Another One Shot for Harry Potter. Please read and review.
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Bad Decisions
It wasn't love. They didn't date, they weren't going out. They wouldn't. They never would, that was not who they were. It was only a bit of fun. A stress reliever. A way of controlling their disagreements. Never in the history of Hogwarts was there a pair of heads like as Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy. They rarely saw eye to eye on anything... When they were in public. The two most unlikely people to get along, managed just fine in the solitude of their own common room.
It begun when they had first moved into the common room. They had a disagreement over privacy and shared bathroom rules, after Draco walked in on Hermione getting out of the bath. That had put her in a bad mood. Later that evening, Hermione couldn't hold back as Draco started critiquing her patrol timetable. Besides she was still miffed, and her mood was bordering fury after the intrusion that morning. The combined emotions pushed her over the edge.
She knew only one way to successfully shut up a guy. She kissed him. Once she broke away, he offered to be her stress reliever. As his kiss had turned her on, she agreed. This led onto a secret erotic affair. It took a few months of rough hard fucks before he started having a bad influence on her. He encouraged her bad decisions. It started with getting riskier; sex while on their patrols, in empty classrooms, in the library, as well as their common rooms. He had brought her to a few Slytherin parties which encouraged them to throw their own party. For a select few. Ironically only Slytherins as she knew they wouldn't tell on her. Besides. She had the respect of Hufflepuffs, Gryffindors and Ravenclaws. Draco had the fear factor of all houses. Only Harry and Ron didn't really fear Draco but they would never attempt to go up against him. They knew that he was too well feared within the school.
Hermione had gone to Draco a few months into their sexual encounters and asked him on how to get the Slytherins to listen to her. His answer was simple. To get them to listen to her they had to respect her. First, she must become one of them, then she must be better. This encouraged them to start going to Slytherin parties. After realising that she was there for fun, not to go and tell Dumbledore they opened up to her. While Hermione and Draco weren't dating, the Slytherins accepted her as though she was. They all knew what went on between the two heads, which made it easier when they hooked up at parties.
No one dared approach her, and offered her protection should she never need it. But she needed to get them to respect her. And the pair decided to throw a big party. Another of Draco's bad decisions.
Party night came, and Hermione had amazed everyone with the ensemble she had been able to throw. Drinks of all kinds. Spirits both muggle and Wizard. A wide selection of drugs as well. Another selection of muggle and wizarding. The bass pumped, echoing through the room. But silent once the doors were closed. An ingenious spell of Hermione's. An advanced version of the sound proofing charm.
Draco was first to arrive. And made sure to correctly congratulate Hermione on a great party by pushing her against a wall and taking her with vigour and passion. Knowing anyone would walk in was a bigger turn on. Another bad decision
Hermione and Draco had just finished their rendezvous when the door opened and in walked about 50 Slytherins. The party was in full swing.
Hermione made her way around the guests. Chatting, mingling, taking part in their games. Never have I ever, truth or dare, would you rather. She would float between groups, play a few rounds, take a few shots then move on to the next group. She had just finished a rather heavy make out session with Pansy Parkinson when she went off to find Draco. Who was standing with Nott and Zabini in a corner.
"Mia. Come here" Draco called. She walked over and found they were standing next to a drugs table.
"What is this?" Blaise asked pointing to a white powder.
"Cocaine" Hermione identified
"It's fucking awesome" Theo added. Hermione turned to Draco. Clearly high, but still able to compose himself with grace and authority
"Have some, love. Join us" he said. She agreed. It was only a small line. But a line none the less. She hated the effect he had on her. But Merlin she loved making these bad decisions.
She danced the night away. Her body tingling from alcohol and cocaine. She started crashing though around 4am. Most of the guests had gone. But those who remained, partied like anything. Draco found Hermione, and brought her back with him to their heads common room. Once inside. She kissed him. Deep.
Remains of the drug still played around in her system, as she was feeling high. Everywhere Draco kissed was on fire. Burning passion turned her on more. She needed him.
She wasted no time in bringing his hand to her aching core. He got the message and slipped his fingers inside her
"More" she said her voice so sweet and gentle he could not resist her. And got on his knees. Slipping his tongue inside her wet folds. She was withering and moaning above him. Hands fisted firmly in his hair pulling the strands.
"Draco please" she cried. He stood up, lifted her legs around his waist and she impaled herself on his member. She moans his name loud then.
He rocked his hips in and out of her over and over. Feeling the different angles. Building her up, getting her closer and closer to that blissful release she craved. He was close. She had reached the edge and he was tipping her over.
She came hard for him. Coming down from her climatic high and crashing from her drug induced one, she rested her head on Draco's shoulder. Letting the pull of sleep win her over.
Closing her eyes, she cursed and thanked Draco's ability to make her make bad decisions, feeling him press his lips softly to her temple she smiled.