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Chapter 5 Watching

Hermione spent her classes the next day feeling very bored. She wanted all the classes to be over. She wanted it to be night, to be dark, to be cold. When potions class came that day, Hermione fought the urge to pair up with Draco, and he was always smirking in her direction.

"I still don't know what he's up to," Ron said, confused. No, they didn't know. No one knew.

"Yeah, he might hex you after class though," Harry said. But he already had. He had jinxed her, charmed her, entranced her, ensnared her. She was especially bored when History of Magic class came before lunch. So bored, in fact, that she almost fell asleep herself.

But Care of Magical Creatures class was something entirely different. It was with the Slytherins, as was usual. But unlike the other times, Draco didn't comment on Hagrid being "a great big oaf".

That lesson was on something other than giants, Grawp didn't feel up to it that day.

"All right everyone, follow me ter the lake," Hagrid said, leaving everyone puzzled. They followed him down near the lake. Hermione looked around for Draco but could not see him. When they got down to the water's edge, they saw a temporary dock and a fenced in area. When they looked into the water they could see a half horse-half fish creature swimming in the water. After a moment, another one joined the first.

"Hippocampus," Hagrid told the class. "The fatter-looking one is the girl, she's pregnant. And see that one? He's the dad. Sometime this week she'll give birth. We're gonna be takin' care o' the eggs as a class project. And I don't want none of 'em dyin', ya hear? These things aint simply flobberworms, no, no, no." And Hagrid went on discussing the class's project. But Hermione was preoccupied with something else. Draco had come behind her, placed his strong hands on her waist, and pulled her back a bit behind the class.

He began kissing her neck, rubbing anywhere on her body that he chose. First came the shoulders, then the arms, next he went under her shirt on her ribs, then the hips, the thighs, and lower on her leg, lifting her skirt up a bit of the way.

"You can't tell me," he whispered, his face placed beside hers, looking out to her classmates. "That you don't just love getting away with this," now he kissed the back of her neck and then bit it hard, Hermione gasped loudly, "right under their noses." He lingered a moment longer, feeling her and kissing her, all the while facing forward, but not hearing a word Hagrid said. Then he let her go. She turned around and looked lustfully at him. Then he gave her the "Later" look and she walked forward to join Harry and Ron. They hadn't even notice she'd stepped back with Draco.

"Well," Ron said as they headed back to the school for dinner, "At least he got something that won't bite our heads off!"

"Or burn our hands up!" Harry said, remembering the blast-ended screwts from their fourth year.

Hermione however, as soon as she got in the girl's dormitory, she made more of an effort to brush her hair and look nice. It didn't make much of a difference, but it helped.

And at dinner, the norm happened. They ate, drank, and talked, all while Hermione and Draco kept staring at each other, Hermione gazing yearningly, Draco smirking proudly. When dinner had ended, Draco came from behind her and whispered quickly into her ear.

"Again."

She guessed he meant the same as the other night. However, she looked onward as if no one had spoken. He strode off with Crabbe and Goyle, doing the same. That night, Hermione stayed up again doing homework; with N.E.W.T.'s approaching, they had more than ever. So she went up again to the girl's dorm and got ready. In fact, she wore something a bit different than her normal garm, not too different, but enough. And she made her way out of the portrait hole, once again to the dungeons. As she opened the door, she felt a feeling of satisfaction. Just to be there again, in the darkness, it enthralled her! Hermione continued walking, to the room where he had been last, and walked in. There he was, leaning casually at the opposite end of the room, barely visible in the shadows. She walked over to him and threw her arms around him, kissing him as she did so. He grasped her firmly around the waists and only held her there, not slamming or crushing, he had already ensnared her. Once again caressing her, they kissed wildly. Hermione's hands were now planted atop his chest and she nearly had him against the wall. And he knew his plan was almost fulfilled. She would come to him now. By now Hermione's hands were digging into his shoulder blades and she wrapped her legs around him. Then he decided to repeat the last night, it had gone so well. So he crushed her against the wall and she threw her head back. Draco then kissed and bit Hermione's neck and her collarbone, and even down to her chest. Then he lowered her and kissed her some more. Then, both unable to hold back, he crashed with her to the hard stone floor. There they kissed even more and harder than before

But through their feverish escapade, they didn't notice the door had been open the entire time. No shadows had been cast from the person or thing, but they had now shut the door and left.

Someone had been watching.

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