Disclaimer:

JKR owns Harry Potter and friends.  I'm just borrowing them for a while.  If I could buy Draco, I would.

Oh, and who knows who owns Lifesavers?  I'm borrowing them too.

Part 2. Gryffindor too.

Draco was really enjoying himself.

He didn't really like Muggle candy- hell, he didn't really like Muggle anything­- but this candy, yum.  It was pretty good.  He made a mental note to go ask Granger for some more the next time he ran into her at the library.

Draco swirled the Lifesaver around in his mouth, rounded a corner and passed by Pansy, who was staring at him slack-jawed.  He raised an eyebrow. "What is it, Pansy?"

"Nothing," she squeaked, still staring.

Draco frowned and walked on.  He noticed the Patil twins- Priscilla and Persephone, was it?- staring at him, and some Gryffindor girl.  Was her name Violet?  Oh, eww.  She was coming over.  She was going to talk to him!  Draco looked from side to side but he couldn't evade the scary blonde bearing down on him with purpose in her eyes.

"Hi, Draco," she said.  "I'm Lavender."

Oh, that was right, Lavender.  Draco inclined his head regally and started playing with the Lifesaver with his tongue.  Her eyes glazed over.  Draco frowned.  She seemed to be staring at his… mouth?

Merlin's ghost, he realized.  It's the bloody candy!  This is no ordinary Muggle candy, he thought to himself.

Pivoting on his heel, he set off to look for Granger.

He tried to ignore the little group of Hufflepuff girls who started trailing along in his wake.

*

Hermione was almost at the Fat Lady when a strong hand grabbed her arm and pulled her off down the hall.

"Ergh," was all she could say when she realized that it was Draco Malfoy's hand.  She cleared her throat.  "What do you want, Malfoy?"

He looked at her suspiciously.  "That candy," he began.

Her lips twitched.  "If you want the whole roll, just say so."

He raised an eyebrow.  "Except for the pineapple and coconut, of course."

"Of course," she agreed.  She reached into the pocket of her robes and held out what was left of the roll, which she'd tried to put back in the mangled wrapper.

He stared at her hand.  "Granger, are you sure that's just Muggle candy?"

She was too surprised to forget not to look at him.  He had a puzzled look in his grey eyes, making him look almost boyish.

"I was walking down the hall, and I got accosted by some of your Gryffindor friends and their sister and Pansy," he complained.  "And I just managed to lose a gang of little Hufflepuff girls."

"Accosted?" she repeated.  "Accosted, how?"

Draco began to tell how, exactly.  "I mean I know I'm a bloody Hogwarts sex god, but this is ridiculous even for me," he whined.  "How am I supposed to go walking down the halls with women flinging themselves at me?"

Hermione bit her lip, trying not to laugh.  "What exactly were you doing when the flinging started?"

"Nothing!  I was just walking and eating this bloody candy you gave me!" he bit out.  "And since I walk all the time, I came to the conclusion that it was all the candy's doing."  He leaned closer and lay both palms flat against the corridor wall.  "So, fess up, Granger.  Did you enchant the candy or not?"

She rolled her eyes and reminded herself to breathe.  Bad idea, she thought immediately as she inhaled his perfume.  Thank God for the wall or she'd be melted into a puddle on the floor.  "To what purpose would I enchant candy so that girls would follow you all around school?" she managed to say.

His fingers brushed her hand, fisted over the remaining candy.  "If it's not enchanted, you wouldn't mind eating one for me right now would you?"  He opened the fist and smiled.  "Ahh," he purred, taking one out of her hand.  A red one.  "Go go Gryffindor," he smirked, pushing it in her mouth.

Hermione shivered at the touch of his fingers against her lips.  Instinctively, she started sucking on the candy, swirling it around her mouth as he had done with his earlier.

Draco stared.

Hermione's lips were wet and stained red by the candy.  She lolled the candy around in her mouth, staring at him uncertainly.  He swallowed.  This had to be without a doubt the sexiest thing he'd ever seen the Mudblood do.

"I was right," he whispered.

"What?"  Hermione's luscious red mouth was hanging open, he noted painfully.

"Bloody everlasting hell," he breathed.  "They are enchanted."  He leaned closer.  "What flavor is the Gryffindor one again?"

"It's-" she began.

"Never mind," he said against her lips.  His tongue flicked out to taste her.  Hermione's lips parted in surprise.  His tongue swooped in, sweeping from side to side, tasting, tasting.  Hermione clutched at his arms, shaking, not knowing what to do.

Finally he pulled away.  They were both breathing hard.

He looked at her piercingly.  "Well, what do you know."

She licked her lips.  "What?"

Draco was still looking at her lips.  "It appears I like the red ones too."

Hermione made a little sound.  Draco leaned over and kissed her again, thoroughly.  "Mmmmm," he said.  "I definitely like the Gryffindor one."

"Well," Hermione said, stunned at her own audacity, "I think you should maybe taste all those flavors just to be sure."

His eyes gleamed.  "What an excellent idea, Miss Granger.  Ten points to Gryffindor."