You know. I really don't care what people think. The bad boy look goes
all the way. I mean look at Draco. He's cunning, sly, charming,
rebellious, has the looks and knows how to act around women. You just know
he'd be a wild one in the sack.
The thing about a bad boy is that he'll only show his tender side to one woman. I'm not talking family wise and we all know it. One woman will ever see the side of him he's kept hidden from the rest of the world.
With that in mind lets keep going with this. Oh thank you everyone for the reviews. It really means a lot to know you all like it.
Oh by the way I'm sorry I changed the rating. I didn't realize I did it. It's been changed back though.
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After the incident of the first week Hermione calmed down with her flirting and took her appearance with stride. Her friends stopped worrying figuring that it was just the initial shock.
Her official lessons with Draco were three times a week. With Lavender and Ginny there. Her off the record lessons were any chance they had. After class, before dinner and even before breakfast. Draco would grab Hermione in passionate kisses exploring each other's mouths like desperate lovers who hadn't seen each other in years.
Ever time he became surer of his touches. Of the way he held her. The way she should respond. The school broom closets had seen a bit of action between the two. No one knew of this. You really couldn't tell anything was going on between the two unless you were looking and only one person was looking
Medea Averieale. She had noticed it the second she'd seen the two. She kept quiet though. What her cousin did was his business and as long as they didn't' get into trouble she wouldn't spill. One day Draco came to her for assistance bring Hermione with him.
Draco was having extraordinary trouble with Hermione's hair and make up. Lavender and Ginny had tried to help but it seemed that nothing they did helped fix it. Hermione's skin was a certain texture and needed a certain type of make up; the same went for her hair.
When he'd brushed it the first time it had looked incredible but she had a lot of split ends and oily at the top. He'd tried everything but nothing seemed to work.
Medea was tending to Steven when she heard the portrait knock.
"Come in Draco." She said already knowing who it was. Draco and Hermione came in.
"How'd you know?" Draco asked smirking.
"The same way I've always known. You got a thing bout you when you walk into a room." She said putting the baby down. Deo was now preparing for their new courses, which would start at the beginning of the next week. Which was in three days.
"We were wondering if you could help." Hermione asked quietly. Medea smiled and looked her up and down.
"Not a bad job their Draco." She commented and he graced her with a grin. "I think I can help."
She held out her hand and took Hermione to the bathroom. Draco followed watching as Hermione sat down on the chair. The bathroom was twice as big as the head girl/boy one and he had to admit it was impressive.
"Right. Let's see. You've got a pale complexion but not as pale as Draco. Hmm. Your hair's going to need to be cut a little and I think we should add some color in to it. Not too much. Don't want your hair to fall out."
Hermione sat there as Medea grabbed some muggle magazines. "
Draco this is your work show me what you want." She said holding out the magazines. Draco sighed and walked over.
He'd explained to Hermione that his cousin was well known for seeing into the future and seeing into the minds of people. So she already knew about the project.
Medea had been living in the muggle world for the last six years. She knew everything there was to know about them and had come to enjoy feminine beauty very much. Draco trusted her when she made comments and he knew that his art would turn out better with her help.
(From experience I can tell you it takes a good one-hour to figure out what kind of makeup suits your complexion. Whether you're a dry or wet person. If you need darker shades or earthy shades. It's hard.)
After trying out about twenty shades of lipstick ten shades of eye shadow three different volumes of mascara and a variety of blushes foundations and eye liners Draco was finally pleased.
He looked at her face approvingly. Medea had used a very light foundation with a very soft blush that made Hermione's cheeks look a healthy rosy color. Her lips were a very soft shade of peach and looked thicker than what they were. Her eyes were a contrasting green and her lashes were thickened with very high quality mascara.
Hermione looked in the mirror and smiled at what she saw. Her hair was tied back still and Medea stood behind her. Draco came closer smirking at both women.
"Told you she was the best." He said pointing at his cousin.
"Thank you." Hermione whispered to her teacher.
"Don't mention it. You are beautiful Hermione Granger. Whether you've got the makeup or not. You just have to believe it." She whispered in her ear.
Draco left the room as his cousin started taking off the makeup. They'd found what suited her but Draco had insisted that she leave that till last only practicing with the makeup until eh said otherwise. Her hair would have to wait since Medea had to prepare for her classes.
"Draco be a dear and take Steven down to the kitchen. The house elves are waiting for him. They're so fond of him. I have to meet Deo to discuss the two week holiday."
"What about he holidays?" Hermione asked coming out of the bathroom.
"Oh the sixth and seventh years won't be going on vacation this semester break. The ministry has decided to have muggle classes to make up for the time lost."
"Why do we have to learn all that anyway?" Draco asked annoyed. "They're just muggles."
Hermione looked hurt for a second but she remembered this was Draco.
"Draco Malfoy. You know very well why. Jesus what has my uncle drilled into your head?" She said handing her little son to him. "Go. They'll be waiting."
Draco left leaving the two women in the room. Medea smiled and held Hermione's shoulder before she left.
"Don't worry about him. He's had years of being drilled that muggles are bad. He hasn't really known any other path than what he was ever shown."
"I know. I just wish he wouldn't be so harsh about it. Maybe I'm asking too much." She said quietly.
"Dear he's a Malfoy. He'll always be blunt about what he says and thinks, but he's also an Averieale. He is determined and he's got a heart. You just have to find it."
"Good luck there." Hermione stated. "Maybe I just don't want to find it."
"You choose what you want to do. Learn from him though. He's bright. He knows a lot and he can teach you. Just decide what 'you' want." With that Hermione left and walked back to her room.
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The weekend passed and classes were back in. It was half an hour before classes started and the students had been ordered to have early breakfast.
Seventh year students were very excited. Their new classes started today and they would finally see what all the fuss was about. The two teachers were already there with everything set. There was a theory classroom and a practical area that they would be lead to.
"Right. I want all of you to stand in line." Miss Averieale said to her students. You will be split up into two classes. You will remain in these classes through the year. Once a week you will join up with the rest of your grade for one large class. On these days you are to do exactly as we tell you to."
"Mr. Averieale stood up and motioned everyone to listen. "I want Slytherin here, Huffelpuff stand here, Gryfinndor stand in front of me and Ravenclaw stand in front of Miss Averieale."
"Everyone must hurry as classes are to start and we don't want you to be late." Medea motioned for everyone to pay attention.
"In these courses you will learn about muggles in greater depths. You will learn physical education, muggle history and how it affects wizards, society, muggle dueling, culture and a few other topics. As some of you may know your two next vacations have been canceled till Christmas."
Everyone groaned.
"In this time you will attend field trips to the muggle world. Your parents have been notified and for those who think they can get away with not going I inform you that if you do not attend you will instantly fail and have to repeat the seventh year. On these trips you will be expected to leave your wands here at Hogwarts and dress in casual muggle clothing."
"We're going to pick you out using this pendant. Once you have been put into one of the four classes please sit on the sides and wait for the first bell to ring. After that you will be allowed to go get your books. Your schedules with automatically change to fit these new changes."
"We'll start with Ravenclaw." Deo walked over to the Ravenclaw line and motioned for the students to step forward. The pendant would change color with each student. To orange, purple, white or silver.
Each student was to remember what color they got until their schedule changed. When it came to Harry, Ron and Hermione, Harry was placed in purple. Ron was placed in orange and Hermione was placed in silver.
The two teachers went to the last two houses and the first bell rang. Everyone went outside and watched as their schedules changed.
"Hey I got muggle studies first." Hermione said looking at her double period of it.
"I got it last period." Harry said. Ron nodded saying he had it at the end of the day as well.
"I better go into class then." Hermione said walking back to the door were the teachers were now waiting. Draco came u beside her. He gently brushed his hand against hers.
"What are you doing here?" She asked quietly.
"Silver." He said.
"Oh."
When everyone was present Medea spoke up.
"Right. Silver come with me, white go with Mr. Averieale." She ordered walking her students to a different area.
They entered a large hall. It was full of sporting equipment some students knew from their muggle lives. At the very far end there were doors.
"Right. This is where I want all of you to be before classes start. I want you to be changed into casual clothing. When I say casual I mean nothing tight that you can't move in."
The girls started whispering between each other giggling about how they would go buy new clothes.
"Oh I wouldn't spend money though. The kind of work we will be doing will probably be dirty. You don't want anything new. The older the better."
"The first door on the right is the boys change room. On the other side is the girls change room. There are showers and places to put your clothes up. The second door to the right is the pool. We have outdoor and indoor pools available. The second door on the left is the field. The door next to that is the classroom. This room will be used for basketball and gymnastics and when you aren't doing physical education we will use these rooms for group. You may use these facilities if you wish but if any vandalizing is done you will be found and banned for the rest of your school life."
"Right lets get started. If you go to the change rooms you will find your clothes have been set out. Please meet me in front of the field door in approximately five minutes. Those who are late will be deducted points from their houses. A warning. Unlike some teachers I do take points off my own house."
She directed the last comment towards the Slytherin's. Everyone moved quickly and got changed. Hermione found her black track pants and her red sports halter-top. She tied her hair back and got changed quickly in one of the stalls.
Draco stood waiting for her. They were the first to get changed and Medea was busy in the girl's locker room. He grabbed her roughly and pressed her against the wall. His lips pressed against hers and they began a series of passionate and rough kisses. He pulled away leaving her gorgeous full lips swollen from the abuse.
"You look sexy." He murmured to her. She blushed. "Good. Remember no flirting."
Pulling away completely the rest of the class came in unaware of anything. Miss Averieale
"Right. For right now I think we'll do a few laps." She said and opened the door. They found themselves standing in a track field. There were people there and they looked up watching the students walk down.
"Are you miss Averieale?" A young man in his late twenties asked. She nodded. "You booked the field?"
"Yes I did. This is my class." She said smiling He nodded and let them through. "Right class. I want the girls on this side and the boys on the other. Don't take it too hard the first time. I won't be timing you. I want you to do a full lap. I'll explain the rest after."
The class started to run and Draco and Hermione were ahead. During the summer Hermione enjoyed running and was quite good at it. Draco was very fit from playing Quidditch for so long so it was easy for him to keep up.
"Very good Miss Granger and Mr. Malfoy. Come on all of you put more enthusiasm in it!" Miss Averieale called out.
(I can't run even a mile. Hehe. I'm not good at sports. So I understand the class. I hated PE)
They kept running until it was Draco and Hermione way ahead. They were three quarters of the way through wile most of the class was only half way through. Nevil was trailing behind. Miss Averieale was with him encouraging him on.
"I win." Hermione said happily. Her smile was glowing in the sunlight and the shade of the trees. They sat down and waited for the rest of the class.
"You did not win. I won." He said poking at her.
"Whatever you say Draco." With that she lay down.
He followed her body as she stretched out like a cat. He looked around at the trees and the grass. His first thoughts were of fantasies he'd been having lately about the girl lying down next to him. About having her up against the tree or right there on the ground.
"The rest of the class came back including Nevil who looked tired out.
"It's ok. You can sit down for now. You did very well." Medea said to him. He lay down gratefully and the class giggled.
(There is always that one kid who can't get through the class)
"Alright class now I want you to try a hundred meter sprint. I am going to break you up into five groups. All you have to do is run from one side to the other. I will have them marked. To make it more interesting we'll have a little competition. The team who wins will get a star each." She held up her hand and showed a pretty little glass star.
They kept playing muggle games for the rest of the class. They played until everyone had a star. Each team won at something. She even gave Nevil a star for trying.
"Alright everyone class dismissed."
They returned to the hall and got ready for their next class.
"Meet me here tonight." Draco whispered to Hermione before he walked into the change room.
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Hermione waited patiently that night in the hall. The lights were off and she was nervous. Why did Draco want to see her?
"Glad you're on time." A low masculine voice said from behind her. She felt his body press up against her back and she couldn't help but shiver. "Come on."
He led her to the field door and they entered it slowly. It was dark outside and the wind was blowing. The air was warm and Hermione was glad she'd warn a spaghetti strap top and her jeans.
Draco was wearing a set of black pants and a gray shirt. The shirt defined his very well formed chest. (Goes gaga)
"Sit." He ordered and she sat down on the grass. Not wasting any time he leaned forward and started kissing her passionately. She moaned and leaned back feeling his hands rub up and down against her back.
He had no intention of stripping her naked or anything like that yet. He wanted to see her reaction to different setting. To different sensations.
Her response pleased him more than he could have imagined. Her moans were louder than normal and it excited him.
'Oh she'd be a screamer in bed.' He thought as he kept kissing and touching her.
What he hadn't realized is that he was making noises too. Grunting and moaning as they kissed. He didn't even realize that he'd straddled her and was rubbing up and down against her chest with his own.
Her moans became louder and he echoed her pleasure. Her hands were rubbing his neck and it was driving him completely insane. His hand was under her rubbing the small of her back and she pushed closer to him. She knew nothing would happen tonight but she was enjoying this new experience.
She'd asked him to teach her and he was. He was giving her physical experience in how she should be with someone.
'Oh god I wish he meant all this.' Her mind screamed. She was too caught up in passion to realize what she'd thought.
'Wake up Hermione. He's teaching you about sex. Never think he's going to 'make love' to you or confess he's been in love with you.' Her logical mind yelled back.
'Let me have this moment.' She pleaded with herself.
She forgot her books, her grades, her family, friends and everything else. She knew in her heart that he would never love her and maybe she couldn't love him but they had this. He was her master for now. She wanted to relish every second of it.
His breathing was against her head as he licked her earlobe. He blew gently inside and whispered into her ear.
"I'm creating you. I'll be the one to bring you to womanhood. You'll experience your first lustful pleasures with me and every man you have after will never come even close. You'll never be satisfied and you will always remember me as your master."
His worlds made her melt and she felt dampness in between her legs.
"My mark will be on you for the rest of your life. I'll own you till the day you die and you will never forget my name."
Hermione moaned loudly and pulled him into a rough needy kiss. Somehow she was now on top and attacking him lustfully.
He didn't try to stop her and let her explore what she could do. He was impressed at how quickly she learnt. Mimicking his actions from before. Every kiss bought her more experience and he thought that in a way he was training her to be with him. To be his lover.
Lost in pleasure he didn't feel her hand venturing down his chest until she was pressing her hand against his stomach. He moaned and she imitated his actions to his ear only she gently sucked on his ear lobe and licked the inside of his ears.
"Like you won't forget me." She whispered seductively. He knew what she was doing and he let her. He allowed her to seduce him. He wanted to see what she could do on instinct.
"You'll never forget me. You'll always remember me as your artwork. Your greatest creation. You'll think of me every time you're with someone else. You'll wish she was me. You'll wish you could call my name instead of hers."
With a loud growl he flipped her over and started giving her rough violent kisses.
"Where did you learn to talk like that?" He said in between kisses.
"I read a lot of books." She gasped out grabbing his head, pulling him closer to her.
"Keep reading them. They do you good."
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After their little encounter they went back to the head girl/boy room and Draco let it be enough for the night. With a heavy sigh Hermione walked into her room and got changed. She looked at herself in the mirror and decided that a trip to Hogsmeade would be needed.
She sighed and looked at her trunk. She opened it and rumbled through it for a moment. She smiled when she found what she was looking for and quickly got changed. She let her hair out and brushed it till it looked smooth. Miss Averieale told her she would work on her hair after they went to Hogsmeade and that was in three weeks. For now if she brushed her hair out very well it looked shiny.
She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. Now she just needed the approval of her teacher.
'God you're pathetic. You're looking for praise from Draco Malfoy.' Her mind commented. She took no notice. He made her feel beautiful and as horrible as it felt it made her feel something deep down.
She walked to his door and knocked gently. She heard him scrabble from his bed and walk to his door. He opened it and she could see he wasn't pleased to be disturbed but that faded when he saw her.
Hermione's cousin had always given her things to make her look more feminine and last year she'd given her a black negligee that was semi transparent. It was low cut and came with a matching see through robe.
Draco's mouth went wide and Hermione smiled looking at his reaction.
"I guess you like it." She said softly. "I just wanted to say goodnight."
'He's not wearing a shirt. Oh god.' With that thought in mind she leaned forward and kissed his lips softly but seductively.
Draco just stood there in his boxers and robe and accepted the kiss. She smiled and went back to her room with a sway of her hips. He watched her look back, wave and close her door.
He grabbed onto the door and remembered ever detail of what she wore. Oh she would have to get more of those.
Racing back to his room he got back in bed and preceded to continue what he was doing before Hermione had interrupted him. His hand slipped under his covers and he pleased himself now with the image of Hermione in that outfit.
Back in her room Hermione sat on her bed with a hot sensation between her legs. She was shaking a little and her nipples were hard. He was gorgeous and she was glad she'd accepted his help.
This was only a lust thing. A study of sex. She loved Harry still. Didn't she? If she did why was she lying down thinking of Draco? Wanting Draco. Why didn't she want Harry like this?
Why was she touching herself thinking of Draco?
(Who wouldn't?)
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Am I evil? Yes. Could I have kept going? Yes. Should I have kept going? Yes. Why didn't I keep going? I'm a cliffhanger writer. It keeps everyone coming back.
Hehe. Well thank you everyone for the reviews and again I'm sorry it was under g. God this story can't be a G. It's impossible. I couldn't write a G story if you paid me to. Hehe.
Well anyway. Please Review some more and I will be really happy.
Bye everyone.
Kang
The thing about a bad boy is that he'll only show his tender side to one woman. I'm not talking family wise and we all know it. One woman will ever see the side of him he's kept hidden from the rest of the world.
With that in mind lets keep going with this. Oh thank you everyone for the reviews. It really means a lot to know you all like it.
Oh by the way I'm sorry I changed the rating. I didn't realize I did it. It's been changed back though.
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After the incident of the first week Hermione calmed down with her flirting and took her appearance with stride. Her friends stopped worrying figuring that it was just the initial shock.
Her official lessons with Draco were three times a week. With Lavender and Ginny there. Her off the record lessons were any chance they had. After class, before dinner and even before breakfast. Draco would grab Hermione in passionate kisses exploring each other's mouths like desperate lovers who hadn't seen each other in years.
Ever time he became surer of his touches. Of the way he held her. The way she should respond. The school broom closets had seen a bit of action between the two. No one knew of this. You really couldn't tell anything was going on between the two unless you were looking and only one person was looking
Medea Averieale. She had noticed it the second she'd seen the two. She kept quiet though. What her cousin did was his business and as long as they didn't' get into trouble she wouldn't spill. One day Draco came to her for assistance bring Hermione with him.
Draco was having extraordinary trouble with Hermione's hair and make up. Lavender and Ginny had tried to help but it seemed that nothing they did helped fix it. Hermione's skin was a certain texture and needed a certain type of make up; the same went for her hair.
When he'd brushed it the first time it had looked incredible but she had a lot of split ends and oily at the top. He'd tried everything but nothing seemed to work.
Medea was tending to Steven when she heard the portrait knock.
"Come in Draco." She said already knowing who it was. Draco and Hermione came in.
"How'd you know?" Draco asked smirking.
"The same way I've always known. You got a thing bout you when you walk into a room." She said putting the baby down. Deo was now preparing for their new courses, which would start at the beginning of the next week. Which was in three days.
"We were wondering if you could help." Hermione asked quietly. Medea smiled and looked her up and down.
"Not a bad job their Draco." She commented and he graced her with a grin. "I think I can help."
She held out her hand and took Hermione to the bathroom. Draco followed watching as Hermione sat down on the chair. The bathroom was twice as big as the head girl/boy one and he had to admit it was impressive.
"Right. Let's see. You've got a pale complexion but not as pale as Draco. Hmm. Your hair's going to need to be cut a little and I think we should add some color in to it. Not too much. Don't want your hair to fall out."
Hermione sat there as Medea grabbed some muggle magazines. "
Draco this is your work show me what you want." She said holding out the magazines. Draco sighed and walked over.
He'd explained to Hermione that his cousin was well known for seeing into the future and seeing into the minds of people. So she already knew about the project.
Medea had been living in the muggle world for the last six years. She knew everything there was to know about them and had come to enjoy feminine beauty very much. Draco trusted her when she made comments and he knew that his art would turn out better with her help.
(From experience I can tell you it takes a good one-hour to figure out what kind of makeup suits your complexion. Whether you're a dry or wet person. If you need darker shades or earthy shades. It's hard.)
After trying out about twenty shades of lipstick ten shades of eye shadow three different volumes of mascara and a variety of blushes foundations and eye liners Draco was finally pleased.
He looked at her face approvingly. Medea had used a very light foundation with a very soft blush that made Hermione's cheeks look a healthy rosy color. Her lips were a very soft shade of peach and looked thicker than what they were. Her eyes were a contrasting green and her lashes were thickened with very high quality mascara.
Hermione looked in the mirror and smiled at what she saw. Her hair was tied back still and Medea stood behind her. Draco came closer smirking at both women.
"Told you she was the best." He said pointing at his cousin.
"Thank you." Hermione whispered to her teacher.
"Don't mention it. You are beautiful Hermione Granger. Whether you've got the makeup or not. You just have to believe it." She whispered in her ear.
Draco left the room as his cousin started taking off the makeup. They'd found what suited her but Draco had insisted that she leave that till last only practicing with the makeup until eh said otherwise. Her hair would have to wait since Medea had to prepare for her classes.
"Draco be a dear and take Steven down to the kitchen. The house elves are waiting for him. They're so fond of him. I have to meet Deo to discuss the two week holiday."
"What about he holidays?" Hermione asked coming out of the bathroom.
"Oh the sixth and seventh years won't be going on vacation this semester break. The ministry has decided to have muggle classes to make up for the time lost."
"Why do we have to learn all that anyway?" Draco asked annoyed. "They're just muggles."
Hermione looked hurt for a second but she remembered this was Draco.
"Draco Malfoy. You know very well why. Jesus what has my uncle drilled into your head?" She said handing her little son to him. "Go. They'll be waiting."
Draco left leaving the two women in the room. Medea smiled and held Hermione's shoulder before she left.
"Don't worry about him. He's had years of being drilled that muggles are bad. He hasn't really known any other path than what he was ever shown."
"I know. I just wish he wouldn't be so harsh about it. Maybe I'm asking too much." She said quietly.
"Dear he's a Malfoy. He'll always be blunt about what he says and thinks, but he's also an Averieale. He is determined and he's got a heart. You just have to find it."
"Good luck there." Hermione stated. "Maybe I just don't want to find it."
"You choose what you want to do. Learn from him though. He's bright. He knows a lot and he can teach you. Just decide what 'you' want." With that Hermione left and walked back to her room.
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The weekend passed and classes were back in. It was half an hour before classes started and the students had been ordered to have early breakfast.
Seventh year students were very excited. Their new classes started today and they would finally see what all the fuss was about. The two teachers were already there with everything set. There was a theory classroom and a practical area that they would be lead to.
"Right. I want all of you to stand in line." Miss Averieale said to her students. You will be split up into two classes. You will remain in these classes through the year. Once a week you will join up with the rest of your grade for one large class. On these days you are to do exactly as we tell you to."
"Mr. Averieale stood up and motioned everyone to listen. "I want Slytherin here, Huffelpuff stand here, Gryfinndor stand in front of me and Ravenclaw stand in front of Miss Averieale."
"Everyone must hurry as classes are to start and we don't want you to be late." Medea motioned for everyone to pay attention.
"In these courses you will learn about muggles in greater depths. You will learn physical education, muggle history and how it affects wizards, society, muggle dueling, culture and a few other topics. As some of you may know your two next vacations have been canceled till Christmas."
Everyone groaned.
"In this time you will attend field trips to the muggle world. Your parents have been notified and for those who think they can get away with not going I inform you that if you do not attend you will instantly fail and have to repeat the seventh year. On these trips you will be expected to leave your wands here at Hogwarts and dress in casual muggle clothing."
"We're going to pick you out using this pendant. Once you have been put into one of the four classes please sit on the sides and wait for the first bell to ring. After that you will be allowed to go get your books. Your schedules with automatically change to fit these new changes."
"We'll start with Ravenclaw." Deo walked over to the Ravenclaw line and motioned for the students to step forward. The pendant would change color with each student. To orange, purple, white or silver.
Each student was to remember what color they got until their schedule changed. When it came to Harry, Ron and Hermione, Harry was placed in purple. Ron was placed in orange and Hermione was placed in silver.
The two teachers went to the last two houses and the first bell rang. Everyone went outside and watched as their schedules changed.
"Hey I got muggle studies first." Hermione said looking at her double period of it.
"I got it last period." Harry said. Ron nodded saying he had it at the end of the day as well.
"I better go into class then." Hermione said walking back to the door were the teachers were now waiting. Draco came u beside her. He gently brushed his hand against hers.
"What are you doing here?" She asked quietly.
"Silver." He said.
"Oh."
When everyone was present Medea spoke up.
"Right. Silver come with me, white go with Mr. Averieale." She ordered walking her students to a different area.
They entered a large hall. It was full of sporting equipment some students knew from their muggle lives. At the very far end there were doors.
"Right. This is where I want all of you to be before classes start. I want you to be changed into casual clothing. When I say casual I mean nothing tight that you can't move in."
The girls started whispering between each other giggling about how they would go buy new clothes.
"Oh I wouldn't spend money though. The kind of work we will be doing will probably be dirty. You don't want anything new. The older the better."
"The first door on the right is the boys change room. On the other side is the girls change room. There are showers and places to put your clothes up. The second door to the right is the pool. We have outdoor and indoor pools available. The second door on the left is the field. The door next to that is the classroom. This room will be used for basketball and gymnastics and when you aren't doing physical education we will use these rooms for group. You may use these facilities if you wish but if any vandalizing is done you will be found and banned for the rest of your school life."
"Right lets get started. If you go to the change rooms you will find your clothes have been set out. Please meet me in front of the field door in approximately five minutes. Those who are late will be deducted points from their houses. A warning. Unlike some teachers I do take points off my own house."
She directed the last comment towards the Slytherin's. Everyone moved quickly and got changed. Hermione found her black track pants and her red sports halter-top. She tied her hair back and got changed quickly in one of the stalls.
Draco stood waiting for her. They were the first to get changed and Medea was busy in the girl's locker room. He grabbed her roughly and pressed her against the wall. His lips pressed against hers and they began a series of passionate and rough kisses. He pulled away leaving her gorgeous full lips swollen from the abuse.
"You look sexy." He murmured to her. She blushed. "Good. Remember no flirting."
Pulling away completely the rest of the class came in unaware of anything. Miss Averieale
"Right. For right now I think we'll do a few laps." She said and opened the door. They found themselves standing in a track field. There were people there and they looked up watching the students walk down.
"Are you miss Averieale?" A young man in his late twenties asked. She nodded. "You booked the field?"
"Yes I did. This is my class." She said smiling He nodded and let them through. "Right class. I want the girls on this side and the boys on the other. Don't take it too hard the first time. I won't be timing you. I want you to do a full lap. I'll explain the rest after."
The class started to run and Draco and Hermione were ahead. During the summer Hermione enjoyed running and was quite good at it. Draco was very fit from playing Quidditch for so long so it was easy for him to keep up.
"Very good Miss Granger and Mr. Malfoy. Come on all of you put more enthusiasm in it!" Miss Averieale called out.
(I can't run even a mile. Hehe. I'm not good at sports. So I understand the class. I hated PE)
They kept running until it was Draco and Hermione way ahead. They were three quarters of the way through wile most of the class was only half way through. Nevil was trailing behind. Miss Averieale was with him encouraging him on.
"I win." Hermione said happily. Her smile was glowing in the sunlight and the shade of the trees. They sat down and waited for the rest of the class.
"You did not win. I won." He said poking at her.
"Whatever you say Draco." With that she lay down.
He followed her body as she stretched out like a cat. He looked around at the trees and the grass. His first thoughts were of fantasies he'd been having lately about the girl lying down next to him. About having her up against the tree or right there on the ground.
"The rest of the class came back including Nevil who looked tired out.
"It's ok. You can sit down for now. You did very well." Medea said to him. He lay down gratefully and the class giggled.
(There is always that one kid who can't get through the class)
"Alright class now I want you to try a hundred meter sprint. I am going to break you up into five groups. All you have to do is run from one side to the other. I will have them marked. To make it more interesting we'll have a little competition. The team who wins will get a star each." She held up her hand and showed a pretty little glass star.
They kept playing muggle games for the rest of the class. They played until everyone had a star. Each team won at something. She even gave Nevil a star for trying.
"Alright everyone class dismissed."
They returned to the hall and got ready for their next class.
"Meet me here tonight." Draco whispered to Hermione before he walked into the change room.
(Ohh.)
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Hermione waited patiently that night in the hall. The lights were off and she was nervous. Why did Draco want to see her?
"Glad you're on time." A low masculine voice said from behind her. She felt his body press up against her back and she couldn't help but shiver. "Come on."
He led her to the field door and they entered it slowly. It was dark outside and the wind was blowing. The air was warm and Hermione was glad she'd warn a spaghetti strap top and her jeans.
Draco was wearing a set of black pants and a gray shirt. The shirt defined his very well formed chest. (Goes gaga)
"Sit." He ordered and she sat down on the grass. Not wasting any time he leaned forward and started kissing her passionately. She moaned and leaned back feeling his hands rub up and down against her back.
He had no intention of stripping her naked or anything like that yet. He wanted to see her reaction to different setting. To different sensations.
Her response pleased him more than he could have imagined. Her moans were louder than normal and it excited him.
'Oh she'd be a screamer in bed.' He thought as he kept kissing and touching her.
What he hadn't realized is that he was making noises too. Grunting and moaning as they kissed. He didn't even realize that he'd straddled her and was rubbing up and down against her chest with his own.
Her moans became louder and he echoed her pleasure. Her hands were rubbing his neck and it was driving him completely insane. His hand was under her rubbing the small of her back and she pushed closer to him. She knew nothing would happen tonight but she was enjoying this new experience.
She'd asked him to teach her and he was. He was giving her physical experience in how she should be with someone.
'Oh god I wish he meant all this.' Her mind screamed. She was too caught up in passion to realize what she'd thought.
'Wake up Hermione. He's teaching you about sex. Never think he's going to 'make love' to you or confess he's been in love with you.' Her logical mind yelled back.
'Let me have this moment.' She pleaded with herself.
She forgot her books, her grades, her family, friends and everything else. She knew in her heart that he would never love her and maybe she couldn't love him but they had this. He was her master for now. She wanted to relish every second of it.
His breathing was against her head as he licked her earlobe. He blew gently inside and whispered into her ear.
"I'm creating you. I'll be the one to bring you to womanhood. You'll experience your first lustful pleasures with me and every man you have after will never come even close. You'll never be satisfied and you will always remember me as your master."
His worlds made her melt and she felt dampness in between her legs.
"My mark will be on you for the rest of your life. I'll own you till the day you die and you will never forget my name."
Hermione moaned loudly and pulled him into a rough needy kiss. Somehow she was now on top and attacking him lustfully.
He didn't try to stop her and let her explore what she could do. He was impressed at how quickly she learnt. Mimicking his actions from before. Every kiss bought her more experience and he thought that in a way he was training her to be with him. To be his lover.
Lost in pleasure he didn't feel her hand venturing down his chest until she was pressing her hand against his stomach. He moaned and she imitated his actions to his ear only she gently sucked on his ear lobe and licked the inside of his ears.
"Like you won't forget me." She whispered seductively. He knew what she was doing and he let her. He allowed her to seduce him. He wanted to see what she could do on instinct.
"You'll never forget me. You'll always remember me as your artwork. Your greatest creation. You'll think of me every time you're with someone else. You'll wish she was me. You'll wish you could call my name instead of hers."
With a loud growl he flipped her over and started giving her rough violent kisses.
"Where did you learn to talk like that?" He said in between kisses.
"I read a lot of books." She gasped out grabbing his head, pulling him closer to her.
"Keep reading them. They do you good."
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After their little encounter they went back to the head girl/boy room and Draco let it be enough for the night. With a heavy sigh Hermione walked into her room and got changed. She looked at herself in the mirror and decided that a trip to Hogsmeade would be needed.
She sighed and looked at her trunk. She opened it and rumbled through it for a moment. She smiled when she found what she was looking for and quickly got changed. She let her hair out and brushed it till it looked smooth. Miss Averieale told her she would work on her hair after they went to Hogsmeade and that was in three weeks. For now if she brushed her hair out very well it looked shiny.
She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. Now she just needed the approval of her teacher.
'God you're pathetic. You're looking for praise from Draco Malfoy.' Her mind commented. She took no notice. He made her feel beautiful and as horrible as it felt it made her feel something deep down.
She walked to his door and knocked gently. She heard him scrabble from his bed and walk to his door. He opened it and she could see he wasn't pleased to be disturbed but that faded when he saw her.
Hermione's cousin had always given her things to make her look more feminine and last year she'd given her a black negligee that was semi transparent. It was low cut and came with a matching see through robe.
Draco's mouth went wide and Hermione smiled looking at his reaction.
"I guess you like it." She said softly. "I just wanted to say goodnight."
'He's not wearing a shirt. Oh god.' With that thought in mind she leaned forward and kissed his lips softly but seductively.
Draco just stood there in his boxers and robe and accepted the kiss. She smiled and went back to her room with a sway of her hips. He watched her look back, wave and close her door.
He grabbed onto the door and remembered ever detail of what she wore. Oh she would have to get more of those.
Racing back to his room he got back in bed and preceded to continue what he was doing before Hermione had interrupted him. His hand slipped under his covers and he pleased himself now with the image of Hermione in that outfit.
Back in her room Hermione sat on her bed with a hot sensation between her legs. She was shaking a little and her nipples were hard. He was gorgeous and she was glad she'd accepted his help.
This was only a lust thing. A study of sex. She loved Harry still. Didn't she? If she did why was she lying down thinking of Draco? Wanting Draco. Why didn't she want Harry like this?
Why was she touching herself thinking of Draco?
(Who wouldn't?)
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Am I evil? Yes. Could I have kept going? Yes. Should I have kept going? Yes. Why didn't I keep going? I'm a cliffhanger writer. It keeps everyone coming back.
Hehe. Well thank you everyone for the reviews and again I'm sorry it was under g. God this story can't be a G. It's impossible. I couldn't write a G story if you paid me to. Hehe.
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Kang