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Set some time during OotP.
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"I'd like to see you make me do it." Hermione folded her arms in defiance.
"I am going to make you do it, Granger. I'm in charge here, remember? You greatly insulted a member of the Inquisitorial Squad and you're going to have to pay the consequences." Malfoy smirked.
"This isn't a consequence, its complete madness! Not even Snape would make anyone do something so revolting, so foul…"
Malfoy's smirk grew wider, "Whatever are you talking about Granger? It this some new kind of role play? Pretending to be disgusted by something that you..."
"Finish that sentence, Malfoy and I'll…" Hermione's eyes blazed in fury.
"Tsk,tsk, Granger. Haven't we learnt our lesson about insulting people?"
"I'm going back to the common room," she announced. "Don't try and stop me, I'm not spending another minute in your presence."
"Aw, and here I thought you were beginning to…enjoy my presence."
Hermione blushed, "Never. Not in a million years."
"Really?" Draco got up off the chair he was sitting on, and strode over to her, "Then why do you start flushing the second I come near you?"
"It's hot in here." Hermione informed him, backing away slightly. "Now if you aren't going to come up with a suitable kind of detention for me, I'm leaving."
"We're going to do whatever kind of punishment I see fit for such a naughty little girl," Draco told her, beginning to unzip his jeans.
"Malfoy, I told you…"
"Aw, come on Granger," He leant over to whisper in her ear softly, "It's not like you haven't before."
Hermione blushed again as he pressed himself against her, "This is the potions room…someone could walk in…"
"I'm bored of the room of requirement," Draco moaned. "I want you here…now…"
"Draco…" She whispered.
"Stop pretending you don't want to," Draco smirked again, "You wouldn't have agreed to meet me here if you didn't want to."
"That's not true. I thought…"
"Stop making excuses," he said, starting to unbutton her shirt. "If you had no idea what my plans for you would be then why aren't you wearing a bra?"
It was Hermione's turn to smirk, "Because you're useless with the clasp."
Draco's mock-hurt face turned into gleeful surprise when, with a sudden burst of power, Hermione pushed him onto the table and began to straddle him, finishing the work he had started on the buttons of her blouse.
"I knew you were only role playing." Draco grinned.
"Well, don't you love the prim and proper act?" Hermione kissed his neck.
"I prefer this one," he told her, rolling her over to make quick work of removing her skirt.
In the supply closet next door, Snape put his hands over his ears in horror.
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Well, that was random. I was bored. It was weird. Review anyway! Whee!