Where was she always going? They had shared the heads common for months now and every other night she puts on her uniform and her head girl robes and and sneaks out when she thinks he isn't paying attention or is asleep. This time though Draco was determined to find out where she was going and what she was up to. Slipping out the door seconds after her making sure not to be heard her followed behind her in the shadows until she came to a stop in front of a wall,
'the room of requirement' he thought 'what could she be doing in there' he followed quickly knowing if she got in without him he wouldn't get to find out. The room was dark as he entered wishing for a way to hide so she wouldn't suspect he was there he waited. Slowly the room transformed into a well light space with mirrors for walls and a beautiful hard wood floor. Standing directly in front of him was Hermione, he didn't understand how he could see her but she didn't seem to see him. Slowly putting his hand up he felt cool glass. She must not be able to see through to this side. So draco sat as he watched her.
Slowly Hermione slid her robe down her arms and carefully laid it on the floor. Next she started to unbutton her top, this caught dracos attention. What was she up to. She reached the last button and shook the shirt off. This was NOT what Draco had expected when he decided to follow Hermione when she snuck out of their shared common room. Where had Granger been keeping that body? He had no idea she even owned clothes like that. 'When did she get so sexy' he thought as he watched her finish removing her head girl uniform. He watched her sit on the floor while she buckled the heels she had pulled out her beaded bag. She fiddled with a pink thing and suddenly the room was filled with some kind of muggle music. He watched fascinated as she ran her hand up her leg to the top of the thigh highs she had buckle to her black high waisted panties. Slowly she lay back on the floor running both her hands up over her hips the skin on her stomach lightly cupping her own breast through a black bra and into her hair as she lifted her hips from the floor and rolled over onto her knees. Draco felt his mouth go dry as Hermione pushed herself off the floor and started to sway her hips slowly...'could all women move like that' he thought... he had never seen another woman dance in this way, then again he had only ever looked at pureblooded women. He had never allowed himself to look at hermione, merlin, How he regretted that now.
Hermione rotated her hips in a slow figure eight before dropping to her knees crawling toward the wall of glass draco was hiding behind he felt himself grow shamelessly hard. He watched as she lowered herself down to the floor in a painfully slow movement, rolling onto her back she slid her hands down her body arching her back to meet her hands as she went. Oh gods he could have cam right then and there he had never seen anything so attractive. Had she always been this fierce of a woman under all those baggy clothes or is this how she's dealing with the events of the war he wandered. If this is what she does every time she sneaks out of their room, he might just have to follow her more often.