Disclaimer: No, I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters.
~*~
I got no regret right now (I'm feeling this)
The air is so cold and low (I'm feeling this)
Let me go in her room (I'm feeling this)
I love all the things you do (I'm feeling this)
Show me the way to bed (I'm feeling this)
Show me the way you move (I'm feeling this)
Fuck it; it's such a blur (I'm feeling this)
I love all the things you do (I'm feeling this)
Fate fell short this time
Your smile fades in the summer
Place your hand in mine
I'll leave when I wanna
~*~
Hermione Granger gazed dazedly at the roll of parchment that lay across her counter. As a mediwitch, it was her duty to tend to the sick and injured, but today, it was her duty to take down names of the patients and direct their loved ones in the department they were in at St. Mungo's. Different wizards and witches came and went while she just stayed there behind her desk with a slight pout.
" Slow day Granger?"
She didn't even have to bother to look up, but it was a force of habit and her eyes betrayed her. Draco Malfoy was leaning on top of her desk with an amused smirk playing on his lips. Yes, it was true that Draco was a Healer and even she was surprised. Never out of all her years would she expect Draco to become a Healer. Deciding to humor him, she gave him her full attention.
" Anything I can do for you, Draco?" she asked sporting her best fake smile. Draco's grin grew even wider if it could. For the past five years out of Hogwarts, Hermione and Draco had worked together civilly. He stopped the name calling once he turned nineteen. Even though the teasing was mild, he still got on her nerves one way or another.
Draco Malfoy did not date the women he worked with and she knew that as a fact. It was last year when April Wilcox, the prettiest mediwitch she knew, asked him out for dinner. He refused. He did still use his " outside charms," as her friend Ginny liked to call them, on the unsuspecting women of London. She couldn't deny that he was handsome with his charming smile, captivating stormy eyes, a well sculpted body underneath his robes. Hermione shifted uncomfortably in her seat at that last thought.
Finally, Draco shrugged nonchalantly. " Not really, I just wanted to bother you."
" Aw, you're so sweet," she said sarcastically, shuffling the pieces of parchment on her desk. Draco grinned and crossed his arms over his chest.
" That's enough of your denial Granger, you know you want to have your way with me," he concluded with a knowing grin. Hermione scoffed in amusement.
" Don't make me laugh Draco," Hermione said and she returned to her task of writing down names. Draco reached over the desk and gently grasped her writing hand.
" All in due time Hermione, you'll know."
" Mr. Malfoy, you're needed on the fourth floor," said an older mediwitch with a scowl on her face. Draco sighed and narrowed his eyes.
" Thanks Magda," Draco said wriggling his eyebrows at her. Magda huffed and shook her head at him in disbelief. Hermione couldn't help but giggle at the situation. Draco gave her one last glance and with a grin, he walked away. She knew that he would be back.
" That boy is infuriating!" Magda said with a scowl and walked past Hermione's desk towards the same direction Draco went. Hermione laughed and went back to taking down patient's names. The next hour later, Hermione had been bored out of mind and her hand was beginning to cramp.
" Hello Hermione," said April Wilcox as she leaned tiredly against her desk.
" Hi April. Tough day?" Hermione asked putting down the long list of parchment. April nodded wearily.
" I was with Draco on the fourth floor and it took just about an hour to heal a man whose shirt was itching his upper body. It turned out that we didn't need a counter curse! It was a Muggle product that comes in a form of powder," April pondered with her brow creased in thought.
" Itching powder?" Hermione suggested. April beamed and nodded in agreement.
" That's exactly what it was! Poor Draco, he was annoyed for sure!" April said with a giggle.
" April, I have a question for you. Why doesn't Magda like Draco?" Hermione asked curiously. For the past couple of months, Magda had been nothing but unpleasant to Draco. Of course, being Draco, he took the resentment with a smirk and played along to annoy her further.
" Well, I always wondered that myself! I heard Magda talking to Charlotte a bit. I heard that Draco asked Magda's niece, Kaylyn, out for dinner and dumped her the next day! Supposedly, it was really embarrassing to Magda." April said, her eyes with bright with mirth and excitement. Hermione nodded and smiled.
" Well, that doesn't sound too surprising to me," Hermione said shaking her head and sighed.
" What do you mean? Is Draco a…"
" Womanizer? There were a few rumors about him when I was in school, but of course they were only rumors. Also, considering the fact that we're dealing with Draco, I wouldn't be shocked if they were true," Hermione said.
" But he seems so nice," April said with a sigh. Hermione couldn't help but laugh at her last comment.
" Draco nice? Please! Draco Malfoy was an arrogant, self centered, vain, disrespectful, and do you really want me to go on?" Hermione asked in between fits of giggles.
" Go ahead Granger, I'm really interested for you to continue."
Hermione's eyes widened slightly and she couldn't stop a light blush that crept into her cheeks. April's face immediately flushed in his presence. Draco smirked at the women's reactions and stood his ground staring back and forth at Hermione and April.
" Well, I have to be going! Good seeing you again Mr. Malfoy!" April said hurriedly and she scurried down the hallway. Hermione leaned over her desk and watched amusedly at April's disappearance act.
" As you were saying Granger? Charming, handsome, intelligent…"
" Asshole?" she offered with a grin. Draco chuckled and leaned over her desk meeting her eye level.
" So, Granger, how's your day going so far?" he asked grabbing the long list of today's patients she had taken an hour to write out.
" Slow," she said sullenly. Draco nodded while reading the parchment.
A few minutes passed and Draco finally placed down the list with a groan. Seems the day was taking forever for him.
" What are you doing tonight?" he asked with that famous charming smile.
" Nothing, why?" she asked already dreading the answer. Draco's smile transformed into a smirk once again.
" How about we go out to dinner?" he asked with a shrug. Hermione raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
" I thought you didn't date your co workers," she said with a slight edge becoming apparent in her voice.
" Now who told you that?" he asked raising a brow in mock curiosity. Hermione's eyebrows rose in surprise.
" So you do date your co workers?" she asked, her voice edged with surprise that she didn't even bother to hide. Draco smirked at her reaction.
" I didn't say that either," he said with a nonchalant shrug. Hermione looked at him in confusion and he sighed impatiently.
" You didn't answer my question, Hermione. Do you want to accompany me to dinner tonight?" he asked in an impatient tone.
Hermione snapped out her little world of wonderment and said, " Yes."
Draco smiled and gave a curt nod before striding down the hallway. She felt like leaning over and yelling no at his retreating back, but it was already too late. With a groan, she sank into her seat and laid her head down onto her desk. Tonight, she had a date with Draco Malfoy. Bloody hell.
~*~
" April, have you seen Malfoy?" Hermione asked wrapping her cloak around her. She was preparing to leave for the day and she had no clue where Draco wanted to meet her at all.
" Oh heavens no! After what happened this afternoon, I made sure to avoid him at all costs!" April said with a shudder. Hermione sighed and thought that maybe he wasn't be serious since he always tried to annoy her constantly.
" I was suppose to meet him, but he didn't tell me where," Hermione said wrapping her cloak around tighter as the cool November air greeted her face.
" Draco always leaves early on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. He also doesn't work on Sundays. He has that kind of power," April said with assured nod. Hermione raised a brow to April's response and citing his whole schedule.
" You fancy him, do you?" Hermione said with a teasing grin. April flushed and looked down at her feet while Hermione laughed at her embarrassment.
" There's nothing wrong into thinking he's handsome!" April snapped with a flushed face. Hermione held her hands up in defense and grinned.
" See you tomorrow," Hermione said to the young scowling girl before she apparated to her flat. The warm heat circulating the living area of her flat sent a shiver of delight to be home. Shrugging off her cloak and laying it on her couch, she made her way to her bedroom to prepare a nice, warm bubble bath to end the long day.
Shrugging off her robes and clothing, she prepared to step foot into her inviting tub when she heard a familiar pop echo in her ears. Grabbing the nearest towel and wrapping it around herself, she stepped out of the bathroom to see whom apparated into her flat. The only people who knew where she lived were Ron, Harry, and Ginny. That wasn't the case any more when she saw Draco gazing around her flat and looking at the picture frames she had on her mantel. Somehow, she realized a breath was caught in her throat as her eyes absorbed what he was wearing. Draco Malfoy was clad in loose fitting Muggle blue jeans, a black leather jacket and shirt. His blond locks were let loose and pushed back away from his face with only a few strands that refused to stay back. She let out a small yelp of surprise when she spotted him from the corner of her eye. Draco flinched at the noise and turned with a sculpted light eyebrow raised. He grinned at her attire while she blushed, drawing the towel around her tighter.
" What? Did you forget that we were meeting tonight?" he asked in a teasing manner. Hermione scowled.
" I thought you were joking," she said in a huff, crossing her arms over her chest.
" As you can tell, I wasn't and I hope that you don't plan on going out like that. Not that I mind actually, but for afterwards," he said with a sly smirk already tugging at his handsome features.
Hermione picked up a pillow from her couch and pelted him with it. Draco chuckled and raised his hands up as a gesture of surrender.
" So, Draco, do you mind telling me where we're going so I can dress appropriately?" she asked with a bit of an edge to her voice. Draco shrugged and made himself comfortable on the couch, propping his feet up on the wooden coffee table.
" It's quite late to go have dinner, so how about a drink instead?" he suggested with ease. She rolled her eyes at his cool, charismatic tone. He was enjoying every second of this.
" Am I your ten o'clock for this night?" she asked sarcastically. The only response she received was a chuckle.
" Fine, just give me a minute," Hermione said turning around and returned to the confinements of her room. As soon as she shut the door, Hermione opened her mouth to let out a silent scream. She thought he was joking! Looking frantically around her room for something to wear, Hermione grabbed a blue jean skirt with a hem that reached mid thigh. A simple and elegant black sleeveless shirt went along nicely. She performed a drying charm on her hair and decided to leave it wavy instead of cursing upon herself the burden of straightening it. The soft curls framed her face nicely. With just a bit of makeup, she completed her outfit with a pair of knee high black boots making her look nice and tall. She gave one last look in the mirror and took a deep breath as she reached for the knob of her bedroom. On shaky legs, she once again entered the living room to find Draco sitting on her couch comfortably. In his hands, laid her old school photo album.
" It's about time," Draco drawled, not bothering to look up. A sly smirk appeared on his face acknowledging her presence. She shifted on her feet nervously. Finally, his eyes flickered upwards to catch her gaze.
" Ready?" he asked stretching his arms over his head. She nodded and walked towards him.
" I don't bite, Granger. Well, not that hard," he said extending his hand towards her. With a scowl, she accepted. As soon as their fingers intertwined, a warm surge ran up her body. His hand was warm to the touch and an odd assurance of security blanketed over her. Before she knew it, Draco was leading her out the door.
~*~
" Have you been around here before?" Hermione asked curiously, amazed that Draco knew his way around where she lived.
" I've been around here for my mother's benefit parties," Draco said pointing to a large hotel building, " I was surprised to find out that you lived around here."
Hermione smiled, " How did you know where I lived anyway?"
" She Weasel. I didn't even ask, she just told me because I was getting new robes for one of my mother's parties," he said with a shrug. The smirk gave him away.
" So, where do you live?" she asked. The least thing she could do was to try and make conversation.
" The manor," he said easily. They continued to walk for a while and again, an awkward silence arrived.
" Where are we going?" she asked. The boots she was wearing weren't exactly walking shoes.
" There," Draco said gesturing to a pub that was not far from them. Hermione grinned to herself as they drew nearer to O'Connor's pub. The last time she was here was on her birthday with Ginny, Lavender, Parvati, Luna, and April. She wondered if the cute bartender was still there.
The smell of cigarettes invaded her nostrils and the strong odor of alcohol collided with the heavy fumes of smoke. Draco led her to the bar and casually took a seat. Hermione glanced around the slightly packed place. She didn't even notice that Draco was already getting their drinks.
" Hermione? What will you be having?" Draco asked gesturing to the handsome young man behind the counter. Hermione smiled looking at the man.
" Don't worry, I know exactly what she wants," the young man said with a grin. Draco raised a brow at the comment and looked at her oddly. In a few minutes, Draco received his glass of vodka and Hermione received a yellow looking drink with ice. Getting up, Draco led her to an empty booth away from the small crowd.
" What is that?" Draco asked referring to her drink.
" Oh, um, it's vodka with pineapple juice and champagne. Ginny introduced it to me on my birthday. Do you want to try it?" she asked offering him her drink. He shook his head and took a drink of his vodka.
" I can't vodka straight," she said as her nose wrinkled in distaste, " I have to drink it with Sprite."
She giggled slightly at Draco's slight confused look. " It's a Muggle drink," she pointed out with a grin. " Well, that explains everything," Draco said with a small smirk.
" Not so keen on Muggle things still, Draco?" she mused taking a sip of her drink. Draco shrugged.
" For your information, Hermione, I do keep up with your so called Muggle fads. Take DVD players and stereos for instance," Draco suggested as Hermione's eyebrows rose in astonishment.
" Wow, I'm impressed," she admitted. Maybe Draco wasn't as prejudice as he shown to be. Draco smiled genuinely.
" I'd thought you'd be," he said, " and right now, I've taken quite an interest in a Muggle rock band called Three Doors Down."
Hermione choked a bit on her drink in surprise. Draco chuckled at her reaction. " Yes, Granger, Malfoy likes Muggle music, so sue me."
Hermione grinned. " I'd never thought I'd lived to see the day that you'd admit something like this."
" I've actually seen them in concert. I took Blaise to go with me and we saw them in New York," Draco said taking another drink of his vodka. Hermione stared at him in awe.
" You've been to America? I've always wanted to go there," she said dreamily. Draco raised a teasing brow at her. " It's nice, for a place filled with Muggles."
Hermione couldn't help the urge to roll her eyes at him. They both finished their drinks in a bit of silence when Draco got up to get more drinks. When he came back, he took a sip of hers before setting it down in front of her.
" Good, right?" she prodded taking the glass into her hands. " Why did you think that I didn't date co workers?" he asked seriously. Hermione laughed uncomfortably. His grin threw her off and increased her slight embarrassment at her assumptions.
" Well, I overheard April ask you out to dinner and you refused. Actually, the women healers in your department experienced your rejection," she stated looking intently at Draco's blank face. He rolled his eyes in annoyance.
" Those women didn't intrigue me," he said with a shrug, " and they were too easy to figure out. I like my women to sort of mysterious. Like you, for example."
Hermione snorted. " Mysterious? Please Draco, don't be fucking modest."
Draco reciprocated the snort. " Modest? Don't be fucking naïve, Granger. That's bullshit."
" Come on, Draco! Are you telling me that all those rumors about you were false?" she inquired. Maybe she was wrong about him all along, but still, there was a part that nagged her skeptical side.
" You should know. We were quite the golden couple back then," he said teasingly. Hermione blushed and turned to her drink for comfort.
" We went out for a week! Your dumb ass Slytherin friends had nothing else better to do so they dared us to go out! You didn't even want to do anything and they had to bitch at you to hold my hand or carry my books. I think that was the first time I actually saw you blush," she said in a singsong voice. Draco scowled and downed the remains of his vodka.
" They even told me that I had to kiss you," she snorted. Draco's eyes lit up in interest as he set down his glass.
" They never told me that."
Hermione felt a slight blush creep up her cheeks. Draco's grin only added fuel to her heated embarrassment for mentioning the topic.
" Why didn't you do it?" he prodded purposely, relishing in her embarrassment. She found herself speechless and stared blankly at Draco. Surprisingly, his face held no sign of mockery or smugness.
" You were pretty intimidating back then and I just figured that you would rather die than snog an inferior Mudblood," she said with a shrug. Draco's slate colored orbs flashed strangely as he continued to keep his face impassive. Hermione's mouth all of a sudden felt very dry under the scrutiny of Draco's intense gaze.
" Well, you never know until you try," he finally responded as a small trace of a smile tugged his lips. Hermione felt like she had been submerged under water when she realized that she had been holding her breath. Draco noticed her uneasiness and decided to change the subject.
" Talk to Potter and the Weasel lately?" he asked. Hermione shifted in her seat to make herself more comfortable and nodded.
" Harry's fine. I got a letter from him last week. Right now, he's in Moscow along with a couple of Aurors to catch a con artist who changes identities with a Polyjuice potion. As for Ron, he should be back from his honeymoon with Lavender some time next week," she said with a smile.
" What does Weasley do now actually?" Draco asked curiously.
" He works in the Department of Muggle Artifacts. Like father, like son," she said with a sigh. Draco smirked.
" I'm surprised that he's working in that department. Weasley's knowledge of Muggles compares to a light bulb about to burn out."
Hermione scowled playfully. " Well, he's learning and his father is a great help to him too."
" I visit him you know," Draco said sullenly. Hermione's face faltered a bit at Draco's dim and ashen face.
" Y-your f-father?" she stuttered nervously, afraid of Draco's reaction if she said the wrong thing. Draco nodded and reached for her drink.
" I visit him in the ward everyday. Even though his mind is completely unable to register and hold memories or events, I know that he recognizes that it's me. I can tell by his eyes," he said finishing off the rest of her drink. Instinctively, she reached over and grasped his hand in hers. He looked startled at her gesture, but he didn't let go. She wanted to say that she was sorry about what happened to Lucius, but knowing Draco, he would snap at her. Keeping her mouth shut, she decided to change the subject.
" I fancied you a bit when we had our week long romance," she said, a smile graced her features at the memory. Draco scoffed and shook his head.
" I really did!" she protested.
" You don't fancy me anymore?" he said with a pout. Hermione felt herself blush for what seemed the millionth time tonight. Draco traced his thumb across the smoothness of the back of her hand.
" I was terrified when they told me that we had to go out. I never really had a girlfriend and I was afraid that I would do or say something stupid in front of the Slytherins," Draco admitted with a sheepish grin, " I know you might find this ludicrous and impossible to believe, but all those rumors were false."
Hermione gaped in disbelief. " No way!"
" Pansy was upset that we weren't going out so to save face she made those rumors up and since I'm a guy, I really didn't give a fuck," he said with a shrug. Hermione smiled and shook her head.
" I didn't sleep with anyone at Hogwarts. Father always had a girl ready to meet me as soon as I arrived home for the holidays or the summer so I wasn't a total lost cause," he said dully.
" Harry and Ron just figured that you were gay," she said with a giggle. Laughter racked her body as Draco gave her fierce glare.
~*~
After a couple of drinks later and a surprisingly civil conversation about what was going on in their lives. Hermione found herself walking beside Draco once again towards her flat. Reaching into her pocket, she took out her key and opened the door. Pausing in her doorway, she gazed at him with a smile.
" Do you want to come in?" she asked awkwardly. Draco grinned and shook his head.
" I really need to get back home to the manor. My glorious paper work awaits!" he said with mock enthusiasm. She nodded in understanding and turned on the lights in her flat.
" Thanks for tonight, Draco, I really appreciate it," she said with a warm smile. Draco nodded, walking towards her. His masculine scent invaded her nostrils as he neared. Her eyes fluttered closed and before she knew it, Draco's soft lips made contact with her own. His taste was intoxicating, like cool mint. His tongue sought entrance into hers and she gladly responded. A flush heated her cheeks and she pulled away to get air. Draco gave her one last smirk and disapparated right before he drawled, " Good night Granger."
The next day she wondered how things would turn out for their working relationship. It was Saturday and Hermione was already expecting a long day. She took a seat behind her desk and stared sullenly at the stack of paperwork the head mediwitch left for her. With an exasperated sigh, she began filling out the first piece of parchment.
" Good morning Hermione!" April said cheerily. Hermione glanced up giving her a polite smile.
" Good morning to you too," she said.
" I'm going to get a coffee, you want one?"
Hermione nodded and appreciation and returned to work. The morning was busy, as she had expected it to be with patients coming in and out. Not once had she seen Draco. It was around noon when Magda came by and said she could have her break early. Hermione practically leaped out of her chair and stretched. Walking down the corridor, she massaged her writing hand and looked around for April to go on their lunch break. She was interrupted from her thoughts when a warm hand reached out and pulled her into an empty room.
" Miss Granger, your needed to tend Draco Malfoy," he breathed; his warm breath collided at the base of her neck Hermione smirked and faced her captor.
" Really? He seems just fine to me," she said, sighing at his touch.
" I have a pain Hermione, help me get rid of it," he said, placing a kiss on her neck.
" Right here?" she asked placing a flat palm of his broad chest.
" Lower," he groaned as he breathed in her scent. She grinned as he placed feverish kisses along her neck.
" Here?" she asked, resting her hand on his belly.
" Your almost there," he muttered, inclining his head to steal a kiss from her. Her hand lingered dangerously above his belt buckle. That is until she heard voices outside the room they were in. Hermione pulled away from him and looked around panicky. Draco muttered curses under his breath and was relieved that his robes hid his obvious arousal. Magda and April entered the room with a patient by their side.
" Mr. Malfoy! We've been looking all over for you! You're need on the third floor right away!" April said hurriedly as she tried to contend to the patient who was turning different colors.
" We could use your help Granger," Magda said pulling out ointments and balms. She nodded and looked apologetically at Draco. He rolled his eyes and headed back to where he was needed.
~*~
For the next three months, Hermione and Draco continued their trysts in random rooms of the hospital, her flat, and his manor, underneath her desk, on top of his desk Out of all the odd circumstances, she couldn't believe that she could last a whole hour with Draco Malfoy and much less share a bed with him. He liked the blinds shut in the morning while she liked them open. He was a lights on type of person and she preferred the natural light of the moon, as she loved how it highlighted his natural features. In the end, it didn't really matter since they pretty much ravished each other under any light. She liked to hog the covers while he hogged the bathroom, but he lasted only fifteen minutes longer than her. Draco was a smoker and after the consistent nagging to quit from Hermione, he gave up the horrid habit just to stop her complaining. Hermione was a bit compulsive, but he found a few other things to keep her mind off of those silly things. Despite all the ridiculous tweaks, she found herself drawn and captivated by him. Never had she felt so satisfied and special when she was with him.
Draco was classified as an uncaring and narcissistic boy who picked on weaker people due to his superiority as a pureblood. It was amazing what a couple of years could do to a man who was raised on prejudice terms. Hermione was a bit apprehensive of the feelings Draco was stirring inside of her and she felt like she was falling…hard.
It was a typical Friday afternoon and Hermione just came back from her lunch break with April. She didn't even bother to tell April that she secretly shagging the man she fancied. Magda seemed to act stranger around her and Draco than usual. Other than that, things were pretty much the same. Once again, a large stack of papers waited for her to fill out on her desk. With an exasperated sigh, she pulled out a quill and started working.
" Hermione? Are you behind there?"
Hermione felt a smile tug on her lips as she shifted aside her load of paperwork.
" What can I do for you today Mr. Malfoy?" she replied giving him a sultry smile. He smirked in return and moved so that he was right behind her seat. Crouching down so that he was out of sight, he gently turned her seat around so that she was facing him.
" Did you go on your break already?" he asked, his hand slightly parting her robe so that the upper part of her creamy thigh was showing. She grinned at Draco's boldness.
" Yes, I have," she said reaching out her hand to stroke his silky golden tresses.
" Pity," he muttered grabbing her hand and placed a soft kiss on the inside of her palm. Hermione sighed at the gesture.
" Like that's going to stop you," she quipped giving him a sly smirk. Draco returned the smirk and reached his hands up her skirt.
" Mr. Malfoy!"
" Damn it!" Draco cursed running a hand frustratingly through his hair. A feeling of slight panic stung Hermione as she tried to think of something quickly. In a flash, she stood up and crouched under the desk and motioned Draco to sit in her seat. He gave her a strange look, but complied willingly to avoid being caught by Magda. Casually, he leaned back in her chair and crossed his arms over his chest as if nothing happened. Hermione fought the urge to giggle at his cool stance.
" Yes, Magda, what can I do for you today?" he asked flashing her a charming Malfoy smile. Magda scowled in return.
" Where on earth is Miss Granger? Her break was over ten minutes ago," the mediwitch asked casting a suspicious glance at Draco. He feigned an innocent look and shrugged at the question.
" I sent her to do an errand for me on the third floor," he drawled, his silver orbs flashing in a challenging manner.
" Very well, I suppose I shall wait for her return."
Hermione felt Draco's body cringe since her back was against his legs. An idea suddenly came to mind and she worked fast…starting with Draco's belt.
Draco froze as he felt Hermione's sneaky hands make their way inside his rode and unbuckle his belt. The sound the zipper caused Magda to look at him oddly and Draco looked around wildly at the patients passing by.
" I wonder what's taking Miss Granger so long," Magda pondered tapping her foot impatiently. Draco shrugged.
" Yes, I do wonder what Granger is doing."
He felt his pants being parted open and with a growl, his hips rose a bit to help her tug them down to his ankles. Tugging on his boxers the same way, Draco shuddered as the cool air of the hospital made contact with his increasingly hot skin. Only adding fuel to his desire, Hermione gently caressed the skin of his inner thighs and blew lightly on his arousal. Draco bit his lip to keep from yelling and jerked as the air hit his skin.
" Mr. Malfoy, are you all right? You look a little flustered," Magda commented raising a brow.
" I-I'm f-fine, it's just hot in here. Very hot."
Magda looked at him oddly. " I hear that the flu is a common outbreak during the holidays in the Muggle world. I hope that you're not catching it because we need all the healers we can get for the upcoming holidays."
Draco shakily nodded his head. His eyes rolled back in passion as he felt Hermione's warm mouth envelope him, her tongue teasing him to no end.
" Mr. Malfoy, you looked flushed and you're sweating! Come with me! I'll get something to bring that fever down!" Magda said reaching for him.
Draco shuddered and shakily replied, " I-I'm f-feeling a bit w-weak. C-could you bring it to me?"
Magda nodded furiously and hurriedly walked down the corridor. As soon as she was out of sight, Draco sighed in relief and lolled his back letting the feelings consume him. His impending climax was approaching fast and he placed his head down on her desk, biting his hand as his endorphins ran at an all time high. Carefully, Hermione got up from under the desk and patted down her robes before giving Draco a smug smile.
" That was pay back for when I was trying to talk to April last week," she said giving him an innocent smile. Draco tried to scowl, but he was a bit exhausted from his release.
Hermione's eyes widened slightly and pressed a hand to his sweaty forehead. Draco opened his mouth to protest, but saw a flash of red robes from the corner of his eye.
" Here, Mr. Malfoy, take this, you'll feel better. Miss Granger, please follow me to the fourth floor, you're needed." Magda said handing Draco a clear vile and signaled Hermione to follow her. Hermione shrugged and flashed a devious smile at Draco. He looked at the vile with a pout.
" You're going to get it Granger."
~*~
As soon as Hermione arrived home, she expected to be " punished" by Draco at any second. She half expected Draco to be here, but her flat was totally empty. With a sigh, she shrugged off her robes and took her hair down from the ponytail she wore today. When she crouched down to pet the familiar ginger haired cat, a sudden pop reached her ears and she was pulled up abruptly from behind. Her face met the broad chest of Draco Malfoy who wore a serious expression on his face. She feared that she may have taken things too far, but he did the similar thing to her last week when April was talking to her. Why was it okay for him to do it to her? Not that she minded, but he shouldn't be upset since the tables were turned on him.
" We need to talk," he said firmly. She nodded her head airily as a wave of lightheadedness washed over her. Was he going to stop their trysts? Was it the end of their relationship? It occurred to her that their meetings weren't even to be considered as a relationship because it was purely physical. Or was that what she thought to convince herself.
" Are you mad at me?" she blurted out. Draco's gaze didn't falter and he sighed.
" Just let me talk first," he said running a hand through his hair. Hermione nodded and released the breath that she was holding.
" We can't keep doing this…" he began and Hermione's eyes widened.
" Why? I mean, I thought we were getting along and I really feel a connection with you. Is there someone else?" she rambled nervously as if Draco was so far away.
" No, but what I was trying to say…"
" Am I not good enough for you? I don't meet up to your pureblood standards? I can't believe I had the nerve to trust you and let you touch me! I can't believe I had the nerve to think I was in love with you," she said hysterically, wiping away the tears before they fell. Fear gripped her heart when she realized that she declared that she was in love with him, but it seemed like he brushed it off.
" Whoa, whoa, back up! Calm down, Hermione! That's not what I'm trying to say!" he said throwing his hands up in the air in frustration. Hermione sniffled and backed away from him apprehensively.
" Then what are you trying to say!"
" That I'm tired, Granger. I'm tired of all the hiding! Who the hell are we hiding from anyway? We aren't in Hogwarts anymore so we don't have to face the opportunity of being shunned! I don't want to have the feeling of regret later on and I don't want you to feel like I'm ashamed of you." He confessed, his eyes downcast.
Hermione inhaled sharply and released an encased sob. " I'm such an idiot."
" Yeah, well, I love you anyway."
Her head snapped up in his direction and stared at him with wide doe like eyes. Draco laughed at her expression and reached for her, pulling her into his arms. She sighed and slowly breathed in his scent.
" I bet you were hoping that I didn't hear that right?" he said raising a mocking brow. Hermione smiled and blushed at the remembrance of her outburst. Draco hooked a finger under her chin and gently turned her head so that their eyes met.
" I'm sorry," she said sheepishly, casting her eyes down. Draco shrugged nonchalantly.
" Nice to know that you care," he teased toying with a stray, honey curled locked. Hermione weakly swatted his hand away. She opened her mouth to speak, but instead, a pair of lips descended to hers before she could mutter a single word. The kiss was brief yet it was soft and emotional. Draco pulled back and laced his finger with hers and tugged her hand towards the bedroom. With a smile, she followed letting him lead the way.
Once they were inside the bedroom, Hermione felt Draco pause in front of her dresser. Eyeing the white outfit, Hermione felt her cheeks heat up with embarrassment.
" Well, love, care to explain this?" Draco asked slyly fingering the edge of the skirt. Hermione cleared her throat and carefully made her way towards the dresser. Reaching a tentative hand, she stroked it in care.
" Ginny gave it to me. It's a Muggle nurse outfit, well, a naughty version of it," she explained biting her bottom lip. She could feel Draco's smirk burning into her neck.
" We have all night," he said in a singsong voice.
" Maybe some other time," she said with a sigh. A giggle escaped her lips at Draco's child like pout.
" Come on! It'll be fun! I can already imagine you in this," he said playfully pinching her bottom. She jumped in response and gave him a smile.
" Some other time," she said shaking her head firmly, " and that won't work this time mister!"
Draco pouted as he got up from his crouching position on the floor. Hermione straightened her skirt and motioned him to come to bed. Draco growled and pounced on her as soon as her back hit the bed.
" You're wearing that outfit tomorrow and in replacement for tonight, I better get the best fuck of my life," he hissed ripping open her blouse impatiently exposing a black lacy bra. His hand already found its way up her skirt. Hermione impatiently tugged off Draco's shirt and pulled it over his head.
" Whatever you say, love," she said already working his belt and zipper. He growled a reply when he dipped his head down and caught her lips in a fierce, rough kiss. A soft muffled moan was emitted from her lips through the kiss and it only heightened Draco's arousal painfully. His tongue sought out hers in an exotic dance as his hand snaked down between them to stroke the tender skin of her inner thighs. Breaking the kiss to receive air, she could barely keep it steady from her obvious excitement as his had sneaked up further to her heated center.
In between the feverish kisses and delectable rhythmic sighs and moans. Hermione lost her senses when Draco's long, slender fingers found their way inside her panties to stroke to increasing heat. Hermione bucked her hips to his exquisite torture. With a exasperated sigh, Draco removed his fingers and ripped off the meddling garment in the way. She shrieked in surprise, as Draco was already busy removing her skirt. Muttering a " That's better," Draco, continued his sensual ministrations to tease the future naughty nurse.
Hermione shuddered as a wave of ecstasy rolled over and threw her head with a moan escaping her parted lips. With another fierce kiss, Hermione helped Draco shimmy out of his boxers. In one fluid motion, he entered her swiftly. Both groaned at the sudden yet heightening contact. Draco's rhythm was hard and slow, the long jolts of pleasure coursed through her veins slowly like liquid fire. Her whole body was on fire with every stroke and every feverish kiss he placed on the nape of her neck. Half crescent shapes were left on his back as Hermione desperately clung to him desperately with a whimper. Acknowledging her impatience, Draco speed up his thrusts and his impending climax was approaching quickly. Hermione felt the familiar pleasurable tightening in her abdomen and with a load moan, she shuddered and convulsed as her climax washed over her. Draco followed suit with a groan and shudder.
He collapsed on her exhaustedly and breathed in her sweet scent. The upper portions of their clothing that they were laying on was wrinkled and disheveled, but neither of them cared. Hermione ran her fingers through his damp hair and sighed contently.
" I love you," she said kissing his sweaty forehead. Draco grinned.
" I love you too Granger."
Hermione could help but smile at his next comment.
" But I'd love you even more in that nurse outfit."
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A/N: Hey guys! Sorry about my long leave of absence but I been busy as hell lately. Semester exams, staying after school, Algebra 2 homework, and the holidays have just really done a number on me. I know what you're thinking. I know it would have definitely been better if Hermione did wear the nurse outfit, but when I wrote it, it was a bit too naughty and you know how ff.net is. So, I'm thinking of modifying some of the stories and post them how they were suppose to be originally somewhere else. Anyways, I really hoped that you guys liked this little segment and I did make long! You guys deserve it for waiting so damn long. Sorry! I've finally come up with ideas for my other two fics and expect chapters to come out soon. I'm also working on a New Years/Christmas segment for this story called " To You I Belong" and I'm guaranteed that you'll love it. It will be up sometime next week. Well, enough of my rambling and I hope you guys have a Merry Christmas! Enjoy!
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I got no regret right now (I'm feeling this)
The air is so cold and low (I'm feeling this)
Let me go in her room (I'm feeling this)
I love all the things you do (I'm feeling this)
Show me the way to bed (I'm feeling this)
Show me the way you move (I'm feeling this)
Fuck it; it's such a blur (I'm feeling this)
I love all the things you do (I'm feeling this)
Fate fell short this time
Your smile fades in the summer
Place your hand in mine
I'll leave when I wanna
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Hermione Granger gazed dazedly at the roll of parchment that lay across her counter. As a mediwitch, it was her duty to tend to the sick and injured, but today, it was her duty to take down names of the patients and direct their loved ones in the department they were in at St. Mungo's. Different wizards and witches came and went while she just stayed there behind her desk with a slight pout.
" Slow day Granger?"
She didn't even have to bother to look up, but it was a force of habit and her eyes betrayed her. Draco Malfoy was leaning on top of her desk with an amused smirk playing on his lips. Yes, it was true that Draco was a Healer and even she was surprised. Never out of all her years would she expect Draco to become a Healer. Deciding to humor him, she gave him her full attention.
" Anything I can do for you, Draco?" she asked sporting her best fake smile. Draco's grin grew even wider if it could. For the past five years out of Hogwarts, Hermione and Draco had worked together civilly. He stopped the name calling once he turned nineteen. Even though the teasing was mild, he still got on her nerves one way or another.
Draco Malfoy did not date the women he worked with and she knew that as a fact. It was last year when April Wilcox, the prettiest mediwitch she knew, asked him out for dinner. He refused. He did still use his " outside charms," as her friend Ginny liked to call them, on the unsuspecting women of London. She couldn't deny that he was handsome with his charming smile, captivating stormy eyes, a well sculpted body underneath his robes. Hermione shifted uncomfortably in her seat at that last thought.
Finally, Draco shrugged nonchalantly. " Not really, I just wanted to bother you."
" Aw, you're so sweet," she said sarcastically, shuffling the pieces of parchment on her desk. Draco grinned and crossed his arms over his chest.
" That's enough of your denial Granger, you know you want to have your way with me," he concluded with a knowing grin. Hermione scoffed in amusement.
" Don't make me laugh Draco," Hermione said and she returned to her task of writing down names. Draco reached over the desk and gently grasped her writing hand.
" All in due time Hermione, you'll know."
" Mr. Malfoy, you're needed on the fourth floor," said an older mediwitch with a scowl on her face. Draco sighed and narrowed his eyes.
" Thanks Magda," Draco said wriggling his eyebrows at her. Magda huffed and shook her head at him in disbelief. Hermione couldn't help but giggle at the situation. Draco gave her one last glance and with a grin, he walked away. She knew that he would be back.
" That boy is infuriating!" Magda said with a scowl and walked past Hermione's desk towards the same direction Draco went. Hermione laughed and went back to taking down patient's names. The next hour later, Hermione had been bored out of mind and her hand was beginning to cramp.
" Hello Hermione," said April Wilcox as she leaned tiredly against her desk.
" Hi April. Tough day?" Hermione asked putting down the long list of parchment. April nodded wearily.
" I was with Draco on the fourth floor and it took just about an hour to heal a man whose shirt was itching his upper body. It turned out that we didn't need a counter curse! It was a Muggle product that comes in a form of powder," April pondered with her brow creased in thought.
" Itching powder?" Hermione suggested. April beamed and nodded in agreement.
" That's exactly what it was! Poor Draco, he was annoyed for sure!" April said with a giggle.
" April, I have a question for you. Why doesn't Magda like Draco?" Hermione asked curiously. For the past couple of months, Magda had been nothing but unpleasant to Draco. Of course, being Draco, he took the resentment with a smirk and played along to annoy her further.
" Well, I always wondered that myself! I heard Magda talking to Charlotte a bit. I heard that Draco asked Magda's niece, Kaylyn, out for dinner and dumped her the next day! Supposedly, it was really embarrassing to Magda." April said, her eyes with bright with mirth and excitement. Hermione nodded and smiled.
" Well, that doesn't sound too surprising to me," Hermione said shaking her head and sighed.
" What do you mean? Is Draco a…"
" Womanizer? There were a few rumors about him when I was in school, but of course they were only rumors. Also, considering the fact that we're dealing with Draco, I wouldn't be shocked if they were true," Hermione said.
" But he seems so nice," April said with a sigh. Hermione couldn't help but laugh at her last comment.
" Draco nice? Please! Draco Malfoy was an arrogant, self centered, vain, disrespectful, and do you really want me to go on?" Hermione asked in between fits of giggles.
" Go ahead Granger, I'm really interested for you to continue."
Hermione's eyes widened slightly and she couldn't stop a light blush that crept into her cheeks. April's face immediately flushed in his presence. Draco smirked at the women's reactions and stood his ground staring back and forth at Hermione and April.
" Well, I have to be going! Good seeing you again Mr. Malfoy!" April said hurriedly and she scurried down the hallway. Hermione leaned over her desk and watched amusedly at April's disappearance act.
" As you were saying Granger? Charming, handsome, intelligent…"
" Asshole?" she offered with a grin. Draco chuckled and leaned over her desk meeting her eye level.
" So, Granger, how's your day going so far?" he asked grabbing the long list of today's patients she had taken an hour to write out.
" Slow," she said sullenly. Draco nodded while reading the parchment.
A few minutes passed and Draco finally placed down the list with a groan. Seems the day was taking forever for him.
" What are you doing tonight?" he asked with that famous charming smile.
" Nothing, why?" she asked already dreading the answer. Draco's smile transformed into a smirk once again.
" How about we go out to dinner?" he asked with a shrug. Hermione raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
" I thought you didn't date your co workers," she said with a slight edge becoming apparent in her voice.
" Now who told you that?" he asked raising a brow in mock curiosity. Hermione's eyebrows rose in surprise.
" So you do date your co workers?" she asked, her voice edged with surprise that she didn't even bother to hide. Draco smirked at her reaction.
" I didn't say that either," he said with a nonchalant shrug. Hermione looked at him in confusion and he sighed impatiently.
" You didn't answer my question, Hermione. Do you want to accompany me to dinner tonight?" he asked in an impatient tone.
Hermione snapped out her little world of wonderment and said, " Yes."
Draco smiled and gave a curt nod before striding down the hallway. She felt like leaning over and yelling no at his retreating back, but it was already too late. With a groan, she sank into her seat and laid her head down onto her desk. Tonight, she had a date with Draco Malfoy. Bloody hell.
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" April, have you seen Malfoy?" Hermione asked wrapping her cloak around her. She was preparing to leave for the day and she had no clue where Draco wanted to meet her at all.
" Oh heavens no! After what happened this afternoon, I made sure to avoid him at all costs!" April said with a shudder. Hermione sighed and thought that maybe he wasn't be serious since he always tried to annoy her constantly.
" I was suppose to meet him, but he didn't tell me where," Hermione said wrapping her cloak around tighter as the cool November air greeted her face.
" Draco always leaves early on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. He also doesn't work on Sundays. He has that kind of power," April said with assured nod. Hermione raised a brow to April's response and citing his whole schedule.
" You fancy him, do you?" Hermione said with a teasing grin. April flushed and looked down at her feet while Hermione laughed at her embarrassment.
" There's nothing wrong into thinking he's handsome!" April snapped with a flushed face. Hermione held her hands up in defense and grinned.
" See you tomorrow," Hermione said to the young scowling girl before she apparated to her flat. The warm heat circulating the living area of her flat sent a shiver of delight to be home. Shrugging off her cloak and laying it on her couch, she made her way to her bedroom to prepare a nice, warm bubble bath to end the long day.
Shrugging off her robes and clothing, she prepared to step foot into her inviting tub when she heard a familiar pop echo in her ears. Grabbing the nearest towel and wrapping it around herself, she stepped out of the bathroom to see whom apparated into her flat. The only people who knew where she lived were Ron, Harry, and Ginny. That wasn't the case any more when she saw Draco gazing around her flat and looking at the picture frames she had on her mantel. Somehow, she realized a breath was caught in her throat as her eyes absorbed what he was wearing. Draco Malfoy was clad in loose fitting Muggle blue jeans, a black leather jacket and shirt. His blond locks were let loose and pushed back away from his face with only a few strands that refused to stay back. She let out a small yelp of surprise when she spotted him from the corner of her eye. Draco flinched at the noise and turned with a sculpted light eyebrow raised. He grinned at her attire while she blushed, drawing the towel around her tighter.
" What? Did you forget that we were meeting tonight?" he asked in a teasing manner. Hermione scowled.
" I thought you were joking," she said in a huff, crossing her arms over her chest.
" As you can tell, I wasn't and I hope that you don't plan on going out like that. Not that I mind actually, but for afterwards," he said with a sly smirk already tugging at his handsome features.
Hermione picked up a pillow from her couch and pelted him with it. Draco chuckled and raised his hands up as a gesture of surrender.
" So, Draco, do you mind telling me where we're going so I can dress appropriately?" she asked with a bit of an edge to her voice. Draco shrugged and made himself comfortable on the couch, propping his feet up on the wooden coffee table.
" It's quite late to go have dinner, so how about a drink instead?" he suggested with ease. She rolled her eyes at his cool, charismatic tone. He was enjoying every second of this.
" Am I your ten o'clock for this night?" she asked sarcastically. The only response she received was a chuckle.
" Fine, just give me a minute," Hermione said turning around and returned to the confinements of her room. As soon as she shut the door, Hermione opened her mouth to let out a silent scream. She thought he was joking! Looking frantically around her room for something to wear, Hermione grabbed a blue jean skirt with a hem that reached mid thigh. A simple and elegant black sleeveless shirt went along nicely. She performed a drying charm on her hair and decided to leave it wavy instead of cursing upon herself the burden of straightening it. The soft curls framed her face nicely. With just a bit of makeup, she completed her outfit with a pair of knee high black boots making her look nice and tall. She gave one last look in the mirror and took a deep breath as she reached for the knob of her bedroom. On shaky legs, she once again entered the living room to find Draco sitting on her couch comfortably. In his hands, laid her old school photo album.
" It's about time," Draco drawled, not bothering to look up. A sly smirk appeared on his face acknowledging her presence. She shifted on her feet nervously. Finally, his eyes flickered upwards to catch her gaze.
" Ready?" he asked stretching his arms over his head. She nodded and walked towards him.
" I don't bite, Granger. Well, not that hard," he said extending his hand towards her. With a scowl, she accepted. As soon as their fingers intertwined, a warm surge ran up her body. His hand was warm to the touch and an odd assurance of security blanketed over her. Before she knew it, Draco was leading her out the door.
~*~
" Have you been around here before?" Hermione asked curiously, amazed that Draco knew his way around where she lived.
" I've been around here for my mother's benefit parties," Draco said pointing to a large hotel building, " I was surprised to find out that you lived around here."
Hermione smiled, " How did you know where I lived anyway?"
" She Weasel. I didn't even ask, she just told me because I was getting new robes for one of my mother's parties," he said with a shrug. The smirk gave him away.
" So, where do you live?" she asked. The least thing she could do was to try and make conversation.
" The manor," he said easily. They continued to walk for a while and again, an awkward silence arrived.
" Where are we going?" she asked. The boots she was wearing weren't exactly walking shoes.
" There," Draco said gesturing to a pub that was not far from them. Hermione grinned to herself as they drew nearer to O'Connor's pub. The last time she was here was on her birthday with Ginny, Lavender, Parvati, Luna, and April. She wondered if the cute bartender was still there.
The smell of cigarettes invaded her nostrils and the strong odor of alcohol collided with the heavy fumes of smoke. Draco led her to the bar and casually took a seat. Hermione glanced around the slightly packed place. She didn't even notice that Draco was already getting their drinks.
" Hermione? What will you be having?" Draco asked gesturing to the handsome young man behind the counter. Hermione smiled looking at the man.
" Don't worry, I know exactly what she wants," the young man said with a grin. Draco raised a brow at the comment and looked at her oddly. In a few minutes, Draco received his glass of vodka and Hermione received a yellow looking drink with ice. Getting up, Draco led her to an empty booth away from the small crowd.
" What is that?" Draco asked referring to her drink.
" Oh, um, it's vodka with pineapple juice and champagne. Ginny introduced it to me on my birthday. Do you want to try it?" she asked offering him her drink. He shook his head and took a drink of his vodka.
" I can't vodka straight," she said as her nose wrinkled in distaste, " I have to drink it with Sprite."
She giggled slightly at Draco's slight confused look. " It's a Muggle drink," she pointed out with a grin. " Well, that explains everything," Draco said with a small smirk.
" Not so keen on Muggle things still, Draco?" she mused taking a sip of her drink. Draco shrugged.
" For your information, Hermione, I do keep up with your so called Muggle fads. Take DVD players and stereos for instance," Draco suggested as Hermione's eyebrows rose in astonishment.
" Wow, I'm impressed," she admitted. Maybe Draco wasn't as prejudice as he shown to be. Draco smiled genuinely.
" I'd thought you'd be," he said, " and right now, I've taken quite an interest in a Muggle rock band called Three Doors Down."
Hermione choked a bit on her drink in surprise. Draco chuckled at her reaction. " Yes, Granger, Malfoy likes Muggle music, so sue me."
Hermione grinned. " I'd never thought I'd lived to see the day that you'd admit something like this."
" I've actually seen them in concert. I took Blaise to go with me and we saw them in New York," Draco said taking another drink of his vodka. Hermione stared at him in awe.
" You've been to America? I've always wanted to go there," she said dreamily. Draco raised a teasing brow at her. " It's nice, for a place filled with Muggles."
Hermione couldn't help the urge to roll her eyes at him. They both finished their drinks in a bit of silence when Draco got up to get more drinks. When he came back, he took a sip of hers before setting it down in front of her.
" Good, right?" she prodded taking the glass into her hands. " Why did you think that I didn't date co workers?" he asked seriously. Hermione laughed uncomfortably. His grin threw her off and increased her slight embarrassment at her assumptions.
" Well, I overheard April ask you out to dinner and you refused. Actually, the women healers in your department experienced your rejection," she stated looking intently at Draco's blank face. He rolled his eyes in annoyance.
" Those women didn't intrigue me," he said with a shrug, " and they were too easy to figure out. I like my women to sort of mysterious. Like you, for example."
Hermione snorted. " Mysterious? Please Draco, don't be fucking modest."
Draco reciprocated the snort. " Modest? Don't be fucking naïve, Granger. That's bullshit."
" Come on, Draco! Are you telling me that all those rumors about you were false?" she inquired. Maybe she was wrong about him all along, but still, there was a part that nagged her skeptical side.
" You should know. We were quite the golden couple back then," he said teasingly. Hermione blushed and turned to her drink for comfort.
" We went out for a week! Your dumb ass Slytherin friends had nothing else better to do so they dared us to go out! You didn't even want to do anything and they had to bitch at you to hold my hand or carry my books. I think that was the first time I actually saw you blush," she said in a singsong voice. Draco scowled and downed the remains of his vodka.
" They even told me that I had to kiss you," she snorted. Draco's eyes lit up in interest as he set down his glass.
" They never told me that."
Hermione felt a slight blush creep up her cheeks. Draco's grin only added fuel to her heated embarrassment for mentioning the topic.
" Why didn't you do it?" he prodded purposely, relishing in her embarrassment. She found herself speechless and stared blankly at Draco. Surprisingly, his face held no sign of mockery or smugness.
" You were pretty intimidating back then and I just figured that you would rather die than snog an inferior Mudblood," she said with a shrug. Draco's slate colored orbs flashed strangely as he continued to keep his face impassive. Hermione's mouth all of a sudden felt very dry under the scrutiny of Draco's intense gaze.
" Well, you never know until you try," he finally responded as a small trace of a smile tugged his lips. Hermione felt like she had been submerged under water when she realized that she had been holding her breath. Draco noticed her uneasiness and decided to change the subject.
" Talk to Potter and the Weasel lately?" he asked. Hermione shifted in her seat to make herself more comfortable and nodded.
" Harry's fine. I got a letter from him last week. Right now, he's in Moscow along with a couple of Aurors to catch a con artist who changes identities with a Polyjuice potion. As for Ron, he should be back from his honeymoon with Lavender some time next week," she said with a smile.
" What does Weasley do now actually?" Draco asked curiously.
" He works in the Department of Muggle Artifacts. Like father, like son," she said with a sigh. Draco smirked.
" I'm surprised that he's working in that department. Weasley's knowledge of Muggles compares to a light bulb about to burn out."
Hermione scowled playfully. " Well, he's learning and his father is a great help to him too."
" I visit him you know," Draco said sullenly. Hermione's face faltered a bit at Draco's dim and ashen face.
" Y-your f-father?" she stuttered nervously, afraid of Draco's reaction if she said the wrong thing. Draco nodded and reached for her drink.
" I visit him in the ward everyday. Even though his mind is completely unable to register and hold memories or events, I know that he recognizes that it's me. I can tell by his eyes," he said finishing off the rest of her drink. Instinctively, she reached over and grasped his hand in hers. He looked startled at her gesture, but he didn't let go. She wanted to say that she was sorry about what happened to Lucius, but knowing Draco, he would snap at her. Keeping her mouth shut, she decided to change the subject.
" I fancied you a bit when we had our week long romance," she said, a smile graced her features at the memory. Draco scoffed and shook his head.
" I really did!" she protested.
" You don't fancy me anymore?" he said with a pout. Hermione felt herself blush for what seemed the millionth time tonight. Draco traced his thumb across the smoothness of the back of her hand.
" I was terrified when they told me that we had to go out. I never really had a girlfriend and I was afraid that I would do or say something stupid in front of the Slytherins," Draco admitted with a sheepish grin, " I know you might find this ludicrous and impossible to believe, but all those rumors were false."
Hermione gaped in disbelief. " No way!"
" Pansy was upset that we weren't going out so to save face she made those rumors up and since I'm a guy, I really didn't give a fuck," he said with a shrug. Hermione smiled and shook her head.
" I didn't sleep with anyone at Hogwarts. Father always had a girl ready to meet me as soon as I arrived home for the holidays or the summer so I wasn't a total lost cause," he said dully.
" Harry and Ron just figured that you were gay," she said with a giggle. Laughter racked her body as Draco gave her fierce glare.
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After a couple of drinks later and a surprisingly civil conversation about what was going on in their lives. Hermione found herself walking beside Draco once again towards her flat. Reaching into her pocket, she took out her key and opened the door. Pausing in her doorway, she gazed at him with a smile.
" Do you want to come in?" she asked awkwardly. Draco grinned and shook his head.
" I really need to get back home to the manor. My glorious paper work awaits!" he said with mock enthusiasm. She nodded in understanding and turned on the lights in her flat.
" Thanks for tonight, Draco, I really appreciate it," she said with a warm smile. Draco nodded, walking towards her. His masculine scent invaded her nostrils as he neared. Her eyes fluttered closed and before she knew it, Draco's soft lips made contact with her own. His taste was intoxicating, like cool mint. His tongue sought entrance into hers and she gladly responded. A flush heated her cheeks and she pulled away to get air. Draco gave her one last smirk and disapparated right before he drawled, " Good night Granger."
The next day she wondered how things would turn out for their working relationship. It was Saturday and Hermione was already expecting a long day. She took a seat behind her desk and stared sullenly at the stack of paperwork the head mediwitch left for her. With an exasperated sigh, she began filling out the first piece of parchment.
" Good morning Hermione!" April said cheerily. Hermione glanced up giving her a polite smile.
" Good morning to you too," she said.
" I'm going to get a coffee, you want one?"
Hermione nodded and appreciation and returned to work. The morning was busy, as she had expected it to be with patients coming in and out. Not once had she seen Draco. It was around noon when Magda came by and said she could have her break early. Hermione practically leaped out of her chair and stretched. Walking down the corridor, she massaged her writing hand and looked around for April to go on their lunch break. She was interrupted from her thoughts when a warm hand reached out and pulled her into an empty room.
" Miss Granger, your needed to tend Draco Malfoy," he breathed; his warm breath collided at the base of her neck Hermione smirked and faced her captor.
" Really? He seems just fine to me," she said, sighing at his touch.
" I have a pain Hermione, help me get rid of it," he said, placing a kiss on her neck.
" Right here?" she asked placing a flat palm of his broad chest.
" Lower," he groaned as he breathed in her scent. She grinned as he placed feverish kisses along her neck.
" Here?" she asked, resting her hand on his belly.
" Your almost there," he muttered, inclining his head to steal a kiss from her. Her hand lingered dangerously above his belt buckle. That is until she heard voices outside the room they were in. Hermione pulled away from him and looked around panicky. Draco muttered curses under his breath and was relieved that his robes hid his obvious arousal. Magda and April entered the room with a patient by their side.
" Mr. Malfoy! We've been looking all over for you! You're need on the third floor right away!" April said hurriedly as she tried to contend to the patient who was turning different colors.
" We could use your help Granger," Magda said pulling out ointments and balms. She nodded and looked apologetically at Draco. He rolled his eyes and headed back to where he was needed.
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For the next three months, Hermione and Draco continued their trysts in random rooms of the hospital, her flat, and his manor, underneath her desk, on top of his desk Out of all the odd circumstances, she couldn't believe that she could last a whole hour with Draco Malfoy and much less share a bed with him. He liked the blinds shut in the morning while she liked them open. He was a lights on type of person and she preferred the natural light of the moon, as she loved how it highlighted his natural features. In the end, it didn't really matter since they pretty much ravished each other under any light. She liked to hog the covers while he hogged the bathroom, but he lasted only fifteen minutes longer than her. Draco was a smoker and after the consistent nagging to quit from Hermione, he gave up the horrid habit just to stop her complaining. Hermione was a bit compulsive, but he found a few other things to keep her mind off of those silly things. Despite all the ridiculous tweaks, she found herself drawn and captivated by him. Never had she felt so satisfied and special when she was with him.
Draco was classified as an uncaring and narcissistic boy who picked on weaker people due to his superiority as a pureblood. It was amazing what a couple of years could do to a man who was raised on prejudice terms. Hermione was a bit apprehensive of the feelings Draco was stirring inside of her and she felt like she was falling…hard.
It was a typical Friday afternoon and Hermione just came back from her lunch break with April. She didn't even bother to tell April that she secretly shagging the man she fancied. Magda seemed to act stranger around her and Draco than usual. Other than that, things were pretty much the same. Once again, a large stack of papers waited for her to fill out on her desk. With an exasperated sigh, she pulled out a quill and started working.
" Hermione? Are you behind there?"
Hermione felt a smile tug on her lips as she shifted aside her load of paperwork.
" What can I do for you today Mr. Malfoy?" she replied giving him a sultry smile. He smirked in return and moved so that he was right behind her seat. Crouching down so that he was out of sight, he gently turned her seat around so that she was facing him.
" Did you go on your break already?" he asked, his hand slightly parting her robe so that the upper part of her creamy thigh was showing. She grinned at Draco's boldness.
" Yes, I have," she said reaching out her hand to stroke his silky golden tresses.
" Pity," he muttered grabbing her hand and placed a soft kiss on the inside of her palm. Hermione sighed at the gesture.
" Like that's going to stop you," she quipped giving him a sly smirk. Draco returned the smirk and reached his hands up her skirt.
" Mr. Malfoy!"
" Damn it!" Draco cursed running a hand frustratingly through his hair. A feeling of slight panic stung Hermione as she tried to think of something quickly. In a flash, she stood up and crouched under the desk and motioned Draco to sit in her seat. He gave her a strange look, but complied willingly to avoid being caught by Magda. Casually, he leaned back in her chair and crossed his arms over his chest as if nothing happened. Hermione fought the urge to giggle at his cool stance.
" Yes, Magda, what can I do for you today?" he asked flashing her a charming Malfoy smile. Magda scowled in return.
" Where on earth is Miss Granger? Her break was over ten minutes ago," the mediwitch asked casting a suspicious glance at Draco. He feigned an innocent look and shrugged at the question.
" I sent her to do an errand for me on the third floor," he drawled, his silver orbs flashing in a challenging manner.
" Very well, I suppose I shall wait for her return."
Hermione felt Draco's body cringe since her back was against his legs. An idea suddenly came to mind and she worked fast…starting with Draco's belt.
Draco froze as he felt Hermione's sneaky hands make their way inside his rode and unbuckle his belt. The sound the zipper caused Magda to look at him oddly and Draco looked around wildly at the patients passing by.
" I wonder what's taking Miss Granger so long," Magda pondered tapping her foot impatiently. Draco shrugged.
" Yes, I do wonder what Granger is doing."
He felt his pants being parted open and with a growl, his hips rose a bit to help her tug them down to his ankles. Tugging on his boxers the same way, Draco shuddered as the cool air of the hospital made contact with his increasingly hot skin. Only adding fuel to his desire, Hermione gently caressed the skin of his inner thighs and blew lightly on his arousal. Draco bit his lip to keep from yelling and jerked as the air hit his skin.
" Mr. Malfoy, are you all right? You look a little flustered," Magda commented raising a brow.
" I-I'm f-fine, it's just hot in here. Very hot."
Magda looked at him oddly. " I hear that the flu is a common outbreak during the holidays in the Muggle world. I hope that you're not catching it because we need all the healers we can get for the upcoming holidays."
Draco shakily nodded his head. His eyes rolled back in passion as he felt Hermione's warm mouth envelope him, her tongue teasing him to no end.
" Mr. Malfoy, you looked flushed and you're sweating! Come with me! I'll get something to bring that fever down!" Magda said reaching for him.
Draco shuddered and shakily replied, " I-I'm f-feeling a bit w-weak. C-could you bring it to me?"
Magda nodded furiously and hurriedly walked down the corridor. As soon as she was out of sight, Draco sighed in relief and lolled his back letting the feelings consume him. His impending climax was approaching fast and he placed his head down on her desk, biting his hand as his endorphins ran at an all time high. Carefully, Hermione got up from under the desk and patted down her robes before giving Draco a smug smile.
" That was pay back for when I was trying to talk to April last week," she said giving him an innocent smile. Draco tried to scowl, but he was a bit exhausted from his release.
Hermione's eyes widened slightly and pressed a hand to his sweaty forehead. Draco opened his mouth to protest, but saw a flash of red robes from the corner of his eye.
" Here, Mr. Malfoy, take this, you'll feel better. Miss Granger, please follow me to the fourth floor, you're needed." Magda said handing Draco a clear vile and signaled Hermione to follow her. Hermione shrugged and flashed a devious smile at Draco. He looked at the vile with a pout.
" You're going to get it Granger."
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As soon as Hermione arrived home, she expected to be " punished" by Draco at any second. She half expected Draco to be here, but her flat was totally empty. With a sigh, she shrugged off her robes and took her hair down from the ponytail she wore today. When she crouched down to pet the familiar ginger haired cat, a sudden pop reached her ears and she was pulled up abruptly from behind. Her face met the broad chest of Draco Malfoy who wore a serious expression on his face. She feared that she may have taken things too far, but he did the similar thing to her last week when April was talking to her. Why was it okay for him to do it to her? Not that she minded, but he shouldn't be upset since the tables were turned on him.
" We need to talk," he said firmly. She nodded her head airily as a wave of lightheadedness washed over her. Was he going to stop their trysts? Was it the end of their relationship? It occurred to her that their meetings weren't even to be considered as a relationship because it was purely physical. Or was that what she thought to convince herself.
" Are you mad at me?" she blurted out. Draco's gaze didn't falter and he sighed.
" Just let me talk first," he said running a hand through his hair. Hermione nodded and released the breath that she was holding.
" We can't keep doing this…" he began and Hermione's eyes widened.
" Why? I mean, I thought we were getting along and I really feel a connection with you. Is there someone else?" she rambled nervously as if Draco was so far away.
" No, but what I was trying to say…"
" Am I not good enough for you? I don't meet up to your pureblood standards? I can't believe I had the nerve to trust you and let you touch me! I can't believe I had the nerve to think I was in love with you," she said hysterically, wiping away the tears before they fell. Fear gripped her heart when she realized that she declared that she was in love with him, but it seemed like he brushed it off.
" Whoa, whoa, back up! Calm down, Hermione! That's not what I'm trying to say!" he said throwing his hands up in the air in frustration. Hermione sniffled and backed away from him apprehensively.
" Then what are you trying to say!"
" That I'm tired, Granger. I'm tired of all the hiding! Who the hell are we hiding from anyway? We aren't in Hogwarts anymore so we don't have to face the opportunity of being shunned! I don't want to have the feeling of regret later on and I don't want you to feel like I'm ashamed of you." He confessed, his eyes downcast.
Hermione inhaled sharply and released an encased sob. " I'm such an idiot."
" Yeah, well, I love you anyway."
Her head snapped up in his direction and stared at him with wide doe like eyes. Draco laughed at her expression and reached for her, pulling her into his arms. She sighed and slowly breathed in his scent.
" I bet you were hoping that I didn't hear that right?" he said raising a mocking brow. Hermione smiled and blushed at the remembrance of her outburst. Draco hooked a finger under her chin and gently turned her head so that their eyes met.
" I'm sorry," she said sheepishly, casting her eyes down. Draco shrugged nonchalantly.
" Nice to know that you care," he teased toying with a stray, honey curled locked. Hermione weakly swatted his hand away. She opened her mouth to speak, but instead, a pair of lips descended to hers before she could mutter a single word. The kiss was brief yet it was soft and emotional. Draco pulled back and laced his finger with hers and tugged her hand towards the bedroom. With a smile, she followed letting him lead the way.
Once they were inside the bedroom, Hermione felt Draco pause in front of her dresser. Eyeing the white outfit, Hermione felt her cheeks heat up with embarrassment.
" Well, love, care to explain this?" Draco asked slyly fingering the edge of the skirt. Hermione cleared her throat and carefully made her way towards the dresser. Reaching a tentative hand, she stroked it in care.
" Ginny gave it to me. It's a Muggle nurse outfit, well, a naughty version of it," she explained biting her bottom lip. She could feel Draco's smirk burning into her neck.
" We have all night," he said in a singsong voice.
" Maybe some other time," she said with a sigh. A giggle escaped her lips at Draco's child like pout.
" Come on! It'll be fun! I can already imagine you in this," he said playfully pinching her bottom. She jumped in response and gave him a smile.
" Some other time," she said shaking her head firmly, " and that won't work this time mister!"
Draco pouted as he got up from his crouching position on the floor. Hermione straightened her skirt and motioned him to come to bed. Draco growled and pounced on her as soon as her back hit the bed.
" You're wearing that outfit tomorrow and in replacement for tonight, I better get the best fuck of my life," he hissed ripping open her blouse impatiently exposing a black lacy bra. His hand already found its way up her skirt. Hermione impatiently tugged off Draco's shirt and pulled it over his head.
" Whatever you say, love," she said already working his belt and zipper. He growled a reply when he dipped his head down and caught her lips in a fierce, rough kiss. A soft muffled moan was emitted from her lips through the kiss and it only heightened Draco's arousal painfully. His tongue sought out hers in an exotic dance as his hand snaked down between them to stroke the tender skin of her inner thighs. Breaking the kiss to receive air, she could barely keep it steady from her obvious excitement as his had sneaked up further to her heated center.
In between the feverish kisses and delectable rhythmic sighs and moans. Hermione lost her senses when Draco's long, slender fingers found their way inside her panties to stroke to increasing heat. Hermione bucked her hips to his exquisite torture. With a exasperated sigh, Draco removed his fingers and ripped off the meddling garment in the way. She shrieked in surprise, as Draco was already busy removing her skirt. Muttering a " That's better," Draco, continued his sensual ministrations to tease the future naughty nurse.
Hermione shuddered as a wave of ecstasy rolled over and threw her head with a moan escaping her parted lips. With another fierce kiss, Hermione helped Draco shimmy out of his boxers. In one fluid motion, he entered her swiftly. Both groaned at the sudden yet heightening contact. Draco's rhythm was hard and slow, the long jolts of pleasure coursed through her veins slowly like liquid fire. Her whole body was on fire with every stroke and every feverish kiss he placed on the nape of her neck. Half crescent shapes were left on his back as Hermione desperately clung to him desperately with a whimper. Acknowledging her impatience, Draco speed up his thrusts and his impending climax was approaching quickly. Hermione felt the familiar pleasurable tightening in her abdomen and with a load moan, she shuddered and convulsed as her climax washed over her. Draco followed suit with a groan and shudder.
He collapsed on her exhaustedly and breathed in her sweet scent. The upper portions of their clothing that they were laying on was wrinkled and disheveled, but neither of them cared. Hermione ran her fingers through his damp hair and sighed contently.
" I love you," she said kissing his sweaty forehead. Draco grinned.
" I love you too Granger."
Hermione could help but smile at his next comment.
" But I'd love you even more in that nurse outfit."
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A/N: Hey guys! Sorry about my long leave of absence but I been busy as hell lately. Semester exams, staying after school, Algebra 2 homework, and the holidays have just really done a number on me. I know what you're thinking. I know it would have definitely been better if Hermione did wear the nurse outfit, but when I wrote it, it was a bit too naughty and you know how ff.net is. So, I'm thinking of modifying some of the stories and post them how they were suppose to be originally somewhere else. Anyways, I really hoped that you guys liked this little segment and I did make long! You guys deserve it for waiting so damn long. Sorry! I've finally come up with ideas for my other two fics and expect chapters to come out soon. I'm also working on a New Years/Christmas segment for this story called " To You I Belong" and I'm guaranteed that you'll love it. It will be up sometime next week. Well, enough of my rambling and I hope you guys have a Merry Christmas! Enjoy!
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