The next morning, Hermione woke up to a noise coming from
downstairs. She looked over the edge and seen that everyone was
awake. She looked over to Draco. He was lying on his back, sound
asleep. She quietly got up and walked downstairs.
"Gawd Hermy. Your boyfriend is a sound sleeper," Matt said.
"Yeah. I'll go wake him so we can have breakfast and stuff," Hermione said and walked upstairs. She walked over to Draco. She bent next to him and whispered.
"Draco, get up. Breakfast." Draco picked up Hermione's pillow.
"Crabbe, leave me alone." He put the pillow over his head. Hermione took the pillow from his head and kissed him. While she was kissing him, he quickly opened an eye and closed it. Thinking up a plan, he said, "Pansy, go away."
Hermione took the pillow and threw it at him. He quickly opened his eyes and grabbed her waist and pulled her down next to him, tickling her. Then he threw the pillow back at her. This led to a major pillow fight. There were feathers flying everywhere when Oliver called out.
"Are you children coming?" he asked sarcastically. Hermione and Draco laughed before telling him they were coming. They walked down and sat on the beanbags they were sitting on the previous night. Oliver passed them a plate of bacon, scrambled eggs and toast.
"Thanks Oli," Hermione said, taking a bite of her toast. They all ate their breakfast. When they were done, Kat and Bre cleaned up the dishes.
"So Brandon, when and where are you recording the CD?" Hermione asked.
"Is tomorrow after school a good time for you?" he asked.
"Yeah, but where are you recording it?" she asked.
"In the school's recording studio. I'll meet you outside at 2:00," he answered. Hermione nodded in approval.
"So, what time are we heading home?" Draco asked, anxiously.
"We, we were gonna go snowboarding for a couple of hours and probably have supper here. So I guess we would leave around 6 and get home about 7. Then we were gonna go over to Oliver's for a while if you wanted to come," Phil said. That was the first time he'd spoke directly to Draco since they got there.
"Oh," said Draco sounding disappointed.
"Are you sick Draco? We can go home whenever you want. We don't need to wait for everyone else," Hermione said. She got up and sat in his lap and running her fingers through his hair.
"Well, I'm not feeling the best," he lied, trying to fake being sick as best he could.
"Ok, well, lets go home then. You could be getting the flu," Hermione said. "Stay here and I'll get our stuff ready." She got up and immediately began to get their stuff together. It took her 20 minutes since she had to fold up their sleeping bags. She then motioned for Draco to get dressed which they both done. They put on their winter clothes and when Draco went to help Hermione put the stuff in the sleigh, Hermione stopped him.
"It's ok Draco. I'll get someone else to help me. You just relax. Oli, can you help me?" Oliver nodded and helped her. When they were done, Oliver turned to her and said.
"Hermy, if Draco is feeling better later, you should come over. Or, if you want, you can come over yourself." At this last statement, he winked and Draco felt the intense urge to punch him in the face. Hermione smiled and drove them home. When they got back to Hermione's house, she took out her wand and magiced everything back to where it belonged. Then they went inside and got undressed.
Hermione got changed into her pajama's and Draco done the same. They both crawled into Hermione's bed. "Draco, why did you really want to come home?"
"I'm sick. I told you that," he said, faking a cough.
"I'm not an idiot Draco. I know you're not sick. Tell me the truth."
"Well, I like your friends, but I can't stand Oliver. He was flirting with you the whole time we were at the cabin. I'm not normally the jealous type, but when your good-looking ex-boyfriend starts to flirt with you, then I have the right to be jealous." Hermione kissed him.
"Hopscotch, you don't need to be jealous of Oliver. I mean, just because he flirts with me and likes me, that doesn't mean I like him back. I like him as a friend and that's it. You are the only one for me. He can't take your place Draco. No one can. I love you and only you Draco," she said. (Soppy, I know)
"Bongo, you have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that." She smiled and Draco leaned in and kissed her.
"Vos baisers sont doux comme le sucre,"1 he said.
"Et vous êtes le vent en dessous mes ailes,"2 she said.
This time Hermione leaned in to kiss him. As they deepened the kiss, Draco slipped his right hand behind Hermione's neck and tipped her head back slightly as she wrapped her arms around Draco's neck. Draco took his other hand and slowly crept up her back under her shirt. He found the clasp on her bra, which he undid, slipped off her shoulders, then discarded on the floor. She started kissing his neck as he removed his hand from under her shirt and ran his hand up her leg.
She suddenly stopped kissing his neck, which startled him.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
She took her wand from the night table and shut and locked the door with it.
"Wouldn't want someone to come in. Now, where were we?" she said, seductively as she continued to kiss his neck. He continued to take off her tank top, which he threw on the floor next to her bra. He took his hands and cupped her breasts and started to massage them as his arousal increased.
She started to nibble on his ear as she knew it was his sweet spot. His erection reached it's climax and she ran her hands down his back and under the brim of his boxers, which she slipped off. He them stopped massaging her breasts as he too, took off her shorts then underwear and threw them in the pile with the rest of the clothes.
He gently pushed Hermione down so she was in a lying position with her head on the pillow. He gently climbed on top of her and he inserted a finger in her and moved it in and out. Then his finger was replaced by his erect penis. They began to snog again as Draco pumped faster. Their hips moved together in the same rhythm. Draco them removed himself from her as they switches positions and Hermione ran her hands down Draco's front, which gave him cold shivers.
She flicked her tongue across the tip of his hard shaft. She then ran her tongue across the bottom of it, massaging it, before taking his length in her mouth. After a while, they switched positions again and Draco inserted himself in her again. Then he removed himself and rolled over on his side next to her. He sighed as she turned on her side to face him. 1 Your kissed are sweet like sugar 2 And you are the wind beneath my winds
"Gawd Hermy. Your boyfriend is a sound sleeper," Matt said.
"Yeah. I'll go wake him so we can have breakfast and stuff," Hermione said and walked upstairs. She walked over to Draco. She bent next to him and whispered.
"Draco, get up. Breakfast." Draco picked up Hermione's pillow.
"Crabbe, leave me alone." He put the pillow over his head. Hermione took the pillow from his head and kissed him. While she was kissing him, he quickly opened an eye and closed it. Thinking up a plan, he said, "Pansy, go away."
Hermione took the pillow and threw it at him. He quickly opened his eyes and grabbed her waist and pulled her down next to him, tickling her. Then he threw the pillow back at her. This led to a major pillow fight. There were feathers flying everywhere when Oliver called out.
"Are you children coming?" he asked sarcastically. Hermione and Draco laughed before telling him they were coming. They walked down and sat on the beanbags they were sitting on the previous night. Oliver passed them a plate of bacon, scrambled eggs and toast.
"Thanks Oli," Hermione said, taking a bite of her toast. They all ate their breakfast. When they were done, Kat and Bre cleaned up the dishes.
"So Brandon, when and where are you recording the CD?" Hermione asked.
"Is tomorrow after school a good time for you?" he asked.
"Yeah, but where are you recording it?" she asked.
"In the school's recording studio. I'll meet you outside at 2:00," he answered. Hermione nodded in approval.
"So, what time are we heading home?" Draco asked, anxiously.
"We, we were gonna go snowboarding for a couple of hours and probably have supper here. So I guess we would leave around 6 and get home about 7. Then we were gonna go over to Oliver's for a while if you wanted to come," Phil said. That was the first time he'd spoke directly to Draco since they got there.
"Oh," said Draco sounding disappointed.
"Are you sick Draco? We can go home whenever you want. We don't need to wait for everyone else," Hermione said. She got up and sat in his lap and running her fingers through his hair.
"Well, I'm not feeling the best," he lied, trying to fake being sick as best he could.
"Ok, well, lets go home then. You could be getting the flu," Hermione said. "Stay here and I'll get our stuff ready." She got up and immediately began to get their stuff together. It took her 20 minutes since she had to fold up their sleeping bags. She then motioned for Draco to get dressed which they both done. They put on their winter clothes and when Draco went to help Hermione put the stuff in the sleigh, Hermione stopped him.
"It's ok Draco. I'll get someone else to help me. You just relax. Oli, can you help me?" Oliver nodded and helped her. When they were done, Oliver turned to her and said.
"Hermy, if Draco is feeling better later, you should come over. Or, if you want, you can come over yourself." At this last statement, he winked and Draco felt the intense urge to punch him in the face. Hermione smiled and drove them home. When they got back to Hermione's house, she took out her wand and magiced everything back to where it belonged. Then they went inside and got undressed.
Hermione got changed into her pajama's and Draco done the same. They both crawled into Hermione's bed. "Draco, why did you really want to come home?"
"I'm sick. I told you that," he said, faking a cough.
"I'm not an idiot Draco. I know you're not sick. Tell me the truth."
"Well, I like your friends, but I can't stand Oliver. He was flirting with you the whole time we were at the cabin. I'm not normally the jealous type, but when your good-looking ex-boyfriend starts to flirt with you, then I have the right to be jealous." Hermione kissed him.
"Hopscotch, you don't need to be jealous of Oliver. I mean, just because he flirts with me and likes me, that doesn't mean I like him back. I like him as a friend and that's it. You are the only one for me. He can't take your place Draco. No one can. I love you and only you Draco," she said. (Soppy, I know)
"Bongo, you have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that." She smiled and Draco leaned in and kissed her.
"Vos baisers sont doux comme le sucre,"1 he said.
"Et vous êtes le vent en dessous mes ailes,"2 she said.
This time Hermione leaned in to kiss him. As they deepened the kiss, Draco slipped his right hand behind Hermione's neck and tipped her head back slightly as she wrapped her arms around Draco's neck. Draco took his other hand and slowly crept up her back under her shirt. He found the clasp on her bra, which he undid, slipped off her shoulders, then discarded on the floor. She started kissing his neck as he removed his hand from under her shirt and ran his hand up her leg.
She suddenly stopped kissing his neck, which startled him.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
She took her wand from the night table and shut and locked the door with it.
"Wouldn't want someone to come in. Now, where were we?" she said, seductively as she continued to kiss his neck. He continued to take off her tank top, which he threw on the floor next to her bra. He took his hands and cupped her breasts and started to massage them as his arousal increased.
She started to nibble on his ear as she knew it was his sweet spot. His erection reached it's climax and she ran her hands down his back and under the brim of his boxers, which she slipped off. He them stopped massaging her breasts as he too, took off her shorts then underwear and threw them in the pile with the rest of the clothes.
He gently pushed Hermione down so she was in a lying position with her head on the pillow. He gently climbed on top of her and he inserted a finger in her and moved it in and out. Then his finger was replaced by his erect penis. They began to snog again as Draco pumped faster. Their hips moved together in the same rhythm. Draco them removed himself from her as they switches positions and Hermione ran her hands down Draco's front, which gave him cold shivers.
She flicked her tongue across the tip of his hard shaft. She then ran her tongue across the bottom of it, massaging it, before taking his length in her mouth. After a while, they switched positions again and Draco inserted himself in her again. Then he removed himself and rolled over on his side next to her. He sighed as she turned on her side to face him. 1 Your kissed are sweet like sugar 2 And you are the wind beneath my winds