ch7:
Hermione groaned, overwhelmed by the sensation.
'Did it hurt?' Malfoy asked whispering against her mouth.
'No.' Her eyes were still closed. She didn't pull away. 'It was... good.'
He buried his hands in Hermione's hair staring at her lips, longing to feel their smoothness upon his. He had kissed so many girls before but he had never experienced this kind of thrill.
It felt like an eternity before his lips finally touched hers softly. He tasted her sweet mouth as if it was red wine though it was burning him like firewhisky. She didn't object. She had expected it, almost dying of impatience.
She grabbed his robe and pulled him closer, responding fervently. Encouraged, Malfoy deepened the kiss and when she parted her lips his tongue accepted the invitation eagerly.
Hermione had never thought a kiss could kill. She had never thought a kiss could be that sweet, that passionate and exciting. Krum's kiss was hard, aggressive and unemotional. Ron? Ron would probably forget to use his tongue... But kissing with Malfoy was heaven itself. Malfoy... He was stunning. Even if he was a vampire, even if his hunger was due to the full moon... He was just ... a perfect lover. He may have been the king of the Slytherin ferrets, but he definitely could kiss. Yes, his kiss was... so unlike him. How could an arrogant, heartless prat kiss like that?
Malfoy was literally bewitched. 'Ron must be an idiot,' he thought, 'to neglect this passionate girl who can kiss as if there was no tomorrow.' Yes, her kiss was... so unlike her. It was surprising that an irritating know-it-all bookworm could liplock like that. He felt a bit guilty about the scorching kiss with the queen of mudbloods but tried to ignore it. 'This all is because of the full moon and my vampire instincts,' he reminded himself omitting the fact that she was breathtakingly sexy with her wet hair, bare shoulders, lit by the fire. And Malfoy was not a man to miss the chance with such a girl.
For a moment they pulled back, gasping for air but were tempted to melt into another hot kiss. Before that, however, there was a loud crack and Dobby was standing in the middle of the room.
Malfoy and Hermione jumped and looked at him in disbelief.
'Dobby?!' Hermione was more than surprised.
'Miss Ganger. Mister... Malfoy,' the house-elf bowed to greet them, though the way he looked at Malfoy was not too pleasant.
He continued.
'Professor Mad Eye Moody sent Dobby here to tell you, that the gillyweed problem has been solved. As he said, mission abort. You can get back to the castle.'
'Where did he get gillyweed from?' Malfoy was curious.
'Sir, Dobby helped Professor Moody to stea... to obtain the plant.'
'Dobby,' Hermione's voice was worrying, 'I hope you didn't get yourself in trouble. You didn't steal it, did you?'
'Dobby didn't have any other chance because he wanted to help Harry Potter, miss. Professor Moody promised Dobby he would talk about stea... , I mean, borrowing the gillyweed with Professor Snape.'
'You stole it from Snape?!' Hermione was shocked.
'In that case, I wouldn't buy green bananas anymore, if I were you,' Malfoy murmured.
Hermione glared at the boy.
'What?' He shrugged his shoulders. 'I'm just saying that stealing from Snape is not the secret of long life.'
'Dobby is always careful and can take care of himself.' The house-elf took a bow again and disapparated with a loud crack.
'Poor Dobby.' The girl sighed.
'Don't worry about that elf.' He was angry with the elf for interrupting them.
'If it had depended on you, Dobby would still be the slave of the Malfoy family.'
'Stop it, Granger, please. If there's a topic I don't want to discuss with you is the rights of the house-elves.'
'What topic would you like to talk about instead?'
'To tell the truth, it's not talking I would like most at the moment but I think we'd better get dressed and leave this creepy place. I have a bad premonition.'
'Exceptionally I agree with you, Malfoy. Let's get dressed.'
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Some minutes later Malfoy left the bathroom-like place, wearing his dry suit and dress-robe.
'May I come in?' Without waiting for the answer he entered the bedroom where Hermione was standing in front of the mirror, struggling to zip up her dress on the back.
'Shall I help?' He walked up behind her. Though he was better at unzipping girls' dresses.
She nodded. She felt his hot breath on her neck and the touch of his warm fingers on her back. Malfoy felt the temptation to trail kisses on her white neck, taste the smooth skin with his lips... taste it... maybe bite it a little...
Hermione felt Malfoy's wet lips touch her neck. Merlin, why did it feel so good? She looked into the mirror. There was her, standing in her purple dress, tilting her head to enjoy the sensation. But she was alone. Malfoy was nowhere. No reflection of him.
She gasped and turned back quickly.
He stood there, his eyes sparkling green.
'Uhm... Could you zip it?' Hermione asked nervously.
'Sure.'
'And... And I don't know what to do with my high-heel shoes. They are so uncomfortable. Shall I go barefoot?'
Malfoy took the shoes from her and with one movement broke their heels off.
'Here. I suppose they'll be better now.'
'Thanks.' She whispered, still afraid to look into his eyes.
Malfoy started to put on the snake-shaped cuff-links.
'Look what I found in the pocket of the robe from the wooden chest.' Hermione showed Malfoy a golden key, decorated with the figure of a stag. 'I remember seeing this stag figure somewhere in Hogwarts.' She added.
Malfoy had a glance at it.
'I hope not in Snape's or Mad Eye's room. I'll definitely won't follow you there, Granger.'
Hermione was examining the nicely elaborated key.
'Gosh... It... can't be...' Malfoy was paler than usual watching his cuff-links. His voice was so horrified that Hermione pulled closer and had a look at the jewelry.
The emerald snakes were wriggling on his palm, the diamond eyes glittering intensely.
She was speechless.
'You know what it means?' Malfoy whispered.
'No. Do you?' She looked up into his frightened eyes.
'Werewolves... Werewolves are coming. They're almost here.'
A window banged shut downstairs.
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