Hello there my lovely readers! This little drabble is written for fanart friday for the group Strictly Dramione. It is inspired by artwork by Mariyand-R, The link to her work will be listed on my profile! I hope you all enjoy!
Thanks to MrBenzedrine for her lovely Beta work, and not yelling at me about commas!
It had been a late night for Draco when he returned to his common room. The joy of being Head Boy meant he had a place just to himself that he didn't have to share. "Maybe I shouldn't have drank that much firewhisky. Damn, Blaise." As he entered the common room, he noticed it was quiet. Draco was used to Hermione being awake and reading by her chair in the corner.
Walking towards his bedroom, Draco glanced towards Hermione's door with longing. He planned on telling her how he felt before the school year was over but didn't want to ruin the friendship they had developed. "Another time Granger, another time." As he opened his door, he noticed his dresser drawer was open and froze. Who was in his room? Was Hermione okay?
Looking through his drawer, he noticed his Slytherin jumper was missing. He had received it from his mother when he made Head Boy. Deciding to look in the morning, Draco made sure no one was in his room and went to bed.
The next morning, Hermione was walking back towards her room from the bathroom. She had meant to return his jumper before he came home but fell asleep wearing it. Truth be told, Hermione had a crush on Draco but was too afraid to admit it to him. What if he laughed at her? She couldn't have that.
"Granger." Draco opened his door and saw Hermione standing in the hallway, her back facing him. "Have you seen my-?" He paused when he noticed she was only wearing his jumper and a pair of knickers. "Oh-hi." Draco gulped as he eyed her up.
"Oh sorry, Draco, I-I was cold last night. I meant to return it before you noticed it was gone." Hermione felt her cheeks heat up as her fingers pulled at the hem of the jumper.
Draco watched her bite her lip and look down. Seeing Hermione in his jumper and looking like that was too much. He walked closer to her, only wearing a pair of black silk pants. "It's okay, Hermione. I think it looks good on you."
Hermione blushed as Draco called her by her name, butterflies attacking her stomach. Looking into his eyes, she realised the mistake she made. Those molten silver orbs were drawing her in and making her unable to form words. When he leaned in slowly and placed his warm, smooth lips on hers, she melted into the kiss.
Unable to resist, Draco pulled her closer and kissed her deeper. The feel of Hermione in his arms was enough to cause his semi-hard cock to ache and tent his pants. He traced her jaw with his lips as she moaned softly and ran her hands through his hair. "Granger-"
"Draco, we should stop." Hermione groaned and pushed him back, running her hands down his chest in the process.
Draco looked at her with desire before pulling her back to him and pushing his pelvis against her and groaning. "Probably, but I wish we didn't have to. See what you do to me?" He kissed her one last time before biting her lip as he pulled away. "You can keep it, so people know you are mine now."
Hermione looked at him in shock before smirking. "Oh, am I yours now?"
"You are a smart witch. Figure it out." Draco smirked before kissing her forehead and going back to his room, leaving Hermione to stand in the hallway with a grin on her face and a pair of properly wet knickers.