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Sneaking Suspicion	By : DragonsLore Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 11787 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Sneaking Suspicion
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Well, I've had this idea plotting in my head for so long I finally decided just to write it down and see what it read like. I thought it was pretty good, so here it is... My first one-shot.
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Draco could feel the sweat drop trickle down his back as he walked through the halls. Practice had gone well and he was pleased with the team this year. ‘Can’t wait till Potter falls off his broom and on his arse in front of the entire school like the moron he is.’
Anyone near would have heard the crack of Draco’s cloak as it billowed out behind, but the halls were empty, it was nearly 11 at night and curfew was at 9, the only reason why he was able to keep his team out this late was because he was Head Boy and having Professor Snape as a Godfather and Head of Slytherin House had its perks.
Rounding the corner Draco stopped in front of a portrait of a slumbering maiden, “Purity” he called loudly at the maiden, startling her awake.
Mumbling, she opened to reveal a large and warm common room. There was a fire crackling in the hearth cheerily, lighting the room with a soft glow.
Draco strolled in, the portrait closing behind him. He immediately scanned the room for that filthy Mudblood. ‘Probably off in her precious library.’
Draco tugged at a string around his neck and his cloak fell to the floor behind him, walking over to the sofa he toed off his boots and un-tucked his shirt. He drew it off before falling back onto the sofa with a sigh and closing his eyes and began to relax, letting the tension ease from his body.
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Hermione dropped the dark strand of hair into the bubbling mud-like potion, watching it as it melted. Taking a deep breath she took gulp, it hit her tongue and she worked it back as fast as she could, feeling it ooze down her throat. “Kk-ack! Disgusting!” She then quickly downed the rest and slammed the glass onto the counter. Eyes watering, she looked up into the mirror in front of her and waited.
A small bubble began to form on her right cheek, then another, and another and another until her face was covered in bubbles growing a shrink and growing again, like a pot of boiling water; her face was boiling. Hermione looked at her hands, they too were boiling, so were her arms, and her legs and her stomach, her whole body was boiling. Then just as it started, it stopped.
Taking a deep breath and slowing releasing it Hermione looked back into the mirror and into the face of Pansy Parkinson.
She had lost about 6 inches of height, her hair had shortened to shoulder-length and straightened as well as turned black, her eyes were no longer warm chocolate shot through with amber but black. Her mouth had drawn in and become slightly pinched as well as reddened. She looked down, the Gryffindor robe hung loosely. Untying, unhooking and unzipping rapidly Hermione stripped to bare skin and looked at herself. Her waist was small, her hips narrow, and her breast were positively tiny with dark tiny nipples to match. Skinny twigs of arms and legs stuck off her body and were anything but appealing.
Hermione turned and looked into the open stall behind her, and there slumped against the toilet was the real girl that she was pretending to be. Pansy was out cold and would stay that way for the next few hours.
Quickly Hermione striped her of her clothing and put it on, Slytherin green and silver plaid skirt, sweater, socks, shoes, and robes, lastly followed by the prefect badge that had a serpent embossed on the surface.
Hermione turned for one final overview and studied herself carefully, making faces and speaking. “Perfect. Well Parkinson,” Hermione looked over her shoulder, “I hope that everything out of your mouth isn’t a lie.”
Gathering up her clothing and cleaning up whatever mess she had made Hermione closed and locked the stall leaving Pansy in nothing but brassier and thong for someone else to find. Pulling the Marauder’s Map from her bag Hermione studied the floors she had to walk through.
There were some prefects walking around on the sixth floor that could be easily avoided, other than them she had a clear shot to her destination. Packing everything into the bag she slung it over her shoulder and left the girl’s bathroom behind her.
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Hermione rounded the last corner and paused outside the portrait of a slumbering maiden. “Purity,” she called out loudly, and once again the maiden was startled awake.
The maiden looked questioningly to the black-haired girl before her only to have an eyebrow raise at her. The portrait swung open and admitted entrance.
Hermione stepped into her common room and quietly placed the bag behind a bust of another maiden, before continuing into the room.
A fire crackled merrily and let off a light glow, outlining shapes in the room. It only took her a moment to see him. Draco was asleep on the sofa directly in front of the fire, ‘Perfect’ she thought.
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Draco groaned approvingly as a wet mouth pressed kisses onto his neck, and soon a body found its way into his lap, straddling him, palms were smoothing down his chest and fingers tracing his muscles. He reached forward and grabbed a hold of the wrist of the person gently grinding their hips into his and opened his eyes.
Pansy. She ran her tongue over her bottom lip before catching it in her teeth gently and gave him a small smirk and a sultry look.
Without further complaint Draco grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her in for a hard kiss. Her lips parted slightly under the pressure and he immediately took advantage and plunged his tongue into her mouth.
Her hands moved over his shoulders and down his back slightly before coming back up and repeating, gently massaging any remaining tension from him, all the while grinding her hips into his.
Draco broke the kiss and grabbed her tie, loosening it and tugging it off, then taking hold of the collar of her white button-up he ripped it straight down the middle sending her buttons flying.
‘No bra, what a surprise.’ Draco thought sarcastically.
Pinching a nipple with his thumb and finger Draco moved in and nipped at the base of her neck with his teeth, leaving tiny bite marks in his wake as he moved down to her other breast. He sucked the nipple into his mouth and tugged hard, smirking at her gasp of pleasure.
Suddenly her hands were at his belt, working the clasp, then the button of his trousers. Her hips moved back slightly to allow her hand room to unzip his pants. His arousal was already bulging, seeking to be free of its confines. Her hand reached into the opening and grasped his cock slowing pulling it out, brushing it up against the cotton of her skirt that was pressed intimately against her curls. Her moan echoed in his ears.
Draco reached for her hips and began pulling her skirt up causing friction against his aching cock. Relief, blessed relief, she wasn’t wearing anything under the skirt either and the tip of his penis was already pressing into her dark curls. He could feel how wet she was for him already.
Pansy rested her head on his shoulder, breathing heavily as she slowly began moving her hips again. Forward, gasp, back, sigh, forward, gasp, back, sigh. Her tongue came out and flicked at the base of his neck before her lips locked on and began gently sucking. He could feel each movement she made, his penis was stroking her clit and making her go wild, she was getting wetter with each stroke.
Draco ran his hands up her thighs and locked his fingers on her hips, controlling her movement, holding her still when she wanted to move and moving her when she wanted to paused, teasing her.
Her lips broke from his neck as she whimpered in frustration. “Move, damn you!” It was a breathless demand as she fought his hands, groaning and growling with each movement, not able to do much of anything. “Please,” she whimpered, throwing her head back and gripping his shoulders again.
‘God that would be so damn sexy if she had longer, wilder hair.’ Draco groaned in need. ‘Damn her, she has the moves to make me burst at a touch but her looks are just to damned distracting!’ With a growl of his own Draco closed his eyes and plunged into the willing woman on top of him.
Her gasp was loud and her muscles clenched him tightly, her body strained, pushing her small breast forward into his face, and she froze; froze for a full ten seconds, leaving Draco looking at her in thought, ‘It’s as though this is a new feeling for her.’ Suspicion blossomed in his mind.
Flipping her over onto her back on the sofa Draco pulled himself out to the very tip, making her gasp again at the empty feeling and open her eyes to stare at him in shock, her mouth opening slightly. Before she could speak he pushed back into her wet opening, forcing a deep moan out of those parted lips. Repeating the action again and again, so slowly she was soon again growling out her frustration at him.
“Harder… Please… Oh God, DRACO!... Ahhh… Yes, please, again… Again…” Her moans and pleas grew louder and louder as he began to submit to her. He could feel her muscles tightening around him, and he knew she was close, so close her eyes rolled back and she shut her eyes tightly and her mouth opened in a silent scream, she sucked in a breath and this time couldn’t hold back her scream. Draco covered her mouth with his and swallowed her scream, pumping into her harder and harder, riding out her orgasm as long as he could before jetting out his stream into her welcoming passage.
He collapsed on top of her and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck and sucked gently, leaving a small purplish-red mark behind. Leaning back, he looked into her face. She was panting hard; he could feel her heart beating hard against his chest as his beat back in rhythm. Her body had a thin sheen of sweat covering every inch. Her eyes were closed and he could tell that she wasn’t going to be opening them again anytime soon. Her body was spent and she was ready to relax into the arms of Morpheus.
Draco gently let go of her and leaned back, studying her intently.
‘So Pansy, what in the world make you react like this? Normally you are greedy and needy to the point that sex isn’t actually possible, you whine so much that I can’t get it up, and yet here you were perfectly content and relaxed as to let me do as a wished. That’s not you. So… Who is this person? And how…? Poly-juice potion is likely but that takes brains. Hmmm… Any of the Slytherin girls wouldn’t have needed to go this far to get me. None of the Gryffindor girls would have been interested, save a few but they wouldn’t have actually done this. Hufflepuff was just too stupid, leaving Ravenclaw, the house of brains, but little beauty. Hmmm… Who in Ravenclaw would actually go this far to get me? Lisa Turpin? No, she was too damned... Ick! God I hope it’s not her! …Mandy Brocklehurst? She was definitely better looking and did have the brains, it’s possible, but again not likely.’ Draco sighed and pulled away from the now sleeping girl. ‘Or I could just keep her comfortable and asleep until the potion wears off.’ Draco smirked, “Perfect.” He whispered softly.
Getting up quietly Draco retrieved a throw cover from one of the chairs and gently laid it over the slumbering woman. Turning he gathered up all of his clothing and redressed before settling down to await the end of the hour.
His eyes were drifting again as he stared intently at the woman with gangly limbs and short black hair. She wasn’t nearly as pretty as some of the other girls here at Hogwarts. Maybe if she had softer hair, long, more… brown, maybe with some curls… Draco’s eyes snapped open and he stared in shock, there slumbering on the sofa was none other than Hermione Fucking Granger!
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Well there it was, not that long I know, but maybe if it went over well I'll continue it a little longer Yeah? Let me know- Did you love it? Did you hate it? Is there much wrong with it? Good and bad- Please Review, Thankx!
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