But don't fall in Love
By Wolfsbabe Midnight
(aka babmidnight)
Rated R!! Do not read if you don't like that kind of content. Story may border the NC-17 rating….but then again it might not. I don't think it does, since I won't over detail it when it comes to a certain point.
Disclaimer: Christina Aguilera's song is by far not mine! Love listening to it, but not a good enough singer to sing it on my own, so she can keep it! The Harry Potter characters aren't mine either.
Author's Notes: This is a song fic based on Christina Aguilera's song "Get Mine, Get Yours." If you've heard it, you know what type of song it is and what type of fiction this will turn into. If you don't like these types of fictions, please turn back and read something else. Yes, the character's might be a bit out of character's. Enjoy... Lyrics are important to this, so don't skip them too much if you have a habit of skipping. The lyrics and writing connect with each other.
Song lyrics are in Italics but I will put a before and after the lyrics.
Hermione ran though the halls, tears running down her cheeks, barely missing the corners as she ran down the halls. She had to run. 'How could he do this to me' thought Hermione wishing she hadn't seen her best friend and boyfriend of six years kissing another girl, and a whore, no less. She ran up the stairs and stopped in front of the Head's common room portrait. She muttered the password and ran in, forgetting to see if anyone else was in the room and threw herself on the couch, her hair covering her face. She heard someone get up from where they were sitting and walk towards her. She sat up; surprised that someone was in the room with her. She tried to wipe away her tears, when a young man with silver gray eyes put his hand over hers. She looked down at the floor. She could feel his questioning eyes on her. He put his hands under her chin, and pulled Hermione's head up to look into his face. She moved her eyes away from him. She could tell him. She didn't know what he would say. They were supposed to be enemies, but yet he seemed to care. She heard him whisper to her.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
She looked away for a moment before responding.
"I saw Ron kissing another girl" she replied.
He put his arms around her and gave her a friendly huge. He bent down and kissed her on the lips, his hands moving down to her hips.
Baby you pretend that things ain't what they seem
All this tension on titling just exactly what we should be
Baby I don't mind us bein some kinda casual thing
Listen all I want to do for now is have you come and take all of me, can you
He moved his hands down to her legs and slipped his arm beneath Hermione's legs, his other arm behind her back. He picked her up. He walked up the stairs gracefully, and took her to the head boy's dorm at the top of the staircase. He lay her down on the bed. He kissed her again on the lips. He slowly kissed her down her neck, until he found that spot that was sensitive. He watched Hermione shiver from the pleasure. Hermione looked into his gray eyes. No words needed to be spoken, they both needed this.
Put your hands on my waistline
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine you get yours
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Runnin' chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine you get yours
Draco moved his hands down to her breasts, caressing them before kissing them. His hands found their way back down to her hips. He lifted her shirt up slightly, and kissed her stomach, playing with Hermione's belly button ring that no one knew she had. That is until now, until this night with him. Hermione slowly but shyly moved her hands up his chest, caressing his bare skin. She pulled at the edge of his shirt, pulling it up over his head. She pulled him down towards him, and kissed him on the chest. Draco rolled over, pulling Hermione on top of him. He pulled her shirt off. He slowly eyed her chest, mostly her breasts. He moved his hands over her breasts again, which were still covered by a sexy blue lace bra.
If you see me with a man understand that you can't question me
The feelings that you caught ain't my fault can't help your jealousy
If you can handle the fact that what we have has got to be commitment free
Then we can keep this undercover lovin' commin' hidden underneath the sheets
Can you
Hermione moved her hands down to Draco's pants. She looked into his eyes and slowly unbuttoned his pants. Draco slipped off his shoes and let Hermione pull his pants off of him. He leaned into her and moved his hands up and down her legs. He pulled off Hermione's shoes one by one, setting them on the floor in front of the bed. He pulled her shirt off and was surprised by her sexy blue thong underwear. He moved his hands up to her bra, trying to find the clasp. Moving his hands to the back, he slipped it off like he had done it many times. The truth was, he may have done it before. Never in his right mind did he think in the past that he would be doing this with her. They had grown though. She had filled out. Her hair wasn't much different, other than she had learned to style it in ways to make it stand out and frame her beautiful face. Hermione put her hands on Draco's hips. She slipped her fingers under his silver boxers and slipped them off, revealing his whole body to her. Hermione looked up, her brown eyes shinning. No turning back now, too late now.
Put your hands on my waistline
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine you get yours
(but don't fall in love)
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Runnin' chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine you get yours
Draco slipped off of Hermione's thong. He kissed her lower stomach and moved up. Stopping her breasts to kiss them and caress them some more. He kissed her up towards her neck and stopped when he found that one sensitive spot. He stopped kissing her neck to kiss her on the lips. She kissed him back, hungrily. He looked into her eyes, to see if she was ready. She nodded her head and gave a weak smile. He moved gentle in, holding it when he saw pain in her eyes. He could see her biting her lips. He moved down and kissed her on the lips. She relaxed, moving her hands onto his hips. He slowly started to move in and out, gently, as to not hurt her anymore. No one knew that she had never done this before. People guessed but they never knew. Draco was gentle. So much different than what people would think he would be like. People always guessed that she would lose her virginity to Ron or Harry, not Draco, her enemy.
So come on and freak my body we can get nasty naughty
All night a private party
Gotta hit that spot just right
Work me like a 9 to 5
Slowly she moved with him, enjoying his movements, his body on top of hers. He kept most of his weight off of her thin frame. Hermione's pain was gone, at least for the moment. She whispered to Draco faster. He obeyed, going deeper, hitting her clitoris, causing her to whimper out in pleasure. They went on, enjoying the pleasure, calling one another's name. It was getting late, but no one would know. They were the head boy and girl after all. No one would walk in. No one would know. This was just a one night thing, no strings attached. Just a handsome young man, and a beautiful young lady, getting in touch with each other's physical bodies, nothing else, no emotions attached.
It ain't about the kissin' and huggin' cause this is a physical lovin'
Straight sweatin' our bodies are rubbin'
Gotta hit that spot just right work me like a 9 to 5
Draco kissed her on the neck. Hermione arched into him from the pleasure. He moved to the other side of her neck and kissed her again. Hermione arched up again at this and put her arms around him closing her eyes from the pleasure. She tightened her inner muscles. He smirked when he felt her inner muscles tighten out of response to her pleasure, never realizing that it turned him on even more, nearly putting him over the edge. He moved faster, pacing himself. Hermione kept up with him, their arms intertwined. Draco put one hand on her hip, and the other on her cheek. His kissed her on the lips. She kissed him back from the pleasure. He pushed harder, feeling he was near. He looked into her eyes, not looking away. She tightened her inner muscles again. This time he couldn't hold it any more. He went over the edge, taking her with him.
We have a physical thing
We make love, but don't fall in love
We spend time
Just enough so you get yours and I get mine
No strings attached
I want your body
Not your heart
He kept his pace until he had no more to give, exhausted. He looked at her and relaxed. He looked down at the sheets and saw the blood from her virginity that was no more. He laid his head on her shoulder and closed his eyes. He heard her whisper.
"Just a casual thing, but don't fall in love"
He looked at her with an amused look.
He kissed her again and rolled over, letting her rest on him.
"Maybe not a casual thing, just you and me, but don't fall in love" whispered Draco back to Hermione.
"Commitment free" whispered Hermione. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, too exhausted to stay awake any longer.
Draco watched her sleep.
"Just our private body, but don't worry, I won't fall in love" whispered Draco to a sleeping Hermione.
Draco closed his eyes and fell asleep. Tomorrow would be another day. Normal day or not they would still see each other. They may not talk about what they had done together, but it would be in their memories. They were two people after all, not one; two people going on different paths but stopping once in awhile to enjoy the others company. That was just how they were, the tension building up to the point where they used each other to relieve it their tension. This was just one time, neither caring that what they had done could affect their lives in more than one way. They would realize the consequences to the night they had together when it would be too late to do anything about it. One was a Slytherin, cunning and power hungry, living up his family name. The other a Gryffindor, brave and smart, standing up for what she believed in and finding all the information she could to further her education. But they would always have one thing in life that would hold them together, never letting them go the other direction, and all because of one night.