Hello Everybody!
I came up with this plot off the top of my head and was so excited to write it!
Just a quick and cute Dramione one shot. I hope you liked it and enjoy!
Her brown curls became tangled around the tip of her finger as she unintentionally ran a hand through her hair. Her elbow rested on the table, causing her head to fall into her hand. She bit her lower lip nonchalantly as her eyes scanned the words printed in black and white on the pages. Pressing down on the page she was on with her other hand, she kept the book steady and was able to read with excellent precision. She had kicked her black flats off, leaving them sitting below the chair, and lifted her legs up and onto the chair so she was sitting with them crossed under the table.
Her black stockings hugged her legs tightly as she sat like this, and her skirt fell into the gap between her legs, making it so she couldn't even see the color of the chair she was sitting on. She had tossed her cloak off upon arriving and had thrown it onto the back of her chair before sitting. Her gold and maroon striped tie hung loosely from her neck, causing her button up, white collared shirt to fall open slightly. And her dark grey sweater vest, the Gryffindor house crest on the top left side, hugged her curves perfectly as her body sat awkwardly in the chair.
She hummed a little tune as her eyes scanned the familiar pages of her favorite book in the Hogwarts library. She would constantly read the book, seeing the same words over and over again. But somehow, even though she was reading the same words, she would always pick up something different. It was like the book had its own magic, and hidden in-between the familiar words, would always be something different every time. Hogwarts, a History always had its secrets. And that was what she loved about the book.
As she flipped the pages of the book, she could hear the sound of laughter traveling through the corridors, and she knew that the last of the students must be coming back from the Halloween feast. She sighed and took a quick look around the library.
It was late, very late for her to be out. The library had closed hours ago, but that didn't stop Hermione. A quick spell and the door was open and she was able to walk inside. She gripped the lamp in her left hand, holding it up so she could see where she was going, and made her way down the dark isles of books. When she found the section she needed to be in, she placed the lamp down and quickly picked the book she wanted, then retreated to the far corner of the library. If anybody had just pocked their head into the library, they wouldn't have been able to see her. She was hidden behind hundreds of books.
And that was the thought that ran through her mind as she glanced over at the clock on the wall. It was close to eleven, but yet she was so well hidden. She could stay here for hours longer and nobody would ever find her. And it wasn't like she could just take the book with her back to her common room. Madam Pince would surly go looking through all the books in the morning and would notice one was missing. She would have a heart attack on the spot, and Hermione just couldn't do that to the librarian. Sure, she was out of bed after hours, but she was reading. It wasn't like she was out causing mayhem or torturing Filch, she was simply studying and catching up on her Hogwarts facts. Could they really punish her for educating herself.
Hermione smiled confidently as she had convinced herself to stay, and then engrossed herself back into her book.
She had, somewhere along the line, lost track of time. She hadn't noticed as the candle inside the lamp had started to slowly lose its light and she didn't notice how the moon had suddenly come into view, no longer hiding behind the castle towers. So, it would only make sense that she didn't hear the library doors open or the light footsteps that slowly started approaching her.
She flipped the page and licked her lips, continuing to read her book, completely oblivious to the fact that she was now being watched. And she only realized when the only other person occupying the room, had cleared their throat.
Her head shot up suddenly, and her brown eyes locked with silver.
She almost fell out of her seat at seeing him standing there. He was leaning against one of the bookcases, his arms crossed against her chest, and a smirk present on his face. Panicking, Hermione quickly threw her legs back to the floor and closed her book, watching Draco Malfoy closely, ready for anything.
She opened her mouth to say something, but stopped. She wanted to say something, anything, to him but she was suddenly tongue tied.
She heard Draco let out a small laugh as he shook his head at her. "Never thought I would catch you out of bed after hours." He said, his smirk growing more and more with every word. "Gone rebellious, have you Mudblood?"
Hermione scoffed and rolled her eyes. 'Typical Malfoy.' She thought as she turned her head away from him, opening up her book again, and continuing to read. "Honestly… it's none of your business. So why don't you just leave me be for once in my life."
"I would… but I'm not going to." He kicked himself up off the bookshelf and made his way over to the table. Hermione pretended to be reading, watching him in her peripheral vision. She watched as he approached the other side of the table, then took a seat in the chair that was sitting across from her. She bit her lip nervously and then took her chances and looked up at him, hoping he wasn't looking back at her.
She quickly shot her eyes back to the book. Draco Malfoy was staring directly at her; his famous smirked plastered on his face. "Can you stop staring at me?" Hermione snapped, still not looking up at him. And then, she thought of something. He was a bloody hypocrite! He accused her of being out of bed after hours, and he was doing the same thing. She suddenly shot her head up and glared at Draco. "And how dare you accuse me of being out of bed after hours when you're doing the same thing!"
Draco's smirk grew. "It's different."
"What's different?"
"You being out of bed and me being out of bed." He said, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "It's not different at all. We're both students and we're both out of bed when we're not supposed to be. What could possibly be different?"
"You're Hermione Granger and I'm Draco Malfoy. That's the difference." Hermione raised an eyebrow at Draco, urging him to continue. He exhaled a deep breath and unfolded his arms, leaning his elbows on the table. "You're Hermione Granger, Mudblood and biggest Gryffindork of them all. You're a little miss know it all, goody goody two shoes, who thrives on all the school rules. Seeing you out of bed after hours makes me wonder if hell froze over."
Hermione rolled her eyes and Draco smirked before continuing. "Me, on the other hand, have been out of my common room after hours on several occasions. Seeing me out is not weird in anyway."
Hermione shook her head at him in disbelief. 'He's so full of himself.' She thought as she glared at him. "I'll have you know that Harry, Ron, and I have been out on several occasions after hours, and I would bet all my books that what we have done beats yours by a long shot."
Draco laughed. "What, like saving the wizarding world?" He paused and watched as Hermione opened her mouth to say something, then closed it. "Going to get the Sorcerer's Stone and opening up the Chamber of Secrets doesn't make you special or rebellious at all."
Hermione's mouth opened wide in shock. "Are you serious?" She asked. "If that doesn't make anybody rebellious then I don't know what does."
"If you want some credit for being rebellious, then all you're getting is helping Potter with the Sorcerer Stone. You didn't even go into the Chamber of Secrets. That was all Scarhead and Weasel."
"I helped!" Hermione yelled, now frustrated.
Draco just laughed. "You're going to wake up the school with your banshee shrieks."
"Well then if you're so great and rebellious, tell me what you have done that makes you so much better than me." Draco just continued to smirk at her. "Because I highly doubt coming to the library beats going to get the Sorcerer Stone, Malfoy." Hermione found herself snapping at him as she closed her book to glare at him.
"For you information, I didn't just come to the library. I'm not like you. I don't skip out on all the Halloween fun and decide to break into the library and read instead." Hermione rolled her eyes. "If you must know, I was at a Halloween party in the Slytherin Common Room and was tired of Pansy hanging all over me in her drunken state. So…," Draco leaned back in his seat and reached into his robes, pulling out a bottle of fire whiskey. "I decided to come to a place where there would be peace and quiet and where I could drink in peace."
Hermione paused and just stared at him. "So you came to the library…?"
Draco exhaled a deep breath and looked at his bottle of whiskey. "I thought nobody would be here." He said, smirking at her. "You could leave." He pointed out, reaching for the drink on the table and twisting the cap off.
"Or you could find another place to go since I was here first. And besides… I don't want to get caught here with you, especially since you have that on your person." Hermione pointed to his whiskey as he brought it up to his lips and took a swig.
Draco brought the bottle back down and just smirked at Hermione before speaking. "What's wrong with this?" He asked, holding the bottle up. "Haven't you and any of your Gryffindork friends ever had fire whiskey?"
Hermione paused before speaking. "Well… I haven't." Draco just looked back at Hermione like this bit of information didn't surprise him at all. She opened her mouth again to say that Gryffindor didn't really have any parties like that in their common room, but decided against it. It would only give Malfoy something to make fun of them even more for.
Instead, she licked her lips and watched as Draco brought the bottle up to his lips and then placed it back on the table. He smacked his lips together and then sighed before sliding the bottle across the table so it landed directly in front of Hermione's book. "Go on." He said, nodding towards his fire whiskey. "Take a swig, Granger."
Hermione looked at him, complete shock and disbelief written all over her face."I'm not drinking that." She said as she stared at the fire whiskey like it was from another planet.
Draco just laughed at her. "Come on Granger." He said. "It's just a drink."
"No, absolutely not. It goes beyond all school rules, and besides… you're not even allowed to have that. You're sixteen and underage, and so am I."
Draco ran a hand through his hair before reaching over the table and grabbing his drink. "You know Mudblood…," He paused, taking a sip and then bringing it back down to the table. "I thought for once you were going to be rebellious." He looked at Hermione for a good minute, almost like he expected her to suddenly reach over and grab the bottle. And Hermione had wanted to. The second the word had left his lips, she had wanted to snatch the bottle from his hands and drink it just to spite him. She wanted nothing more than to prove to Draco Malfoy that she was so much more then he made her out to be.
Just as she was about to get the courage to reach over and grab the bottle from him, he sighed and shook his head. "Obviously, I was right about you. There isn't a drop of rebel blood in your whole body." He glanced at her for one more second before standing up and starting to walk away. Hermione slowly felt her chance slipping away, and for some reason, she didn't want to see this one go. Just as Malfoy was about to turn and corner and disappear for good, Hermione called his name. He stopped suddenly and turned around, looking at Hermione with a raised eyebrow. "Yes Granger?" He asked, bringing the bottle up to his lips again and taking a swig.
Hermione licked her lips before standing up from her chair and slowly approaching Malfoy. She suddenly felt brave and like a new, rebellious Hermione was suddenly being born. Her feet were carrying themselves, the words she spoke felt like they came from a completely different person, her facial expressions were faces she never made before, and she had a glazed and determined look in eyes.
Obviously Malfoy had noticed the sudden change in her as well, because he was now staring at her like he had never seen her before in his life. Or maybe it was the fact that she was slowly approaching him and he could make out how determined she looked to just prove him wrong.
When she was a few feet from him, she placed a very Malfoy-ish smirk on her face and finally spoke. "Do you really want me to be rebellious, Malfoy?" Draco stared back at Hermione, his mouth open slightly as he looked down at her, not sure what to say or do.
Hermione was now only a couple feet from him, and if she wanted to, she could easily reach out and touch Draco. She smirked at him, and while still keeping eye contact, reached down and pulled the fire whiskey from his hand. As they both continued to stare at each other, Hermione slowly brought the fire whiskey up to her lips and tilted the bottle back, allowing the liquid to burn her throat as it ran down.
Draco watched her lips the entire time, studying them carefully as they wrapped themselves around the glass top and how she licked them after she brought the bottle back down again. Her lips formed a smirk again as she realized what he was looking at and then an idea suddenly struck her. It would wipe that smirk off his face every time he looked at her and make him completely speechless. Was she really able to let an opportunity like that just disappear?
She bit her lower lip and then took another step towards Malfoy. Their bodies were almost touching and she could feel Draco tensing up, something he normally didn't do. Hermione let out a little laugh as she lowered her eyes towards Draco's chest. She brought her free hand up and placed it on the center of his chest slowly, suddenly gripping his tie and staring at the green and silver stripes. "Was that rebellious enough for you, Malfoy?" She asked slowly, now looking back up into Draco's eyes.
Draco opened his mouth to speak, but found himself speechless. "Because… I have another way to prove it to you." She slowly licked her lips before dropping the bottle of fire whiskey to the ground. It hit the wood floor with a crash, all the remaining whiskey going to waste as it soaked into the floor boards. Hermione brought her now free hand, up to where her other hand was. With both of her hands gripping his tie, she slowly stood on her toes and pulled him towards her.
She closed her eyes and slowly brushed her lips onto Draco's. They kissed for a few seconds before Hermione brought her lips away from Draco's and lowered herself back to her normal height. She looked up at a dumbstruck Draco and smirked at him one final time before releasing his tie and then slowly turning her back and retreating back towards the table.
It was obvious that she had proved herself to him.
Hermione reached her table and picked her book up. She had every intention of grabbing the book and turning and walking from the library without even sparing Draco a glance. But as she grabbed the book and turned to go back in the direction she had come from, she suddenly found herself face to face with the blonde. He was standing a foot away from her and was looking deep into her eyes.
She opened her mouth to tell him to move, but just as her lips parted, his made contact with hers. They pushed against hers with a want that Hermione had never felt before, and she found herself kissing him back with the same amount of force. His hands found the side of her face and he clamped them there as he kissed her and Hermione found herself running her hands through his blonde hair.
They only stopped when they needed air, and yet still panting heavily, they continued. Draco found himself making his way from his lips to her neck, kissing it fiercely as his hands made their way down to her hips. Hermione tilted her head back as Draco attacked her neck, still running her hands through his hair.
Her heart beat quickly as she brought her hands down to the sides of Draco's face, pulling him back up and kissing him hard on the lips again. As they kissed, Draco lifted Hermione up off the floor and set her on the table that was pushing into her back. Hermione spread her legs apart and gripped Draco's tie, pulling him so he was now standing in-between her thighs. Bringing his hands from her hips to her thighs, his hands made the way up her skirt and he gripped the sides of her stockings and slowly started pulling them off her legs.
As he removed her stocking, Hermione quickly undid his tie, pulling it off his neck and tossing it to the ground. They continued to undress each other in-between fierce kisses. When Hermione was down to nothing but her bra, skirt, and knickers and Draco only had his pants on, did they finally stop for a few seconds to catch their breath. Draco laughed slightly as he kissed the top of Hermione's chest. "Never thought I would see this much of a rebel in you Granger."
"Oh, shut up." Hermione said, pulling his head back up and kissing him. He allowed her to kiss him as he cupped her breast.
When they pulled away from the kiss for air, Draco spoke again. "I'm serious. I'm about to shag the biggest Gryffindork of them all on a table in the library on Halloween night, a couple minutes from midnight."
"Think again, Mr. Malfoy."
Hermione and Draco both froze, slowly turning their heads in the direction that the voice had come from. Hermione's eyes opened wide at the two sets of eyes that stared at her, and she found herself biting her lip nervously and looking down at the ground. Draco quickly brought his hands from Hermione's breast and stepped away from Hermione like she had burned him. But Hermione didn't blame him. She would have done the same thing if McGonagall and Snape had just found them half naked and all over each other.
"We just happened to be patrolling the halls outside the library when we heard a crash and decided to come and investigate." McGonagall said, staring at her students with shock. "Good thing we did to."
Draco glanced over at Hermione to see that she was staring at the ground, her lips a tight line as she bit them together. Draco, who couldn't make eye contact with McGonagall, stared at his head of house instead. Snape was looking at the ground, staring at the broken glass that was shattered all over the floor. He quickly pointed his wand at the broken fire whiskey bottle and it easily fixed itself, and then flew up into his hand. He read the contents and then sighed, holding it out for McGonagall to see. "I believe this would explain their unusual behavior." Snape said, now looking at Draco.
McGonagall shook her head before taking the bottle from Snape. "I am very disappointed in the both of you." She said fiercely. If looks could kill, Hermione and Draco would already be dead. "Out of bed after hours doing…" She paused, pointing in the direction of the table that Hermione was sitting on. "And then we find you with this!"
"Professor we-." Hermione had spoken her first words, and they were shaken and scared.
"I don't want to hear anything from you Ms. Granger." McGonagall snapped, causing Hermione to hang her head lower and return to biting her lips. "I would have expected better behavior from you."
"Perhaps we should take them to see Dumbledore." Snape suggested. "Matters this extreme will need to be dealt with from a higher authority."
"I agree." McGonagall said nodding her head. "The two of you will get changed immediately and then meet me and Professor Snape outside the library. Be quick about it, because the longer you take the longer you punishment will be in the end." McGonagall shook her head one more time before turning from the room, muttering something to herself along the lines of: 'Never in all my years at Hogwarts….'
Snape glared at his students for a few seconds longer, then followed McGonagall outside. Hermione quickly jumped from the table, her face beat red from embarrassment, and grabbed her pile of clothes from the floor. Draco grabbed his shirt as well, putting it on and then slowly starting to button it up, all the while watching Hermione.
She seemed to be struggling with buttoning her shirt as her hands were shaking so bad, and Draco suddenly felt the need to apologize. It was, in a way, all his fault. He had practically tricked her into acting that way, but then again, she was the one who had dropped the bottle that caused McGonagall and Snape to hear them in the first place.
He sighed before speaking. "Granger-"
"Just shut up, Malfoy." Hermione said quietly as she finished dressing herself and grabbed her cloak off the back of her chair and putting it on. Draco sighed, finished dressing himself, and then followed Hermione as she led the way out of the library.
The walk up the headmaster's office felt like they were walking towards their death. The halls seemed to be quieter than usual and all they could hear was the tapping of McGonagall's feet as they walked quickly down the stone paths.
Reaching a stone gargoyle, they watched as McGonagall said the password and the gargoyle leaped to the side, revealing a spiral staircase. They climbed up the stairs one at a time until they reached a door, where Snape knocked several times. Within a couple seconds, a smiling Dumbledore appeared at the door, ushering them inside.
Draco and Hermione were ordered to stand at the back of the room, silently, as McGonagall and Snape explained what they had seem and found. Draco watched Hermione the entire time. It was obvious what was running through her head. She had never, in her life, been caught doing something that was so against the rules or so embarrassing, and it was obvious that it was killing her on the inside.
She continued looking at the ground, already mentally excepting what punishment would come her way, and she only looked up when Dumbledore called their names. Hermione and Draco slowly approached his desk, watching as McGonagall and Snape left the room together, satisfied looks on their faces. Dumbledore smiled at them and then pointed towards the two seats that sat opposite his desk. "Quite a night, isn't it?" Dumbledore asked when they were seated.
"Sir, we can explain everything." Hermione said franticly.
Dumbledore, however, put his hand up to silence Hermione. "Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall already explained everything to me, Ms. Granger."
"But-"
Dumbledore put his hand up again to silence her, a smile still plastered on his face. "What the two of you were caught doing and what you were caught with goes against tons of school rules." Dumbledore paused, studying Hermione and Draco's reactions to this. Draco just stared back at Dumbledore, but he could have sworn he heard Hermione squeal to herself just at the thought of her punishment. "Your heads of houses have asked me to suspend you and remove as many points that I would consider enough to punish you." His face was suddenly serious as he studied Hermione and Draco carefully.
"But sir we-" Draco stared, finally finding his voice only for Dumbledore to interrupt him.
"Made a big mistake, Mr. Malfoy I understand that. As for your head of houses, I only agree with them on one of their ideas for punishment." Hermione finally looked up at Dumbledore, her eyes twinkling with a small bit of hope. "What the two of you did tonight in the library would most likely stay a secret. But seeing as this is Hogwarts, nothing stays a secret, so before long the whole school will know." As Dumbledore said it, the realization seemed to hit Hermione and Draco and they realized for the first time that they would never be able to be seen together in public without everybody remembering what they had done.
"The embarrassment should be enough punishment for the two of you, but unfortunately, I agree with what your head of houses have said. You will each loose 100 points from your house and I'm afraid you will also lose all Hogsmeade visits for the rest of the year."
"You can't-!" Draco stared to argue, but Dumbledore quickly interrupted him again.
"Can't what?" He asked with a small smile. "I can't cut you a break? Would you rather me suspend the two of you instead of taking away your Hogsmeade visits?"
"No!" Hermione said quickly, causing Dumbledore's smile to grow more.
"Very well then." Dumbledore then stood up from his seat. "I am letting the two of you off easy, and you should be thankful for that. Now, quickly go back to your dorms and get a good night's sleep before class tomorrow. I think you're going to need it." Dumbledore nodded towards the door and Draco and Hermione quickly stood up and exited the room before he could change his mind.
They walked the halls together in silence until they came to the moving staircases where Draco would descend towards the dungeon and Hermione would ascend to the seventh floor. Hermione turned quickly without sparing Draco a look, wanting to just put this night behind her and fall asleep. Draco however, stopped and watched Hermione as she stared walking up the stairs, when a sudden idea struck him. "Hey Granger." He called, watching as she turned to look at him.
"What Malfoy?" She asked.
"So… there's a Hogsmeade visit next weekend."
"…And?"
"What do you say we go together?"
Hermione raised her eyebrows at Draco, looking at him like he was stupid. "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what Dumbledore said? We lost all our Hogsmeade visits for the year."
"I know."
"So then how in the bloody hell are we going to go to Hogsmeade?"
Draco just laughed. "There's more than one way into Hogsmeade, Granger." Draco pointed out, smirking at Hermione.
"You want to sneak into Hogsmeade? Malfoy that's so-"
"Rebellious." Draco cut her off, his smirk growing on his face.
"You're crazy." Hermione said, turning and starting to walk back up the stairs.
Draco, however, found himself repeating the same words from earlier. "I thought for once you were going to be rebellious. Obviously, I was right about you. There isn't a drop of rebel blood in your whole body."
Hermione stopped walking and turned around to slowly face Draco. She had a small smile on her face, letting Draco know that she had recognized the words from earlier. She let out a little laugh and then nodded. "Hogsmeade next weekend sounds like a great idea."
Draco just laughed and watched as Hermione turned and walked back up the stairs towards her common room. He shook his head and then started to descend towards the dungeons, but not before muttering to himself that it didn't sound like a great idea…, but rather a very rebellious idea.
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