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The Music Box	By : missbja Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 5392 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The silence crushed the room. Hermione�s brain was running and her mind was spinning around like a carousel. They�d been discovered. It would only take a matter of time until Pansy started spreading the news. And, as far as she knew, the frivolous looking girl always had a crush on Draco, and her expression was possessed.

As Pansy�s mouth opened and her eyes rolled, a flash of light passed through Hermione and hit Pansy full in the chest, making her fall hard on her back. Before she could think of anything else, Hermione ran to the door and locked it.

�What have you done Draco?� she looked at his concerned face and calmed down a little.

�Don�t need to worry. I just stunned her.� Sloping over Pansy, he grabbed the body in his arms and asked Hermione to unlock the door. �I�m going to have a little talk with her now.�

�Okay. And�� She was thinking what she could say to him. In his note he said it would be the last time they�ll be together but that was the last thing she wanted. �We will see each other again?�

�I really don�t know. It depends on this little bitch over here. But I won�t let you run away again.� And he stared hungrily at her.

Draco dashed through the almost empty corridors, since everyone was having their middle afternoon snack. Hermione could see Pansy teeter, as Draco was not making any effort to make her comfortable or steady.

She smiled, imagining Draco touching her again. She had never gone that far with a guy, letting him touch her cleavage. Hermione returned to the Gryffindor tower to have a cold shower.

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Hermione didn�t talk to Malfoy for a whole day. They exchanged meaningful looks through the hall at meals but Pansy seemed to follow Draco everywhere, watching his every move. Ron and Harry were strangely looking at her, but maybe that was because of Hermione�s behavior with Ron the day before.

Catching Hermione alone in the library in the afternoon, Harry sat in front of her, glancing with condemnedlooks. �What do you want Harry?� she enquired, throwing him a fake smile, making his own smile disappear.

�Why did you make that to Ron, Hermione?� Harry was staring at her, never breaking eye contact.

�What are you talking about?� She tried to disguised her guilty look, avoiding eye contact with Harry.

�I�m talking about yesterday when you dismissed him. To me it looked like you�re trying the exact opposite.� Harry�s matter-of-fact tone made Hermione�s hand tremble with fear from the way the conversation was going. �You gave me that feeling, or am I wrong?� Harry eyes penetrated hers and she froze, but opted for a hidden truth.

�I�m seeing someone else.� A sudden comprehension looked passed through his green eyes.

�That explains a lot. Can I know who is it?� Hermione choked, still thinking what answer to give without lying to Harry.

�Sorry Harry, I�d rather keep it to myself.� She sobbed, and started to pack her books.

He lifted his head to watch her leave, still with the same unpleasant look across his face. �Just don�t play game with Ron okay? Neither with yourself.�

She stopped and turned her shiny eyes to him. �Sorry.� Swinging to her feet she paced quickly to the library door.

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Hermione was leaned against the wall, cracking her fingers, waiting anxiously for Draco. Everything was so quiet now in the corridors, so Hermione suspected it wouldn�t be difficult for her and Malfoy to talk.

He sent her another message. But this letter looked like it had been written in a hurry. She had a bad feeling about this, if it wasn�t for a good reason, Draco would never have asked her to meet at such public place.

She suspected that the Room of Requirement next to her would serve a comfortable conversation without being interrupted like previous time. Maybe it was the purpose of the place.

The minutes went by and Draco wouldn�t show up. He is never late, she thought with angst and worry. She observed everything around her, the wall, the ceiling, every conversation Draco could want to have with her.

Almost fifteen minutes later, Hermione finally saw a shadow thrusting between some second year Hufflepuffs that were passing by. Draco grabbed her arm and pressed his finger against her lips, so that she wouldn�t make a noise. After he made his request to the wall, a classroom door appeared before them. Draco threw a last suspicious glance around them, and pushed Hermione inside.

Hermione�s chin dropped when she saw what Draco had asked; once she entered, it had seemed like the classroom the used to study together. However, looking to his bottom. Hermione could see a large four-post bed, with similar brown sheets and curtains. Even the pillows were the same colors.

She turned to Draco with an eyebrow lifted, asking for an explanation, but her expression became surprised when she saw him blush a little. She wasn�t prepared for this, or so she thought.

Before any words came out of his mouth, Draco pulled her into him and kissed tenderly, stealing her breath. Hermione could sense his ardor, kissing her like that; tongues were fighting in a wet war, and their tastes were the bombs that made their kiss explode. When they separated from each other, their breathing was heavy, and their chests bumped at the same time.

�Hermione, I�m sorry,� Draco said grabbing her hands and holding them.

�What happened?� She could see the sorrow in his eyes.

�We... can�t be together anymore.� His face turned in anger

�Why?�

�Because of Pansy. She threatened me, said she�d tell my parents. It�s not that they�re important but I could lose...�

�I understand,� she interrupted him.

Before they could stop staring at each other in anguish, Hermione hugged him with comfort. He sighed and pushed her against him, kissing her lips deeply again.

�I don�t know what you�re thinking, I just thought of the bed so we could� since is our last time together as� something more than friends.� He gagged uncertain �I� want you so much Hermione.�

And then she was confident, she kissed him, retrieving every emotion she was feeling in that particular moment. Trembling and clumsy, both reached the bed and Draco sat with her above him, her torso inviting him for a more delicate touch. �Where were we last time?� he asked with a smirk

He started to open the first two buttons of her blouse, and then the last three from the bottom, leaving only a button covering the cloth hiding her chest. He placed small kisses on her belly which made her giggle. She sat on his lap and touched his lips again, leading his hand to the final button of her blouse.

Draco refused, and laid her on the bed, never stopping kissing, but now already nipping and licking her neck. While drinking each other�s passion, he removed his shirt and let her touch his chest. Hermione rubbed her thigh against his crotch making him shiver, willing to remove her last button...

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Hermione woke up few minutes after dinner time, alone in the bed. Looking around, she began to think about the moment she had just passed with Draco, what she had delivered to him.I regret nothing.. she thought against her pillow blushing. Everything was getting dark again in her head. She yawned and closed her eyes against the fluffy pillow. It was brown like the music box, where she and Draco would be dancing forever.
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