One Hell of A Bad Day
Hermione was extremely glad when she entered her and Malfoys Dorm the next night. She'd had a horrible day. To start with, in potions class Snape freely told the class how he didn't see her fit for Head Girl and how a Slytherin would have been more suitable for the job. In Care of Magical Creatures she got bitten by a Blast-Ended Skrewt that had strayed out of the forest and spent the rest of the afternoon in the Hospital wing being bandaged up by Madame Pomfery. Then the final straw came at dinner when Ron accidently spilt pumpkin juice all down her.
Still fuming (steam was practically coming out of her ears) she flopped down on the sofa in front of the fire and gave out a long, low scream.
"Bad day Granger?" said Malfoy coming down the stairs into the common room.
"For God sake! Will you please stop calling me that?! OK, I know you're not very happy about sharing a Dorm with me but we'll be sharing for the next year so can we please try to be civil to eachother?" she bellowed turning red from lack of oxygen. She began breathing deeply as Malfoy sat in the chair next to her.
"Excuse me... Hermione, but you're the one that insists on calling me 'Malfoy'!"
"Sorry, Draco" she said calming down eventually.
"And as for us being civil to eachother..." he started "I guess I can do that"
Hermione smiled at him and he smiled back. For a moment they just sat staring into eachothers eyes until...
"I have an idea!!!" exclaimed Draco jumping up. He moved towards the light dimmer and dimmed the lights.
"Draco what are you doing?" she asked puzzled, watching him intensley.
"Well, you've had a bad day and I can help de-stress you." he said knowingly "now take off your shirt and lie face down for me." he instructed. Hermione nearly choked.
"What! Draco don't be absured! Why would I take my short off for you?" she cried
"I'm going to give you a massage, and no arguements Hermione" he added seeing the look on her face. He ran up the stairs leaving her alone. 'Oh God' thought Hermione 'Stay calm, it's only a massage after all'. Tentativley she removed her shirt and kicking off her shoes she lay face down on the couch. She was squirming around trying to get comfortable when Draco appeared holding a small bottle.
"What's that?" Hermione asked nodding towards the bottle.
"Massage oil. Come on, Hermione, you have to take off your bra. I can't massage you with you're bra still on, can I now?"
"Look Draco maybe this is a bad idea."
"Don't be a prude all your life. I won't look. I swear." he said smiling showing his perfect teeth.
"You'd better not!" she said also smiling.
Draco covered his eyes with his hands in response. Slowly Hermionw removed her bra and lay down on the couch again. Draco still had his eyes covered. Suddenly Hermione felt she could trust him. He'd kept his word after all.
"Ok, you can look now"
Draco took his hands away and moved towards Hermione. Carefully he straddled her, sitting just below her bum at the bottom of her thighs, one leg at either side of her. He took the bottle and daubed some on her back. The oil was freezing cold and Hermione gasped.
"Ssshhh" he told her, and she did.
He made glorious slow circles on her back before massaging the sensitive muscles between her neck and shoulders.
"Hmmm, Draco" she moaned although she wa still tense. She'd never had anyhting like this done to her before. Draco sensed this.
"Relax Hermione. Enjoy it." his voice sounded rather husky.
And enjoy it she did. He continued to massage her sensitive muscles and then made slow, hard pleasurable circles down her back with his soft hands. He'd run his hands up her back roughly making her gasp before making circles again. After fifteen minutes of this Draco stopped and climbed off Hermione.
"Going to wash my hands. I'll be back in a minute." he said going up the stairs. Hermione took this chance to put her clothes back on and sat cross legged on the couch waiting for Dracos return. Shortly thereafter he came sauntering back down, smiling mischievly at her as he sat down next to her.
"You liked that?" he asked already knowing the answer.
"Yeh" she giggled trying to avoid his eye.
"Do you want to talk?" he asked studying her pretty face.
"Sure. What about?" she replied
"Sex" Draco said bluntly
"Um, I guess so, ok then" Hermione blushed at the word 'sex'
"Good" smiled Draco.
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Hermione was extremely glad when she entered her and Malfoys Dorm the next night. She'd had a horrible day. To start with, in potions class Snape freely told the class how he didn't see her fit for Head Girl and how a Slytherin would have been more suitable for the job. In Care of Magical Creatures she got bitten by a Blast-Ended Skrewt that had strayed out of the forest and spent the rest of the afternoon in the Hospital wing being bandaged up by Madame Pomfery. Then the final straw came at dinner when Ron accidently spilt pumpkin juice all down her.
Still fuming (steam was practically coming out of her ears) she flopped down on the sofa in front of the fire and gave out a long, low scream.
"Bad day Granger?" said Malfoy coming down the stairs into the common room.
"For God sake! Will you please stop calling me that?! OK, I know you're not very happy about sharing a Dorm with me but we'll be sharing for the next year so can we please try to be civil to eachother?" she bellowed turning red from lack of oxygen. She began breathing deeply as Malfoy sat in the chair next to her.
"Excuse me... Hermione, but you're the one that insists on calling me 'Malfoy'!"
"Sorry, Draco" she said calming down eventually.
"And as for us being civil to eachother..." he started "I guess I can do that"
Hermione smiled at him and he smiled back. For a moment they just sat staring into eachothers eyes until...
"I have an idea!!!" exclaimed Draco jumping up. He moved towards the light dimmer and dimmed the lights.
"Draco what are you doing?" she asked puzzled, watching him intensley.
"Well, you've had a bad day and I can help de-stress you." he said knowingly "now take off your shirt and lie face down for me." he instructed. Hermione nearly choked.
"What! Draco don't be absured! Why would I take my short off for you?" she cried
"I'm going to give you a massage, and no arguements Hermione" he added seeing the look on her face. He ran up the stairs leaving her alone. 'Oh God' thought Hermione 'Stay calm, it's only a massage after all'. Tentativley she removed her shirt and kicking off her shoes she lay face down on the couch. She was squirming around trying to get comfortable when Draco appeared holding a small bottle.
"What's that?" Hermione asked nodding towards the bottle.
"Massage oil. Come on, Hermione, you have to take off your bra. I can't massage you with you're bra still on, can I now?"
"Look Draco maybe this is a bad idea."
"Don't be a prude all your life. I won't look. I swear." he said smiling showing his perfect teeth.
"You'd better not!" she said also smiling.
Draco covered his eyes with his hands in response. Slowly Hermionw removed her bra and lay down on the couch again. Draco still had his eyes covered. Suddenly Hermione felt she could trust him. He'd kept his word after all.
"Ok, you can look now"
Draco took his hands away and moved towards Hermione. Carefully he straddled her, sitting just below her bum at the bottom of her thighs, one leg at either side of her. He took the bottle and daubed some on her back. The oil was freezing cold and Hermione gasped.
"Ssshhh" he told her, and she did.
He made glorious slow circles on her back before massaging the sensitive muscles between her neck and shoulders.
"Hmmm, Draco" she moaned although she wa still tense. She'd never had anyhting like this done to her before. Draco sensed this.
"Relax Hermione. Enjoy it." his voice sounded rather husky.
And enjoy it she did. He continued to massage her sensitive muscles and then made slow, hard pleasurable circles down her back with his soft hands. He'd run his hands up her back roughly making her gasp before making circles again. After fifteen minutes of this Draco stopped and climbed off Hermione.
"Going to wash my hands. I'll be back in a minute." he said going up the stairs. Hermione took this chance to put her clothes back on and sat cross legged on the couch waiting for Dracos return. Shortly thereafter he came sauntering back down, smiling mischievly at her as he sat down next to her.
"You liked that?" he asked already knowing the answer.
"Yeh" she giggled trying to avoid his eye.
"Do you want to talk?" he asked studying her pretty face.
"Sure. What about?" she replied
"Sex" Draco said bluntly
"Um, I guess so, ok then" Hermione blushed at the word 'sex'
"Good" smiled Draco.
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