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Disclaimer: I aint Joann.
Summary: Draco and Hermione are now prefects, and have a midnight meeting in a bathroom....hmmm a peculiar place to do anything dirty...Rated R because of sexual content and sexual tension. Dont get fooled by the title.
Hermione felt very drowsy indeed when she had woken up. She felt drunk, actually. Getting up, her neck was stiff and horrid, and she felt as if something happend. There was a pool...water? Draco was there? Was it just a dream? She took off her covers and then horrified that she was naked, she put the covers back on quickly, relieved that prefects had their own dorm. Someone knocked on the door.
Putting the covers around her, she yelled, "Come on in." thinking it was Draco. It wasn't. "Herm, have you seen my cloak it was-" he seemed to be a loss for words as he saw Hermione squeal as she put the covers on her head.
"I'll be going now." said Harry, arkwardly and slamming the door behind him. Hermione sighed of utter embarrasment.
Getting up, she checked the time. She had overslept. Damnit she thought. Then she cheered up a bit because it was supposed to be a Quidditch match today. Putting on her robes, she brushed her hair and teeth, and asked a girl in the hallway where the slytherin boy's locker room was. Suspiciously looking at her, the girl informed Hermione where it was before going back to walking down the halls.
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Hermione peeked her head in and got steam up her nose. She backed away, thinking how hot it was in here. Looking around, she saw a couple of the Slytherin boys still showering. One was singing and took no notice of a Gryffindor or a girl was there. The other one as slipping soap over his body intensely, and was a silver haired dragon.
Hermione gave a little smile as the boy who was singing went to put his robes on. She walked towards the shower stall where Draco was closing his eyes as the hot water poured down his body. Hermione let her robes fall, imensely interested in Draco's thighs and what they lead up to. She stepped into the shower stall and he opened his eyes in surprise.
"Wanted to wish you luck." she cooed, leaning over to him. He grinned at her, and turned the shower off. His fingers jammed on her nipples, and he brought his lips harshly against hers. Hermione put her thigh up his waist, and felt him put his wandering hands on her ass, squeezing them a bit. Her crotch went up against his right leg, and he leaned foward as his hands raced through her hair.
Their kiss deepend, his tongue rolling against his.
They seemed to be mixing saliva for a moment before coming out for air. Hermione picked up her drenched robe from the shower stall.
"So this is wishing me luck? What will you do if I win?" asked Draco teasingly.
"Hmmm...will you? For me?" asked Hermione seductivley.
"What will my reward be?" asked Draco, leaning over.
"Hmm I dont know...anything you want?" asked Hermione, her body tensing up. She thought she could faint any second. How immoral she sounded, how bad. And yet she was having fun. Lots.
"Anything I want? So you'll be my slave? For how long?" asked Draco.
Hermione pushed him away softly, her lips opening.
"As long as you want...but only if you win." she said, putting on her drenched robes.
"I'll be sure to." he said, breathing hard.
"We'll see..." she said, turning around and walking away from the room. She shut the door behind her, laughing. This would be fun.
Disclaimer: I aint Joann.
Summary: Draco and Hermione are now prefects, and have a midnight meeting in a bathroom....hmmm a peculiar place to do anything dirty...Rated R because of sexual content and sexual tension. Dont get fooled by the title.
Hermione felt very drowsy indeed when she had woken up. She felt drunk, actually. Getting up, her neck was stiff and horrid, and she felt as if something happend. There was a pool...water? Draco was there? Was it just a dream? She took off her covers and then horrified that she was naked, she put the covers back on quickly, relieved that prefects had their own dorm. Someone knocked on the door.
Putting the covers around her, she yelled, "Come on in." thinking it was Draco. It wasn't. "Herm, have you seen my cloak it was-" he seemed to be a loss for words as he saw Hermione squeal as she put the covers on her head.
"I'll be going now." said Harry, arkwardly and slamming the door behind him. Hermione sighed of utter embarrasment.
Getting up, she checked the time. She had overslept. Damnit she thought. Then she cheered up a bit because it was supposed to be a Quidditch match today. Putting on her robes, she brushed her hair and teeth, and asked a girl in the hallway where the slytherin boy's locker room was. Suspiciously looking at her, the girl informed Hermione where it was before going back to walking down the halls.
***
Hermione peeked her head in and got steam up her nose. She backed away, thinking how hot it was in here. Looking around, she saw a couple of the Slytherin boys still showering. One was singing and took no notice of a Gryffindor or a girl was there. The other one as slipping soap over his body intensely, and was a silver haired dragon.
Hermione gave a little smile as the boy who was singing went to put his robes on. She walked towards the shower stall where Draco was closing his eyes as the hot water poured down his body. Hermione let her robes fall, imensely interested in Draco's thighs and what they lead up to. She stepped into the shower stall and he opened his eyes in surprise.
"Wanted to wish you luck." she cooed, leaning over to him. He grinned at her, and turned the shower off. His fingers jammed on her nipples, and he brought his lips harshly against hers. Hermione put her thigh up his waist, and felt him put his wandering hands on her ass, squeezing them a bit. Her crotch went up against his right leg, and he leaned foward as his hands raced through her hair.
Their kiss deepend, his tongue rolling against his.
They seemed to be mixing saliva for a moment before coming out for air. Hermione picked up her drenched robe from the shower stall.
"So this is wishing me luck? What will you do if I win?" asked Draco teasingly.
"Hmmm...will you? For me?" asked Hermione seductivley.
"What will my reward be?" asked Draco, leaning over.
"Hmm I dont know...anything you want?" asked Hermione, her body tensing up. She thought she could faint any second. How immoral she sounded, how bad. And yet she was having fun. Lots.
"Anything I want? So you'll be my slave? For how long?" asked Draco.
Hermione pushed him away softly, her lips opening.
"As long as you want...but only if you win." she said, putting on her drenched robes.
"I'll be sure to." he said, breathing hard.
"We'll see..." she said, turning around and walking away from the room. She shut the door behind her, laughing. This would be fun.