Chapter One
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Mind your own business- That's exactly what I'm doing, mudblood…!
By: DM-Luvah-S
D/H—all you need to know ;
Hey people. This "story" doesn't really have a point or for-that-matter a plot. It just came to my mind and I figured you might find it quite entertaining to read! It's short so you don't need a lot of time!
There'll be about 9 Chaps, divided in 3 Parts
!Draco and Hermione!
Part One "MidNightMeeting"
Malfoy and Hermione meet in the dark halls at night. Draco wants to know what she is doing.
They have a rather heated discussion…!
Enjoy ;)
"Mind your own business, ferret!"
"That's exactly what I'm doing, mudblood!"
"Apparently it's not!"
"If I mind it is my business!"
"Then don't!"
"Don't tell me what to do and not to do. Because what I do is nothing of YOUR concern."
"Is it just me or are you nuts?"
"I wouldn't put it that way."
He chuckled.
"Which way then?"
"Obsessed."
"What?"
"What is your question? Didn't I make myself clear?"
"I just couldn't believe I heard right."
"So that means I'm not the only one doubting your sanity."
"That means you are talking completely bullshit!"
"And you aren't?"
"No. I'm not."
"Than how come that we can communicate? With one talking completely bullshit. Huh?"
He quirked one eye brow.
"That's why I figured we are NOT able to communicate!"
"What's the point in talking then?"
"Ask yourself you all-mighty pureblood!"
"Yes, I know I am, but you're supposed to be the smart one, aren't you? That's at least what the teachers think. I wouldn't bet on it though!"
"Whatever"
She sighted.
After a while of silence:
"What did you mean with you're OBSESSED?"
"Do you really want to find out?"
"Would I be asking if I wouldn't?"
"I don't know. Would you?"
"Oh, stop it! "
"What?"
He put on an innocent face.
"This!"
"Am I supposed to understand you slight hints to nothing?"
"You know what I'm talking about!! Stop this changing the subjects and retorting silly things to my questions-thing!"
His face was bright.
"Ohh! This!"
"Yea, this! Stop it already!"
"I already did."
"See? You did it again!"
She bored her finger accusingly into his chest.
It was rather warm and.. well defined with muscles she could feel through his t-shirt.
"Like what you feel?"
He smirked down at her.
"No!"
He still looked at her.
"What on earth makes you think that?"
"Oh, nothing! It's just that you look rather hot with your nipples erected!"
"WHA-?"
[Shit shit shit!
"That's just…"
"Yes?"
Still smirking.
"Stop smirking already!"
"No, I don't think I will! Because I know that thanks to this smirk you find me irresistible sexy."
"Whatever you need to tell yourself!"
"Now YOU're changing the subject. Where were we again? Ah, right, back to your erected nipples!"
He grinned in a little-boyish manor.
She groaned.
"I can't believe I am having this conversation with him!", she mumbled under her breath.
"Then believe your hands that are still touching my chest!"
She quickly pulled them away.
"No need to put them away! I didn't mean you to! Put them there again!", he pouted.
She didn't move.
"Oh come on..", he looked down at her seductively.
"We don't want them to go back to normal, now, do we?", his gaze went to her nipples again.
She suddenly felt tingly all over and in her knickers was beginning to build a pool as she shuddered under his touch.
He had put his hands at her stomach and bent his head down. She could feel him grin against her shirt as he began to blow onto her nipples.
[If it wasn't for the blouse she would—oh god!
His nose was somehow buried between her breasts as he still breathed against her making her knees nearly buckle as they became as weak as butter.
Her eyes were closed as she fought to keep herself together. His hands were supportively wrapped around her belly and the small of her back. They were big enough to completely lock her between those soft palms and long, slim, strong fingers.
"I bet you like me taking care of my business!", he breathed against her.
Shuddering she wasn't able to move, let alone talk. His touch was driving her insane!
As he reached her cleavage his tongue darted out.
"Ooh"
Hermione couldn't help but moan as his moist-wet tongue was gliding down her skin.
"Admit it!", he said, never taking his mouth away.
A kiss with those soft, full lips was placed gently onto her skin. Her eyes fluttered open but immediately closed again as the wet tip of his tongue once again licked at her skin.
"Oh god, Draco", she whimpered.
It didn't feel right to say his last name. Not when he was doing things like that to her!
"Come on", he pushed her "Admit it!"
"What are you doing?", she whispered.
"What do you want me to do?", he said with his lips still touching her.
His fingers were gently massaging her sides as he chuckled.
"Cat got your tongue?"
He tilted his head up and watched her, slightly amused by her facial expression.
He slowly moved up, but not without purposely rubbing himself against her. This wasn't really helping the state Hermione's body was in and she moaned again as their bodies were so smoothly pressed together.
Her heart was beating fast. [Bump! Bump! Bump! He would feel it!
He had to! It was nearly jumping out of her chest.
He suddenly leaned forward and began snogging her.
His tongue was rolling over her mouth and his teeth nibbled softly at her lips as he held her tight. His wet, soft lips were all over hers and as she turned her head they glided to her cheek, to her chin, over to her neck.
"Tongue's still there!" he mumbled.
Still nibbling at her neck he walked her over to the nearest wall where she happily leaned in, his body following hers immediately pressing her into the stone. He was forcing himself up on her and she liked it!
She liked every single thing he was doing to her! Every single touch, lick, bite, kiss, whatever that he did to her made herself float.
She had gotten so weak that the only thing which was holding her up against the wall was his body.
A cold breeze was going through the empty hall but his body was so tightly pressed against her that it seemed she soaked all the warmth out of it.
With one strong arm he pressed her arms high over her head in the wall. She felt completely turned in, in some way, and began squirming.
He just seemed amused by this and began kissing her even more and more passionate. When she didn't quit squirming he leaned his head a bit back, though they bodies were still touching.
"Would you quit squirming?"
"When you let go if my hands, yes, I would!" she retorted.
"But I like it that way" he grinned cockily.
"And I like squirming, why, thank you. I'm glad we talked about it!"
"He likes it too!" he looked at her amused, leaned forward again, so that she could deeply look into his eyes and suddenly he moved his hips against her.
She gasped as she felt his..- well his..- "thing" poking into her.
Her eyes widened a bit and his bored into hers.
[Bump! Bump! Bump!
She would die by a heart attack tonight, she thought.
Now he really had to feel it since his chest was so tightly pressed against hers. He still held his gaze on her.
She struggled a bit, that he quickly let go of her hands, and leaned forward his eyes never leaving hers just until their lips touched and both their eyes closed.
[What the f- is happening
His mouth suddenly wandered to her neck again, nuzzling. He pulled down her blouse at one shoulder and began kissing it. He was about to remove the blouse completely as Hermione suddenly began to feel uncomfortable.
They were alone in the Great Hall which seemed so big if they were only two and she didn't like the feeling.
He noticed her uneasiness and pulled her through the door into a dark corridor he never had put a foot in.
There was still some light, but only enough that he could make her body and face out.
Her blouse was slightly open because he had unbuttoned the few bottoms.
TBC….
A/N Whoa, that turned out more romantic than I'd intent it to.. Story has a life of its own.. I'm just its tool
Soooooo, was it fun to read? It really just popped up in my head and if y'all don't like it, it is totally more than okay!
I kinda like those discussion-things between Hermione and Draco where Hermione gets rather annoyed by Malfoy fooling around with her. They both aren't that dumb-headed and it's funny how an unspoken competition between those two starts and in the end takes a surprisingly change.
By the way, this was my first lemon/lime scene ever!
Tell me what you think about it!
R/R!!
Pleaseee.. you know it's all to keep an author happy ;)
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