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The Horntail	By : rush22 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 4285 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Horntail

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            Hermione
gave herself one more look-over before applying the finishing touches on her
makeup for the evening.

            “Not too bad,” she said into
the enchanted mirror.

            “I’d have to agree,” came the response from her reflection, “I’d go with a light
lip liner and then finish with a bit of gloss.”

            Hermione
carefully lined her lips the way Lavender had shown her; just the corners, and
under the bottom lip before sweeping a sheer coat of pale pink gloss over her
lips giving her a fuller more sultry look.

            “Absolutely gorgeous, knock ‘em dead!” came her reflection once
more. Hermione rolled her eyes at herself and applied a light mist of perfume
before grabbing her clutch that had been resting precariously on the edge of
her vanity since she began preparing for tonight and heading out the door to
meet the others.

                                                ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            Ginny was the first one to
arrive in the entrance way to the school followed closely by Dean and Lavender.
The trio greeted each other and made light conversation while waiting for the
others to matriculate down from Gryffindor tower.

            “Lavender I love that dress,
where did you find that?” asked Ginny.

            “Oh well this summer I took a
trip to America with my family, you know now that the War has ended and we went
to a city called New York where they have a pretty great fashion scene...”

            Dean sat on
the stairs trying to tune out the chatty girls in front of him hoping that the
others were on their way. Knowing the way Lavender was about clothes, he knew
that he would be bored to death before they even left for the club.

            “Oy,
Thomas!” Dean whipped his head around to find Harry, Ron, Neville along with Parvati and
some others walking towards him and the girls.

            “Thank god!” sighed Dean,
“They’ve been at it for at least 10 minutes, I was about to die from boredom.”

            “Nah mate,” said Ron, “I think
it would be more like ‘death by high heels or accessories’ or something equally
girly like that,” mocking Lavender’s animated gestures as she and Ginny were in
a deep discussion over jeans.

            “I heard that Ronald,” said
Lavender as she jabbed him with her perfectly manicured finger and giving him a
serious look over his outfit. “Well at least you look quite handsome tonight,”
she said with a heated gaze.

            “Right then,” came from Harry trying
to break up the burgeoning tension between his two friends. “Well are we all
ready then?”

            “Ah I think that we are just
waiting for Hermione” volunteered Seamus.

            Hermione was feeling slightly
nervous about the evening. It was the first Hogsmeade weekend of the new school
year, her final year at Hogwarts. The War had finished at the end of the
previous school year and since that time, the wizarding world had begun to grow
and boom due to the fact that for the first time in almost a decade, people didn’t
have to be afraid. There were the usual celebrations but more than that there
was development. Hogsmeade like wizarding London
and other wizarding towns across Britain
were now growing in leaps and bounds. Hogsmeade had a new residential district
and just opened 6 new shops, including a new branch of the Weasley’s Wizarding
Wheezes and a new dance club. The club, the Horntail, was the reason that
Hermione was so nervous tonight.

            Hermione’s friends had
suggested that they check out the club this weekend, and since the War was
over, the curfew for 6 and 7^th years had been pushed back to 2am on
the weekends giving the students optimal time to check out the Horntail since
it was new and was described as the best of muggle and wizard ideas.

            “Who are you all dressed up
for Granger?” Came a voice from somewhere in the alcove that made Hermione’s
gait come to a halt and her eyes scan over the darkened space.

            “M…Malfoy?” She stuttered
unsure of her accusation.

            “You got me Granger,” replied
Draco Malfoy who was moving towards Hermione with a slightly predatory smirk on
his perfect aristocratic features. Hermione took a few steps back and stumbled
slightly, managing to catch her heel on a chip in the stone floor. Draco on
instinct reached out to steady her before she tumbled backwards.

            “Ah thanks Malfoy, was there
something you needed?” Hermione asked almost transfixed when she looked into
his eyes.

            “Nah, I just curious to see
where you were off to at this hour incase I need to find you for Head business,”
casually replied Draco scanning Hermione’s attire.

            “Ummm,
I and some members of the DA are going to check out that new club in Hogsmeade
so I guess if you need me that is where I’ll be, but
since the majority of the 6^th and 7^th years will be there
too, I don’t see why there’d be any reason for you to need me.” She said in a
rush trying to look anywhere but directly at him.

            Towards the end of 6^th
year and during the end of the War Draco Malfoy had shown his true colors and
joined the Order in their fight against Voldermort and his Death Eaters. As
predicted, Harry and Ron had a hard time accepting that Draco had really defected
to their side and therefore were obviously suspicious of him right until the
Final Battle. Hermione being the logical one as usual saw that Draco was having
a hard time with his new direction in life and decided to try and put the past
years behind them. She was rewarded with a tentative friendship and a pleasant
working relationship since her and Draco were given several tasks to work on
together.

            Along with their budding
friendship came something else…tension, but not just any tension, sexual
tension. Hermione was no stranger to sex, she had lost her virginity the summer
of her 5^th year to a boy from her home town, and she knew that Draco
had quite a reputation back at Hogwarts but this was them! Hermione Granger and
Draco Malfoy, oil and vinegar, pureblood and mudblood for crying out loud! It
just didn’t happen! But it was there none the less. Worse off she knew that he
knew and knew that they both were aware of the ‘elephant’ in the room so to
speak.

            Now that
the she and Draco were Heads this year it meant that they had to share a suite
and were working together almost everyday which was fine and all, except for
the fact that they had become increasingly aware of each other on a level that
neither had ever expected.

            “Umm
Malfoy?”

            “Yes Granger,” replied Draco.

            “I need to go meet the
others,” she said.

            “Yeah sure, have a good time.”
Draco replied as Hermione turned to leave.

            “I need my hand back Malfoy,”
Hermione said, a smile gracing her features.

            “Have a good night,” she said
as she hurried down the hall towards her friends.

            Draco wasn’t sure how long he
stood in the corridor after he turned and watched Hermione leave, the faint
scent of her fragrance lingering in the air as of to taunt him in some unknown
way.

‘I didn’t even realize that I was holding her hand,’ he thought to
himself.

He turned and rested his head against the stone wall, the
coolness of the stone felt good on skin. ‘When did I even get his hot?’ Shaking
his head Draco turned and headed back to his room.

                                                ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hermione smoothed her outfit before
entering the entrance way where she could see her friends standing. From where
she was standing she could see Harry and Seamus laughing at something that Dean
had said and she could see that Ginny and Parvati were deep in
discussion over who knows what, probably some piece of hot gossip. Hermione
looked a little bit longer before making her appearance. She let out a bit of a
sigh when her gaze fell on Ron. She had to admit that he looked good tonight
but his conversation partner at the moment happened to be Lavender.

            Now for her part, Hermione was
over Ron. She had come to her senses at the end of last year and realized that
she had wasted enough time trying to get Ron’s attention. He had dated Lavender
and though they had split, she could tell that they were becoming closer again.
Hermione couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealously looking at the pair. It
was obvious that they were going to get back together. Why couldn’t she have
something like that?

            “Hermione!
It’s about time you got your butt down here!” shouted Ginny, walking towards
her friend.

            “Hey, sorry I’m late, I ran
into Malfoy so I let him know that we are going to the club,” replied Hermione.
Ginny raised her eyebrows suggestively at her statement.

            “To let him know that I’ll be
there,” muttered Hermione, her cheeks taking on a rosy hue. Ginny broke out
into a full grin.

            “Incase he needs me for Head
business!” Hermione all but shouted the last part.

            “Okay Hermione, whatever you
say,” Ginny said in a knowing voice, “lets go the night is young!” Ginny
shouted the last part as they walked over to where the others were standing.

            “All ready then you guys?”
Hermione asked.

            “Wow Mione you look great,”
said Ron, earning him a disapproving look from Lavender.

            Hermione smiled tactfully
while smirking on the inside at Lavender’s jealous display.

            “Thanks Ron,” she said warmly
but quickly posed a question at Lavender before the other girl Avada’d her with a glare.

“That’s a great necklace Lav
where’d you get it from?” Hermione asked her old suite mate knowing it would
placate her friend’s nature.

            Lavender began chatting excitably
about how she found the necklace at a new boutique in Diagon Alley before
school started. Hermione turned to Ginny who covertly mouthed ‘you asked for
it’ as the group headed out into the crisp fall air and down into Hogsmeade.

            Draco made
it back into the Slytherin common room and ungracefully dropped down onto the
couch next to Crabbe and Goyle who were playing a game of Exploding Snap.

“Oy mate,
what’s going on? You look tense,” came the voice of
Blaise from behind Draco.

            “Nothing,
well I just ran into Granger. She was on her way to Hogsmeade to that club with
her friends,” Draco replied in a slightly melancholy voice.

            Blaise
arched one of his perfectly shaped eyebrows in mock questioning at his friend
statement. Blaise had figured out early on in the year that Draco had some sort
of ‘crush’ on the Head Girl though he had yet to let on that he knew anything.

            “So, what do you want to do
tonight?” Blaise asked trying to change the subject.

            “I dunno,
everyone is out and about in town, I’m supposed to stay here since Granger is
out for the night. We could play a game, stalk the castle, read?” Draco trailed
off; he knew as well as Blaise that there wasn’t anything worthwhile to do when
everyone was out.

            “Why don’t we go into to
town?” Asked Blaise innocently as Draco’s face began to smirk.

            “I’ll get my cloak.”

                                                ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            Hermione and her friends
anxiously waited in line outside of the Horntail to have their ids and wands
checked. They could hear the pounding bass of the music through the walls and
everyone was looking excited as they neared the beginning of the line.

            “Wand and id please,” said the
burly man standing at the door of the club. He gave Hermione a once over before
handing her a ticket for her wand and letting her into the club.

            Hermione
could feel her eyes dilating and contracting with the lights that were flashing
in the club and she could tell that tonight was going to be different.

            “This is so cool,” squealed
Ginny from beside Hermione, “look over there!” Hermione looked to where Ginny
was pointing. High above the dance floor there were two statues of Horntail
dragons looking over the dance floor that would breathe fire every now and
then.

            “It’s about time you lot got
here,” came the twin voices of Fred and George, “we
have a table over there.”

            The group
made their way over to the table where the twins had already taken the liberty
of having a round of drinks sent over.

            “Cheers!”

                                                ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            Draco was glad that Blaise has
suggested that they head into town. There wasn’t anything happening back at the
castle that the prefects couldn’t handle so he wasn’t really that worried,
instead he was thinking about Hermione and how she looked tonight.

            ‘God she looked hot,’ he thought to
himself. She was wearing long dark muggle jeans and some sort of strappy high heel that made her almost as tall as him. Her
black tank top was accented by designs of silver beading which was how he
noticed her in the hall earlier when they caught the light. She was even
wearing make-up, Hermione hardly ever wore make-up. ‘Not that she really needs it,’ Draco reminded himself. She had a
natural beauty that Draco had found himself increasingly drawn to over these
past few months.

            “Draco”

            He heard his name coming from Blaise
and it brought him out of his wandering.

            “Uh, yeah here you go,” he
said to the man at the door, giving him his wand. Draco only felt mildly uneasy
without his wand, knowing that everyone else inside was without theirs as well.

            Draco wasn’t sure what to
expect when he got inside of the club. The entire club seemed to have been lit
with red lighting, though there were torched lining the walls around the tables
giving off a bit of yellow light. The temperature was very warm and Draco was
glad that he dressed on the light side of things.

            “Hello ladies,” he said to a
couple of girls in passing, pleased that they giggled and scurried off to join
the rest of their friends.

            “I think its time for a drink
Blaise,” Draco said as they made their way to the bar.

                                                ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            Hermione was having a good
time and was mentally cursing herself for being nervous earlier in the evening.
She had danced with Dean and Seamus and of course the twins among others and
was now currently dancing with Harry while Ginny looked on from the table where
she was talking to a Ravenclaw girl from her year.

            “Harry why
haven’t you asked Ginny to dance yet?”

            “I don’t know Hermione,” he
mumbled, “I don’t think that she feels the same way about me anymore.”

            Hermione gave him a look that
clearly stated that he was full of bullshit.

            “You and I both know that
isn’t true, so what are you afraid of?” she questioned him.

            “I just don’t think that
things are ever going to be the way they were that’s all I guess and I just
want to hold on to the good memories.”

            “Harry you never know until
you try, build a future not a past.” She said as she smiled at him, swatting
him on the bum.

            “Go ask her to dance.”

            “You win Mione,” he said as he
turned and walked towards Ginny.

                                                ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            Draco had
been watching Hermione for the better part of an hour dance with several people
before Blaise came over to him slightly out of breath from dancing with a
rather attractive blonde Ravenclaw.

            “Man, you’ve been standing there
since we got here, grab a girl, dance, do something!”

            “I am doing something!” Draco
said petulantly shaking his glass of in front of Blaise.

            “Ask her to dance.” Blaise
said point blank.

            “What? Who?”
Draco said slightly unsettled.

            “Granger.”

            “What makes you think that I
want to dance with her?” Draco challenged.

            “Because that’s who you’ve
been staring at all night, not to mention I’ve noticed the way you are when you
are around her.”

            Draco looked like he was about
to retort Blaise’s statement when Blaise put his hand
up to stop him.

            “Look Drake, you can stop the
bullshit act, I know, I’ve seen you look at her. It’s okay. The War’s over what
are you afraid of? Blood? No one cares about that
anymore. Your father? He’s gone and you’re free to do
what you want, live your life the way you want to on your own terms!”

            Draco
looked over his usually calm mannered friend as a ghost of a smirk came over
his face.

            “Your right,” Draco said as he
downed the last of his Firewhisky in one gulp
slamming the glass down on the bar.

            “Excuse me,” he said as he
pushed passed a smiling Blaise.

                                                ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            Hermione was sitting at the
booth playing with the swizzle stick in her glass. This was why she disliked
coming out with all of her friends. Sure she was really having a good time, but
it was the point in the night where everyone was well into their cups and began
to subconsciously pair off. Lavender and Ron were making out in some dark
corner off the dance floor; Harry and Ginny were pressed so close that not even
light could get through them. Seamus and Dean both had found girls to dance
with and the twins had some witch sandwiched in between themselves. Hermione
felt a bit of jealously flare up within her. Suddenly there was a shadow being
cast over her.

            “May I have this dance?”

            Hermione looked up and saw
Draco standing over her.

            “Malfoy, you’re supposed to be
at the castle! What about the students?”

            Draco smiled at her; he loved
it when she was worked up. Even with the darkened lighting, he could still tell
that her cheeks were flushed.

            “Granger relax, you and I both
know that the prefects can handle it if something goes wrong.”

            “That still doesn’t explain
you eschewing your Head duties,” she shot back at him.

            “I already
told you, I want to dance…with you”

            Hermione gasped and started to
say something when Draco reached down and took her hand leading her to the
dance floor.

            The DJ was
playing a slow song and he pulled her close to his body relishing the feel of
her arms around his neck and the soft feel of the material that he was playing
with around her waist.

            “Draco, I …” Hermione started
to say something before closing her mouth and resting her head against his
chest. Draco smiled at her gesture and pulled her tighter against his body
smirking when he heard her release a small gasp.

            The tempo of the music began
to pick up and Draco wasn’t willing to let her go. Instead he spun her around
pulling her flush against him as they begun to dance and move against each
other.



            Hermione’s
head was spinning. She was dancing provocatively with Draco in public where
anyone could see them and she didn’t care in the least! It was like they were
meant to be together. When he was in front of her at the table she was able to
get a good look at him and she decided that she liked what she saw. He forwent
his normal expensive attire for a sexy pair of denim jeans with a black button
down shit with a white t-shirt underneath. He had his sleeves rolled up to his
elbows which revealed his muscled forearms, arms that were currently wrapped
around her waist. When they were dancing before she wanted to say something,
that what they were doing was wrong but that would have been a lie. Instead she
chose to lay her head on his shoulder and give into the moment.

            Hermione allowed herself to
smile at her current situation. Looking up she saw Draco’s friend Blaise
looking up from the bar at her and Draco, who was nuzzling her neck. A moment
of panic washed over her until Blaise raised his glass at her and smiled before
turning back to the girl he was talking to. Hermione took Blaise’s
gesture as a sign and turned around in Draco’s arms to face him.

            Draco looked down
questioningly at Hermione before she did something completely surprising to
both of them; she kissed him.

                                                ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            Ginny was in heaven. Harry had
asked her to dance after he admitted that Hermione had made him and they hadn’t
been apart since. She felt a little guilty when she thought about her best
friend. She knew that Hermione was a bit lonely at times, especially since she
knew that she had a thing for Ron and now that he was back with Lavender, but
she also knew something that Hermione didn’t know or realize yet; that she had
a crush on Malfoy. Ginny had seen them together on many occasions throughout
the summer and into the school year and they were perfect for each other. Ginny
wondered if either of them would ever notice it. A gasp from Harry pulled her
from her thoughts.

            “Harry what is it?”

            Harry spun
her around and pointed to a couple that was kissing in the middle of the dance
floor. Ginny saw nothing wrong with it when the couple broke apart and she saw that
it was Malfoy and Hermione, she smiled. Harry pulled away from her and started
to make his way over to the pair when a hand on his arm from Ginny stopped him.

            “Harry, let them be”

            “Gin, you
can’t be serious, it’s Malfoy!” he began to whine.

            “Harry, look at them, look at
Hermione, she looks happy. Tell me you didn’t see this coming?”

            Harry looked down at Ginny and
knew that she was right. He had noticed that Malfoy and Hermione had become
close enough to become friends over the summer and that there was always an
underlying tension to their relationship, one that Harry tried hard to push to
the back of his mind.

            “They deserve this,” he heard
Ginny say. Harry couldn’t deny what she said wasn’t true. The both deserved to
be happy.

            “You’re right Gin, so do we,”
Harry said as he pulled Ginny back into his arms for a kiss.

                                                ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            “Draco, I want to go back to
the castle.”

            His mind was spinning at the
implications of what Hermione had just said. He was aroused from the minute
that he saw her on the dance floor and was sure that she could feel that he was
hard when she ground her arse against him when they were dancing, but what she
just said sent the blood flowing directly down to his cock.

            Hermione could tell that she
just flustered him with her statement and she smiled seductively at him. She
could tell that he wanted her, and Merlin did she want him in return. When he
asked her to dance it was like all those feelings that she had been suppressing
about him came rushing to the surface. It was already 100 degrees in the club
but from the moment that he pulled her against his hard body she felt like she
was in danger of combusting at any moment as if one touch from him could send
her over the edge.

            “Draco?”

            Draco suppressed the very
pornographic thoughts he was having at the moment and kissed Hermione hard. He
could feel her knees buckle slightly from the force of his kiss and pulled
back, flashing smile at her as he grabbed her hand and pulled towards the
entrance of the club. They stopped briefly to collect their wands and jackets
before making their way back to the castle.

            Their quick trip back to the
castle was punctuated by random kisses and experimental touching and before
they knew it they had found themselves back at the front door of the castle. Pausing
to look for anyone in the entrance hall Draco took her hand and led them
towards their dorm. Once inside the portrait, Draco swung Hermione around and
began to kiss her in earnest while her hands intertwined themselves in his
hair, pulling him closer.

            Hermione couldn’t get close
enough to Draco! His leg had made its way in between hers and she wondered when
she began to ride his leg searching for her release. Draco was playing havoc on
her senses. He was kissing her hard while one hand was caressing her side
beneath her shirt and the other was stroking the column of her neck. Suddenly
he broke off the kiss and she looked at him questioningly.

            “My room,” was all he said as
he took her by the hand and led her to his room.

            Hermione quickly looked around
the room expecting to find, well she wasn’t sure really, chains and whips
perhaps? The thought made her shudder not really in repulsion but rather with
slight anticipation. His room was definitely masculine, but was done in cream
and navy, and as expected, everything looked expensive, but that was the
furthest thing on her mind at the moment.

            Draco had noticed that
Hermione was looking around his with a bit of trepidation, hoping that this was
still what she wanted, he silently cast a spell to see what she was thinking at
that moment. ‘Whips and chains? That’s
interesting,’ he chuckled to himself filing that information away for
future use. When he turned his gaze back to Hermione there was no mistaking the
hungry stare that she was giving him. In a few short strides he was closing the
gap between them, intent on finishing what they had started.

            Hermione was the first one to
react after he began kissing her. She began undoing the buttons on his shirt
and quickly the shirt found its way into a pile on the floor. The pile on the
floor grew when she stripped him of the white t-shirt he was wearing.

            ‘Oh Merlin is he good looking,’ she thought to herself as she ran
her hands over Draco’s chiseled chest, stopping to tease his flat nipples by
dragging her finger nails over them. She was rewarded by hearing Draco making
some sort of primal noise that sent heat straight to her core. Hermione began
to slide lower down Draco’s body until she was at eye level with the fly on his
jeans.

            Draco held his breath as he
watched Hermione slide down to her knees.

            ‘Oh Merlin,’ he gasped as she slowly lowered the fly of his jeans.
There was something about hearing the sound of his zipper being undone that
sent sparks through his cock and he could feel himself leaking into his shorts
as Hermione tugged his jeans down over his hips before feeling the cool air
brush over his skin when his boxers joined the rest of his clothing on the
floor.

            Draco’s eyes shot open and as
he felt the cool air of his bedroom being replaced by the hot heat of
Hermione’s mouth on his cock. He looked down at her and found her looking back
at him as she went down on him. Draco had to keep himself from cuming at the sight of Hermione looking up at him while his
cock moved in and out of her slick mouth. Her hand was stroking the back of
this legs and his arse while the other was playing with his balls. With each
sweep of her tongue on his sensitive member he could feel the tension in his
body reaching a steady incline until he was ready to explode in her mouth.

            ‘Mione, I’m going to cum’ was
what he wanted to say, “Mione, I’m ah agahhhh!” was
what he said instead as he grabbed the bed post as his climax overtook him
shooting his load into her mouth.

            Coming out
of his post orgasmic haze he looked down to see a very pleased looking Hermione
Granger licking the corners of her mouth. Realizing that she was still fully
dressed he decided that it was time to repay her ten fold.

            Hermione was relishing the
taste that was uniquely Draco Malfoy when she felt herself being pulled from
her position on the ground and tossed on the bed. She giggled and looked into
Draco’s eyes. He looked like he was going to devour her whole and she couldn’t
wait. With anticipation she began to pull off her shirt bra tossing them into
the pile with Draco’s clothes. She was about to undo her jeans when Draco’s
hand on hers stopped her.

            “Let me,” said Draco in
response to her questioning look. Hermione nodded and lay back as Draco began
kissing his way down her neck and between the valley
between her breasts. He let his tongue slide down the plane of her tummy before
dipping below the waistband of her jeans. Slowly he unbuttoned them and in one
pull he removed both her pants and underwear leaving her naked to Draco’s
appreciative gaze. She felt Draco position himself between her legs and she
spread them in anticipation as her body quivered with pent up desire. Hermione
let out a ragged sigh when she felt Draco’s tongue slide between her neither
lips and seek out her hot core before moving back up to her clit.

            Automatically she fisted
Draco’s hair between her hands and pulled him as close to her core as she could
get him. Draco smiled against her moist heat as he continued to lick and suck
her juices that were beginning to overflow. Glancing up he could see her play
with her breasts and it turned him on like no other. He had to put one hand on
her stomach as she arched up when he entered two fingers into her. She was
moaning and making incoherent sounds and it was like music to his ears. He
licked and sucked some more as he plunged a third finger in and out of her
before she began to tremble in earnest under his ministrations.

            Hermione coming apart in front
of him was the single most beautiful thing he had ever seen and he wanted her
from that moment on like he had wanted no other.

            As Hermione was coming back
down he positioned himself over her still trembling body and silently asked for
her permission. She nodded at him from under hooded eyes and he began to slide
his length into her.

            Hermione’s
eyes locked with his as he began to move inside of her feeling as if her heat
alone would be enough to set him on fire. He could feel Hermione’s legs moving
up his calves and thighs to wrap themselves around his waist so he could thrust
into her at a different angle. He wanted to go slow but feeling her arms stroke
his back and arse made him want to fuck her hard.

            Draco began to thrust into her
harder pulling her legs over his shoulder.

            “Yes Draco! Harder!”

            Draco was in heaven, he could
feel her walls begin to contract around his cock as he pounded into her watching
her breasts bounce back and forth from the force of his thrusts. Suddenly she
clutched his biceps as her orgasm took over and she shook under his weight,
arching into him. It was enough to send Draco over the edge and he groaned as
he felt the heat of his cum shoot from his balls into Hermione before
collapsing on top of her. Draco rolled to the side and pulled Hermione into his
embrace before they both fell asleep.

            Draco awoke to the most
delicious feeling of a hot mouth and warm hands playing with his cock.

            “I see you’re finally awake,”
Hermione said with a grin.

            “So this wasn’t just a dream,”
Draco said with one eye open and looking at Hermione.

            “Not if you don’t want it to
be,” she replied crawling up his body to kiss him.

            “I think I could get used to
this,” he said as he rolled on top of Hermione and sliding into her with one
motion.

                                                ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            Several members of the
Gryffindor table were looking slightly worse for wear that Saturday morning at
breakfast when the doors to the Great Hall opened and in came the Head Boy and
Girl. This in itself wouldn’t be anything out of the ordinary but today they
were holding hands and whispering to each other. At once everyone in the Hall
stopped what they were doing and all eyes were on the couple.

            “What the hell,” Draco sighed
as he brought his arms around Hermione to kiss her leaving her breathless. The
couple lost themselves in the kiss until the applause and cat calls brought
them out of themselves. Giving each other one last quick kiss they each made
their ways over to their respective tables and began their days, each with a
smile on their faces.
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