TUTORING IN A SPECIAL WAY
Chapter 7
"Lesson two slightly gone out of hand(s)"
DISCLAIMER:This is getting old. I solemnly swear that I am up to no-good and do not own Harry Potter.
WARNING: I thought I should put a little warning in here although I already rated the story M. This is lemon, NC-17, Mature… don't like, don't read.
But don't get all excited yet, I could've put in the warning already in Ch5 (still there is some action coming up now… enjoy!)
The rain was tapping against the window as Hermione stared into the fire. It was the usual evening in the Gryffindor Tower.
Students were playing 'Snape explodes', Wizard Chess or just pranks on each other. Some were cuddling up at the fire place and some like Hermione were just leaning over their books and homework.
Hermione turned her attention back to the book she was reading.
"Oy! Mione, can you help me with my DADA-essay?"
Hermione closed her eyes and turned to face Ron who looked at her expectantly. Harry nudged him, looking apologetically a Hermione. She had told them that they had to stop asking her for her help because in the end she would be doing the whole thing by herself anyways.
"It's okay, Harry"
She closed her book and moved over to a happily grinning Ron.
"What is it exactly you're needing help with?"
"Erm… everything?" said Ron and looked at her.
"Alright. Move over Ronald" she sighed.
"Thank you, Hermione, you're the best!"
Ron beamed.
"Sure" she said, trying not to let the bitterness in her voice slip.
"Seriously, Herms! I mean it. You are a great friend…-"
"Ron, do you want me to do it or not? Get going already"
She hadn't meant to snap at him. He looked at her puzzled and turned to walk away looking absolutely dumbfounded. Hermione nearly stopped him to apologize but did not.
You're a great friend…
Hermione cursed under her breath. She just couldn't concentrate. The tapping of the rain wasn't helping either. It grew louder and louder… until-
"There's an owl outside" a first year shouted and hurried to the window to let the grey owl that kept flying up and down, tapping at the window, in.
A cold breezed swept in with it and a few rain drops hit her face. She turned to Ron's homework again.
Someone cleared their throat.
"Er, you're Hermione Granger, aren't you?"
The boy who had opened the window looked at her shyly.
"The letter's for you, I guess"
He quickly dropped it on her table and hurried away.
H. Granger
Hermione opened the letter and quickly looked around, checking that no one was watching.
Because who would send her an owl beside…
Yes, Dear, I am Draco Malfoy. And I am your tutor.
Since you seem to be a feisty one, especially in public, I thought it was time for some Unscheduled Extra Surprising Test that I have already announced. May these tame you! And maybe you will learn to respect an authority as well if you don't want it to learn the hard way.
But for now, be at our room on Thursday same time as always.
Your tutor,
D.M.
"As always" Hermione snorted.
But then she slowly put the parchment away. The smile on her lips was sad. You're a great friend…
And maybe Malfoy was a great tutor but still it seemed hopeless when it came to her and Ron being anything more than 'great friends'.
Snorting quietly she began doing Ron's homework while having her mind on something completely else. Malfoy, that is. She really couldn't possibly thinking about him right now but she did anyways. About the way he had sneaked up on her when she came from the loo. And the way he was actually being nice for once… well, scratch that, she thought angrily, remembering the Potions Lesson.
With a last scrape of her quill she finished the essay on Thestrals and decided she would owl Malfoy back. She wanted to tell him that it was futile and she was thankful for his help but wouldn't need it no more. Plain and simple.
She got up, walked over to Ron and shoved the parchment in his hand.
"Here you go"
Ron looked up to her gently and smiled shyly. Hermione was startled.
"What?" she asked, softer now.
"I really, really don't want you to take it the wrong way but… Hermione, you really are the best!"
He gave her a broad grin and suddenly and catching her totally off guard he gave her a quick perk on the cheek.
His ears went a little reddish but he didn't turn away.
Hermione couldn't believe it and just stared at him until he gave one little last smile and went to put his homework away.
Ron had the nerve to..!
Ron really was a screw-up.
He first screwed up when Hermione madly fell in love with him and he didn't even notice.
Then he screwed up when he started following Lavender like a love-sick puppy. He screwed up, telling her that she was 'a great friend', a fucking friend.
And now… now he had the gall to kiss her!
It was only a perk…on the cheek… a small one, yes. BUT! But now she would only blame herself for the rest of her miserable life if she stopped her tutoring with Draco.
And Ron, the prat couldn't even do his homework on his own!
But his broad smile and his dark blue eyes just always had to convince her. Her Ron… She sighed.
She noticed the grey owl hadn't flown away yet and sat on the arm chair patently, looking at her with mild interest.
She hurriedly scribbled a note.
Malfoy,
Thank you, I know perfectly well who you are and that I have –no doubt- made a pact with the embodiment of evil. But you are helping me and for that I owe you.
I do not think however that the UESTs, as you like to call them so fondly, will be necessary.
I will be there. On Thursday I mean, same time as last time
H.Granger
She beckoned to the owl and it flew on her shoulder, waiting until she had securely attached the note, gently tugging at her ear a few times.
"You know where to…"
The owl hooted softly and flew through the window Hermione opened for it.
It was still raining but Hermione wasn't bothered by the rain drops against her face.
She watched as the owl flew towards the quidditch fields, deeper and deeper until it completely was swallowed by darkness.
She yawned and decided to go to bed.
The next day she didn't see Malfoy at all.
She tried to tell herself that she wasn't concerned but only curious as to why he was missing when she glanced over to the Slytherin table, trying to catch sight of him. Without much result, if you don't count the way her heart sped up for a second when she caught sight of blonde hair- which she found out did not belong to Malfoy but to a second year Slytherin whose hair color resembled Malfoy's an awful lot.
She just didn't see why it seemed to bother her so much.
She, Harry and Ron spent their day that had surprisingly many free periods – a merlin-sent secret virus had attacked the teachers, according to Ron whose mood had risen constantly from one free period to the next- mostly out doors and Hermione wondered what it was like to live down in the dungeons without any sun light.
Although it was quite a warm October day it was fairly too cold to swim in the lake so they just went to lay down at the shore, watching the giant squid lazily though Hermione's eyes were mostly fixed on Ron, her thoughts wandering darker parts though… darker and deeper and still down in the dungeons where the Slytherin common room was.
Hermione couldn't sleep. She lay in her bed wide awake with open eyes.
She really was looking forward to learning more…
Maybe it was only her imagination but it seemed that since her lesson with Malfoy she was less self-conscious around Ron.
After the kiss (perk) she really was being enthusiastic (pretty damned sure) that Ron could (would) be going to like her like that after all.
She was already planning their first date…
He would be asking. She would say yes immediately of course. He would invite her at the beginning of the week and she would be looking forward to it for five days until –finally- on Saturday they would be going out. Ron would take her to a romantic dinner and afterwards they would…
Hermione blushed slightly and thought about all the bases she hadn't been to but was definitely planning to go.
Platinum blond flashed before her eyes.
Hermione squinted her eyes and huffed. She didn't think that it count if Malfoy took her to the bases first… as long as it wasn't the last one- and they would definitely NOT go to that base together. Ever!
But Hermione couldn't help the damp feeling in her panties when she thought about the kiss (the heavy making-out) and how nice (over-whelming, exciting, hot) it had been.
She remembered his licks and bites and sucking on her neck. And the way he had pressed her to the table…
Hermione held the moan back just in time and immediately forbid herself to think such thoughts again.
Ron had kissed her!
This was going to be great and Malfoy would be helping her making it great.
Between her and Ron!
Ron… Ron… Nice… Funny… Her Ron…
Red hair… Freckles… Grey eyes…
Wait! Grey?
And with that she slowly drifted off into dreamland.
She woke up with a start.
This tapping noise in her dreams… actually came from the window.
She groggily moved up and without fully opening her eyes slurped to the window to open it.
Cold wind blew into the room and Parvati made a disapproving noise. Hermione quickly closed the windows again but nor before letting a now familiar, grey owl in.
"You again" she smiled sleepily.
The petite owl stretched her leg out so Hermione could get the message the owl had.
Why so formal, Hermione?
I will definitely take you up on your offer, don't worry! You're gratefulness will not be the only price.
Anyways I hope you missed me yesterday and corrected the fatal error you made. You seriously forgot to add that I am not only the embodiment of evil but also of sexiness.
And here I am thinking Hermione Granger, the book worm, never leaves out the most important facts… Tut-tut.
But I forgive you, do not fear. I wanted to announce that something else has come up and we will meet not at 9pm as originally planned but earlier, at 6pm during dinner, to be precise. Our room will not be safe then but I have found a better option. Just follow me out right after dinner has started.
And feed my owl, will you.
D.
Hermione looked at his owl and once again asked herself what was wrong with men and especially this specimen.
She figured she couldn't let the poor thing starve only because it's owner apparently was the most arrogant and self-absorbed git she had ever met so she silently stole some owl bush from Parvati's new owl, Sapphire, a snow-white owl quite similar to Hedwig but instead of amber Sapphire's eyes were a bright blue.
While the small owl fed herself on the bush Hermione she went to the bath room, splashing cool water on her face, brushing her teeth and hair.
When the came back from the bath room she saw Parvati and Lavender fussing over Malfoy's owl.
Hermione had no idea why that annoyed her so much and why she felt like prying the owl from their groping and petting delicate hands.
"Oh my god, what a cute little owl that is Hermione" Lavender said.
"Who is it from?"
They looked at her expectantly and Hermione quickly thought up a lie, finding it surprisingly hard to do so.
Who would send her an owl beside Harry and Ron during summer vacation?
"It's from… Dr-… erm, Darren" she stuttered.
"Darren!!?" they both squealed in excitement and in a matter of seconds were at her side, forgetting all about the owl that eyed them curiously.
"Do not say you have a boy friend, Hermione"
"Shut up!" Lavender cried out.
"No, I do not… I…-"
It was then Hermione realized it wouldn't be quite that bad if they believed that she had a boy friend.
"Okay, guys, you caught me! His name's Darren and I met him in Greece… summer vacation."
Maybe now they would see her from a different light. Plus, she could also could lie about her lack of experience and that would make her more attractive, right?
"Oh my god, you must be kidding! I would never have thought-- …"
Parvati clasped her hand on Lavender's mouth and she blushed slightly, shutting up.
"Aaanyways, Hermione, that's great!"
"Really good for you" Lavender added.
Hermione barely noticeable narrowed her eyes and then turned around.
"Thanks… I have to write him a reply now."
She grabbed a piece of parchment and angrily scribbled a reply while still feeling the presence of the two girls behind her, giggling quietly.
One day I will regret this but until then I am playing your game.
See you at dinner,
Hermione
She hastily folded the note and tied it to the owl's leg.
She really needed to ask Malfoy for her name she thought as she went downstairs.
She didn't have any classes with Malfoy on Thursdays and she didn't see him in the corridor either so seeing him at dinner she felt her surprise at how it seemed like she hadn't seen him in a long time.
It had been two days!
Two days! It was ridiculous, it wasn't like she had missed him or anything and Hermione tried to pretend she was not looking over at the Slytherin table over and over again while loading her plate with potatoes.
She had barely started eating when he got up.
Her eyes followed him as he strode through the hall.
She took a gulp of her pumpkin juice and got up, heading after him.
When had exited the hall she looked around, seeing him no where.
She cleared her throat.
"Malfoy?"
"Hey"
Some one grabbed her waist and spun her around.
Malfoy leaned down and gave a quick kiss on the lips and Hermione gave a surprise shock-yelp but he had already let go of her.
He took her by the hand and pulled her after him.
"You taste like pumpkin juice" he commented.
Hermione wasn't sure weather that was a good or a bad thing so she just obediently let herself be dragged down some stairs.
They were coming closer and closer to the dungeons and Hermione wondered where he planned to take her.
Not that she was seriously worried but he wondered why he would take her to a place that was that close to the dungeon of the Slytherins.
His pale, slender fingers curled around her hand and where they touched it prickled slightly.
His hand let go off her and she saw that they were standing in front of…
"A wall?"
"Always pointing out the obvious, now, are you" he grinned superiorly.
"But…-" she started but he cut her off.
"It is not a common wall though. It grants entrance to something. Something quite similar to the Room of Requirement"
Hermione's eyes grew wide.
Last year she and the so-called "Dumbledore's Army" had practised their DADA skills in the Room of Requirement.
A magical room that could only be discovered by someone in need.
But that room was located on the seventh floor- not down in the dungeons.
Her eye brows shot up and he chuckled quietly.
"I take it you remember the Room of Requirement then?"
He cast a spell, only moving his lips without making a noise.
He pulled back his sleeve some and drew a path on the wall with his index finger.
Hermione tried to remember them but it seemed every time she concentrated on a certain movement it was erased from her head.
Now Draco whispered something very quietly and in awe Hermione watched as a stone door appeared on the wall as if someone had just taken away a concealing charm.
He touched it carefully and a silvery door knob grew right into her hand.
She turned it, pushing open the door.
Inside it was dark and Hermione sensed Malfoy sending her an amused side glance.
"You can enter."
She hesitated.
"The room will not ravish you… nearly as much as I will" he showed his teeth dangerously and Hermione, against her better judgement set a foot in the room.
As soon as she had done that the room lightened up.
She felt a slight push from behind and Malfoy closed the door behind them.
The room they were standing in looked exactly like she imagined the Slytherin Common Room to look like, only that it seemed it would be a little too small for all the Slytherins.
When she looked closer she also noticed that it seemed cosier than what the Slytherin Common Room surely would be like.
There was a fire place where a small fire burned, dark green velvet sofas and armchairs where placed everywhere.
The flickering fire created constantly moving shadows on the walls.
Someone cleared their throat.
"I just found out about it" Malfoy said.
"Make yourself at home" he motioned over to a couch facing the fire place.
Hermione walked over and sat down.
He followed her, sitting down cross-legged in an armchair next to her.
Hermione avoided his gaze and looked at the fire intently until her vision was blurred with blinding dots.
"Hermione… you sit there as if I am going to eat you"
Hermione forced herself to look at him and tried to look relax.
"If you want a massage all you have to do is ask" and attempted to sit up.
"No! I'm okay!" Hermione panicked.
All of the sudden she was afraid he might touch her. She was afraid of what would happen, what she would do if she surrendered to his touch because –damn- he was good at it…
"That's why you came her in the first place…" she told herself.
She had come here to let Malfoy tutor her in … being intimate. And, damn, Hermione, touching is the basic idea.
"Okay, suit yourself"
The pout Hermione that was gracing his lips seemed to be part of Hermione's hallucination.
"I decided that since you seriously have to learn how to loosen up you will attend your lessons in your underwear"
His satisfactory smile did not waver.
When Hermione wanted to protest he put up a finger.
"Tut-tut. You can be grateful I did not tell you to come without clothes to all your classes… Although the look on Snape's face would be classic"
Hermione was shocked but once again she really had to remind herself that this was for her.
Although it seemed to her that Malfoy was enjoying himself quite a lot as well.
She sighed.
She grabbed the edges of her shirt and pulled it over her head. She threw it next to her on the couch.
Her skirt followed right after she had got rig of her shoes and socks.
"Good girl…" someone whispered against her ear.
Before she could bark away she was grabbed around both her wrists and pressed down to the couch by Malfoy's strong arms.
"I told you to relax already" he whispered.
When she was laying without struggling he let go off her wrists and took her by the knees, heaving her over his own legs so that she was fully laying on the couch.
He pushed her hair back a little.
"So, Hermione, let's have a talk…"
He looked in the direction of fire but his finger slowly traced her arm up and down from time to time.
She looked at his profile and then closed her eyes, giving in to the touch.
"Since you hadn't even actually ever kissed a guy I take it you have never been to second base either. But- have you ever maybe…" he trailed off.
His finger moved from over her arm to her belly and judging from the very soft, hardly noticeable puff of air she felt he seemed to have moved to face her now.
"Have you ever touched yourself?" he asked as his thumb slowly grazed the waistband of her underwear.
"No" Hermione gasped.
"Why not… it's good" he said.
When she didn't answer he shifted.
"Alright then"
Her eyes flew open when she felt butterfly-light kisses being placed on her belly.
Soft thumbs were grazing the underside of her bra and a warm, soft mouth followed, kissing its way over her bra and then the exposed flesh of her breasts.
The kisses grew moister and even on her legs goose bumps erupted.
He worked on the crook of her neck with his mouth thus she didn't notice his hands working her bra open.
When it fell away her breathing stopped for a short moment.
He didn't stop his ministrations though, sucking and licking on her neck while softly kneading her breasts.
A feeling spread like hot liquid spread through her body and her body began to ache.
One hand tipped her head back from under her chin and Malfoy nibbled on her throat lightly, his hair tickling her face in a pleasant way.
His fully-clothed pressed up against her exposed skin.
He lifted himself off a little and Hermione kept her head tipped back.
With a swift movement the rest of her underwear was pulled down. It was pushed to her ankles and slid off over her feet.
She was completely naked now.
And when Draco lowered his head now it wasn't anywhere near her face or torso.
Hermione gasped loudly as she felt his tongue.
Her legs were grabbed roughly and firmly put on his broad shoulders.
His tongue worked on her and a feeling dangerously near to bliss shook her from toe to head.
When he shifted his head Hermione's body arched up and she bit back a cry that nearly escaped.
He moved faster and all the pleasure that had built up was released. She cried out, not able to hold it back anymore.
She panted, her body moving with every intake and outlet of breath.
Draco lapped up the juices on her thighs and moved his head up her body after untangling her legs from his neck.
His chin settled on her chest and he looked up at, his grey eyes sparkling with mischievous mirth.
His tongue darted out, licking his lips slowly, his eyes never leaving her face.
Hermione swallowed.
Was this part of the tutoring?
"What'd you do that for?" she asked foolishly. She blinked and tried to regain her composure.
"Because I wanted to…" he breathed.
Hermione stared at him in shock.
"Really?" she asked.
"No" he said and suddenly burst out laughing, pointing at her startled expression.
His body shook as she blushed furiously.
"Why do you think I did it, Hermione?"
He was laughing still. She wasn't answering, keeping her lips tightly pressed together.
"I did it because I wanted you to get used to it… and I wanted for you to loosen up" he said matter-of-factly and got up from her.
He looked at her and when she still looked at him flabbergasted he cracked up laughing once again.
She quickly sat up, trying to shield herself from him with a sofa cushion.
"No need to hide that body of yours. It's not like I haven't seen everything already"
Hermione searched around for her panties and tried to get rid of the orgasms' after-effect that tried to extend in her body.
She sighted her bra and put it on quickly all the while ignoring Malfoy who was watching her.
Her undies were nowhere to be found unfortunately.
Doubting that they would disappear into thin air she raised her head to look at Malfoy suspiciously.
He was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, watching her with mild interest. His face had lit up when she had raised her head.
"Looking for these?"
Dangling from his long fingers were her panties.
"Yes!" she exclaimed and was about to get up when he strode towards her.
"Don't get your knickers in a bunch, Granger"
He snickered and handed her her underwear.
Snatching it from his fingers she pulled them on quickly.
When she put on her skirt and shirt he said:
"I had planned more for today but it seems like you had enough… Hmm, you don't respond that well to my treatment – at least afterwards- so I think we should do it some more another day…"
"I don't think so" she said and tied her shoe.
"If you don't stop being such a bitch about I see no point in helping you any longer" he said and his voice was angered now.
"Fine!" she yelled and got up.
She heard him growl behind her.
"Oh no you don't"
She was spun around and kissed angrily.
He pushed his tongue inside of her mouth and she gagged at first but when she started kissing back he kissed her gentler, taking her face in his hands but still with a lot of fervour.
He let go off her face and she looked up at him.
"'m sorry" she mumbled.
"Forget it" he said and walked towards the door.
She followed him quickly and a little sheepishly, nearly falling over her own feet.
He pressed the whole of his palm into the door and then turned the knob to open it.
As soon as they had both exited the room the lights went out, leaving it completely dark once again.
Malfoy closed it with a thud.
They were standing in the corridor. The door had disappeared already. They were standing in the dim corridor as the Slytherin faced her.
"I'm sorry. For lying, you know."
He looked down at his feet and if she didn't know he did not have the decency to ever feel like that she would've sworn he was embarrassed.
"What?" she asked quietly, wanting him to look up at her.
He did eventually and she saw a wolfish grin play on his lips.
"I did eat you after all…"
TBC
Erm, okay, this didn't really turn out the way it was supposed to… Well, what can I do?
Okay here comes the OFFICIAL APOLOGY:
I am sorry, sorry, sorry! For taking ages. I am bad. BUT however this chapter is really long, making up for it a little. I hope I'm not moving too fast though.
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Still hope you liked it and you weren't bothered by the Draco-free time in the beginning – much. And don't be mad at Draco too much (lol). He is being quite a meanie right now. Maybe he has his period (lol)
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Anyways, things that might seem like minor detail could be important for the later chaps if you were asking yourselves why I put certain things in here.
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Now, you know the deal. Please Read/Review! … If you still like me, that is.
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BTW: Someone mentioned my last chapter was a little OTT (over the top) and I think they're right. I couldn't quite figure out what bugged me about it but now I know… Grumble.