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Two to Tango	By : TheScarlettLetter Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 16766 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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.

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* Because J.K. had no idea what trouble she invited into my twisted fantasies when Hermione managed to catch even Draco's eye at the Yule Ball *

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"Granger, care to dance?"

She regarded him and the pristine white glove he proffered in astonishment. Surely, he had gone mad.

"No," she said bluntly, sure that she had shut him down.

The air about him wavered. His eyes flashed. "I insist."

She tried again, tersely. "I insist."

The seductive rhythm of the Tango pulsed in their ears. He leaned in closely, lips brushing the sensitive petal of her ear. He growled softly, "No me negar�s."

She fought the delicious tremor which ripped down her spine, quickly glancing over at her phalanx. Brilliant emerald eyes flashed dangerously at the intruder. A vivid scarlet flush raged in the face of the other.

He did not wait. He slipped his hand upon the meatiest part of her thigh, his fingertips brushing the russet curls barely contained by the silky swatch of her knickers; Squeezing.

She bolted upwards.

He lead her out onto the slick, darkened floor. The tender roll of snare laid its distinctive beat, One-Two-Three-Four.

She gingerly placed her left hand on his shoulder, the finely stitched material of his jacket rolling under her fingertips and boldly lifted the palm of her right hand to take his.

He slipped his cool hand just below her left shoulder blade, firmly catching her free hand in his. "I believe the man is supposed to lead."

He pushed his right knee between her clenched thighs, sliding his leg down the lengths of her lithe, creamy ones.

Her eyes widened.

He grinned. "Shall we dance?"

He started boldly on his left foot, took two very slow steps forward, his body leaning slightly in one quick step to the left, lightly dragging his right foot to follow.

She mirrored his steps, reluctantly impressed.

He smirked. "Impressed?"

She rolled her eyes.

"You look ravishing," he murmured, stepping backward then bringing her forward in two slow steps, a quick lean to right; then pulled her close, their pelvises meeting in a terrific crush.

She quickly turned her head away.

He stretched their arms outward, guiding them in taunt steps that they took in same direction, pivoting her on third step.

They faced each other again.

He continued. "Good enough to eat."

She retorted, coolly, "You've a voracious appetite, Malfoy." She abruptly swung away, her arm flaring slightly at her side.

He eyed her as they both suddenly turn on their heels and stepped tightly in opposite directions. He tugged on her wrist, harder than necessary, snapping her body back to him, pressing her sweetly with the uncoiling of his venomous snake.

"I'm a growing boy, Granger."

He fell back in a deviously low lean, causing her slip forward and clutch at his thick, muscular thigh for support. Her hand grazed the wicked bulge at his groin. She hissed, jerking back as if she'd been burned.

He groaned unabashedly.

She snapped herself upwards, face burning. "I suppose you think that was funny."

He rocked her gently, backwards. First left, then right.

Lazily. "I found it rather humorous."

She took a larger step back. Space.

She muttered. "I'm sure you did."

He repeated the back rock, pulling them into a smooth side lunge, suddenly plunging his thigh between the slit of her legs, kneading her . The course material of his trousers raked her delicate bud, shooting an exquisite wave of pleasure straight to her head. Her legs trembled, threatening to give way.

He pulled away from her suddenly; cruelly, "Only because you were begging."

Her mouth dropped open. He snapped her outward like a fan, coolly looking away. She stared at him in perfect shock.

He reeled her back into his arms, sneering.

She scowled, staring determindedly over his shoulder at The Boy Who Lived.

He maneuvered them into a lulling, pivoting rock; their bodies molding beautifully. The easy Slow-Slow-Quick-Quick-Slow movements smoothing earlier misteps.

After some moments of silence. �What is it between you and Potter?�

She stirred from her daze, realizing she had been resting upon his shoulder, pulling back. �What?�

�You and Scarhead. I saw it when I asked you to dance. He was seething. I dare say he almost even...jealous.�

She forcefully broke contact. Defiantly. �There�s nothing going on between me and Harry.�

He raised his brow, softly mocking. �Ah, there it is. 'Harry.'�

She pulled away. �That is his name.�

He sharply twisted her back to face him, tsking. �Me thinks the lady doth protest too much.�

She; smartly. �Me thinks the wizard is an asshole.�

They clasped hands, gliding forward.

�I am merely making an observation ,� he chuckled, turning her towards him then away, then pulling her firmly into his chest with a resounding thump!.

Fiercely. �Don�t play games, Draco.�

He slid forward into a lunge, twisting his right shoulder slightly in a dip. �I�m not. Perhaps you are.�

She fumed, elegantly brushing the floor.

He brought her upright, smoothly. �I�ve come to realize something very special about you and I, Granger. You see--�

He suddenly snapped her into a low, deep plunge, hands rolling expertly down her spine as he slid to catch her in the descent.

�You and I are the same. There are no others like us.�

She pushed upwards against him, completely breathless. Snarling. �You know nothing about me.�

He immediately pitched her into another fall. �I know enough.�

She glared up at him irritably. �What exactly is it that you think you know?�

His eyes twinkled. �This.�

His mouth crushed powerfully onto hers, one hand slipping to cradle her neck, his tongue whipping coolly about her mouth.

She clutched his collar, her eyes sliding shut. The surrender was desperate, like the jump from the third story window of a house that has caught on fire.

He pulled her upright, pressing hungrily into her with his heat. She was slickening against his pole, her legs threatening to wrap themselves around his waist, to clutch him within her strong muscles. To slake her own thirst--

Suddenly, her hands slipped towards his shoulders, roughly pushing him away.

His eyes were dark, swimming with confusion.

Her hand snapped upwards, crisply slapping him across the face.

�Apparently, you know nothing,� she spat.

She stood for a moment, trembling. Then stalked away

He glared after her for a full long moment, tormented by thoughts of revenge and murder.

And lust.

El Fin.

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CWolf: Thanx *smilez* The Tango is my favorite ballroom dance, tho my feet are much more suited for waltz; also lovely, but terribly tame in comparison *sigh* So unfair =(

Maela: Nopesies *chucklez* Gravy train's jumped the tracks.

LadyMalfoy730: Fear not, they were all fully clothed *laughing* He leaned down and slid his hand up her thigh...Yeah *raises brow*

Ning: Duly noted *snappy salute* After nine years of languishing in espanol, I think I'm allowed to be lazy, don't you? ^_^

hannah: Thank you ^_^

Raffy: Haha, Raffy, you know my MO, man, cliffhanging's what I do *snickers*

DarkB: 9 out 10, that's Hot! Well, I'll just leave it as is then ^_^

Hanna Delacour Ooh, wish I could, but sadly that muse has flown the coop.

Apollonia: ...Outro, too, huh? ^_^

iLuvJaeWon: Cool *thumbs up*

Anon: Draco simply will not allow me to let Granger completely best him, and vice versa *laughing*

convolution: Draco and Ron have some of the better lines in the book, hands down. And I just the horribly snarky things that come flying out of Draco's mouth ^_^

margarita: Oh, that is the sweetest thing!! *SNIFF!* Are you trying to make me cry?! *laughing* ^_^
bye

LadyMalfoy: Yule Ball, Lady *smilez* Or if I'd had my way.

Daniel Radcliffe: Than you very much...Daniel *chucklez* ^_^

orinah: ARG, I suck at wrapping things up. So I stopped where I started *laughing*

Lyndie578 My muse is fairly evil. She immediately abandons me as soon as I gotten the kiss of inspiration *hehehe*

nosie *smilez* One Shots, nosie

K47: I love the way these to move and the Tango is the perfect dance for their kind of tension. You think I got style? Sweet ^_^

Madame Malfoys Mirror: Shakespeare's to be blamed for that!! *laughing* Yes, I love the dark and erotic. And what's going on w/your Pansy fic? Are you no longer continuing?

rogue3011: Why thank you. I appreciate that -- even tho is was on the brief side *chucklez*

Bree: "Beautiful disaster." Great words. I think I enjoyed this review as you did this fic ^_^

LaLa: Mm, wish that I could...

Know-it-all: My friend is already beating my over the head about writing only One Shots. I'll try, I'll try...

Lrnd: Cool ^_^

victoria: He couldn't very well think sunshine and rainbows after the way she'd left him, could he? *chucklez*
love ~the story. dislike ~'revenge and murder'. other than htat it was great.

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