Alrighty then. Here is the third chapter... and your long awaited Blood Pop scene. Told you it was in here somewhere!
Title: Leather, Libraries and Lust
Rating: R
Author: basium
Chapter: 3
WARNING This chapter, much like this whole story, contains R rated substinence. If you don't like it, please become friends with your Back button.
On with the R RATED show.
This is completely absurd.
Hermione sat on her bed, viciously biting her nails. Why had she done that? Upon taking one look at Malfoy on that couch, she had eeped and run back into her room. Why?
Getting up she pressed her ear to the doorway. Surely he had to of left by now… Hermione opened the door slowly and moved out into the common room. It was empty, and she breathed out, sitting down graciously on a chair opposite the sofa.
Things had to be sorted out. She was a grown witch; she would be graduating soon, and she suddenly felt like a schoolgirl! What was happening to her? The butterflies in her stomach had finally subsided, and Hermione put her feet up on the table in front of her.
"A tad jumpy, are we?"
Hermione jumped up, turning around to see Malfoy coming out of his room, sporting only a soft, white towel around his waist.
"Sorry bout this, I must have left my robe out here last night," Malfoy said, a sly grin planted on his face. He bent down, painfully slowly, and picked up his robe, heading back into his room.
The poor girl was speechless.
Malfoy was in his room at last, chuckling to himself evilly. Not soon after Hermione had seen him earlier had he realized those pills must have been transfigured wrong; the girl was obviously falling for him. He was angry at first, and who wouldn't be? Having Granger obsessed with you… But his mood quickly changed when he realized what fun he could have with the situation.
"Bring it on, Mudblood."
Hermione hurried to class quickly. That morning's events had her shaking, and the butterflies had returned to their post inside her stomach. Bugger bugger bugger.
She reached her Potions class early, as usual, and sat herself down close to the front of the class. Knowing Malfoy he would sit at the back, and she wouldn't have to look at that pale face, his soft, gorgeous hair… Bugger! She had to stop this madness. Opening her Potions text, she buried herself in the pages until the rest of the class arrived.
A small, stout witch hobbled into the classroom and put her ratty bag on Professor Snape's desk. "Sit down, class," she squeaked. Only about 4 feet tall, the teacher resembled a tiny mouse, her large glasses hiding her miniscule eyes.
The class began with a rough start. The students questioned where Snape was, though they weren't complaining that he wasn't there. Professor Parvus, as the woman wished to be called, explained that their trusty Potions master would be back in the line of duty the following day. Half the class cheered; the other groaned. Hermione said nothing, her nose still in her book.
Everyone was assigned seatwork, to their disappointment. Hermione took this as an opportunity to sort things out, mentally of course. But when she looked up to ask Harry something, she noticed Malfoy had chosen a seat directly across from her. Oh no…
Malfoy had arrived to class just before it started. He wasn't a fan of being early, and after all the fun he had that morning he didn't feel like rushing to class. He conveniently chose a seat well in view of Hermione's desk, making sure she had a good shot of him. Brilliant.
Though the class had to do seatwork, he could care less – and began to put his plan into action. Taking out a Blood Pop from his bag, he took off the wrapper and quickly looked to see if Hermione was watching him. She was, and he nonchalantly began licking the red candy slowly.
Hermione had been attempting to avoid looking over at the smouldering Slytherin sitting across from her, but was quickly distracted when he pulled a lollypop out of his bag. Oh, he wouldn't…She knew this act of his was unintentional, but Hermione wanted to scream at him and tell him to stop bloody taunting her.
He began licking the Blood Pop and Hermione could have died. There was no way she could break her gaze, and watched as he expertly worked his way around the pop, licking over every inch of it slowly. Her breathing became erratic, her heart pounding. This was pure torture.
"Hermione, are you all right?" Harry said from beside her, and she quickly looked at him.
"Yes, yes – I'm fine," she mumbled hastily, and against her will ended up staring at Malfoy once again. He had now moved on to sucking on the smooth candy, his lips turning red. Hermione unconsciously licked her lips and shuddered at the touch. Malfoy moved his lips around the candy, sucking at the sweet sugar, until finally after a torturous wait he popped it into his mouth.
Hermione's head, which was sitting in her hands, fell onto the desk, startling her.
"Hermione, are you ok?" Harry and Ron said, alarmed. Hermione nodded, and glanced back over at Malfoy, who began working the Blood Pop in his mouth now. Oh gods…
As he moved the candy in his mouth, over and over steadily, Hermione found her hand inching downward and under her robes. No! She hastily brought her hand back up and held on to her book for dear life. Malfoy was now working the sucker faster and faster, his eyes closed, when suddenly he stopped and his eyes snapped open. He turned and looked directly at Hermione, grinning slyly, and with a sharp crunch bit the Blood Pop in half.
Hermione fell off her chair.
"Miss! You there! Are you all right?" Professor Parvus squeaked, and the entire class turned their heads to get a look at the Head Girl on the floor.
Picking herself up gingerly, Hermione muttered a quick yes, and excused herself from the class. She rushed out, followed by whispering and snickers from the students.
That bloody bastard. It was as if he was doing that on purpose! Hermione seethed outside the classroom for a few moments before realizing she was supposed to see Madam Pomfrey before her lessons. She hurried out of the dungeons and headed for the hospital wing.
"Miss Granger, finally! I thought I told you before lessons?" Madam Pomfrey shrilled as Hermione walked in.
"Sorry, Madam Pomfrey; must have forgot."
"Well how have you been feeling then?" the nurse asked, busying herself by folding bed sheets.
"Well I felt fine until last night. I had a terrible headache," explained Hermione.
"Headache, you say?" Madam Pomfrey said, thinking. "Well, that's just part of the healing process I suppose. Those pills should help. Take one every morning and every night, and when you're finished come and see me."
"All right. Thank you, Madam Pomfrey. But to be honest I think it was the pills that gave me the headache in the first place…"
"I don't think so, dear. Those pills are specialized to treat stress, not to give people headaches," she tutted. "Take one more tonight and if you experience another headache then bring the bottle to me."
Hermione nodded and left the hospital wing, still fuming from the Potions incident. Bloody Malfoy and his bloody sexiness. How could she have let herself get that distracted by him? That bloody lollipop was so incredibly… dirty. Moving through his lips so smoothly, his tongue working so expertly over the red sugar…
Gah!
Malfoy sat smugly in Potions, watching as Hermione rushed out of the classroom. He deserved an award for that performance.
"What was that about?" Blaise asked next to him.
"She's infatuated with me," Malfoy replied nonchalantly, receiving a bewildered look from beside him. "What?"
"Did you say infatuated?" Blaise quoted.
"That's right… Why are you surprised?"
"I… I'm not surprised, really… Just…" Blaise fiddled with his fingers. "It's the Mudblood we're talking about."
Malfoy grinned slyly, and Blaise caught on. "Alright," he said, "What did you poison her with?"
"Just a simple lust pill, Blaise. Nothing overboard. I'm not wasting my magical talents on a Mudblood, thank you," Malfoy said quietly.
"But why in the name of Merlin would you want Granger, of all people, to fall in love with you?" the boy asked astonished. Malfoy sighed.
"That part wasn't intentional. My spell backfired; I meant her to be infatuated with someone else."
"Oh of course…" Blaise mumbled, turning back to his Potions work grinning.
"Oh shove off," Malfoy said, and punched Blaise in the arm.
"But seriously, Malfoy. Do you know how powerful lust potions can be? What will you do when Granger shows up at your door and jumps you?" Blaise mused, a semi-serious look on his face.
"I'll deal with her," Malfoy replied simply.
"You'll just… deal with her then. With the Mudblood."
"That's right."
"What about your reputation?" Blaise said after a moment of silence.
Malfoy thought for a moment. "It'll survive. Besides, the bloody virgin wouldn't know what she was doing and get scared anyway, so I'm off the hook."
"And if not…?"
"Let it never be said Draco Malfoy doesn't know how to have a good time."
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slyswn28 - How can wenotfeelsorry for Draco?(shudders) Pansy. Augh.
paprika90-Wow. Yousure do ask a lot of questions. Hope most of them were answered in this chapter...oh, and the Hermione-jumping-Malfoy thing -(winks)you mayhave figured my motives out! Damn you:P
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Kurama Luver 518092 -Why was shegroping herself?Well, if you'redrugged up onlust pills and had just seen Draco Malfoy getting it on with Pansy on a couch,who wouldn't?Hope that helps.:P
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