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52 Ways to Please Your Partner	By : emisloser Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 47044 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any profit from the writing of this story.

52 Ways to Please Your Partner

By: Eminite

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Ginny grinned as she shoved a small wrapped package toward Hermione. A tiny pink bow sat atop purple spotted paper and Hermione shook her head as she reached forward and grabbed it.

"I told you not to get me anything," Hermione complained, tearing the paper as she did so.

Ginny shrugged. "It's not a big deal. Just a little something from Balinda's." Hermione stopped opening the present and slowly lifted her gaze toward Ginny.

"Balinda's?" Hermione asked as Ginny giggled and nodded. "You mean that dirty sex store you tried to get me to go into last break?"

"Thats the one!" Ginny said, clapping her hands. After a few more moments of Hermione sitting with her mouth hung open, Ginny sighed. "Well, go on! Finish opening it!"

"What could I possibly use from that store?" Hermione asked, but finished opening it just the same. A small jeweled box fell into her lap and Hermione took a moment to make sure that no one else was present in the Gryffindor common room before slowly opening the lid.

Hermione peaked inside to see what looked like an old pack of playing cards. On the cover was a heart with a question mark inside of it. Hermione slowly lifted it out of the box and turned it over in her hand. On the back side she read:

You cannot hide your desires from the cards of love, nor you can you deny them once the game is set. The game doesn't finish until you do. You will soon find that your deepest desires are but a card flip away. Though be warned: once a card is drawn your body will no longer be your own...but your partners to please.

Hermione chuckled and shook her head. "And just who do you think I'll be playing this with?" she laughed, looking back up at Ginny.

"Oh I don't know..." Ginny tapped her chin. "A certain love-struck brother of mine, perhaps?" Hermione's eyes flew wide.

"Ew, Ginny, awkward!"

Ginny laughed. "How is that awkward?"

"I don't know, because he's your brother?"

"Oh get off it, Hermione," Ginny said. "You are one of only two blessed students in all of Hogwarts that gets their own room and instead of taking advantage of that, you spend all your time in the library or here with me! If I were you, I'd be shagging a different guy every night!" Hermione rolled her eyes and shook her head. She knew that was far from the truth. Ginny was so devoted to Harry that not even a god could steal her virginity away.

"Well thanks Ginny, it was real nice of you to get me a gift. Harry and Ron had barely grunted a 'congrats' between bites of their food when it was announced I'd be Head Girl."

Ginny sighed. "Yeah, they're pretty pathetic."

"Well, I'd better get going," Hermione said as she stood and stretched. "I want to get back to my room before Malfoy finishes up with Quidditch practice."

Ginny fell back against her chair with a girlish sigh. "Jeez, I still can't believe you get to share a common room with the hottest guy ever."

"Yeah, he's the hottest," Hermione said, grabbing her robe. "And the snottiest, the most conceded, the biggest piece of –"

" – Yeah but he's so hot!"

"He hasn't really said much to me since the school year started, thank Merlin," said Hermione, placing a hand on her hip.

"Well, it's only been a week," Ginny stood to walk Hermione out. "Hey I got an idea! Why don't you ask if he'll play a game of love cards with you?"

Hermione stopped dead in her tracks and nearly choked. "Are you kidding me?"

Ginny fought to keep a straight face for a moment but laughter quickly burst from her lips as she slapped her knee. "Of course I am!" Hermione breathed in deeply and shook her head.

"Not funny," she said.

Ginny rolled her eyes. "It was a little funny." She followed Hermione to the portrait door and watched as she walked outside.

"Hey!" Ginny called after her as Hermione began to walk down the hall. "Do you ever get to see him in his knickers?" Hermione chose not to answer as she raised a hand and waved goodbye.

Hermione entered through the portrait door and into her common room. It was pretty large for only two people - larger than their house common rooms in fact.

Two arm chairs sat in front of a towering fireplace that was nearly always lit. The walls were a dark red and the floors were stone. On either side of the room sat an enormous desk with an unlimited supply of quills and parchment, and upon each were stacked their school books. Though there had not yet been a time where both she and Malfoy shared the common room at the same time, they both used it frequently and for two very different reasons.

In the last week, Malfoy had come to make the space that they shared as a sort of "hangout" for he and his two bumbling companions. There had even been a time where Hermione could swear she heard a female voice from his bedroom. She wouldn't have been surprised. Malfoy was infamous throughout the school as being a player of sorts. It was odd that she hadn't actually seen him with a girl yet.

After dropping her shoulder bag to the ground, Hermione drug her feet to the arm chair on the left, which was the one she had adopted as her own. She closed her eyes and sighed as she felt the warmth of the fire spread over her body, warming her hands and face. Something jabbing her in the side caused her to groan and reach into her pocket. She pulled out the small deck of cards and giggled to herself as she opened the deck and tipped them out onto her hand.

Hermione grabbed the card on the top of the deck and flipped it over to see a picture of a man passionately kissing a woman. She felt her cheeks burn as she scanned over the way that their bodies seemed welded together. With one hand he stroked her cheek and with the other he held her head in place. Hermione couldn't understand why... running away appeared to be the last thing on the woman's mind.

Hermione laughed bitterly to herself and threw the card down on the coffee table in front of her. "Yeah right," she muttered as she stood and stretched. She was about to make her way up stairs when the portrait door opened and in walked Draco Malfoy.

His shoulders were hunched and his white-blond hair was pulled back into a low pony tail, though a few strands had fallen loose and hung around his face and neck. He was wearing his dirty Quidditch uniform - a tight leather outfit that caused all the girls to drool. He grunted as he pulled his shirt up over his head and threw it to the chair beside him. Hermione couldn't help but blush at the way the firelight casted deep shadows over his muscular and still sweaty chest. She cleared her throat loudly and Malfoy's gaze flew up to meet her own.

"What do you want?" he grunted as he plopped down in the arm chair to the right and closed his eyes.

"Uh," Hermione searched her mind. "How was your day?"

Draco turned and faced her, disgust written over his features. "Why do you want to know?" he asked.

Hermione sighed and placed a hand on her hip. "Because we share the same common room and I just thought –"

"– You thought wrong," he said, turning and closing his eyes once more. Hermione signed and turned to walk the stairs to her bedroom.

"You seemed to of left something behind, Granger," came Draco's voice, humor laced through his tone. Hermione gasped and flew around to see Draco reach forward, grab a card from the table, and flip it over.

"Malfoy, NO!"

But it was too late. A smirk formed on his face as he turned toward Hermione and raised an eyebrow.

"I believe you'd need two people to play this game," he said. "And who in their right mind would want to touch a dirty, prissy, twit like..." the smirk fell from his face. Very slowly his gaze traveled back down toward the card on the table. He seemed to study it for a moment before he lifted his head to stare at Hermione, a look of horror plastered over his features.

"What did you do?" he asked slowly, pronouncing every word with deadly intent. Hermione gulped and closed her eyes. She tried to slow her breathing as the strangest feeling began to curl around her body.

Starting at her toes, swirling around her lower stomach and fogging her normally focused mind, Hermione lifted a hand to her wildly beating heart and gasped. Her body felt aflame and her breath came out in short puffs of air. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to understand this strange sensation that had so abruptly come over her body.

But behind her closed eyes she could see only one image... the image of stripping down completely naked in front of Draco Malfoy.

As ridiculous as that sounded, it was true. The only thing keeping her from slowly peeling off every piece of clothing was the demanding voice of reason in the back of her mind. But the force in her body vibrated through her, the image of stripping while Draco stood silently watching, pulsed through every part of her.

"Granger..." Draco growled out. Hermione opened her eyes and stared down at him. He was breathing heavily, his sweaty chest rising and falling and she suddenly found that she couldn't take her eyes off of him. "For fucks sake, what did you do!" he yelled.

"I didn't do anything!" she yelled back. "I TOLD you not to flip that card over, but you didn't listen to me!" Draco was staring at her with a look of pure hatred. But underneath that, Hermione was shocked to see an un-disguisable fog of lust.

"Dammit!" he snapped, standing suddenly and making his way toward the stairs that led to his bedroom. "Find a way to fix this," he demanded, pointing a finger in her direction. "I'd rather die than touch a disgusting mudblood like you." And with that he walked the stairs and slammed his bedroom door shut.

Hermione whimpered and rubbed a hand over her face. She glanced down at the table to see the card that Malfoy picked laying on top - it was of a woman standing naked, a pile of clothes at her feet.
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