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Was this real? Slightly pinching himself to make sure he was not dreaming. He could feel the arousal forcing him to grow harder and harder as he witnessed this.

The sight before him could not have been recreated by the gods if he wanted.

Her long legs propped up on the bed with the light glistening just faintly over the small sheen of sweat. Her caramel mane splayed wildly on her pillow. Her eyes screwed shut in pleasure and her long elegant fingers rolling a perfect pink nipple between her fingers. And between her legs was her dripping pink core with... ... Was that a vibrator? Did the head girl have a little kink to her? He had only ever seen one in some muggle shag video, Blaise had shown him 6th year. He had always been curious and Granger had one between her legs. Bloody Hell this was hot, he could almost smell her arousal from the door.

He hardly noticed his own hand was stroking his erection through his boxers watching her press the vibrator onto her clit a little harder before a ringing

"FUCKKKKKKK"

echoed through the room as her walls clenched. Her juices leaked onto the bed and her body shuttered with each wave of the most powerful orgasm she could have ever imagined. Hermione was lost to the sensation. Dropping the vibrator on the bed and Draco stood mesmerized watching her come down from her high; completely sated and smiling.

Draco had to bite his tongue to swallow the moan that was growling through his chest. She looked so at peace; her smile natural and sweet, her wild curls, her skin glowing from sure pleasure.

Once her breathing slowed and she reached to turn the buzzing off, she felt a pair of eyes on her. Hermione shot up in bed staring in horror at the Slytherin in her doorway.

"What the bloody hell Malfoy?!" As she attempted to cover up.

"Oh no please don't be modest now, that was quite the show"

"How could you? And why are you in my room...again?! I locked the door and a silencing charm! Why are you here?" the tears were brimming in her eyes at this point. She was so embarrassed.

"Listen here Granger, I came in due to concern! We just survived a brutal war you see and you are gasping and moaning pretty loud I came to see if you were ok and boy! Am I glad I did. You did know those silencing charms have a time limit on them?"

She went ghost white, how could she have forgotten the time limit? How long was she pleasuring herself for? What time was it? Why was Malfoy still standing there? The more questions flooded through her mind, her blush only deepened.

His smirk only led to his eyes almost black with lust as he looked over the girl in front of him.

Rosy cheeks, her lips slightly parted and her eyes glowing from her high. Her wild mane was down right sexy and her breasts. HER BREASTS! Merlin how could she hide those under a jumper all these years? Those were the most beautiful things he has ever seen. They were larger than her baggy robes ever led anyone to believe. This girl had a perfect body and brains to put any wizard to shame.

Hermione couldn't help but notice the definition in his chest and chiseled abs as he stood in front of her in nothing but boxers. Maybe this was just the lust from her orgasm but she had to admit he was attractive. His muscles perfectly formed a delectable V showcasing a faint trail of white blonde hairs leading to what looks like his large and strained manhood. It was if there was a built in arrow pointing to this masterpiece of Draco. His alabaster skin only broken up by the dark green of his boxers, which only made him, that much sexier.

No. She can not be thinking about this. She needs to focus; Malfoy just saw her not only pleasuring her self but with a bloody sex toy. The first time she tried this and this happens .How mortifying! How was she supposed to face him and who ever he could tell all year?! She finally allowed her self some pleasure and this is how she was being punished.

Seeming to read her thoughts; "Calm down Granger I won't tell anyone but I promise you I could make sure you came much harder then you did with your little friend "

The Golden Girl was so much more then people gave her credit for, she was a woman that needed to be loved and fucked like a woman.

With a wink at her mortified face and scarlet blush he turned to leave to nurse his very swollen appendage. He knew it wouldn't take him long at all to cum, he had just been blessed with one of the more pure intimate sightings of the world.

"Malfoy..."

"Yes...? Please make this quick Granger"

Chewing her lip and her hands writhing in her lap she couldn't catch the words that flew out of her mouth.

"What did you mean could make me... cum...harder? Was I doing it wrong?" Almost choking on the word cum, she had never used that word before in her life.

Hermione went beyond scarlet red, there had to be a level beyond mortified. This must have been the orgasm talking, she never would have asked this in her right mind.

How could she ask that he must think she's some perverted slag. Oh gods what is she doing?!

Quickly trying to back track she started to stammer

" I'm sorry.. I...I..I.. Shouldn't have asked that oh gods I'm sorry! Forget I said a thing it's the lack of sleep talking, and the fire whiskey I had earlier. I'm sorry oh gods I never do this. Oh Merlin I'm so sorry"

Slowly sauntering toward her, he stepped in front of her bed breathing slowly, savoring in the musk of her arousal. He locked eyes with her and noticed the quick intake of her breath. Her pupils starting to dialate; almost becoming as lustful as his. He hadn't failed to notice her eyes shoot down to the small spot of pre-cum that darkened his boxers. A small gasp left her lips. He couldn't imagine being any harder then he already was.

She was so innocent, she had no idea how fucking sexy she was and knowing she was smarter then him was almost enough to finish him right then and there. Who would have guessed he would have a raging erection after getting to witness the Golden Girl pleasure herself and she cursed. He never would have imagined she even knew that word. She was always full of surprises. Nothing had ever sounded so sexy, except maybe his name falling from her lips in the middle of her climaxing around him.

With a sly smirk on his face as also Draco Malfoy could pull off, he lifted her chin to lock eyes with her.

Both were unsure how to proceed until Hermione finally placed those haunting grey eyes. The realization hit her with enough gust to leave her gasping for air.

There were so many memories that overwhelmed her at that moment

Throughout the years and the war, they had managed to meet each other's gaze on so many occasions, usually before some snide comment was made and Draco left the room or Harry and Ron made a comment about him being a ferret. Even across the great hall somehow they would manage to look up and catch the others gaze.

Those stormy grey orbs haunted her dreams but it always just a flash of them. Even before she punched him 3rd year she saw this storm in his eyes. This swirling vortex of emotion that told a very deep story. How could she not have noticed this before. She just assumed it was academic jealousy or social hatred for her un-pure bloodline. But here he is standing in her bedroom after refusing to be a death eater, after saving their lives and helping to defeat the dark lord. Those were never eyes of hate. Even when she met his father Draco's eyes bore into her soul before stepped up and urged Draco away from the silly muggle born, but not before the silent apology flashed in Draco's eyes. That same apology in his eyes begged for her forgiveness as his aunt forcibly mutilated her arm with that unfading scar.

No matter what her history with Draco he had never made her feel powerless. In fact, his snide comments or insults motivated her to study harder. They motivated her to be the best witch she could be. Deep down she knew he never meant anything he said about her being a mud-blood. That was his fathers abuse and parenting beaten into him. Draco's eyes gave all his secrets away.

She trusted him in a way, that he was as broken emotionally as she was, and through everything here they stood together with her at her most vulnerable and he had not made a single mean remark. He actually looked aroused and was focused on just her. No press around, no homework that needed to be completed, nothing for him to gain from this moment, just stormy grey locked on glowing amber eyes.

Draco stood there watching her clearly calculating something and took this as his cue to leave, feeling his heart about to break.

He was almost to door when he faintly heard

"It's you... " It was you the whole time"