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Hermione and Draco alone in the Library	By : 2CRsgt Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 7959 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: JKR's Harry Potter and Friends, are not mine, I'm just having fun making some of her characters do what I want. I am not being paid for any of this.

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Hermione and Draco alone in the Library
By 2CRsgt
Disclaimer - JKR's Harry Potter and Friends, not mine, I'm just having fun making some of her characters do what I want. I am not being paid for any of this.
A/N: Another unfinished story I found on my old hard drive. Now finished and ready to be posted.
AA/N: One thing I've noticed. If a Harry Potter story mentions Blood Status (Pureblood, Halfblood etc) and 75% do. It's racist.
Hermione Granger – 17
Draco Malfoy – 16
Saturday, 30 November 1996
Hogwarts Library
Hermione sat ‘her’ table in the library. The library had never been completely empty before. Even Madam Pince, the school librarian was off doing something. Hermione thought it was a sign how much Madam Pince trusted Hermione that she was left unsupervised. She was startled when the chair next to her scraped. Hermione thought she was the only one in the library. Everyone else was at the stupid quidditch game. Of all people Draco Malfoy sat next to her. In an empty library with dozens of empty chairs he had to sit next to her. This ruined her private time plans. No way could Hermione finger herself with Malfoy sitting next to her. She pulled her hand out of her undies and primly rehooked the front of her Hogwarts robe. Draco’s smirk always annoyed Hermione. Had he seen?
She was in the library because she had no interest in the quidditch game between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff which made now a perfect time to try for an orgasm in her favorite place. Damn Draco!
Hermione was wary; Draco was sitting next to her and had yet to insult her. Just that smirk. This was unusual; normally he couldn’t wait to insult her with his pureblood drivel. The way Draco Malfoy stared at her, he had that look, one she was used to, when Harry or the Weasleys looked at her like that she knew what it meant. Hermione heard from her dormmates’ gossip Draco shamelessly took advantage of any girl he could catch alone and she was alone with Malfoy in the empty library. Hermione resolved that she would not become another bedpost notch, however, Hermione was surprised the thought of letting Draco shag her made her wet. She was here in the library to relieve her frustration. None of ‘her boys’ were here. They were all at that Merlin be damned quidditch game.
Hermione gave Draco a second thought and it was not as awful as she first thought. He had the right equipment and was bound to be thicker than her finger. She was horny to begin with, the way Draco stared at her he had the look of a predator, a hunter and she was the prey.
Hermione rubbed her thighs together at the thought of forbidden sex, a Gryffindor and a Slytherin. This could be good, her thoughts became heated when she felt Malfoy’s hand slide over her leg and lightly scratch her lap over her robe. That made her squirm in her seat. He still had that damn smirk. She had needs and Malfoy interrupted her private fun time. He would pay for that. But how? She would have to think about that. In the meantime Hermione felt Draco’s hand press down on her clothes covered pubic hair by feel. On impulse with a deft hidden movement Hermione opened her robe out of sight under the table.
Draco did not know Hermione just opened her robe. However, his questing fingers did let him know there was an opening. No slow to take advantage of the opening Draco’s hand was under her robe and opened Hermione’s skirt with expert ease. Considering Draco’s reputation Hermione expected no less.
Draco’s, “You’ll do.” Bothered Hermione, he was so full of himself.
‘First things first,’ Hermione thought. Because he interrupted her personal fun time Hermione wanted Draco to get her off. She waited patiently until Draco’s hand was finally under her knickers. Hermione guessed he was going slow as if she wouldn’t know, ‘Honestly, did he think she, or any girl, are that stupid? He’s lucky I’m going to let him in.’
Draco had that damnable smirk again as if he was sneaky and clever. Hermione slowly spread her legs wide when Draco spread his fingers as if he could force her legs wide with only his fingers. What? Did Draco think Hermione didn’t know what he was doing?
Time to play act like a helpless virgin bimbo, “Uh… no Malf… Uh… Draco.” Once Draco had some fingers in her Hermione clamped her thighs close trapping Draco’s fingers in place and looked at him with doe eyes, “Please… no?”
Draco now had that superior expression Hermione loathed. He would pay, later; first he had to get her off. Draco started to wiggle his fingers in Hermione. With a grin his free hand took helpless Hermione’s hand and pressed her hand to his pants covered cock. Once the poor mudblood could feel how hard and stiff his cock was he guided her hand to move up and down over his zipper.
Hermione looked down at Draco’s lap she looked up at Draco through her eyelashes. “Please… no?” The effect she was trying for was ruined when she pulled down Draco’s zipper. Her experienced hand soon had the tip of Draco’s penis out in the open.
Draco tried to smirk and act superior but when Granger’s thumb teased and tickled the tip of the mushroom head of his penis he couldn’t help himself and soon his cock and Hermione’s hand were wet with his precum.
Hermione twisted in her seat so she could use her other hand to open Draco’s pants. She was sitting with her legs wide open so her underwear wouldn’t go down very far. Hermione didn’t try to pull down his boxers. The two faced each other. Hermione allowed Draco’s hand under her knickers to play with some of her goodies. “I have breasts you know. Most boys like to play with them and you haven’t even tried.”
Draco stopped what he was going to say although his fingers in Hermione’s cunt never stopped moving. ‘The mudblood said WHAT!’ He thought.
Hermione’s thumb was slick with Draco’s precum.
Hermione dropped all pretence and smirked back while the fingers of her other hand fondled his balls like a couple of marbles.
Between what Hermione’s two hands were doing Draco began to move his hips suddenly Hermione stopped and stood up. “I should leave now. It’s late. Madam Pince should return anytime now.” Hermione smiled innocently. She stood up letting her school uniform skirt fall to the floor and placed the books she had out back on the shelves. Hermione walked back to where Draco was sitting and opened her robe before Hermione pulled down her knickers showing her cunt hair, “You should have been nicer to me. We could have had so much fun together.” Hermione licked the palm of her hand that was slick with Draco’s precum.
‘Damn,’ Draco thought. He was going to suffer with ‘blue balls’ for hours.
The End
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