Chap. 3 Tie on the Knob
Hermione entered the Gryffindor common room. (a/n: I decided that Head Students know the other passwords to all the house common rooms...you know safey procedure lol) Harry and Ron were both in there. Their hair was all tossled and their quidditch robes were on. Three guesses to what they just got done doing.
'Have a fun practice?' Hermione asked them.
'Not team practice.' Ron answered.
'Ron and I just went out to practice new moves I might teach the team.' Harry added, 'How's your room?'
'Nice...except for the company.' Hermione sighed, 'Malfoy is such a cruel prick.'
'What did he do to you?!' Ron demanded, 'I swear if he touches you i'll beat the crap of him.'
Hermione smiled and kissed her boyfriend on the cheek.
'Well, thank you, Ron, but I don't want to get you into trouble. I didn't come here to get body guards, just be with you two.' She smiled reassurdily.
'Okay, but don't be afraid to tell me and 'Arry if Malfoy needs the tar kicked out of him.' Ron smiled throwing his arm around her.
The Golden Trio spend the rest of the night talking and just hanging out as best friends.
Hermione was with them the rest of the night, but then she looked at the clock and saw it was 10 o'clock.
'I have to go you guys. Head Students shouldn't be out of their room past curfew. Goodnight.'
She hugged Harry and kissed Ron, then left.
As she stepped up to "the wall" and she heard a faint groans. She looked around and wondered what it was. She shrugged and uttered the password.
'Snake's Prey.'
She went inside, entering an empty common room. The moans became increasingly louder. She looked over at Draco's door and saw a tie hanging on the knob.
'Gross.' Hermione said cringing.
She could hear Draco and the whore of the night going at it like rabbits.
'Why doesn't he put a silencing charm on??' Hermione said to herself.
Hermione reached for her wand on the common room table and muttered, 'Silenco' to his door.
She smiled, not able to hear them anymore, and went to her room. She put on her pajamas, short pink boxer shorts and a white tank top. She removed her C cup sized bra and placed it neatly into her drawer. She brushed her long hair, put it in a ponytail and headed for the bathroom. When she left her room she saw a pretty Ravenclaw girl leaving Draco's room. She was still getting fully dressed when she walked out. She saw Hermione and blushed.
'I know it's past curfew.' the raven haired girl said, 'I'll run quietly to my room, i'm sorry.'
Hermione nodded and thought, 'Now why would a nice girl like that give herself to Malfoy?'
The girl left the room as Draco came out of his...naked.
Hermione turned to yell at Draco about sex and curfews, but then she saw him in all his majesty. his manhood was enlarged and she noticed he became excited when he saw her.
Hermione gasped and turned away from him.
'Malfoy, either you go put some clothes on or stay in your room! God! I don't want to see you naked!'
Draco's eyebrows arched and he continued to gaze at Hermione in her clad pj's.
'Well, well, Granger. You look nice in your pajamas.' He sneered, 'Blaise was right. You do have a nice rack... and bangin' legs.'
Hermione still hadn't turned around, but she hid herself behind a chair.
'Why are you hiding Granger? Can only that fuckin' Weasel see your fineness? Oh wait, I bet
even the poor Weasel hasn't seen this much.'
'Malfoy, just shut up and go into your room so I can pass an go brush my teeth.' Hermione pleaded.
'No, MAYBE if you go down on your knees and beg...or suck...'
'Malfoy! Just leave!' She cried, out-raged by his words.
'No. I think i'll stay right here. I have nothing to hide. I'm not ashamed at all.'
Hermione sighed and closed her eyes and put her hands out to try to make her way to the bathroom and try not to hit anything.
Draco smirked and slowly walked over to her.
She was against a wall, feeling her way to the door when she felt something against her. She put her hand down and felt behind her...she grabbed something she shouldn't have.
'That's not a door knob, Granger.' Draco said huskily in her ear.
She suddenly realized that it was Draco who was against her...and that object she grabbed was also Draco.
Hermione opened her eyes and screamed, quickly letting go of Draco's hardened member.
'Ahh! Oh my god!' She cried.
Draco laughed sardonically.
'Pull on me again, Granger, you can't start something and not finish it.'
'You are so perverted! Just leave me alone!' She yelled running to the bathroom. She closed and locked the door.
She washed her hands, thick with soap, over and over.
'I can't believe i just felt Draco's...I mean Malfoy's...thing.' She mumbled.
She then thought back, even though she tried to forget about it, about how big his member was.
'Gross. Stop thinking about it.' She scolded herself.
After many repeats of washing, she washed her face and brushed her teeth. She took a deep breath and opened the door about an inch. She peeked out and saw no Malfoy.
'Oh good.' She sighed.
She stepped out and walked to her bedroom door.
'So,' she heard a low voice say, 'What's your idiot boyfriend going to do when he hears that his girl gave Draco MAlfoy a hand job?'
She turned around and saw Draco, in black silk boxers laying on the couch with a thick, old book.
'I didn't do any such thing.' She snapped.
'My bad, Granger, maybe I should explain to you what a 'hand job' is first.'
'I know what it is you freak.'
'Then why do you deny giving me one?'
'Because I didn't. You stepped behind me and I reached back and--' she shivered at the memory, 'and I ACCIDENTLY touched it.'
'You are such a fucking prude.' He groaned, rolling his eyes.
'And you are such a prick.' She replied.
He went back to his book and she quickly ran into her bedroom.
She jumped onto her bed right after locking her door and instantly fell asleep. Her night was full of crazy dreams she never thought she'd have.
------------Dream--------------
Hermione's POV
'No one is here.' I walked into Hogwarts after the Hogsmeade trip and no one, not a teacher nor house elf was in the castle. 'Where is everyone?'
It was dark...'Where are the candles? Why aren't they lit?'
The doors flew open behind me and a dark figure stood there while the harsh wind blew me back. The dark stranger moved toward me, it said low threating words.
'Leave me alone!' I have to leave, so I run down a corridor. 'Help! Anyone! Someone!'
I see a closet, I quickly run over to it and shut myself inside it. I feel tears streaming down my face. I creep quietly into the corner of the small room and sit. 'This can't be happening...' I sit there, frightened out of my mind. All I can do is sit. I don't hear anyone.
Who was that figure?? It was a dark-clothed person...a dementor perhaps? No. They don't talk. It talked to me. It spoke. 'Voldemort.' I see the door knob shake.
'Ahhh!!!"
I look up as I cry, expecting to see a dark figure ready to curse me. It's not Voldemort.
'Oh my god! Draco!' I cry.
Un-expectantly I jump up and hug him. I have never been so happy to see Draco Malfoy. I try not to, but I cry into his shoulder. His strong arms hold me.
'What happened, Granger? Where is everyone?' He asks me.
I can't even annunciate words. I just cry.
'Talk to me.' He pleads.
'I don't know where anyone is.' I manage to say. 'I came here after the trip and no one was here.'
I pull away. He looks at my face. I am embarrassed, it's probably tear-streaked and puffy. I turn my head away from him to hide.
'No, don't. C'mon, just sit. Tell me what happened.' He says, taking my hand and sitting against the closet wall.
I feel as if I can trust him. I sit with him.
'I came in, no one was here.' I say. 'But then a dark-cloaked figure burst through the doors and said angry-sounding things. I ran, frightened, to here. I thought you were Voldemort, when you tried opening the door...'
I start to cry again, but then I suck it up.
'It's okay, Hermione. I'm the only one here now. You don't have to be afraid of me.' He said comfortingly.
I smile, he called me Hermione, and look up at him. He smiled back. His smile his nice and pleasant. He looks sweet and almost innocent when he does.
'Why don't you ever smile, Draco?' It's weird calling him Draco and not Malfoy. I hope he doesn't mind.
'I have nothing to smile about.' He replies. He didn't yell at me for calling him Draco...that's a good thing.
'You must have something. No one ever said anything or did anything to put a smile on your face?' I ask.
He looked up at me and smiled again. I feel like melting.
'You do.' He said simply.
He put his hand against my face. I don't know what's going on, but I like it. He gently rubs his thumb in small circles around my jawline.
'Canmh I kimhss meuyou?' He mumbles quietly.
'What?' I ask him.
He clears his throat.
'Can I kiss you?' He asks again.
I smile and nod. I know I shouldn't, it's Malfoy, but not tonight. He smiles and leans in close to my face. I can feel his warm breath on my face, nearing my lips. I lean towards him, I want to kiss him, too. Our lips start to touch--
WHOOO WHOOO WHOOO!!
---End of POV and dream---
Hermione wakes up to the sound of an owl.
'Bloody hell! I was dreaming! That was so strange!.....I was about to kiss Draco?? He comforted me?? Wow...I don't know where that came from.'
Hermione sighed. She walked over to her window to where Pig was sitting, clutching a letter in his small claws. She looked at the letter.
'From Ron.'
