"Damn it, Longbottom, I'm gonna kill you!" Draco sat up from his seat,
everyone got out of theirs to stare at what was happening. Neville,
clueless of what was happening, suddenly spotted a whole bunch of the
Potion on Draco's robes, tearing rapidly through it.
"I am so sorry!" Neville said, panicking, and he ran to his table. "Oh my god, Draco!" Pansy panicked.
"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE!?!" Snape speed walked to where Draco was. "DEAR GOD!" Snape looked around, and he spotted the towels which were on Hermion's table.
"Granger, take one of those towels, go outside and clean him up. Make sure to take his robes off! HURRY THE HELL UP!" Snape roared. Hermione quickly took a towel, and followed Draco out the door and closed it.
"Damn that Longbottom. . ." Draco mumbled a few more words Hermione couldn't make out.
"What the hell was he - - -" the acid reached his skin.
"God, will you shut up and take your damn robes off!" Hermione said, trying not to worry much.
Draco took his robes off, there was acid all over his torso, Draco got finished taking the other part of his robes off, which left his slacks on him.
Hermione tried hard not to stare at his well built body, his 6-pac, so perfectly buffed up. "Damn it, this is no time to drool all over me, Granger!" Draco said quickly.
Hermione got slapped back into reality and started wiping down his body, circling over and over around his chest, where the acid was gone the most, but she was just amazed at his muscularity, he wasn't too buff, or too unbuilt, he was just perfect. Hermione moved the towel down to his 6-pac.
And moved up again to his chest, and stopped there, she suddenly caught Draco smirking very hotly at her. Hermione was suddenly locked into his gaze, his light grey eyes, staring deeply into hers.
She tried to let their eye contact break, but as much as she wanted to, for some reason, she didn't want to. She would rather stay at this position, with the towel still on Draco's chest, and Draco gazing at her, taking control over her, than to go back into the classroom.
Was this what she'd been wanting to be at? It was like she wanted to have this moment for almost, forever.
She was surprised that he didn't break the eye contact either. Could it be, that he felt the same way?
Draco then ran his hand up her neck, moved in closer and locked her into a kiss, which Hermione didn't want to stop him from doing. She settled into it, and went along with him, their tongues didn't want to let go either.
Hermione ran both her hands around his torso, and rested her hands on his chest, as he continued kissing her, Hermione liked this feeling, but there was something wrong.
They both let go for air, both Draco and Hermione were panting frantically, Hermione tried to calm her breaths. Draco continued to stare at her, she was so beautiful, and he felt like a fool to just have noticed it now, out of all the years they've had, constantly meeting each other. He couldn't believe that she was now in her arms, she was much better to be with than Pansy, that was for sure.
But why was this urge occuring just now? Both Draco and Hermione were confused. Draco bent in for another kiss at the same time, running his hand down the unbuttoned part of her shirt and continued unbuttoning it. . .
"I am so sorry!" Neville said, panicking, and he ran to his table. "Oh my god, Draco!" Pansy panicked.
"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE!?!" Snape speed walked to where Draco was. "DEAR GOD!" Snape looked around, and he spotted the towels which were on Hermion's table.
"Granger, take one of those towels, go outside and clean him up. Make sure to take his robes off! HURRY THE HELL UP!" Snape roared. Hermione quickly took a towel, and followed Draco out the door and closed it.
"Damn that Longbottom. . ." Draco mumbled a few more words Hermione couldn't make out.
"What the hell was he - - -" the acid reached his skin.
"God, will you shut up and take your damn robes off!" Hermione said, trying not to worry much.
Draco took his robes off, there was acid all over his torso, Draco got finished taking the other part of his robes off, which left his slacks on him.
Hermione tried hard not to stare at his well built body, his 6-pac, so perfectly buffed up. "Damn it, this is no time to drool all over me, Granger!" Draco said quickly.
Hermione got slapped back into reality and started wiping down his body, circling over and over around his chest, where the acid was gone the most, but she was just amazed at his muscularity, he wasn't too buff, or too unbuilt, he was just perfect. Hermione moved the towel down to his 6-pac.
And moved up again to his chest, and stopped there, she suddenly caught Draco smirking very hotly at her. Hermione was suddenly locked into his gaze, his light grey eyes, staring deeply into hers.
She tried to let their eye contact break, but as much as she wanted to, for some reason, she didn't want to. She would rather stay at this position, with the towel still on Draco's chest, and Draco gazing at her, taking control over her, than to go back into the classroom.
Was this what she'd been wanting to be at? It was like she wanted to have this moment for almost, forever.
She was surprised that he didn't break the eye contact either. Could it be, that he felt the same way?
Draco then ran his hand up her neck, moved in closer and locked her into a kiss, which Hermione didn't want to stop him from doing. She settled into it, and went along with him, their tongues didn't want to let go either.
Hermione ran both her hands around his torso, and rested her hands on his chest, as he continued kissing her, Hermione liked this feeling, but there was something wrong.
They both let go for air, both Draco and Hermione were panting frantically, Hermione tried to calm her breaths. Draco continued to stare at her, she was so beautiful, and he felt like a fool to just have noticed it now, out of all the years they've had, constantly meeting each other. He couldn't believe that she was now in her arms, she was much better to be with than Pansy, that was for sure.
But why was this urge occuring just now? Both Draco and Hermione were confused. Draco bent in for another kiss at the same time, running his hand down the unbuttoned part of her shirt and continued unbuttoning it. . .