A/N: oh gosh this is my sorry present for being away so long
Rating: T for Draco Malfoy
Words: 183
Hermione Granger had this thing. A better person would call it by it's proper name, a habit. But Hermione Granger refused to make it a word, because that would be acknowledging it, and it's this thing isn't quite worthy of that.
No, it was more of a... a reflex. She could be absent-mindedly playing with something in her hand - or watching it move in front of her in this case - but whatever it was, it would end up in her mouth. Usually it was little things of course, coins, the nub of her quill, a biro tip,
Draco Malfoy's tongue.
Okay okay, that sounds bad. In her defense, he had been close, so very close, and ugh talking and moving those lips that were so pink, like it'd been painted on and...
...and was it a really a bad thing? The nerve endings were working now, and they were saying that this thing was good, very good. This, tendency of hers was yielding better effects than she'd thought, and could very well become a good habit.