All things Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling. The storyline is mine.
Rated M for the romantic encounter.
This story was originally four one shots which I have cleaned up and pulled together into a four chaptered story to tell this part of Hermione and Draco's life. The next bit of the story and their life can be found in my one shot series, VP With A Wand. Enjoy.
The old tune One Fine Day by The Chiffons started reverberating around my head. I think I may have heard it on a commercial ad. I only got rid of it by writing this chapter. This is not a song fic. It is a chapter with a song. I do not own, rent or otherwise have any dibbs on One Fine Day by The Chiffons.
One fine day
You'll look at me
And you will know
Our love was meant to be
One fine day
You're gonna want me for your girl
Malfoy Magic 1: One Fine Day…..
Hermione watched as Malfoy walked by with Blaise Zabini. She meant to call out to the handsome Slytherin, but her pride wouldn't allow it, so she remained stuffed in a corner in the charms corridor thoroughly chastising herself for being such a coward as Blaise and Malfoy walked out of sight.
She and Malfoy had shagged once. It had been her first shag and it had also been the first time any wizard had used his mouth on her. That one experience had been enough for Hermione to know she wanted more of Draco Malfoy. For Malfoy not so much. He moved about the school as though their "encounter" never happened and Hermione didn't exist.
The "encounter" had started out so innocently. She and Malfoy had been the last two students heading back to school after a Hogsmeade visit and for some unknown reason (perhaps they were overly warm from the butterbeer) they had gravitated towards each other on the walk back.
Malfoy had called out "Where's the lads you usually travel with Granger? Have they found themselves a pair of witches and left you on your own?"
Waspishly Hermione had retorted, "They're probably with the witches who aren't with you Malfoy."
Malfoy laughed. "Touché Granger, but it sounds as though me having a group of witches around bothers you. Jealous much?" Malfoy fell into step beside Hermione and made a suggestive movement with his hips asking, "Would you care to try a little of the Malfoy Magic."
"In your dreams Malfoy," Hermione had replied.
But it was in her dreams where Malfoy had become her lover. He touched her and kissed her all over her body and just thinking about those dreams made the place between her legs moist. Hermione couldn't lie. Looking at Malfoy gave her feelings in places that so far had remained untouched by wizard hands, lips or tongue. Hermione knew what it felt like to pleasure herself, but she dreamed of Malfoy doing it for her. Embarrassed by her thoughts, Hermione had sped up and Malfoy sped up as well. When she stopped short to tell him off, he'd run right into her back and as quickly as a blink of the eye, Malfoy had his face nuzzled in her neck.
Hermione pulled away, "What the fuck Malfoy?"
In another blink of an eye, Malfoy had her turned around and had his mouth covering hers. At first Hermione tried to pull away, but the moistness between her legs grew hands which seemed to pull him closer. His lips didn't need any more of an invitation as they covered her mouth and his tongue slid its way between her teeth. Hermione responded by giving him her whole mouth and Malfoy was making little moans which only served to excite Hermione more. She felt Malfoy pushing her away from the road and into a grove of trees and holding him around his neck, Hermione had gone willingly. Still kissing her, Malfoy pushed Hermione back against a tree and began rubbing his hippogriff sized erection against her.
Hermione wanted to touch the erection, so she did and as soon as her hand had grasped it, Malfoy jerked backwards and removed his mouth from her to whisper, "Careful Granger. If you keep touching it, you may have to feed it."
Hermione didn't care. She was experiencing feelings for the first time in her life that she'd never experienced before. She told Malfoy to take it out, which he did. She had been amazed at the long, angry looking, thick piece of man which was standing out in front of her and took it in both her hands and begun to rub it. With his legs spread and his hand resting against the tree, Malfoy had moaned, "Shite Granger, you keep that up and you'll make me cum."
When Hermione moved her hands away from his dick, Malfoy fell to his knees in front of her. He lifted her skirt, pulled down her knickers, grabbed her around the arse and pushed his nose in between her legs. Hermione's legs were trembling, but she managed to remain standing. When Malfoy pushed his tongue inside her and begun licking her slit she had screamed and grabbed him by the hair. His tongue was rubbing back and forth against her bud while his fingers rubbed her breasts and pinched her nipples. Draco spread her legs even further apart and sucked on her downstairs lips which caused Hermione's body to wriggle and thrust of its own accord. Malfoy's tongue kept lapping her bud, and for the first time in her life, Hermione Granger received sexual release from the touch of a wizard.
Malfoy rose up from his knees and kissed her on the mouth again. He whispered in her ear, "I want you. I want to fuck you." Hermione's body was on fire and just as much as he wanted her she wanted him. Looking him straight in the face Hermione told him she'd never had sex before. With those words, Malfoy pulled back. "Bloody hell Granger you get me all worked up like this to tell me that," and began to adjust himself inside his trousers.
Hermione had grabbed his arm. "I want to do this Malfoy. I want you."
Face still flushed from eating Hermione out Malfoy groaned, "Granger, I….." but she
stopped him with a kiss. Reaching down, she opened his pants, pulled out his dick and said, "I want sex with you."
Malfoy hadn't hesitated. He murmured something about being gentle, but Hermione didn't hear. She was anticipating sex and she was on fire. Malfoy put a finger inside her to check if she was ready and found her deliciously wet. Backing Hermione into the tree and wrapping her legs around his waist, Draco positioned himself at her entrance and little by little he pushed in. Draco met her first time resistance gently, but Hermione had still pulled back a little. Malfoy did have the grace to stop and ask if she was hurt, but Hermione shook her head and Malfoy resumed his pushing. Suddenly he was in. Hermione wasn't moving, but he kept up the gentle pushing in and out until he felt her meet his movements. Then they were moving in unison with each moaning the other's name. Draco was ready to cum and the time for niceties was over. He wanted a release and with the words "Cum for me Granger," he felt her insides seize up for a brief second and they climaxed together. Hermione couldn't get enough and was still thrusting even as Malfoy's dick was deflating.
To catch his breath, Draco placed his cheek against Hermione's shoulder and said, "That was amazing Granger." Hermione admitted it had been amazing for her as well and when Draco let her legs down, she could hardly stand.
Draco laughed as he grabbed her arm to keep her from falling. "Alright there Granger?"
She smiled back at the handsome wizard to whom she had given her best gift ands softly replied, "Yes."
With the deed done and over, Draco put on the famous Malfoy façade. He didn't hug her or hold her in his arms. They had shagged, it was done and now it was time to move on.
Draco joked with Hermione, "All you needed was some Malfoy Magic after all," and with that, Draco strode away calling out, "Come on Granger. It will be dark soon and we wouldn't want the Golden Girl of Gryffindor to be kidnapped out here in the dark so close to Hogwarts."
Hermione slowly followed Malfoy to the front doors, and by the time she got there, he was already inside. By now, shaggers remorse had set in on Hermione. She was still thrilled over the sex, but was wondering how she had let it happen. She had let the Prince of Slytherin get into her knickers. All the way into her knickers. When she looked around, she saw the tail end of Malfoy heading down to the Slytherin dungeons. Oh my gods.
Oh my gods is right. Malfoy would probably spread it all around the Slytherin common room and heaven knows where else that he had shagged Hermione Granger. Not only would she be a laughingstock of the whole school, she would have to deal with Harry and Ron as well. Harry and Ron would probably try to kill her or try to kill Malfoy depending on how they felt at the time. She didn't regret having sex with Malfoy. It was the best thing she'd ever felt. It would just be the aftermath that would do her in, but should she have to deal with fallout, that's what she would do. However, for all her brave front, Hermione was petrified at what might come next.
One day passed without any fallout and Hermione breathed a bit easier. After two whole days, there hadn't been any fallout nor any rumors. Not one peep about her and Malfoy shagging against a tree had been heard and Hermione breathed even easier. Evidently, she wasn't going to have to fall on her sword in front of Harry and Ron. Thank Merlin.
The one thing that was not so good was Malfoy. He hadn't treated her any differently when he saw her in the halls. Sometimes he nodded if she caught his eye, but mostly he didn't even glance in her direction. At first she had been offended and wanted to tell him off, but Hermione Granger was nobody's fool and she soon got over that idea. Malfoy hadn't forced her. He had even asked her if she was sure. She had wanted him to give her sex. In the bargain, she had put her hands all over his dick and would have sucked him off if she had been sure how. No, she wasn't going to embarrass herself by telling him off and have the whole school wonder why, but she made up her mind on two counts. She was either going to get another go at that dick or she was going to get him for keeps and have it all of the time. There wasn't that great of a chance of either of those things happening, but those were the options she gave herself. Hermione Granger had set herself a mission.
Malfoy had enjoyed himself of that Hermione was sure. Being naïve to the ways of sex and its aftermath, she didn't know if boys could be as happy as Malfoy had been with every girl they shagged. Hermione promised herself she would read up on it and of course she had. She read everything she could get her hands on. The books hadn't made her any more knowledgeable about wizards and sex, but she could name and label every part of a penis. Without any direction, Hermione decided to follow her witch's intuition. She believed Malfoy liked it enough to want more. He just hadn't realized it yet.
The first few weeks after "the encounter," she had silently watched Malfoy and tried to catch his eye, but nothing changed. If she caught his eye, he nodded. Once he smiled as though he knew she had been watching him and she had blushed so red that Harry asked her if everything was alright. She had mumbled some nonsense and hurried away, but not before catching Malfoy watching the whole thing from the corner of her eye. She had turned even redder. Still nothing changed. Malfoy didn't try to make any contact with her nor did he try to speak to her.
The arms I long for
Will open wide
And you'll be proud
To have me by your side
One fine day
You're gonna want me for your girl
After several weeks of ducking, hiding and peeking with no results, Hermione decided to take other measures. Malfoy thought he could just throw his Malfoy Magic around anywhere so Hermione decided to show him some Granger Magic. She began browsing magical beauty magazines for hair care products and beauty supplies and began to take an interest in her wardrobe as well. She took time to have a discussion with Ginny, Lavender and Padma about wanting to look more feminine and they were happy to help. The witches had no idea it was all to catch Malfoy's eye. How would they? All they had said was, "It's about time."
Several more weeks passed and Hermione's beauty and hair regimen began to pay off. She still looked like Hermione only better. Much better. The girls commented on how pretty she looked and how she had filled out. Hermione had sniffed to herself that she hadn't filled out she just dressed up what she already had.
Though I know you're the kind of boy
Who only wants to run around
I'll keep waiting and someday, darling
You'll come to me
When you want to settle down, oh
Hermione noticed more wizards were finding something to talk to her about and not just Gryffindor boys. Ravenclaw boys, Hufflepuff boys and even Blaise Zabini wished her a good morning when they passed each other in potions. Harry and Ron were another story. They hadn't noticed anything. Hermione thought her two best friend wouldn't have noticed if she danced naked on the tables in the Great Hall during dinner, but Malfoy had noticed. Hermione caught Draco looking at her a couple of times, but whenever their eyes met he would nod and turn away.
However, one day in potions class, Malfoy leaned in with a wide smirk and asked if she had plans to go to Hogsmeade next trip.
Hermione pretended not to get the implication and responded, "I don't think so" and turned back to her books.
Before going to bed that night, Hermione had grinned in the bathroom mirror whispering, "Need a little Granger Magic do you Malfoy?" That night Hermione had one of the best sleeps of all her years at Hogwarts. For the next several weeks, Malfoy didn't make any overt moves, but she could see him tense up when any boy spoke to her. He had covered an out and out growl with a cough when Theo Nott called out, "Looking good Granger." Hermione had kept her eyes directed towards the floor and continued on to her seat.
Hermione wasn't acting flashy or trashy. She had stayed Hermione. The only difference was she went about her way with her head held a little higher, her hair a little straighter, a tiny bit of makeup on her eyes and skirts that were just a little shorter and tighter. Hermione was working her Granger Magic.
Not long after Draco began noticing her, there was a rumbling around the school that Malfoy must be sick because he no longer had two and three witches following him around. If the rumor was to be believed, he didn't have a witch at all anymore. Ginny was all for the notion that Malfoy had finally met someone he actually wanted as opposed to wanted to shag. Hermione smiled when she heard that tidbit and noticed that Malfoy was watching her more and more.
One fine day
We'll meet once more
And then you'll want
The love you threw away before
One fine day
You're gonna want me for your girl
One particular day, Terry Boot from Ravenclaw was waiting outside potions class for Hermione. Terry was the first boy to gather the courage to ask Hermione to the next Hogsmeade outing and he had also been the first boy to suffer the wrath of Draco Malfoy.
When Malfoy heard Terry ask Hermione out, he stopped dead in his tracks sniping, "Boot, if you're going to ask one witch out why don't you stop with your first witch."
Terry Boot turned crimson and began to stutter. By the time Terry got, "That's not true," out of his mouth Hermione was long gone. Terry had tried to clear up the misunderstanding by explaining to Hermione he was single, but she had declined his invitation anyway.
Harry and Ron didn't notice much, but they had noticed how Malfoy stuck his nose in on the conversation between her and Terry.
"What's going on with Malfoy," asked Harry?"
Hermione replied, "I don't know what you mean."
"Why is he commenting on a conversation you are having with Terry," pushed Harry?
"Don't know," replied Hermione.
Harry had looked at her funny for a couple of seconds before resuming his Quidditch talk with Ron and Seamus. Harry wasn't the only one who noticed. The witches in Hermione's dorm asked if Malfoy was hitting on her. Of course not had been her reply.
Hermione's beauty regime continued to make her blossom. With a little extra time in the mornings, Hermione left the common room looking way past pretty. She looked gorgeous.
Then one morning, Malfoy made his move. On the way to potions he had fallen into step beside her and said, "Look Granger. I may be out of line, but some of these wizards who are after you may not mean you any good."
Hermione stopped in the middle of the corridor and looking directly into his face asked, "What wizards are after me? My classmates have asked me about lessons. That's all. You seem to be seeing trouble where there isn't any Malfoy. Could it be you are the problem?"
"What about Boot," Draco questioned.
"Terry asked me to Hogsmeade and I declined. What of it Malfoy?"
As soon as Draco realized Hermione wasn't going to Hogsmeade with Terry he had smiled and called over his shoulder, "Just looking out for the muggleborns," as he sauntered away.
Hermione thought Malfoy had seemed just a little too smug which meant it was time for her to kick the Granger Magic up a notch. Blaise was speaking to Hermione every morning now and every morning Hermione answered him back. This particular morning Blaise made an additional comment. "You're letting your hair grow. It looks great long." Hermione had blushed crimson, but managed a loud thank you.
After Hermione's loud thank you, two things happened in quick succession. Hermione turned in time to see Harry's eyebrows reach his hairline then she had heard Malfoy mutter to Blaise, "Her hair is not your business," after which Blaise and Malfoy had a mini muttering war which ended when the professor gave them each a night of detention. The class was absolutely still for the rest of the period and Blaise and Malfoy left the classroom at a run when the bell sounded. Smiling inside, Hermione had kept her head down as she headed for charms.
Malfoy kept watching Hermione, never approaching her or saying a word. He just watched her at every opportunity. Hermione would have thought his staring a little creepy if she hadn't brought it on herself. Even though Draco kept watching, things didn't quite go to plan on the next Hogsmeade visit. Draco went with Blaise and Pansy and never approached her about accompanying him.
Hermione was sitting in the library wondering where the Granger Magic had gone wrong when in swaggered Malfoy. He nodded at her and kept going. Hermione wondered why Malfoy was in the library when he was supposed to be in Hogsmeade, but Malfoy himself answered her unspoken question. "Well Granger. I see you got as bored with Hogsmeade as I did."
Without taking her eyes out of her book, Hermione answered, "I didn't go to Hogsmeade."
Malfoy put down the book he had in his hand and replied, "I know that Granger because I looked everywhere for you."
For the breadth of a second, Hermione's heart stopped beating. Malfoy had been looking for her. The next second she was thinking, oh right, he was looking for her alright. He was looking for another free shag and she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. Taking her eyes off the book she had looked at him and asked, "Why would that be Malfoy?"
And Malfoy had growled, "Bloody hell Granger. I guess because I wanted to see you."
Smiling down at her book Hermione quipped, "You see me every day Malfoy."
"Don't be dense Granger, snarked Draco. I know I see you every day. I wanted to see you away from Hogwarts. I wanted to have some time alone with you."
"Hoping for another shag Malfoy? Sorry to disappoint. I can only give my first time one time," answered Hermione.
Malfoy looked as though Hermione had slapped him in the face as he brought himself to full height. "All right Granger. Have it your way. Everybody knows you're always right. It couldn't be possible that Draco Malfoy is on the up and up right?" And with that, Malfoy strode away.
Hermione wanted to run after him. She had let her mouth run without having her thoughts in order. What if Malfoy had wanted another shag? Hadn't she told herself at the beginning of all this that another shag was what she wanted? Malfoy had just about offered it up on a silver platter and what had she done? She had humiliated him and driven him away.
For the rest of the school year, Malfoy didn't say another word to her.
Draco took Daphne Greengrass to the End of School Ball while Hermione agreed to go with Terry Boot just to have a date. And just in case Malfoy was watching, Hermione made sure she looked like a sexy doll so she and Ginny had spent extra time on her hair and gown. She looked amazing and her trick had worked on most of the boys. In fact, so many boys asked her to dance she barely danced with Terry all night.
Draco and Hermione spent the night glancing in each other's direction never saying a word. All the classmates mingled among themselves except for Hermione and Draco. They gave each other a wide berth. At the end of the ball, Hermione and Draco left with their respective dates and never looked back.
Graduation Day was upon them before they knew it. Finally the speeches were over, the diplomas were handed out and it was time to leave Hogwarts behind forever. Taking one last look around, Hermione sadly gathered up all her belongings and hurried to catch up with her friends. She couldn't see Malfoy anywhere and thought he must have taken an earlier carriage.
On the ride down to the Hogwarts Express, Hermione thought back over the year. She had lost her virginity to a wizard who really wasn't interested in her, but she was not going to let that color her life. She would find another wizard. A wonderful wizard. She wouldn't be able to offer him her most precious gift, but she would be able to offer him all of her love. Hermione Granger's life would go on.
The last thing that had crossed Hermione's mind before the carriage pulled up to the station was that the fucking Granger Magic had let her down.
We'll meet once more
And then you'll want
The love you threw away before
One fine day
You're gonna want me for your girl
The Beginning
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