “Uh…yes….I used to do it for….well….I don’t want to discuss my past sex life with you right now.” She squeaked, ducking her head and turning away. Draco got to his feet and curved his naked body around hers, pushing her hair aside and over one shoulder so he could kiss and nibble at the back of her neck.







    “You’ve done it, but never had it done, is that it?” He asked, his breath tickling at her ear.







    “It’s nasty.” She said.







    “Says who?”







    “Well…” Draco slid his hands down over her torso, his fingers burrowing under the waist of her underwear and quickly sliding between her folds. She cried out and her knees threatened to give but he held her tight.







    “Only an idiot would say something like that.” His finger dipped into her to find her hot and wet. He slid the moisture he found over the tender flesh, easing his way as he stroked her hard little clit. “I’m gonna show you how much of an idiot.” She protested a little and he tightened the arm wrapped around her shoulder. “Okay, not tonight…but soon, very soon, I am going to lay you out on my bed and I am going to spread your legs as far apart as I can…” He flicked his fingertip back and forth over the little pebble, feeling it grow even harder, her knickers soaking clear through as she responded to his touch. “And I am going to put my mouth on you. I am going to put my tongue inside you and lick every sweet inch of your pussy.” She was shuddering in his arms, her breathing heavy and audible. “I’m going to suck on this little bud right here.” He tweaked her clit between his fingers.







    “Draco!” She cried his name hoarsely as she came, her body melting within his embrace.







    “And then I’m going to do it all over again.” He said, turning her in his arms and holding her against him. While she watched he brought his fingers to his lips, running the tips of them, slick with her juices, over his lips before sucking them clean, licking his lips as though savoring the flavor of her. “Delicious.”









    “You are….”







    “Going to be the best lover you will ever have.” He said arrogantly with a little grin. Hermione didn’t doubt it for a moment, he had already managed to outdo every encounter she had ever had previously including interludes with herself. She felt his hands at her back and then the release of her bra catch. “As beautiful as you look in this, it has to go.” He said, pulling it forward and off. “These especially.” He tucked his fingers into her underwear and pulled the damp, sticky material down her thighs until they fell to the floor.







    Draco clasped the back of her thighs and tugged. Her arms looped tightly around his neck as she was lifted, her legs wrapped tight around his waist.







    “What are you doing?” She asked, holding on for dear life as he walked across the room.







    “Carrying you.”







    “Where?” She suddenly felt the cold glass against her bare skin and she arched towards him. “Draco, no!”







    “Oh yes.” He said, ducking his head and capturing a tight nipple between his lips, licking and sucking hard.





    “Someone could see!” She argued hoarsely.





    “This flat is eighteen stories up, Hermione, unless it’s someone on a broom or a low flying plane no one is going to see.” He chuckled. “And it’s illegal to fly a broom over London.”







    “But it’s been done.” She moaned when he turned his attentions to her other breast. He chose to ignore her protests and lift her so he could rub the tip of his cock between her tender folds. She bathed him in her heat and he growled against her skin.







    “Hold on to me, lock your ankles.” He whispered as he pressed his tip into her sodden opening, pressing slowly forward as he braced her up against the floor to ceiling windows. The cold glass against her heated skin had her thrusting back at him, impaling herself on his rigid shaft. “Oh hell yes…just like that.” He said, pushing into her again. She tightened her thighs and pulled herself towards him with every push.





    “Draco…oh gosh….Malfoy!” Her nails dug painfully into his shoulders as he wound his hips against her, his grip on her bottom bruising her pale skin. He nearly laughed when she used his surname, but couldn’t, she was so hot and tight around him and the way she was writhing against him was making him nuts.







    “Damn you are a real firecracker when you get going.” He muttered brokenly as he attempted to get deeper inside her. It was an impossible feat but he didn’t care, he wanted to come and he wanted to be deep, deep, deep inside her when he did. His knees weakened and they began sliding down the glass, her sweat slickened skin lubricating her descent. On his knees he continued thrusting, her counter thrusts becoming more forceful and erratic as she approached another climax.







    “Don’t stop!”







    “Voldemort himself couldn’t make me stop!” He growled, pushing into her harder and harder. She let go of his shoulders, her hands slamming back against the glass with a loud boom as she shouted, her vagina tightening and tightening around him, choking an orgasm from him that was almost painful in its intensity.





    Slowly her legs dropped from his waist as they both struggled to breathe. Draco leaned against her, his forehead resting on the cool glass as he wheezed, exhausted yet elated at the same time. He couldn’t recall a single witch who had reduced him to a sweating, wheezing lump of exhaustion.







    “Ohhhhh…..I can’t move.” She groaned.







    “Neither can I.” He said on a sigh.







    “Can you get us to your bed?” She asked softly, her fingers threading through his shaggy blond hair. He moaned loudly and wrapped his arms tight around her waist, apparating them from his living room to his bedroom so they appeared in the middle of his bed where he unceremoniously let her slid to the mattress.







    “You have drained the life right out of me, woman!” He said, flopping onto his back.







    “Sorry. Should I go home now?” She laughed when his arm reached out for her and tugged her tight against him.







    “No, don’t try it or I will bind you to me while we sleep.” He said, his hand curling over her bottom as she cuddled into his side, one thigh draped over his hips and her hand curled against his chest.





    “Hmmm….I’ve never tried it.” She yawned.







    “Tried what?”







    “Letting a wizard bind me.” Draco slapped her backside.







    “Stop teasing, witch. Go to sleep before you start something we are both too tired to finish without killing ourselves.” Her soft laughter against his shoulder was his reply as he shook his head and let sated exhaustion overtake him.





    Well, I wasn’t going to update again till Tuesday but you guys were so incredible and complimentary I decided to do it today! Plus it’s Monday so sets me up on a good schedule LOL







    Pumpkin – In my head Draco would have gone through a serious rebellion after the war, and most likely a serious depression so that’s the Draco I try to explore.





    Jullsy – The reason he didn’t sleep with her that night was to make a point to her that he was serious, it wasn’t all about sex, he really wanted to get to know her and see what was there. =)





    Lady_of_Clunn – so glad to have you as a faithful reader! And I love this Draco too.





    AimeeBass – thank you so much for your lovely words! I too wish I could hug him all day….but I am a decade older than the boy…at least the one who plays him in the movie…not that I am opposed to cougars…hehe….naughty thoughts…..





    Liz – Studly and Hermione are kindred =)





    Anon – Thanks! I had fun writing it!





    Scarletwitchextreme – you know, the reason I tend to write Dramione’s so OOC is because I get so sick of reading about Draco the Arsehole and Hermione the bitch…who says it has to be so difficult? They have a decade between the end of school and when they are together in this fic…people change a lot in 10 years. Thanks for reading!







    LadyBlueEyes – Draco has a softer side of course, who doesn’t…and Studly….I really have no idea where he came from….





    Utopia – Prezzie coming…I promise…always happy to have you reviewing! And as for 5 inches being average….thats just so sad…I think Id cry if a guy dropped trou and only had 5 inches! Either that or I would laugh and no doubt something like “Oh…its cute!” would fly out of my mouth given my lack of filter…Bayberry is a scent that was common among colonials actually, I have bars of Bayberry soap I bought in Colonial Williamsburg when we lived in Virginia…it’s a bit spicy with a citrusy undertone. Its nice….a masculine scent







    Mia – I am so glad you like the story!!!







    Sophie - Thank you so very much! The story is complete, so it will be updated regularly, I promise!!







    LadyVoldemort87 - =) I heart you.







    Dreamweaver – you flatter me…I like it LOL





    Miahdrake – I have issues with a jerky Draco when he grows up…I don’t think he would want to relive his father’s mistakes and would make an effort to change





    HermioneMalfoyFan – Im glad you like their characterizations. I was the first in my circle to get married, I was 18 and was married for 14 years, so I watched my friends marry their jobs and live for the workplace, ignoring their personal lives…it gets lonely







    Bobbie – I’m not good with the canon, I see canon as easy, its been done…the challenge for me is coming up with my own story and weaving it using the characters. Plus this lets me play with plot for my Original work and see how it goes over. It’s the beauty of fanfiction, instant feedback from the readers. Right now my only feedback comes from editors who on occasion lose sight of the story…anyhow…as for being OOC...the only character info we have on them is when they were children, a lot changes between childhood and adulthood…timid Hermione is a result of being pretty much antisocial for so many years, married to her job. And she was contemplating casual sex with Draco Malfoy…a man who tormented her when they were young, of course she was going to be wary. She perks up later…specially when Lucius finds out. =) theres a little tidbit for you.





    Tale – the HG RW pairing baffled me. I don’t get it. She seemed the type who would get bored with a guy like Ron….





    Baybeetricia – thank you darlin’!





    Cliobella – I know! Another story! I swear if I didn’t write I would go insane, nothing settles me like a little bit of time with the laptop lost in another world and out of the suckiness of real life.





    Helensgirl - thank you for reading, and taking the time to review. Im glad it makes you smile, hopefully it will have you smiling more soon…Draco is a cheeky bugger.







    Kazfeist - I got them together so soon because the premise of the story is trying to build a relationship off of a one night stand. Mione is a bit sad, but I promise, Draco fixes that soon enough LOL





    Angelbaby – I like getting to the story without making the readers wade through too much “filler”…in fanfiction the world building is already done…no need to go into great detail unless it is an “original” location. At least for me LOL









    Notes: The song and title Something In The Way She Moves….it is my favorite Beatles tune and is in honor of my dearest friend, Jenny, who loves the Beatles. The song will play throughout the fic. I will say that there are moments for me when writing the fic that Draco morphed into Spike….I couldn’t help it, Im a recent Buffy convert thanks to weekly Buffy night with Jen, of course I go for the most Slytherin character….typical of me. I cant resist the bad boy…Im such a cliché….funny that I married the geek and got my heart broken isn’t it? I love Sev, Draco and Luci…I married Harry Potter…WTF?....next man in my life is definitely gotta have Slytherin qualities…..
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