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Imperio	By : ThreeFrenchHens Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 9123 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Oh my god, can you stop doing that?” Hermione asked irritably.
“Doing what, Granger?” Draco replied lazily.
Hermione just glared. Draco smirked and waited a moment to falsely placate her before resuming his annoying whistling. The death glare that the Head Girl shot him almost made him grin in the middle of his rendition of “Blue Danube.” Hermione stalked ahead of the Head Boy, muttering angrily to herself about jumped up ferrets who can’t just patrol in peace and quiet. Honestly, at the beginning of the year he had wondered how long it would be before they both ended up cursing each other silly, but patrolling with her had ended up being the best part of his week. She was just so fun to irritate.
“Not a fan of Strauss, Granger? Should I switch to something more your style?” Ignore him, she told herself. Ignore him, ignore him, ignore him. “Maybe something to match your blood?” Ignore him, ignore him, ignore him. “Ridin’ Dirty? Dirty Diana? Well, really any Muggle song will do, since that’s basically what you are….”
Hermione whipped around and pointed her wand directly at his throat. “God, Malfoy, do you never bloody shut up?” she whispered viciously. Draco raised his arms in surrender, simultaneously narrowing his eyes. His wand was still in his pocket and she had the advantage; that wand was no joke.
“It’s not my fault I’m forced to reside in your company every week, Granger. Really, I can’t be to blame.”
Hermione closed her eyes in frustration. “Can’t we get through just one patrol in civil silence?” At that very moment, a suspicious sounding thump came from the classroom right beside them.
Both of their heads swiveled to look. Hermione lit her wand wordlessly as Malfoy drew his. “Probably just some stupid sixth years snogging,” she muttered, but she looked uncomfortable. The war had had that effect on most people, though especially the stupid Gryffindor Trio.
Malfoy sighed. “Fine, I’ll go first.” May as well get this over with. He opened the door and took a step in, then felt an odd floating sensation. Have I been cursed? he thought idly. He continued into the room with Hermione following, her wand pointed at his back after her wordless Imperius curse.
As she shut the door behind her it was her turn to smirk. She lowered her wand, keeping the curse going. Then Hermione, brimming with confidence in the moonlight, sashayed slowly up to the blank-looking Draco Malfoy.
As her face got within inches of his, she beckoned him with her mind. And then his lips were on hers and she sank into his kiss, because it was exactly right. He read what she wanted as soon as she knew it herself, deepening the kiss and moving his hands up and down her back, slipping under her shirt, gripping her hungrily. Hermione moaned softly as his lips left hers to trail kisses up and down her jaw and neck and right by her ear, setting her nether regions on fire. She could feel the heat pooling in her core as his hands made quick work of her shirt and bra, and she undressed him in turn to feel his hot, blazing skin on hers.
Draco moved his mouth down to her breasts, kissing and biting and sucking as his fingers removed her soaking knickers from underneath her skirt. He teased her moist lips, swirling his fingers closer and closer but never quite where she needed it, because she wanted to be teased. No un-Imperiused man had ever been able to give her what she needed, had ever been able to do everything at once without being overcome by his own desires. But Draco Malfoy was making her mewl with pleasure and desire, teasing her in the most delicious way possible.
And then with one unspoken command from her he was laying down on the teacher’s desk and positioning Hermione’s dripping slit above his own face. And her moans became guttural as she vocally expressed that unparalleled pleasure of his tongue doing exactly what she wanted, dipping in and out of her folds and circling her clit and always swirling with wetness and her own juices. It was all Hermione could do to keep ahold of the glorious curse which was giving her so much pleasure.
Draco slowly built up the pace and then added first one and then a second finger to his ministrations, curling his digits inward to hit that special spot that made her almost scream in pleasure as his tongue continued to lap around her clit. And then everything was faster and more powerful and hitting just the right places at just the right time and she was hurtling into oblivion and bucking against Draco’s face with a cry, one of his hands still gripping her ass hard enough to leave a print. Goody Two-Shoes Gryffindor Princess rode out her orgasm as Draco continued to lap at her folds, covering his face in the sticky-sweetness of Hermione Granger’s private parts.
Panting hard, she climbed off, her legs wobbling a bit as she got her feet back under her. She Scourgify’d the both of them and magicked their clothes back on, with Draco looking on with the same blank stare. Hermione smirked as she saw the huge bulge he sported. Nice to know how he felt about it. Then, with some more wordless magic...
Draco Malfoy blinked hard. Had he zoned out or something? He was in an empty classroom, wand out, looking around. Then Granger called from behind him, outside the door, “Malfoy? Is anyone there?”
“No, it’s empty,” he responded gruffly. He felt like he had lost track of time for a second, which was weird. Not as weird as the random erection he seemed to have gotten. Dumbledore’s hairy ass, Dumbledore’s hairy ass, he thought to himself in order to calm down. Then he left the room.
“Ghost or something maybe. Let’s get going,” he told Hermione before striding off down the corridor, frowning to himself. Since he was in front he missed the smirk on Hermione’s face, and the extra bounce in her step. Patrolling had become such a great stress reliever. Can’t wait for next week, she thought to herself with a grin.
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