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Chapter 10

Monday's come around too quickly. Was Hermione's first thought as she trudged down the corridor to her office. She'd had a lovely weekend, girly day out with Ginny before returning to her family home for dinner followed by hot and steamy sex with Adrian. Sunday she had spent the day with Viktor, she had apologised profusely about leaving him all of Saturday and had promised to make emends on Sunday. They had started out with a shopping trip to the Muggle World and had lunch in London before going to the movies. They returned home and spent a few hours lounging around the house before the time came for Viktor to leave. He promised her an invite to the wedding and after a hug goodbye his portkey took him back to Bulgaria. She had spent the rest of her night thinking about the upcoming law and the soon to be drastic changes in her life.

She nodded to Gloria as she walked by and disappeared in to her office, the biggest problem with lovely weekends were Monday mornings. She enjoyed her work but if she was truly honest if she could be anywhere else doing anything she wanted, she'd be on a beach island, laid in a large bed, naked with a very sexy wizard satisfying her ever need. But she wasn't born into a life of luxury and her bills weren't going to pay themselves so she reached for her first document when the door to her office flung open and a flash of black hair appeared and then disappeared straight under her desk. Hermione blinked staring at the door, before looking at the cowering Italian under her desk.

"What are you doing?" she asked, it was far too early for Blaise's bizarre antics.

"Help me!" he pleaded as he peered back over her desk before crawling back under.

Hermione simply blinked. How did a wizard over 6 foot fit under her desk? "What?" it was far too early for this, it was a fact.

"Remember that crazy date I had with that woman Isabella?" Hermione nodded, remembering the date but not the name.

"Well she's here!"

"Under my desk?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No! I'm hiding under your desk until she leaves!"

"And how long is that going to be, I need the underneath of my desk free!" she said the shock slowly fading into amusement.

"Well you'll just have to share I'm not…"

He was cut off when they heard "Blaise baby…" Hermione winced at the tone as the footsteps neared.

"Oh no!" he whimpered.

Hermine rolled her eyes and shoved him down, "I'll help, just stay down and keep quiet!" He nodded and Hermione shook her head amused. The first mistake she made was allowing Blaise to remain under the desk, the second was pulling her chair closer.

There was a tiny knock on the door and Hermione took a deep breath, time to meet the crazy lady. "Come in." The door opened and she was surprised at what she saw on the other side. There was no doubt in her mind before meeting Isabella that she was going to be pretty, but she was truly stunning. Thick wavy brown hair framed her heart shaped face. Her eyes were dark and doe like and her nose was petite. Lips plump and skin flawless. She was slim in frame and a few inches shorter than her.

"Hello I'm awfully sorry to interrupt you Miss Granger but I've lost my Blaise and I saw him come this way, but I don't think he heard me call his name, I don't suppose you've seen him have you?"

She wasn't sure why she felt this sudden punch to her stomach as she listened to Isabella refer to Blaise as my Blaise but she didn't like it. Why she didn't, she would have to think about much later with a bottle of wine.

"As a matter of fact I have just seen him." she felt Blaise freeze under the desk. "He just nipped into tell me that we'd have to cancel our meeting on Tuesday, he's just learnt of a family emergency and he's going straight to Italy. He's just left my office by the floo network to get a portkey set up. If you really need him he'll be in Venice somewhere, but I'd probably leave him be. I've heard his grandmother keeps trying to set him up with the native witches."

"But that isn't possible, Blaise baby and I are soul mates he'll tell his grandmother that he only has eyes for me. You said Venice, where about in particular?"

Hermione froze, one because she didn't expect Isabella to ask exactly where in Venice she could find him and two Blaise had just zapped her knickers off with a wave of his wand. She fidgeted in her seat as his warms hands slowly slid up her leg.

"Erm… I'm not sure really. He didn't give any specific details just that he was going to be in Venice."

"Oh I see, well I'll still go to Venice get a bit of sun and learn about the culture, in fact the wedding could be held in Venice. I'll have a look at some bridal shops. Thank you Miss Granger!"

"Erm, yeah not a problem." She said, her mind was finding it difficult to listen to Isabella, she had seen Blaise cast a small concealing spell, and while Isabella talked about her beloved Blaise, he had his head buried between her legs and it was incredibly arousing.

"One more thing," Isabella said as she paused by the floo, at this moment Hermione was incredibly grateful for the spell as Isabella would have seen everything. "You're friends with Draco Malfoy aren't you?" Hermione nodded with a frown. "Is his hair really that blonde or does he dye it?"

Hermione stared at Isabella trying to register what she had just asked, even Blaise had removed his head and looked up at her with a frown.

"Erm yeah his hair is really that blonde,"

"Oh who knew, well once again thank you Miss Granger you've been a great help!" Hermione smiled and Isabella disappeared through her floo network.

"Finally!" Hermione gasped and she reached for her wand, she cut off the connection to her floo and locked her door. "Yes!" she moaned as Blaise continued to torture her clit with his tongue. She felt him grin against her pussy but said nothing allowing him to simply pleasure her. The things that man could with his tongue should be illegal. She cocked her leg up on the desk and allowed the other to drape to the floor. From this new position access was easier and Blaise continued to lick her.

Undoing a few button Hermione massaged her breasts, with Blaise preoccupied elsewhere she was left to twist and pull her nipples. Her orgasm was close and she willed him on further, desperate for him to finish her off, with a few more flicks of his tongue she erupted around him, her juices leaked from her hole and down her chair, but her body buzzed with pleasure. She flung her head back and squeezed her eyes shut as she came down from her high.

"I owe you one Hermione, you've literally just got me out of a tight spot with that crazy bitch!"

"You'll still need to set her straight though, that girl is crazy for you. She's just gone to Italy to find you and wedding dress shopping. End it before it gets any worse Blaise… oh and I think you've returned the favour alright." Blaise laughed but nodded.

"Yeah suppose I should set her straight, always knew I was a catch." He said as he walked to the door. "Can you believe she asked if Draco dyed his hair?"

Hermione laughed and shook her head, "absolutely not, wait till I see him."

"Let me be there when you do, bye Hermione."

"Goodbye Blaise," she said. Once he was gone she quickly adjusted her skirt and quickly cleaned herself up, she reached under the table for her knickers only to discover they weren't there. "Damn that boy!" she cursed. She reached for her bag only to realise she had never replaced the knickers she took out of there the other day. It looked like today she was going commando...

The issue she had discovered working with no knickers on was the constant desire for sex. The fresh air her bare pussy received had her tingling all over and by lunch she was horny as hell. Unable to control her urges any longer she had decided on a quick lunch and disappeared back in to her office. A little later the urge was gone and she'd had her second orgasm of the day. The day progressed onwards and as home time neared she grew a little more excited, she had a plan and she knew exactly who could help. Grabbing hold of a small paper plane she quickly wrote a note and sent it through the door.

Less than five minutes later a second paper plane flew in to the room. She read the note and grinned. My place, 6pm!

The second five hit she jumped from her seat and left her office, today had been an odd day. The second she was in a safe apparition spot she apperated home and headed straight for the shower. She washed and shaved making sure she was soft and smooth. She stepped out of the shower and with a quick spell, which she learnt back in Hogwarts, dried her hair. She padded through her apartment naked, she entered her room and looked at the two products from Fred and George, before shaking her head; tonight wasn't the night for experiments. She rummaged through her draw before finding a sexy black set. She slipped on the peephole bra and G-string and looked in the mirror. Her body was in good shape and she'd learnt to accept her scars. Most had faded during time but the one on her arm was still the same. Shaking her head she walked out of her room, tonight wasn't a night for clothes. As she looked up at the clock she was surprised to see it was five to 6. She grabbed a few cherries from the fridge and a quick drink of water before apperating to Draco penthouse.

She landed in the centre of the living room and listened. She could hear footsteps coming towards her and she stood and grinned. As Draco rounded the corner he stopped short eyeing her from head to toe before letting out a low whistle.

"Never fail to surprise," he said as he walked closer. It was obvious he's only just got out of the shower, he was topless and wearing a pair of joggers low on his waist. She licked her lips as he stepped towards her.

His mouth crashed on to hers and she moaned loudly into the kiss pressing her body closer to his and wrapping her arms around his neck and waist. His hands massaged her bum as she thrusted towards him. "Someone's horny," he teased taking her lip in his teeth before capturing it in another kiss.

"Very, so are you going to spend the night teasing me or fuck me?" Draco groaned at her words, he was a sucker for dirty talk and she knew it.

His mouth latched on to her neck leaving hot kisses down her throat. His hands moved north to her breast squeezing them through the bra, fingers slipping in the hole to find her nipples. She moaned as he pulled and twisted, her eyes fell shut as he tortured her sensitive nipples. His lips encased the right and then the left.

She couldn't believe how horny she was, her body was on fire and her pitiful excuse for pants were already soaked. She spread her legs as he slipped one hand down on to her and she hissed in pleasure.

"My my my," he chuckled before dropping to his knees. She could already see the hardness from his cock pushing against the baggy fabric of his joggers. It was so very muggle and it turned her on. She gasped loudly as his tongue pushed against her fabric covered pussy. She spread her legs wider desperate for more. She wanted him, needed him and she got him.

"Fuck yes!" she cried as he pulled back the material and his tongue licked at her clit. She reached for his shoulders to steady herself.

"So wet already," he muttered from her pussy and she shoved it deeper into his face, desperate for more. A finger slipped inside her and her cunt clenched on to it, a few seconds later a second one followed, it didn't take him long to find the sweet spot inside of her and he slowly slid his finger along it, increasing the pace as her noises increased.

He was going to make her cum, she knew it. Her body rocked with the pleasure and it didn't take long until she saw stars. She screamed his name as she finished, her fingers clutched tightly to his blond locks.

"I don't want to end up being bald," he said as she slowly came down from her high.

"Sorry," she laughed. "Funny story from today actually, that crazy girl Blaise went on a date with actually asked me if your hair was naturally that colour or if you dyed it."

"How dare she, of course this is my natural hair colour!" Hermione bit her lip, he actually looked annoyed at the idea and it was too funny. To stop from laughing she reached for the waist band of his pants and in one swift move pulled them down. He didn't have a chance to speak before her mouth was around the head of his cock.

He closed his eyes and groaned, with his hand in her hair she continued to bob up and down on his hard cock. She was truly the best cock sucker he'd ever experienced, and that was the problem. The last thing he wanted was to finish in her mouth. He wanted her pussy to encase his cock.

"Get on your hands and knees!" he said pulling his cock out of her mouth. She grinned wickedly at him but did as she was told. He groaned at the sight of her. Silently cursing himself for all the times he'd cursed her instead of shagged her. School would have been a hell of a lot more enjoyable before the war if he'd learnt what he knew now. He bent down on to his knees and slipped the string aside, he inserted two fingers and slowly pumped in and out of her and he lowered his head to lick at her swollen clit.

"Damn it Draco," she cursed as his tongue lapped her up.

"Just enjoying the view," he chuckled before slapping her arse. She gasped and he chuckled. He lined up his cock against her pussy and with a quick thrust slammed straight into her. She screamed, a mixture of pain and pleasure assaulted her, her body jolted forwards and he pulled out and slammed back in again.

"Fuck!" she cried the pain vanishing completely and leaving her with nothing but pleasure, his hand slipped around her waist and his fingers circled her clit as he continued to fuck her rough. She wanted him. Wanted him bad and she thrust back into him desperate for even more.

"You know you like it rough," he said as he continued to thrust hard. Hermione said nothing simply moaning from it all. His cock was rubbing her g-spot and Draco's hand was teasing her clit. She could feel her orgasm approaching when all of a sudden a pop appeared and they froze.

Two pairs of eyes stared directly at one, nobody moved. Nobody said anything. It was seventh year all over again but this time instead of being on a wooden table in Hogwarts and her Potions Professor staring down on her. She was doggy style on a fur rug in Draco's apartment staring up at a very shocked Lucius Malfoy. Almost as quick as he came he went, but the damage had been done Hermione glanced at Draco who had already stared to go soft inside of her and the urge to cum was long gone.

"Why is it always you," Hermione finally said as Draco pulled out from inside her. Draco shook his head.

"No idea! But I'm not sure I'll be able to live this one down!"

"You don't think you will? Did you see your fathers face?" Hermione said trying to conceal her laugh, "I've never seen him look so shocked."

Draco grinned too, "Well I bet this was the last thing he expected to see, don't think I'll be able to look at him in the eye for a long time though,"

"Not sure I'll ever look him in the eye again!" she explained. "Suppose I best get home?" Draco nodded.

"Yeah I think the mood has completely disappeared after that."

Hermione laughed, "I suppose you could say that." She reached up and kissed Draco on the cheek. "See you tomorrow Draco," she said softly and he smiled. She apperated out of his apartment and he dropped on to his seat and dropped his head in his hands. He really wasn't looking forward to the next family meal.

Because it's a Monday and nobody likes Monday's here is a new chapter. Had a lot of fun writing this so hopefully you all enjoy it!