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One brick at a time	By : Cheichei87 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 5246 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 8

After her now well publicised run in with Aldis, the other curse breakers had taken her findings much more seriously. They had also taken to engaging her in conversation much more, avoiding talking about the war as much as possible. The change of pace was a relief for her mind. Engaging in active conversation made her feel like she was tapping into a part of her brain that had laid dormant for too long. Her interactions with the boys, well Harry mostly, especially whilst on the run, whilst using every brain cell possible at times, weren't like this. This was mentally engaging and challenging, there were heated discussions, where there would be no clear winner sometimes. She began to look forward to her meal times and the possibilities that lay ahead.

However, possibly the most surprising thing to come of all these interactions was observing Draco. This was not the Malfoy that she went to school with, by a long shot. It became apparent to her, that Draco had formed relationships with these people prior to her arrival. She heard from one of the curse breakers Crockford, that Draco had been there for four months prior to her arrival. Turns out that he hadn't been the selfish, spoilt twat that he was in school. Instead, he was humble, helpful and willing to do anything, according to Crockford. He'd earnt everyone's respect by working diligently and doing any task he was given. The most amusing of which was some manual labor, along the fifth floor corridor of the castle, where there was such destruction, it required moving without magic initially. Supposedly Malfoy had been tasked with the job in his early days, and kept at it until it was done, often working until the early hours of the morning. It was then that the others saw he was serious and not just the spoilt little pure blood everyone was expecting.

Hermione herself had had a few more encounters with Malfoy in their shared quarters since the bathroom incident. Even as recent as last night, when they'd returned to the common room at different times and Malfoy wasn't aware she was in the bathroom. He walked in, only in a towel loosely hanging on his hips, covered in dirt and what looked like soot, ready for a shower. Unbeknownst to him, she had just finished her shower and was rubbing the bruise paste moisturiser on her legs. Still in the lingering steam cloud from her shower, her towel fastened in the gap between her breasts, damp curls escaping her now loose bun. Malfoy swung open the bathroom door, greeted by steam and the imagine of Hermione bent over her leg, currently leaning on the claw foot tub, rubbing in an up and down motion. His loud intake of breath was what alerted her to his presence,
"Fuck, Malfoy" she called out, shocked at his disruption "you could knock!"
"Shit Granger, the light wasn't on, I didn't even know you were back yet" he replied, his cheeks now a shade of red.
"I was in a hurry, I was filthy" she replied, now feeling slightly flustered.
"Also, you didn't lock the damn door, how the fuck was I supposed to know?"
"Well you know now, so how about you get out, so I can finish?" She huffed.
"No can do Granger, I'm already undressed and I'm caked in dirt in places
I don't even want to know about" he retorted as he walked towards the shower.
"So the way I see it, you have three options;" he spoke as he approached the shower, turning it on with the flick of his wand, "one; you can keep going with that cream, finish what you started. Two; you can leave the bathroom and let me get on with my shower. Or option three; my personal favourite, drop the towel and join me for another quick shower."
At that, he dropped the towel from his waist and stepped into the now steaming water.
"For fucks sake Malfoy, were not all exibitionists" Hermione retorted, trying to keep her voice calm, "Sod it"
Hermione made the call to continue massaging the cream into her legs, taking extra care to get every possible area she needed, and then some. Not missing the sound of the shower curtain moving, well aware that Malfoy was watching her. Just as she was finishing off her chest and right shoulder, she risked a glance in the direction of the shower. Malfoy had the shower curtain partially open, currently lathering his body in soap. However, what made her blink several times, was that Malfoy's eyes were watching her, as he soaped his body. Following her hands, which we're still rubbing her shoulder, travelling down to her elbow.
"Enjoying the show Draco?" Hermione asked, her voice only just above a whisper, she wondered if he'd even hear her.
"I think you missed a spot Granger." He stated, his voice croaked out, as if he had a sore throat.
"Oh really? And where might that be?" She asked, locking eyes with him, daring him to do something.
"Right here" he responded, not missing a beat as he oped the shower curtain and stepped out, now directly behind Hermione's back. Heat was radiating off his body, as he lent over her, dipping two fingers into her moisturiser. He traced the moisturiser down her spine, in between her shoulder blades, tracing down; further and further, pulling her towel down as he went. Rubbing small circles as he went down, Hermione's breathe hitched.
"So tense Granger, somebody working you too hard?" He purred into her ear. She was now holding her towel against her breasts, barely containing her now aroused nipples, as Draco worked out the knots in her back.
"I could be worked harder, to be honest" Hermione responded, hearing Draco's breath catch and feeling him lean in further, she knew she'd gotten her desired response.
"Oh really, and just how hard can you take it Granger?" Draco replied, beginning to venture into dangerous territory.
"Oh I don't know Draco," she responded, taking a step forward, but not bothering to pull her towel back up to its original position, as she turned to face him,
"I'd say pretty fucking hard". She took another step forward, slightly to the left, coming up closer to his ear, ignoring his completely naked form dripping wet from the shower.
"Thanks for the rub down, Draco". At that she walked past Malfoy and left the bathroom. Leaving a very confused Draco Malfoy standing naked in the bathroom, as she made her way to her room.

Once back in the sanctum of her room, Hermione caught her reflection in the large mirror in her room. She was obviously flushed, her towel barely covering her breasts, doing nothing to hide her erect nipples, dropping low on her back, sitting just above the curve of her bottom. Her cheeks had a light blush to them and random curls had fallen from her now very loose bun. She couldn't wipe the smirk that appeared on her face as she recalled what had just happened with Draco. Almost not believing that he had been rubbing cream on her back, completely naked and dripping wet!!

Hermione was pulled from her memory by Crockford,
"Hey Hermione," he called "are you going to come to Hogsmede tonight?"
"Um, I'm not sure" she replied "is there something on?"
"Yeah there's a trivia night, at the Three Broomsticks" he laughed, "I know it sounds boring as, but it's a bit of fun and gets everyone outta her for the night"
Hermione took a bite of her dinner, nodding away to his reply.
"Yeah sure," she replied when she'd finished chewing "why not, I'm in! On one condition; I am not on Aldis' team!" She said, pointing her fork in the direction of the curse breaker who doubted her.
"Haha, of course not!" He laughed and continued eating his dinner, "were meeting outside the castle at 8 and heading down"
"Sounds good" she smiled back, letting her gaze drift over to a Malfoy, who was surprisingly watching her interaction with Crockford. She raised her eyebrow at him, as she ate another bite of her dinner. He maintained her eye contact, raising an eyebrow in return, finishing his own dinner.
"See you down at the entrance at 8, Draco?" Crockford called as he rose up from the table.
"Yeah I'll be there" he replied, still maintaining eye contact with Hermione, as he organised his things, "see you later" and with that he left the dining area.
Hermione was left to eat her dinner with minimal chatter with the curse breakers, struggling with an internal debate of what line her and Malfoy were close to crossing.
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