R is for Raunchy
D/Hr
Summary: As Hermione doesn't recieve the honor of becoming the next Head Girl, she decides to rebel, and becomes a bit...saucy.
Disclaimer: Characters belong to JK Rowling, plot belongs to us.
Chapter 4
Draco's blue steel eyes pierced through her and she could clearly see he was angry. Hermione was nervous; she had never seen this look sketched on his face before.
'I've got to play it cool,' she thought to herself as she held out her hands, willing him to take them, using a helpless-damsel-in-distress look.
Draco rolled his eyes and grasped Hermione's hands in his, pulled her to her feet and quickly glanced down her top.
"Fall over, Hermione?" Draco sneered; unsuccessfully ignoring the shivers he felt when she grabbed his shoulders to stabilize herself.
"No, Draco, in fact, I just felt like feeling the floor." She said, hating how dumb she sounded. "It's quite nice, you know. You should try it sometime. Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to unpack before tomorrow morning." She gasped, much to her great dislike, as he moved his hands to her waist so she didn't sway.
"I'll, um, help you," Draco said as he shuffled to her trunk, feeling the carped squish between his toes.
'She's quite right. This carpet is the softest I've ever felt.' He thought, mentally noting to take off his shoes before ever entering her room.
Hermione didn't have time to say "Expelliarmus!" before he had opened her trunk and began magically putting away her clothes neatly in the drawers of her beautiful dark oak armoire, lazily twitching his wrist.
"Erm... Draco... I can unpack myself...Um..." said Hermione desperately, trying to defer him from unpacking her things. "Hmm. What have we here?" Draco drawled while smirking coyly at Hermione. He bent over and stuck his hand into the trunk, slowly pulling out a black thong, adorned with lace.
"My, my, Miss Granger! Aren't we just a little vixen? And black no less! You know, Hermione, black lingerie is always bought with the notion that someone will see it." He said, making Hermione assume he had had the pleasure of seeing many pairs of lacy black thongs.
"Shut up, Draco." Hermione snapped angrily and reached for the panties, snatching them out of his grasp and roughly shoving them under her duvet. A blush that had started at the tip of her nose had spread rapidly, spreading out past her cheeks and up towards her scalp, but plunged under her shirt secretively. Hermione turned to finish unpacking and gasped inwardly. 'Oh my God, I cannot believe fucking Draco Malfoy just fucking touched my fucking underwear!' she seethed. 'I will never wash... what am I saying? Ew, Draco just saw my thong.' She corrected herself, glancing at him, trying to suppress a shudder, but failing miserably.
"Okay, then. If you're that keen about wanting me to leave, I'll go help Padma unpack." Draco shrugged, knowing Padma was a prize slut of Ravenclaw. He'd bed her within minutes, and he'd enjoy doing it, too.
Hermione felt a pang of hurt and jealousy. She knew Padma was a slut, and it was weird, but she didn't want Draco to be with another girl. "Draco, wait!" she said hastily, grabbing his forearm. "You can stay. I guess I could use some help."
'I've got her right where I want her.' He thought maliciously as he turned to walk back to the trunk.
"Why the hell did I do that? What ever possessed me to act like that with Draco? I've got to get him off my mind." Her mattress groaned as she got up and walked to her armoire to take a relaxing potion. She shuffled back into her bed and slipped the silky sheet over her body. She pulled over the duvet cover, and grinned when a lacy black thong fell onto the floor. She picked it up, slid it under her pillow and fell into a dreamless sleep.
Well! What a pleasant surprise. Sorry for not updating yesterday. I was very caught up in not being able to stay in one spot for one moment because of HARRY POTTER! Oh, my God. What a positively orgasmic experience. Am I right or what?! le sigh Anyway. Reviews.
I'm only mentioning the ones who reviewed for Chapter 3 because I'm lazy and I don't want to check who I've mentioned or not. So, if you want to be mentioned, review the previous chapter. Yeah. Anyway!
Tina (Hah! I remember your story. It was the fucking A, dude.)
oreo69not96 (Sorry about not mentioning you. I didn't see your review until after I posted the next chapter!)
chocl8chps (Hah! Excellent story. I must say, what a dumb kid)
R is for keep wRiting (Oh, man. I wish that story was my reality. I'd be the luckiest girl ever. God damn.)
naughty-chipmunk (Aw, man. That totally sucks ass. Well, at least I got your positive message. :D)
Rial (Why thank you!)
SuperStar4eva88 (Fine, then. grumble)
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IHeartDrakkieRonnie (God damn. Your username is fucking awesome. It makes me so happy.)
Moviesavvy (Mmm...Pirates of the Caribbean. Total sex. Anyway. Thank you!)
ObSsEsSeD (Merci beaucoup!)
Mystical Myuki (God damn! That sucks! AHH! THE EMBARASSMENT OF IT ALL! dies)
ginnygal189 (Melissa. You and your tango-ing habits! We really need to get you some counselling, do you hear? Sheesh. I love you!)
FeltonsGirl (AHH! I'm Felton's girl, too! He's totally hot and fucking sexy. So, a little kid is comparing you to a hot and sexy, yet bad character. So what if it's a boy? I'd take it as a total compliment.)
SpectroSilver (Nope. You gotta wait for the action! Sorry :( )
ss (Thanks!)
Well. Now that THAT'S over with. Your stories really made me laugh a bit. Anyway. This time, talk about PoA and it's total glory and it's total sexiness. What was your favorite scene?
Right. Suz tells me that spotted dick is some sort of breakfast food in England, like a dough thing that's filled with jelly. shrug
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