Hermione/Draco Smut
It was the summer holiday before their seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The holiday had proven to be rather monotonous for most of the incoming seventh years, but it was a different story all together for Hermione Granger. Though she entered the summer as her usual self - studious, scrawny, with mousy brown hair - she made an elegant exit, as her aging had finally caught up to her. Once a rather dull looking girl, Hermione was now a voluptuous young woman with looks that could hinder any man's train of thought. But, Hermione kept to her books and failed to notice these miraculous changes.
Julianna Granger, Hermione's cousin, however, was astonished to see a new person stand before her when Hermione visited her in France.
"How about a new wardrobe for school?!" Jules prodded her cousin. "C'mon! You'd look fabulous with a new wardrobe!"
"Jules, no. We have to wear the school robes!" Hermione testified. She looked up from the book she was reading.
"I'm sure they can make an exception!"
"And I'm sure they can't. Now let me be. I'm reading." Hermione looked back down to the book and scanned the page to find the spot she had left off at.
Julianna sighed and rolled her eyes. "You know, you're hopeless, 'Mione. You really are.." She flung herself onto the bed and rolled over onto her stomach, supporting her head with her hands.
"Hopeless am I?" Hermione sat up straight in the chair and smiled. "You really do know how to bother me."
"Well, I'm just trying to help you!" Jules bit her lip and examined Hermione. A moment later she blurted out, "You would look gorgeous in a mini skirt, 'Mione.."
Hermione dog-eared the page she was on and closed the book. "A mini skirt?" Hermione said with much confusion. She had never heard of such a thing.
"They're all the rage in France." Jules pushed herself to a sitting position on the bed. She thought for a moment then, without speaking, she got up and rushed over to her closet, and began to search for something.
Hermione followed Jules with her eyes. "What are you looking for?" She asked curiously.
"I could have isworn/i it was here!" Jules mumbled to herself. After a few more minutes of searching, or actually - tearing apart her closet - Jules emerged with a tiny piece of jean cloth folded neatly in her hands. "Here." She shoved the fabric over to Hermione who reluctantly grabbed it and held it carefully out in front of her.
"What is it?" Hermione asked, examining the cloth.
"It's a mini skirt!" Jules answered as if it were obvious. Hermione stared silently at the skirt as it dangled in front of her face. "Well?" Jules said.
"Well, what?"
"Go try it on!" Jules pulled Hermione out of the chair and rushed her over to the bathroom to change. "Now hurry up! I want to see what it looks like!"
"Alright, alright." Hermione answered dully as she shut the door behind her. She walked over to the mirror and looked into it, only able to see her face. She breathed heavily and began to unzip her floor length skirt thinking to herself. iWhy does Jules always have to be such a bother about things like this?/i She pulled her skirt off of her and quickly stepped into the mini, pulling it up, and mechanically zipping it. It was rather tight and .. short. "Is this what it's isupposed/i to fit like?" She asked, flinging the door open.
Jules' jaw dropped. "You're a bombshell!" She quickly grabbed Hermione by the arm and dragged her to the full body mirror in her bedroom. "Look at yourself!"
Hermione examined herself in the mirror. A smile began to creep upon her face at the sight of herself in the skirt, but she quickly wiped it off. "I would get in SO much trouble if I wore this to school! No!" She started back towards the bathroom but Jules grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back. "Jules, would you stop pulling me?"
Julianna ignored Hermione and put her hand to her chin as if she were pondering something. "What if it were a tad longer?"
Hermione thought for a moment. "How much is a tad?"
"About this," Jules demonstrated with her fingers and created a space between them that was approximately an inch.
"I don't know .." Hermione said skeptically.
"How's this. We can try hemming one of your school skirts to be that length, and if you don't like it, then we can fix it back." Jules was desperate to see Hermione change.
After a moment of sighing and rolling her eyes, Hermione agreed and they set to work on hemming her skirt.
It was the summer holiday before their seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The holiday had proven to be rather monotonous for most of the incoming seventh years, but it was a different story all together for Hermione Granger. Though she entered the summer as her usual self - studious, scrawny, with mousy brown hair - she made an elegant exit, as her aging had finally caught up to her. Once a rather dull looking girl, Hermione was now a voluptuous young woman with looks that could hinder any man's train of thought. But, Hermione kept to her books and failed to notice these miraculous changes.
Julianna Granger, Hermione's cousin, however, was astonished to see a new person stand before her when Hermione visited her in France.
"How about a new wardrobe for school?!" Jules prodded her cousin. "C'mon! You'd look fabulous with a new wardrobe!"
"Jules, no. We have to wear the school robes!" Hermione testified. She looked up from the book she was reading.
"I'm sure they can make an exception!"
"And I'm sure they can't. Now let me be. I'm reading." Hermione looked back down to the book and scanned the page to find the spot she had left off at.
Julianna sighed and rolled her eyes. "You know, you're hopeless, 'Mione. You really are.." She flung herself onto the bed and rolled over onto her stomach, supporting her head with her hands.
"Hopeless am I?" Hermione sat up straight in the chair and smiled. "You really do know how to bother me."
"Well, I'm just trying to help you!" Jules bit her lip and examined Hermione. A moment later she blurted out, "You would look gorgeous in a mini skirt, 'Mione.."
Hermione dog-eared the page she was on and closed the book. "A mini skirt?" Hermione said with much confusion. She had never heard of such a thing.
"They're all the rage in France." Jules pushed herself to a sitting position on the bed. She thought for a moment then, without speaking, she got up and rushed over to her closet, and began to search for something.
Hermione followed Jules with her eyes. "What are you looking for?" She asked curiously.
"I could have isworn/i it was here!" Jules mumbled to herself. After a few more minutes of searching, or actually - tearing apart her closet - Jules emerged with a tiny piece of jean cloth folded neatly in her hands. "Here." She shoved the fabric over to Hermione who reluctantly grabbed it and held it carefully out in front of her.
"What is it?" Hermione asked, examining the cloth.
"It's a mini skirt!" Jules answered as if it were obvious. Hermione stared silently at the skirt as it dangled in front of her face. "Well?" Jules said.
"Well, what?"
"Go try it on!" Jules pulled Hermione out of the chair and rushed her over to the bathroom to change. "Now hurry up! I want to see what it looks like!"
"Alright, alright." Hermione answered dully as she shut the door behind her. She walked over to the mirror and looked into it, only able to see her face. She breathed heavily and began to unzip her floor length skirt thinking to herself. iWhy does Jules always have to be such a bother about things like this?/i She pulled her skirt off of her and quickly stepped into the mini, pulling it up, and mechanically zipping it. It was rather tight and .. short. "Is this what it's isupposed/i to fit like?" She asked, flinging the door open.
Jules' jaw dropped. "You're a bombshell!" She quickly grabbed Hermione by the arm and dragged her to the full body mirror in her bedroom. "Look at yourself!"
Hermione examined herself in the mirror. A smile began to creep upon her face at the sight of herself in the skirt, but she quickly wiped it off. "I would get in SO much trouble if I wore this to school! No!" She started back towards the bathroom but Jules grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back. "Jules, would you stop pulling me?"
Julianna ignored Hermione and put her hand to her chin as if she were pondering something. "What if it were a tad longer?"
Hermione thought for a moment. "How much is a tad?"
"About this," Jules demonstrated with her fingers and created a space between them that was approximately an inch.
"I don't know .." Hermione said skeptically.
"How's this. We can try hemming one of your school skirts to be that length, and if you don't like it, then we can fix it back." Jules was desperate to see Hermione change.
After a moment of sighing and rolling her eyes, Hermione agreed and they set to work on hemming her skirt.