Draco walked, no wait scratch that, he stalked through the school with a scowl on his face as he made his to the Transfigurations classroom for detention. People were jumping out of his way as we moved past them, his face getting redder and redder with anger as he neared the room. As Draco reached the door, his mortal enemy did at the same time, of course she had to be there ahead of time.
"Granger," he hissed out of his mouth as he glared at her. This was her fault they were in this position in the first place.
"Malfoy," Hermione Granger responded in a tense voice, glaring just as hard back at him.
Shoving her out, Draco entered the classroom striding, with Hermione at his heels, over to McGonagall's desk. "Professor, I'm here for my detention." Excluding, on purpose, that Hermione was there as well.
"As well I, Professor." Adding in behind Draco.
Looking up from her desk, where it seemed that she had just finished grading some tests, "perfect, both on time. Now lets get started."
Standing up from her desk and walking around, "I want you both to clean this whole classroom by hand as I will be attending a dinner with the Headmaster." Turning a quill and its ink-bottle into a rag and a bucket of water for the both of them.
"I expect this done by the time I get back in four hours," nodding curtly to the silent students that stood in front of her, she walked out of the room with her robes flying behind her. The door slamming shut as she left, with that distinct click of it locking as well.
Hermione was the first one to move, grabbing a bucket of water and rag and walking to the far right corner. She sat down on her knees and started to scrub the wall and floor in a circular pattern. After what seemed like a good five minutes to Hermione, and no sound of Draco scrubbing anything, she looked up and around the room. Her eyes landing on him in the same spot she left him, twiddling his thumbs.
Huffing and slamming her rag down, "are you going to do anything Malfoy?" She growled at him watching him.
"No. I think not, as this is your job because you got us into this situation." Came his calm reply as he met her eyes.
"You're blaming me for this?!"
"Why, yes, yes I am."
"So what were you just an innocent bystander?" Hermione growled standing up in the corner.
"Yes I was."
"BS, you actually started this whole situation!"
"Did not."
"Did too! You transfigued my homework into slugs."
"You deserved it. You called me a ferret." Malfoy pointed his finger at her, as he moved towards her with new found anger.
"Grow up Malfoy." Backing up towards the far wall of the corner as he got closer to her.
"How about you shut up Granger?" As he now stood above her peering down at her.
"Make me." Glaring up at Malfoy, Hermione felt goosebumps appear on her arms and her hair stand up on her neck.
"Fine," Draco slammed Hermione into the wall pinning her arm to her side as he smashed his lips into hers. Moving his lips with anger until she responded by opening her mouth in a moan. Draco slipped his tongue into her mouth, battling for dominance, she bit his bottom lip hard. Pulling back, he glared as he darted his tongue out to catch the blood.
Hermione smirked but it only lasted for a minute before she was up in the air and slammed back down onto a desk. Her blouse now ripped open exposing her black bra and pale creamy skin.
"My, my, Granger I didn't know you were hiding these pretty things under those unflattering clothes." Malfoy said with an evil gleam in his eyes, as he glanced from her face to her breasts.
Before she could say a word, he shoved the bra down, kissing and sucking at her neck, collarbone, shoulders and ultimately her breasts. Moaning, Hermione tossed her head back giving him more access. Sucking and biting on the right nipple as he pinched and tugged the left, switching back and forth between the breasts. Hermione grasped onto the desk with white knuckles, trying to hold on for support.
Continuing his attack on her chest, he shoved the skirt up to her hips, rubbing her thighs slowly as his hands made their way to the junction in between her legs. Rubbing her slowly, feeling her wetness a smirk began to form on his cold face.
"Someone obviously likes the attention she is getting, you are all wet…for me."
"Shut up Malfoy." She breathed out in between moans.
Not saying another word, he ripped of her panties stuffing them into his pants pocket as he unbuckled his belt and shoved his pants and boxers down. His dick fully erect and standing; Hermione's eyes widened at the sight, gulping. She didn't get to enjoy the sight long before she was shoved down flat against the desk, her legs being spread and feeling his dick being positioned against her.
Without warning he shoved into her, moans and groans filled the air as she adjusted to his size and he got use to the tightness. Before long he was thrusting in and out of her in fast, rough pace. Skin slapping against skin, moans and little whispers were all that were heard in that room as the two released their anger.
The moans got louder and the thrusting got more erratic, Draco was now covered in scratch marks and Hermione in hickeys as the reached their climaxes together. Hermione tightened around him, milking him as she was the first to orgasm, followed by Draco, collapsing on top of her as he kissed her gently.
They got dressed in silent stealing secret glances at each other. Both slightly embarrassed and pleased with what had just happened.
"So, I…um…know a spell that will get this clean and will pass her test of it being cleaned by hand and not magic." Draco said, stuttering as her looked up at her.
"Okay, as long as it will pass." Hermione responded meeting his gaze.
"It will," he nodded, whispering the spell.
They both parted ways that night, but it wouldn't be the last time that they would have sex.
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Until next time!
