Hey guys! Before any of you can curse me into the year 3008, I know that I broke my promise and didn't upload anything for a while. University has been a rude awakening for me and I haven't found ANY time to write anything! And believe me, it's killing me! Anyway, on to the story...

Disclaimer: I do not or will not EVER own ANYTHING of the Harry Potter universe, sadly. If I did, I would be the happiest woman alive.

Author's Note: I have ran out of pairings for the last 10 drabbles of this collection, so I would appreciate your help! You will get a shoutout in the story's AN (: PM me if you have any ideas! I'm up for anything (well, anything having to do with our dear ole Mione. :P). FORWARD TO THE STORY, TRUSTING STEEDS.

Hermione crossed the busy London street as she spotted the local café, where she was to meet Ginny. She walked into the entrance and was greeted by the host. After she gave her name and told him she was meeting someone here, he smiled in a flirtatious way. "Of course." He led her to a table where Hermione spotted her ambitious best friend looking into a spoon, obviously bored. Hermione cleared her throat, smiling as Ginny trailed her gaze away from her spoon and practically screamed.

"Hermione! Merlin, I thought you stood me up." Ginny chuckled, standing and pulling her into a hug. She pulled away, looking Hermione up and down. She narrowed her eyes, grinning evilly. "My, you look amazing. Milk does do the body good, doesn't it? I'm sure Draco knows that…" She winked.

Hermione's eyes and mouth went wide, a red tint coloring her cheeks. She playfully slapped her shoulder. "Ginny! You dirty pervert! What me and my boyfriend do in our free time, is none of your concern…" She said modestly, a blush still playing on her face. She turned to the waiter. "Can I please have a glass of water with lemon?" She asked nicely, sitting down at the table. He nodded and walked away, returning a few minutes later with a tall glass in his hand.

"So, how are you and Draco doing?" Ginny asked, her eyebrows waggling. Hermione sighed. Ginny was always in their intimate business. She never had a normal, nonsexual conversation with her best friend. Hermione chuckled, running her fingers through her hair.

"Ginny, we are fine." Hermione said, shaking her head. "Honestly, we are." Her mind flashed back to all the times they made love. Though, it seemed these last few times it was less…steamy than usual. She bit her lip, looking at Ginny.

"Er, Ginny? Actually, now that you mention it…Things haven't been as, um, steamy as usual.." She said, blushing furiously. She hated having these kind of conversations, although Ginny didn't mind spilling all of the horrifying things her and Harry did. She shuddered at the thought of that conversation. She'll never look at Harry the same again.

Ginny grinned evilly. "So, the sex life needs spicing up?" She asked, raising her eyebrows. She nodded, knowingly. "Well, I can help you with that Hermione. Just listen, I have ALL the secrets to hot, dirty sexy time. Not to mention a move I tried on Harry and it worked amazingly. " She winked, fingering Hermione to come closer as the latter cringed slightly.

Hermione turned her key, juggling a few grocery bags. Although the conversation with Ginny was absolutely horrifying when in the perspective of Harry, she actually got some good sex advice. Ginny had told her to get rough with him, saying that it really got them going. She also advised saying dirty, little things in his ear. Hermione blushed furiously as the thought popped into her head. She couldn't talk dirty to save her life. She shook her head as if to shake the thoughts from her mind. She continued to the pantry and cabinet to put away the groceries.

She was reaching up to the top shelf to put away a box of macaroni when hands snaked around her waist and lips touched her neck softly. She gasped softly, falling backwards into the man's chest. She turned around and once she established that it wasn't a stranger trying to get into her knickers, she slapped the man's arm. Looking up with a mad pout on her face, she crossed her arms.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy. I could have fallen and broken something. Shame on you." She said, letting a smile break through her façade.

Draco chuckled, shaking his head. "I'm sorry, love. I couldn't help it. Especially..." He resting his hands on her hips, looking down at her with a familiar glint in his eyes. "when you're looking as sexy as you do."

Hermione raised her eyebrows, as she ran her hands up his chest to wrap around his neck. She quickly looked down to her attire. She was wearing a pair of jeans and one of Draco's old Quidditch shirts. She looked back up to him, a smirk playing on her lips. She could play this as her advantage…

"Oh, really? I don't see anything sexy about this shirt." She said, slowly pulling the shirt over her head. Under the emerald cotton shirt concealed a black lace bra, a gift from the man in front of her. She looked up to him innocently, as his eyes widened at her attire.

She noticed his surprise "What's wrong Draco?" She purred in his ear, running her hands through his hair. She felt something familiar poke her. She smirked, looking down. "Happy to see me, love?"

Draco smirked, looking down at her as he gripped her hips. "Of course I am. Shall we…erm, lay down?" He asked, a mysterious glint in his eyes as he winked. She smirked as she nodded, grabbing his shirt and pulling him with her as she walked towards their bedroom.

She pushed him down on the bed roughly, remembering Ginny's advice. She smirked, her nerves from earlier gone. She straddled his lap, pulling him up to her by his neck. She attacked his lips as she ground herself into him.

"Bloody hell, Mia…" He groaned into her mouth as his hands ran down to her ass, to squeeze them roughly. She flipped her hair out of her way sexily, as she latched onto his neck. She bit and suck on his known sensitive spot, making him close his eyes and a moan escape from his lips.

Hermione smirked as she continued to kiss up his neck, sucking every now and then. She made it to his earlobe, where she bit and sucked. She finally got the courage up to talk dirty to him. "Draco…I want you to fuck me…I want you to fuck me hard." She purred in his ear, breathing heavily.

She heard a groan and felt her herself go down onto the bed, the cool sheets on her bare back. She looked up to see her man looking down at her with his eyes full of lust and unbuckling his belt. She smirked as she beckoned him with her forefinger.

Hermione arched her back as her climax screamed through her. She collapsed onto the wet bed as Draco fell onto her. Panting heavily she closed her eyes, smiling softly.

Draco looked up to her, grinning. "Where…in the bloody hell…did you learn…that?" He panted, tucking a sweaty strand of hair behind her ear. Hermione grinned, unable to hide it.

"Ginny told me about it today at lunch. Do you like it?" She asked, raising her eyebrow. Draco gaped at her in mock shock and nodded enthusiastically.

"Give my thanks to Ginny when you see her next."

Alrighty then. Here's the deal. If I get at least 10 reviews, I'll get smuttier with the next installment. And I'm not talking implying the sex. I'm talking full blown details of hot, steamy sex between Draco and Hermione set in Hogwarts era. (; Hit them review buttons people!