Chap. 53 Separate Rooms

Draco pushed her body up against the wall, his body pressed dangerously close to hers. She looked up at him in a bit of a shock…a state of confusion flew over her.

'Draco?' She asked him.

He was kissing her neck and biting gently. His fingers began to fiddle with her pant zipper. He didn't respond to her, until she grabbed his hands and stopped him from removing her pants.

'Draco.' She said more sternly.

'What?' He asked into her neck. His face was sitting in the crevice of her neck and shoulder.

'What are you doing?'

'I'm sure you've been with me long enough to realize was I am trying to do.' He said. He then raised his head to look at her. 'Why? What's wrong?'

'We're not even in here for two seconds, and you jump at me.'

'So? You said you would be nice to me later on because you are proud of me.'

'I am proud, and I did say that, but I didn't mean the second we get back! Is that why you wanted to leave my house so quickly?'

'Yes. You were turning me on at your house, I need to be relieved.'

'Relieved?' She asked.

Draco cursed himself silently. That wasn't the best word choice.

'So you lavished me with kissed, assuming I would automatically give in to you so you could work off your hormones?' She asked, arms crossing to spilt his body from hers.

'No, I kissed you because I love you…' He said quickly.

'When you are in trouble, answering a question with an "I love you" doesn't fix everything.' She said. She then moved her hand to the wall/door and slid it open. 'I'm going to go talk to Ginny and Harry, I'll be back tonight.'

Hermione then slipped out and closed the bookcase, leaving Draco alone and horny.

'God…why does she have to be like this. What the fuck did I do wrong? Usually when I act all dominating like that she submits and gets horny too.' Draco said to himself angrily.

'She's right you know.' Mookie spoke up.

'I don't need your advice.' Draco spat.

'She likes having a physical relationship with you, but against all outward appearances, she likes your spiritual/emotional relationship more.'

'What the bloody hell is that supposed to mean?' Draco asked rudely.

'Well, back at her home she said she was very proud of you because of the nice things you said about her.'

'Yeah? And she said she'd reward me.'

'Mr. Malfoy, she says those things to make you happy.'

'If she wanted to make me happy, she'd keep her promises.' Draco said angrily.

'She wanted to see if you needed a physical reward or if you could withstand her company without one. You failed.'

'How the fuck do you know that?'

'I am a gnome. I give advice. And in order to give advice I need to know everything about my surroundings.'

'Oh really? I doubt that. Hermione knows I love her. When she comes back tonight she'll be begging for me to devour her.'

Later that night—

Hermione came into the secret room happily.

Draco took his eyes away from the magazine he was looking at and looked up at her as she came in.

'Why are you so happy?' Draco asked with a smirk.

'Harry and Ginny are just great friends.' She replied.

Draco frowned, thinking she was happy to see him.

'Oh…well good for you.'

'Well I am going to go get ready for bed.' She said walking into the small bathroom.

Draco sat up quickly when Hermione shut the bathroom door.

'Okay, Hermione and I are going to prove you wrong.' Draco said to Mookie. Draco then walked over to a closet and opened it. 'Get in.'

'Excuse me?' Mookie asked walking to the closet.

'Well you can't watch…'

'I don't think anything is going to happen…' Mookie said stepping in to the closet, 'but I'll humor you, Mr. Malfoy.'

'Yeah, yeah whatever.' Draco said taking off his sweater.

As soon as Mookie was fully inside Draco threw the closet door shut and stripped down to his boxers. He then crawled into bed.

He stretched out and waited for Hermione to emerge, probably naked.

He lay alone for a couple more seconds and then the bathroom door opened slowly. Draco could feel himself getting turned on.

Hermione came out…in a plaid long sleeved shirt top and matching pants.

Draco's excited expression dropped.

'Draco, will you please move over to one side so I can get in?' She asked.

Draco frowned at her.

'No problem. I have to get up and get ready for bed anyway.' He replied sharply.

He grabbed a pair of his pajama pants and moved to the door and slammed it.

Hermione rolled her eyes and got under the covers and fell asleep instantly.

Next Afternoon—

Draco sat in his room alone. Hermione was off with Harry. Draco kept thinking about all the things he could be doing with Hermione right now.

Fucking fiancée…doesn't even know when I need her. Just because we're engaged better not mean she's done pleasuring me. Draco could feel an erection forming. God Almighty…I need her really bad. Draco then looked around, and noticed Mookie was still sleeping in the closet. Oh fuck I can't believe I am about to do this…I don't even remember the last time I had to relief myself…by myself.

Draco got up from the bed and reached into his suitcase. He unzipped a hidden pouch and pulled out a tube. He moved back to the bed and opened the tube. He looked inside at the thick liquid and was about to squeeze some into his hand when…

KNOCK KNOCK

Draco jumped and dropped his tube on the floor.

'Uhh…who is it?' Draco asked shakily.

Draco through himself to the floor and picked up the tube. Lubricant was flowing from it, onto the floor.

'Oh shit…' He muttered to himself.

'It's Professor Dumbledore, Mr. Malfoy. I would like to talk to you about the Praesul Charm.'

'Uhh…' Draco ran into the bathroom, grabbed a towel and rapidly began to wipe up the floor. '…hold on Professor.'

Draco tossed the towel back into the bathroom and then through the tube into his suitcase. He then opened the door.

'Good afternoon, Professor.' Draco said quickly.

'Afternoon, Mr. Malfoy. How has your day been?'

'Fair.'

'Well, Professor Flitwick and I have decided it's safe to go ahead and give you and Miss Granger the Praesul Charm tonight and tomorrow morning, before the students return, you two may go back to your old dormitories.'

'All right.'

'And before I go, Mr. Malfoy, you might want to zip up…just in case you go some where.' Dumbledore replied.

Draco looked down and saw his pants unzipped.

'Oh…' Draco said nervously, his face reddening, 'After going to the bathroom I must have forgotten…'

'No need for an explanation Mr. Malfoy. I didn't ask for one.' Dumbledore quickly departed afterward.

Draco hit himself.

'Wow…that was embarrassing.' He said aloud.

Draco immediately went to his suitcase and picked up the tube. He walked it to the bathroom and threw it away as he zipped his pants.

Draco collapsed onto the bed.

Only 24 hours until Blaise gets here…

Later on that night—

Hermione and Draco were with Professor Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick in Dumbledore's office.

'All right,' Flitwick squeaked, 'The Praesul Charm will remain on you to protect you, unless you say the counter-curse.'

'Brilliant.' Hermione said with a smile.

Dumbledore then closed his eyes, extended his arm and spoke a few words.

'Permissum is lepor lepos servo vos.'

Hermione and Draco both felt something layer their bodies, it felt like someone watching them, or a shadow following them.

'Is it done?' Hermione asked.

'Yes, Miss Granger.' Flitwick squeaked, 'Head Master just placed the charm on both of you.'

'Thank you, Professors.' Hermione said gratefully.

'Thanks.' Draco muttered.

Hermione narrowed her eyes at them.

'Your both very welcome. You both may return to your head student dormitories if you wish, or stay in the hideaway until the morning.' Dumbledore replied.

'I miss my own room.' Hermione said truthfully, 'Thank you so much for letting Draco and myself to stay in hidden, but I'll just move my things back to my room.'

'Same for you, Mr. Malfoy?'

'I suppose.' Draco said.

The two students then went back into the hideaway room.

'Why do you have to be such a prick all the time?' Hermione asked Draco quietly.

'What?' Draco asked annoyed.

'Dumbledore and Flitwick did a very great thing for us, researching over their break to try to help us. And you act so arrogant about it all.' She said angrily.

Draco shook his head.

'I think I have a right to be arrogant.' He snapped.

'Why do you think that?'

'The reason we need this goddamned charm is because I saved your precious pals.'

'It was your father and "leader" who endangered their lives!' Hermione shouted.

'He is NOT my leader, and it's not as if I told them to!' Draco shouted back.

'You are a death eater…' Hermione said quietly, 'he is technically your leader.'

'I'm sick of this. What happened to you being proud of me for saving them? Arrogance is in my nature. You should fucking know that by now.' He spat.

Hermione threw her things into her trunk forcefully, irritability taking over her body.

'I'm going back up to the room. Will I see you tonight?'

'No. I am going to stay here.' He said angrily falling onto the bed.

'Fine.' She sighed.

'Fine.'

Hermione took her trunk and was about to open the door when Draco stopped her.

'Hermione?' Draco asked.

'Yes?' She replied, with an air of relief in her voice.

'Take Mookie with you.'

Hermione snorted angrily and opened the closet door.

'C'mon Mookie. Let's go back to the room.' She said.

Mookie got up and followed her out. Hermione slid the bookshelf door closed roughly. Draco heard books fall from the shelves, then he heard Hermione curse under her breath. Draco laughed to himself and felt a bit better.

The next morning Draco asked a house elf to bring him breakfast to his room. He did not want to go see Hermione. Besides she was probably with Harry and Ginny, laughing and pretending she isn't dying without Draco.

Hermione was in the Great Hall sitting with Harry and Ginny.

'Ron should be back tonight.' Ginny said.

Hermione frowned.

'I hope he's realized his wrongs.' Hermione said.

'He still has detentions with Snape when he comes back. If he hasn't realized them now, he will.' Harry spoke.

'I'm sure Ron won't come until late tonight, though. He probably won't be excited to see everyone, so he'll come when many are in their dorms already.' Ginny said.

'So, I haven't seen you and Draco together since we came back from Voldemort's.' Harry said changing the subject.

'Oh, well…we're in a bit of a fight.' Hermione told them, 'but nothing serious, just an argument that's lasting longer than it needs to.'

'Then why don't you go end it?' Ginny asked.

'Maybe it's not her fault, Ginny.' Harry said.

'Well, I might have been overanalyzing some of his actions, but he also deserves some things I've said, but I don't want us to start the second half of the school year off on the wrong foot, so I'll talk to him tonight.'

Draco moved his stuff back into his room when he knew Hermione was off with Ginny and Harry. Draco decided to go take a walk, see if Blaise was back yet.

Draco walked into the Slytherin common room and saw Blaise talking to Millicent.

'Yo fucker!' Blaise cried when he noticed Draco walk in. He then turned to Millicent. 'Hey, I'll talk to you later.'

'Okay.' She said with a smile, then she walked into her and Pansy's room.

'How have you been?' Draco asked.

'Fucking Lavender isn't coming back until tomorrow morning.' Blaise told him.

'Oh.' Draco said uncaringly.

'Thanks for the sympathy.' Blaise said.

'I'm not one who needs pity.' Draco snapped.

'What's wrong? You and…' Blaise looked around and then whispered, 'Granger split?'

'No. I have to talk to you about that though, and Voldemort.'

'All right, let's go chill in my dorm.'

Draco nodded and then the two left the common room.

Draco and Blaise sat down on a couch and Draco told him about Voldemort's plan and how he "saved" Harry and Ginny and about the Praesul Charm. He also told him he proposed to Hermione.

'You what!' Blaise cried.

'I'm engaged, man.' Draco said hesitantly.

'Oh my god!' Blaise said with a laugh. He then hugged Draco loosely. 'Congratulations.'

'Thanks…'

'Okay, so are you upset and moody because Voldemort's after you?' Blaise asked.

'No, I have the Praesul Charm to help out with that. I'm pissed because Hermione and I are in a fight and it's fucking stupid.'

'Well, both our girls are gone…let's drink to manly bonding, eh fucker?' Blaise suggested.

'Sounds wicked.'

Blaise got up from the couch and went to his bed. He reached underneath the mattress and pulled out two cases of firewhiskey.

'Oh, so that's where you hide the depressants…' Draco chuckled.

'You bet your ass. Can't let Dumbledore get a load of these.' Blaise said tossing a tin case to Draco.

The two then drank and talked about their problems, and drank some more, which led to them laughing about their problems.

A/N: By the way, "Permissum is lepor lepos servo vos" is Latin for "Let this charm protect you"…I think lol. I am not a Latin scholar. And don't worry if you all review, the next update will come soon! Very soon!