Hermione Granger .SLYTHERIN?!
A/N: Dedicated to the one and only Hermione Snape.
Hermione Granger.SLYTHERIN?! Chapter 13: Morning Interlude
"And just what do you mean by that, love?" Draco asked with interest. "You'll see, but to be honest with you Draco, I don't think that your dad's gonna have a problem with me being here." "You don't know, my dad that well, Hermione. You just don't know him that well, Trust me on this, he'll be mad." "Draco, I swear to God, you are worse at worrying than Weasley was and we broke school rules into pieces." "Facing father when he's mad is worse than facing McGonagall when she's mad, Hermione, and that is saying something." "You worry too much." Hermione whispered, kissing him on the nose. She was still wearing nothing but Draco's good black silk sheet. "I, for one, do not care if your mother barges in on us and finds you and me wearing nothing but a black sheet."
"Oh, Hermione, I love it when you're bold." "Well, I do have a bit of Gryffindor in me, you know, so I am braver than most Slytherins, but still." Hermione's sentence was cut by Draco dropping his robe and making her share the sheet and showering her neck with kisses. "You have a very yummy neck, you know. He murmured. " I just LOVE to kiss it!" Hermione was about to reply to that when a knock came at the door to Draco's bedroom. "Draco dear? Are you up?"
A/N: Dedicated to the one and only Hermione Snape.
Hermione Granger.SLYTHERIN?! Chapter 13: Morning Interlude
"And just what do you mean by that, love?" Draco asked with interest. "You'll see, but to be honest with you Draco, I don't think that your dad's gonna have a problem with me being here." "You don't know, my dad that well, Hermione. You just don't know him that well, Trust me on this, he'll be mad." "Draco, I swear to God, you are worse at worrying than Weasley was and we broke school rules into pieces." "Facing father when he's mad is worse than facing McGonagall when she's mad, Hermione, and that is saying something." "You worry too much." Hermione whispered, kissing him on the nose. She was still wearing nothing but Draco's good black silk sheet. "I, for one, do not care if your mother barges in on us and finds you and me wearing nothing but a black sheet."
"Oh, Hermione, I love it when you're bold." "Well, I do have a bit of Gryffindor in me, you know, so I am braver than most Slytherins, but still." Hermione's sentence was cut by Draco dropping his robe and making her share the sheet and showering her neck with kisses. "You have a very yummy neck, you know. He murmured. " I just LOVE to kiss it!" Hermione was about to reply to that when a knock came at the door to Draco's bedroom. "Draco dear? Are you up?"