Detention

A Dramione FanFiction

Chapter Twelve

"So what are we waiting for?" I asked. Hermione let out a chuckle.

"I don't think now is appropriate, I mean, McGonagall could come back."

"Live a little." I purred, leaning over my desk towards her. She remained calm and collected.

"You didn't let me finish. McGonagall could come back and we only have an hour. I want you for much much longer than that."

I could feel my mouth go dry and my cock rise. What a woman! Taking my silence as agreement Hermione continued.

"So, may I suggest a meeting Saturday night?"

Saturday night? Fuck. That was ages away. I shook myself. Don't be ridiculous man.

"Sounds good. My place or yours?" I asked with a wink.

"How about the Room of Requirement? Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow suggestively.

My jaw dropped.

"The uh Room of Requirement? Sounds spectacular."

Hermione chuckled.

"So it is agreed. The Room of Requirement at say ten o'clock on Saturday night?"

I nodded. As if I would say no to that.


The next few days seemed to drag. The only highlight being that I got to spend an hour with Hermione to myself everyday.

Although, she wasn't giving much away. She was very coy and everything she said seemed to sound like a double entendre, but I didn't get so much as kiss on the cheek. It seemed that she was saving it all for Saturday night and Merlin; Saturday night could not come quick enough.

However, it was here finally!

I ascended the stairs to the seventh floor. I had never been so nervous to meet with a girl. I had spent at least an hour getting ready. That was most effort I had ever put in. I trimmed and primped and styled, making sure that everything was perfect.

Ok. Seventh floor. I walked to a blank space of wall. Now, to think. I began to pace.

"What I really want is to meet with Hermione. What I really want is to meet with Hermione. What I really – "

Suddenly a red padded velvet door appeared. I took a deep breath and turned the handle.


I decided to rock up to the Room of Requirement early, so I could get everything ready. I had to think very carefully. I didn't want to scare him off, but I wanted to show him what I was capable of.

I had conjured up a huge four poster bed and everything was covered with silk or velvet in a dark maroon or black. There were chiffon curtains scattered around the room hanging from the ceiling and soft lamps lit the room.

Now I just had to get ready. I thought up a bathroom and entered. I had the perfect outfit planned. Over the years, I had built up quite the collection of lingerie. My philosophy was that you always felt better about yourself when wearing nice underwear.

I had decided on a black patent leather corset with frilled lace and a pair of sheer short underwear paired with a garter belt and back seamed stockings.

I hoped Draco was up to the challenge.


I took a deep breath and turned the handle.

Holy Fuck.

The sight that met my eyes was amazing.

There was Hermione lying on the bed, her hair in soft curls, her eyes dark and her hands playing with a riding crop.

"Are you ready?" She asked in a soft husky voice. I could have came on the spot.

I nodded eagerly.

"Good. Then strip and get on the bed." She commanded standing up.

I obeyed, tripping over my pants on way over to the bed. I sat down and waited for my instructions. She looked me over.

"I said to strip."

I looked down at my briefs.

"Oh. Right."

All of a sudden, I felt a little embarrassed. I was harder than Dumbledore looking at a Zefron poster and I had only been in the room for five minutes.

Hermione's eyes widened slightly as I revealed my cock. She smiled.

"So, you like what you see?" She asked.

"Yes!"

"Do you want to see more?" She used the riding crop to caress her bosom, running it down to her hips.

"Yes!"

She placed her hands on the bed, leaning over me.

"Do you want me to take it off right now? Right this very second?"

I nodded vigorously.

"Too bad." She stood up quickly, "Lay back on the bed."

What a fucking tease.

I did as she said, laying my head down on one of the pillows. Hermione crawled up my body on her hands and knees. The crop held between her teeth. She stopped when her face met mine. Her hand reached for the crop, taking it out of her mouth and she moved her lips close to mine. I went in to fill the gap, but she moved back, just out of reach.

"Uh, uh, uh." She tutted, waving her finger in my face like one would scold a naughty child.

She began moving back in again. She was so close I could feel her breath on my skin. I moved the mere millimetre between us. Less than a slither of light would be able to escape the gap. We seemed to be suspended in time, neither one of us moving.

I could not stand the tension any longer, I moved in for the kill.

"I don't think so." Hermione said, deadpan. She moved abruptly, her legs straddling me. I felt the weight of something falling beside my body. I looked down to see a set of handcuffs and a key.

Before I could ask what she was going to do with them, I was cuffed to the bed.

Hermione lent back and admired her handy work.

"Now, have you been naughty or nice?" She asked, looking deep into my eyes with her rich brown eyes.

"It depends." I answered. Her brow furrowed slightly. I guess she wasn't expecting that answer. I continued.

"It depends on what I get for being naughty or what I get for being nice. I don't want to miss out on anything."

Hermione broke her steely exterior and laughed. She brought her lips to my ears and whispered.

"You won't miss a thing."

Her breath was hot on my skin and sent a shiver down my spine. She placed a soft kiss on the lobe of my ear. Then another on my neck and another on my collarbone. She continued like this all the way down my chest. The kisses getting closer and closer together. Finally, she reached my pelvis, placing a small kiss on my hipbone. She looked up at me with a smile.

"Hmmm… What should I do with this?" Hermione asked.

"I-I don't know." I stuttered. Stuttered? Oh Lord, this girl had me good.

"Should I touch it?" She asked, placing her hand on my cock.

"Or stroke it?" Slowly she ran her hand up and down my shaft. Merlin that felt good. She watched my reaction.

"Maybe I should lick it?" She asked playfully. She moved her tongue leisurely up my shaft. My whole body tightened with pleasure.

"Or perhaps I should just take the whole thing in my mouth?"

I nodded my head furiously. Hermione smiled conceitedly and placed her supple lips on the tip of my cock, waiting there for a moment, her eyes on mine, before beginning to move down. It felt amazing. She moved with deliberate care, taking all of me in before moving back up again. I let out a small moan at the sight of her with my whole mouth in my cock.

"Did you enjoy that?" She asked, in a sultry tone after coming up.

"Yes." I replied, my mouth dry.

"Do you wish me to continue?"

"Fuck yes Hermione! If I get any harder I'll explode!" I exclaimed.

"That's the idea." She murmured before taking my cock back in her mouth. She began to move up and down, slowly and deliberately, all the time her eyes focused on me.

"That feels amazing." I sighed as she fell into rhythm. It was a nice pace, not too fast, but enough to be building my excitement. I couldn't take my eyes off her. She upped the pace, her tongue joining in. I let out another moan, my arms tugging slightly at the bed head. Her eyes never left mine. She moved even faster, taking in more of me. I could feel my hips beginning to thrust along with her. Hermione's mouth moved faster and more furiously. I began to buck, my hands straining against the cuffs. I don't think I could take much more. Hermione's mouth moved even faster than I thought possible, taking me all the way in. I fought the restraints.

"Hermione, I'm going to cum." I cried. Her hands reached for my balls, fondling them.

"Holy fuck." I moaned, as the heat began to wash over me. I could feel it building in my shaft. A wave of pleasure coming over me. My body rigid, the cuffs digging into my wrists.

"O-oh my God!" I shouted as I spurted into Hermione's perfect mouth, before collapsing back on the pillows.

With a smug smile, Hermione returned to her position of straddling me and swallowed my load.

"'Mione, that was amazing." I sighed.