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Summary: As Hermione is sound asleep, she gets two night visitors looking in her underwear drawer. How events will escalate! Draco x Hermione
Rating: M for naughty language and actions
AN: It's going to be kinda smutty later on, but hopefully entertaining! Whether there is a plot, I dunno, I'm playing by ears XD And I'll try my hardest to not make them OoC
Don't Touch Those Knickers!
"Fire whiskey for everyone!" shouted Seamus across the common room.
Another victory for Gryffindor against Slytherin in Quidditch, and all the 6th and 7th years were getting trashed, except one.
Hermione Granger.
"Come on, Hermione, one sip won't hurt. Stop being a goody goody!" Ron nudges Hermione's side with his left elbow, as he gulps his second glass of fire whiskey with his right hand.
"Ronald, no! I don't want to become foolish as some of our classmates already have," eyeing Neville flirting with a chair, "I'm being gracious enough to not tattle, even though as Head Girl I should!" Hermione sits down on a comfortable couch crossing her arms.
"Ron, just leave it, if she doesn't want to, she doesn't have to," comforts Harry.
"Thank you, Harry." Hermione smiled knowing she has at least one friend at her side.
"But you should loosen up. 'Cause you are missing out!" Harry chugs down his fourth glass of fire whiskey, slinging his arm around Ron dragging Ron to the other drunks.
'Or not' Thought Hermione. Hermione fidgets in her chair, playing with her fingers, contemplating whether she should go back and read a book in the Head's common room. 'They do look like they are having fun, and I'm not always a goody goody!' watching her peers laugh, and talk nonsense. 'Maybe just once won't hurt...' She walks up to Ron who is holding a fire whiskey bottle, and snatches it out of his drunken hand.
"Ha, I knew yous are smart." Slurred Ron.
"Ah, I'm just trying it this once." Hermione says proudly. She puts the bottle under her nose to sniff it. She twitched her nose in disgust.
"Well! What you waiting for!" Shouts Ron.
Hermione gently puts the opening of the bottle to her lips, bending her head back to have a taste. She swallows, feeling the burn down her throat, but leaving an unknown after taste. She licks her lips. "It burns, but it's not that bad." She sips more of the fire whiskey, hearing cheers in the background. Soon sips turns into chugs.
"Draco, honey, don't leave!" Pansy clutches to his shirt with her obnoxious purple hooker nails.
"Look, we're done for tonight. Tomorrow we'll shag. And don't call me honey, I'm not anyone's honey. Oh, and get off your knees." Draco snarled the last part. He takes her hands off his shirt.
Pansy stands up, straightening her skirt, and begins to walk past Draco, but not before purring into his ear. "I can't wait until tomorrow. It will be as wonderful as tonight, except, tomorrow you will stay with me forever." She purposely swings her hips, in attempt to be seductive, but fails, only making it look she has a tampon stuck in her.
Inwardly Draco shudders. 'When is she ever going to realize, the only reason I fuck her more than any other girl is because her legs are always open for anyone, well, except for Potty and Weasel.' When he finishes getting completely dressed, he walks out of the empty classroom.
He struts around the empty hallways to the Heads room to visit his best friend, Blaise Zabini. 'Yeah, I wish I got Head Boy position, but hey, at least I'm not with mudblood Granger.' Thought Draco.
Just as he turns a corner, something smashed into him. Losing balance, he falls backwards on his bum, pissed. He looks to see the fool who ran into him. "Well speak of the devil," mutters Draco.
Little Granger is on the floor, arms and legs sprawled out. She lays there, mumbling for a minute, before trying getting up. Draco stands up, to watch her futile attempts to get up, because for every time she stumbles to get up, she falls right back down on her bottom. Draco bursts out laughing from watching her.
She growls, managing to stand, but leaning against the wall. Her glassy eyes looks around to find where the laughter is coming from. She looks ahead to see a familiar face.
"Malfoooooy" She slurred.
"Why, it looks like the mudblood got fucked up. Why this is too sweet." He whispers to himself, showing his smirk proudly. "So where is the mudblood going?" He asks the drunken girl.
"Hehe! Heads Room? Will you take me there?" Hermione giggles taking small steps towards Draco while holding a hand to the wall for support.
"Of course." His mouth hurts from smirking so much. 'I'm going to have fun with this.' An evil thought appeared, ' I think I know what to do, to humiliate Granger. Draco you are so smart. And sexy, can't forget about that. And don't forget cunning, and definitely sexy.'
"Malfoy, take me now! Sleep for me." She says while yawning. She walks close enough to him to put her hands and head on his chest.
'Ugh, she's touching me, stay calm, and don't swat her away,' he thought. He slightly pushes her off him. He picks her up in a bridal fashion, trying to suppress a gag, and carries her to the Heads room.
"Ya know, Malfoy. You're cute! Too bad you have no heart, and too egotistical, and have an ugly smirk." Hermione says it freely, forgetting he is her best friend's enemy.
Draco's eye twitches on hearing the smirk remark, and takes offense. "I have a sexy smirk! It's a Malfoy smirk, and anything Malfoy is sexy. Besides, I knew I had an affect on you, I have an affect on every girl." He ends his statement with his smirk.
"Nu-uh!" She argues, flinging her arms around.
"Stop doing that!" Draco struggles to keep her calm. She obeys, and just stares at him. A few paces later a portrait of a snake coiled around a lion's leg asked him for the password.
"Lemon Tea" He replied smoothly. Of course he would know, Blaise had no problems sharing the password with his best mate.
"Draco! What took you so, woah! Why is that in your arms?" Blaise stares in disbelief as his blonde hair friend was holding Granger's petite form.
"Shut up for a minute, and show me to her room." Draco growled. Blaise leads him to her room, to find her door lock. "God damn it, open it!"
"As if I know how to open it. She obviously doesn't trust me to go into her room. Not that I would anyways." Blaise admitted. Both of the boys look at the passed out girl.
Draco shakes Hermione in hopes to wake her up. ' I need to get into her room for my plan to work!'
She stirs in his arms, stretching out her arms, to only have her hand hit her door. "Ow!" She retracts her hand, and looks around to find Blaise and Draco staring down at her. "Where am I? I'm still drunk! Yay!" She giggles some more, hugging Draco.
His eye twitches again, but looks down. 'At least she's done something to that bush on her head' He looks at shiny, wavy, brown locks that travel past her shoulders. 'Pfft. She still has a nasty personality.'
"Granger, how do you open your door?" Blaise asked nicely, eager to know why Draco wants to get into her room.
"Um." She digs into her robes to find a key.
"A key? That is so... muggleish." Stated Blaise.
"Whatever works!" Draco grabs the key, and opens the door.
The boys walked into her room, which in fact didn't scream Gryffindor. It was just a typical girl's room with pink and baby blue everywhere. Draco didn't spend much time taking in the room, he just wanted to get his plan done.
"So why do you want to get into her room?" Questions Blaise, as he stares her pink comforter with a white border.
"Humiliate her, duh." Draco replies as if it's obvious. She places Granger on top of her bed without the covers over her, wondering when she back to fell asleep. 'Doesn't matter, it's time for the real fun to begin.' An evil smirk reached his face.
"How? I'm highly interested. Because as you know, though she is tolerable at rare occasions, she dislikes me because you're my best friend. Not to mention she gets annoying 95 of the time. Just this morning she was preaching to me when I can or can not bring girls back. Draco, I need my genital to genital connection! And she is holding me back!" He whines, as he is trailing behind Draco, who is looking for something.
"Aha! This is it." Announces Draco.
Blaise follows Draco's eyes, seeing he is staring at her drawers. Draco looks at him with a grin glued on his face.
"We'll be "borrowing" one of Granger's knickers" Draco said.
"How sneaky you are. This will definitely embarrass her. Now before you open it, do you think she owns the dreaded... granny panties!" The boys burst out laughing, with tears rolling down their eyes.
"Oh, how sweet that would be." Draco says with a goofy grin. Which was quite contagious, for Blaise also had a goofy grin. "Let's hope it's in the first drawer."
The boys look at each other with anticipation. Draco slowly opens the first drawer to have his wishes come true.
"Jackpot!" Screamed Blaise.
"Uh." Both boys lost a few shades in their skin tones, and looked behind them. Hermione shifts on top of her bed, turning on her side.
"Phew, I forgot she was there." Confessed Draco.
"Yeah me too" Blaise agreed.
"Now, back to business!" Draco says.
Draco and Blaise look through her underwear drawer to discover one thing.
The bookworm has kinky lingerie.
The boys ravaged through her underwear drawer to find thongs, thongs, and more thongs.
"Well, we will take this one." Draco pulls up a hot pink g-string with Granger's name etched on the front in black text, and under it says 'Wet.'
After organizing her drawers, both of the Slytherin boys walked out of her room.
"You are such a genius, but what are you going to do with it?" Questioned Blaise.
"Don't worry, you'll see. Everyone will see. Just make sure you show up in double Potions tomorrow. Tomorrow will be an amazing day." Draco replies with an evil twinkle in his eye.
AN: Okay that's it for chappy one. Reviews are surely welcome. Kinda my first fic ; but I hope you peeps like it. And I'm welcomed to ideas or anything, so yeah.
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