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A/n: I am soo sorry, I have been really ill lately. I know its no excuse but I really am sorry
Chapter 9
Hermione didn't tell anyone about what Draco had said in Snape's office. For one she was scared that he would tell everyone about her dreams and her secrets. The main reason, however, she didn't tell anyone was because she didn't want anyone else to know. She felt like she knew him more than anyone else, but the fact that she liked the thought of that scared her.
Hermione headed to her dorm room to get ready for bed, when she reached the portrait, she muttered the password and walked through. She saw a tawny owl perched on the desk in the corner of the room. It was holding two letters.
Hermione made her way to the owl and removed the letters from its mouth, it immediately flew away.
The two letters were addressed to Mr Malfoy and Miss Granger.
Hermione opened the letter addressed to her.
Dear Miss Granger
Would you please meet Professor Dumbledore in his office at 10am Saturday morning? It concerns your common room and your head duties.
Thank you
Professor McGonagall
Hermione assumed that Draco's letter would be similar and walked to his room, with the intention of putting it on his bed. However when she walked in Draco was already in there.
He was asleep; he was lying on top of the covers in just his boxer shorts and nothing else. Hermione stood transfixed at the site in front of her. Draco's face was expressionless. He looked so innocent and angelic when he was sleeping. She noticed for the third time in a matter of weeks, his perfect abs and his flawless skin, not to mention his perfectly chiselled chest, all of which he probably accumulated from all of those years of Quidditch. Hermione had never seen anything as beautiful as him before, and she wondered why he looked like an angel when he slept, but acted like the devil when he was awake?
Hermione shifted over to his desk and put the letter on top of his books. She turned around and walked to the door; she put her hand on the door knob, and was just about to walk out of the room when…
"Granger…What are you… oh…my…god." Hermione shot round her heart pumping furiously, she thought she had been caught in his room, but when she turned around she saw that Draco was still asleep.
Was he dreaming about her? Hermione was curious as to why he would be dreaming about her. So she stayed in his room for a little longer to see if he spoke again, which he eventually did.
"Granger… Hermione… who knew? Who knew that you were that good in bed? You were amazing and you are so beautiful… I can't believe I never noticed how beautiful you are before now." Draco said as his lips formed a smile on his sleeping form.
Hermione sniggered to herself. Draco had asked her what she dreamt about, maybe she should have asked him too. Obviously they were both having the same dreams. This put Hermione in a very powerful position. She knew that after his dream he would want her. She knew that because after her dreams she always wanted him.
Hermione walked out of the room smiling, knowing that the one she wanted to sleep with wanted to sleep with her. But she wasn't going to give into him. He would have to give into her first. She would make sure he would beg for her, like he had made other girls beg for him. She had heard rumours about him before, who hadn't? All of the girls he had slept with said that he made them beg for his touches, for his kisses and for him. Like he was better than them and that they were nothing but pity shags. She would make sure that she wasn't one of them.
It was now 10 am on Saturday and Hermione was sitting in Professor Dumbledore's office waiting for Draco.
The office door opened and a smirking Draco walked through it. Ten minutes late.
"Sorry I am late Professor. I woke up late."
Dumbledore nodded his head to let Draco know that he understood. "It's ok Mr Malfoy. I have found myself in the same situation a few times, the dream I would be having would keep me so entertained that I would not hear my alarm and not wake up. However we are not here to talk about dreams. We are here to discuss the portrait to the entrance, for the Heads common room. It seems that the young lady in the portrait wishes to retire her portrait to a less used place. She feels that she has been doing that job for far too long and wishes to hand the rein over.
"However, instead of replacing it with another portrait from around the castle we have decided to replace it with a new one. I have had discussions with a few of the other Professors, and we have all come to the agreement that the portrait should somehow, relate to the people inside the place that it guards.
"So we have decided that the portrait will be a picture of you both. It is a new tradition, which we will start with you two. The heads common room will be guarded by the picture of the heads themselves. Now, the artist will be here in a few minutes, have you got any questions?"
Dumbledore looked at them both and Hermione raised her hand. "Yes Miss Granger, what do you wish to ask?"
"So the common room entrance is going to be a picture of Malfoy and myself?"
"Yes, any more questions?" When neither of them spoke Dumbledore stood up. "Very well, please stay in here until the artist comes up. I am afraid I have missed breakfast, so I will go down to the kitchens and see if they can cook something up for me."
With that Professor Dumbledore excited his office.
"So now instead of spending my Saturday with friends, I have to sit here for two hours and get a portrait done, just bloody marvellous" Draco said standing up to look around Dumbledore's office.
"So Draco you were entertained by your dream? What exactly were you dreaming about?" Hermione knew the answer to that already, but thought she would humour him.
Draco spun around to face Hermione "What I dream about Granger has nothing to do with you." He had a smirk on his face "But I will tell you anyway. I was dreaming that I was sleeping with the, ever gorgeous Keira Knightly."
(A/n: I know, I know she's a muggle but she is the only name that came to me lol even as I re-write I can't think of anyone else lol)
Hermione smiled at his comment and stood up. She walked to him, putting her hand on his chest. "Really? Well excuse me if I don't believe you. You see I know that you weren't dreaming about her, but someone else. Now I wonder who it could be."
Hermione wasn't normally the kind of girl to be a temptress but with Draco she felt powerful, like she could be whatever she wanted to be, and do anything she wanted to do. She moved herself so that her body was pressed up against his. She leaned in closer, so that he could feel her breath on his face. He looked deep into her eyes and Hermione could see nothing but lust. She leaned in closer and closer, until she saw him close his eyes expecting a kiss, Hermione smirked and instead of kissing him like he wanted her too, she whispered in his ear.
"I know you want me, I heard you. You dream about me too."
She moved away and sat back down in her seat; she looked at Draco and could see confusion on his face, which was soon replaced by anger. He walked towards her obviously about to say something, when the door opened.
"Now lets get this started. I have another appointment at 2 o'clock and I would rather not be late."
Hermione and Draco had spent the next two hours sitting still not being able to talk. When the artist had finally finished, he told Draco and Hermione that the portrait would have to have a charm put on it, before they get it back. So they would have to wait a few days for it.
Hermione left in front of Draco and headed to the Great Hall hoping that she hadn't missed dinner as she was hungry, she had after all missed breakfast.
Draco was walking behind her, watching her with fury and want in his heart. He was furious that she had lead him to believe that she was going to kiss him then didn't and he had want because he had in fact been dreaming about her. He had since the time he saw her in the shower. He couldn't help it. She was just so stunning that he couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty.
He watched her walking; more precisely he watched her bum as it swayed when she walked. He wondered if she was doing it purposely, to purposely get his heart pumping faster, because that's what was happening. His heart was racing his palms were sweating. He didn't know why he was feeling this way, but he was sure that it was love. 'I just want to shag her that's all, shag her and use her, then dump her.' Draco tried to convince himself of this.
Draco made a quick detour to his dorm room to 'relieve' himself, before he would meet up with Blaise and Goyle.
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