Disclaimer: Do I own any of the Harry Potter ideas nope, but if I could I would begin my own little male harem- Draco, Legolas, Will Turner, Jack Sparrow... oh the yumminess ::drool::
A/N: Guess what, this has nothing to do with my story, ha! For all the hard core Draco/Hermione shippers out there if you haven't you should read the following stories: Hermione Malfoy (anything by superscar really) and You're Devilish, also anything written by Priah. Now on with the story!
CHAPTER 2
It was Wednesday afternoon and the last class of the day. Professor Binns was droning on and on about the Goblin Revolution of 1422. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting in the back of class and then Ron started complaining.
"How could they torture us this way, a double History of Magic, last class of the day, and we have to have it with those Slytherin gits. This establishment is so cruel."
Harry couldn't not back up his friend so he just said "it's the man coming down on us" while nodding his head wisely.
Hermione just rolled her eyes at the two while assiduously taking notes. 'It's obvious those two have been hitting the bong. No wonder they fail. If they even attempted to write an essay who knows what would come of it.' Suddenly the class was shocked from their almost comatose state as Professor Binns actually seemed to take notice of his class, even Harry and Ron were coming out of their baked state.
"Now class, seeing as this is a double lecture today I thought we would head to the library and you could start researching your essay."
People began muttering, thinking Binns had gone crazy, they didn't have an essay. This being common knowledge Lavender said as much to Professor Binns.
Professor Binns replied, "of course you do, I just haven't told you about it yet. This will be an in class essay. I will spend half of the lesson time teaching and the rest will be spent in the library either researching or writing your essay which will be due in two weeks time. Now shall we proceed?" The students gathered up their possessions and proceeded to the library, Professor Binns floating along next to them.
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'Finally, I've only been waiting for those two all day, no consideration, no consideration for others whatsoever' he thought as he saw Draco and Hermione enter into his realm. 'Phase I will commence in 10, 9, 8, 7, oh who am I kidding let's just get this show on the road.'
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Hermione was sitting at a table with Ron and Harry researching the Salem witch trials when she felt someone's gaze scorching her skin. Looking up she encountered the gaping countenance of one Draco Malfoy. Hermione tried glaring at him but it didn't seem to have an impact so she returned to her studies. After five minutes of unwavering stares, courtesy of the ferret. Hermione couldn't take it anymore and stalked up to Draco Malfoy shutting his mouth for him since he seemed incapable.
"Malfoy it's rude to stare you know."
Draco slowly came out of his dazed state unable to think of a witty retort, what came out instead shocked Hermione equally as much as it did Draco. "Well Granger, its kind of hard not to when your sitting in the middle of the library in a bikini."
Now it was Hermione's turn to gape, in fact she looked like she'd just been hit with a confundus charm. Draco ignoring her incredulous look blithely continued on with a huskier voice, "in fact who knew you had such a great bod."
Hermione put her hand to Draco's forehead. Draco now being curious asked, "what are you doing Granger?"
She huffed and responded, "checking for signs of a fever that might be causing your delirium as I am definitely not wearing a bikini!"
At Hermione's decidedly unlover-like tone Draco snapped back to full consciousness of where he was and who he was complimenting. "Yes, well Granger, lovely as this chat has been" ,he sneered, "I have better things to do than talk with a know-it-all so good day."
Not deigning to reply Hermione turned on her heel and made her way back to Ron and Harry. Draco leaned over in his chair so as not to miss a glimpse of her and promptly fell off of his chair. Lucky for him the only other people close enough to have noticed this un-Malfoyesque behavior were Crabbe and Goyle who were staring at the ceiling in rapt fascination. Draco righted his chair and sat back down to think about the glorious curves of the Gryffindor bookworm, 'stunning from the front and a vision from behind.' While thinking of all the things he would love to do to that body he decided then and there that Hermione would be his.
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"Hey Mione are you coming? Harry and I need help with that potions assignment." asked Ron
"No, I'll catch up with you guys later. Why don't you just look through Most Potente Potions and see if you can find anything helpful." Hermione replied while thinking, 'gits! They only notice me if they need something.'
"Uh Mione, where is" but Hermione having anticipated Harry's question just shoved the Potions book into his hands and smiled.
"There you go one book, now would you kindly leave so I can study?" she inquired in a falsely solicitous tone.
"But Mione" the boys chorused. That "but Mione" was one query too many as Hermione's smile quickly turned into a frown of epic proportions.
"I've had enough, the two of you are going to leave before I forget that you are my so-called friends and hex your stupid arses straight out of the library" the enraged brunette all but shrieked. At that tone the boys quickly skedaddled. Hermione sighed and laid her head on the table, finally having peace and quiet all to herself.
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'I got Draco hooked and now for Hermione but what to do, ah I know it's perfect! One sultry dream coming up. Let's see where did I leave that sleeping dust, oh there it is, Mr. Sandman's all purpose sleeping sand. Instructions, instructions ah there they are. To induce a peaceful nights rest sprinkle a quarter cup on the person desiring sleep and count backwards from 5 or if you are a pervy library intent on influencing a young teenage girl's mind then sing the following lyrics after sprinkling the sand, " Mr. Sandman, bring her a dream. Make him the hottest that she's ever seen. Give him steely eyes, a killer body, and the going power of a bunny. Mr. Sandman bring her a dream." Well those are some messed up lyrics but whatever, as long as it works.'
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Hermione was in the prefects' bathroom enjoying a relaxing soak. "Bugger me if this hasn't been the most stressful week this year. A nice hot bath with rosemary bath salts is just the thing to make me feel better." Hermione was drifting in and out of consciousness when she heard the door being opened. She lazily opened her eyes to encounter Draco Malfoy. 'That's nice, wait what?' "Malfoy, can't you see the bath tub is occupied so why don't you just leave?" she asked waspishly.
"I can indeed see the tub is occupied, but guess what I don't feel like leaving and this tub is more than big enough for the two of us so deal with it." While Hermione lowered her eyes, furiously cursing him under her breath, Draco let his eyes roam over her pliant body as he slowly stripped and then slipped into the tub. Hermione was so busy cursing she didn't even realize Draco had entered the tub until she felt his body slide behind hers and her eyes snapped open. She tried to turn around but couldn't as his hands were grasping her shoulders. "You know Granger you're really tense why don't you just lean back and let me massage away all your tension." She was going to tear herself away, she really was but his fingers were so incredibly soothing. Unknowingly her body relaxed into his while all the while his long skillful fingers stroked up and down her back and neck, it felt so good. The pads of his fingers were slightly calloused from quidditch playing she assumed, but it didn't matter, the roughness only enhanced the sensations spreading over her body as his fingers continued their up and down, up and down motion. A lassitude was spreading through her body as she felt his lips start a trail down her neck across her collarbone and then back to the base of her neck where he exerted a painful pressure with his teeth, sucking at her skin, but the pain was replaced with pleasure as he laved his tongue over the rising bruise. Hermione tilted her head to the side hoping he would continue and he did his lips progressed up her neck, until his tongue darted out to swirl around her ear lobe before nipping it. Hermione slid her hands up his neck desperately holding on to Draco while he continued his sweet torture on her body. Draco turned Hermione about and cradled her body close to his. She looked into his face surprised at his eyes which were usually cold but were now pools of molten silver burning her to the core with their intensity. She felt her body do a slow burn as he lowered his mouth to hers. She released a breathy exhalation and Draco took the opportunity to slide his tongue in her mouth caressing her tongue with his own, entwining the two. He released her mouth and she moaned in frustration looking up to see a devilishly sexy smile gracing his face. She was trying to coax his mouth back to hers when he said, "Hermione, wake up!" She frowned, 'what was this about.' He merely said again, "Hermione, wake up!"
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"Hermione, wake up!"
"Hmm, what. Harry, Ron! What the hell are you two doing here?" Hermione was a bit flustered to say the least.
"Well Hermione, we left you in the library but you never came to help us, anyway it's time for dinner so we thought we'd come get you", Harry replied.
Hermione took notice of her surroundings and discovered she wasn't in the prefects' bathroom but the library. 'Wait, so what about..it was a dream! What was I doing dreaming about that egotistical, pureblood-loving, sexy prat. No I didn't just think he was sexy. It's just the stress, NEWTS and all. I just need to back down a little as the stress is even overflowing into my dreams because there is no way I would dream about Draco Malfoy in any sexual way. Nope nothing like this will ever happen again.'
"Hermione, Hermione, earth to Hermione." Ron was waving his hand to and fro in Hermione's face. Hermione snapped to attention.
"Well, what are you waiting for let's go get dinner then." The boys didn't need to be told twice as it is commonly known that hunger cravings and endless munchies are a side effect of weed. They dragged Hermione away from the library towards the Great Hall with thoughts of hot dogs and brownies dancing in their heads.
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'Haha. It worked. All hail Bob. Draco was cake, after all he is a hormone ridden teenager. I knew that spell would come in handy. Hermione though she's going to be harder to crack.' This called for some all out strategizing, 'damn I guess no leathery goodness for me tonight- I will get mine though.' After severe thought and many detailed diagrams later Bob was sighing in satisfaction at the results of his evil genius. 'Hmmm, maybe I should consult the Oracle to see if my plan will succeed. Oh mystical magic eight ball will Draco and Hermione get together?'
A/N: Okay I noticed two things as I was rereading this for errors and the like 1) when I wrote the dream sequence my style of writing totally changed but I'm too lazy to fix it and 2) I totally suck at writing love scenes. Oh well's my muse was interrupted by the phone ringing ::glares at evil phone:: Ignoring the fact that my dream sequence was utter crap, some of you may have felt that I didn't take the scene far enough but this is Hermione we're talking about, I didn't want to rush it too much or there wouldn't be a need for any more chapters! In case I even have any readers after this craptastic chapter then I just thought I would tell there's only going to be two more chapters maybe a third but most likely two.
Oh yeah I almost forgot if you recognizes the "stunning from the front and a vision from behind" that would be because I got it from the 10th Kingdom, I love Wolf.
Okay I'm going to leave this now as my cat just sneezed on my face after stomping all over me, it's just not my morning. So enough, please just go and hit the review button and leave me your thoughts, hey they don't even have to be about my fic if you don't want.
Now Bring Me That Horizon, nananana... and really bad eggs. Drink up me hearties yoho!
Legessa
A/N: Guess what, this has nothing to do with my story, ha! For all the hard core Draco/Hermione shippers out there if you haven't you should read the following stories: Hermione Malfoy (anything by superscar really) and You're Devilish, also anything written by Priah. Now on with the story!
CHAPTER 2
It was Wednesday afternoon and the last class of the day. Professor Binns was droning on and on about the Goblin Revolution of 1422. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting in the back of class and then Ron started complaining.
"How could they torture us this way, a double History of Magic, last class of the day, and we have to have it with those Slytherin gits. This establishment is so cruel."
Harry couldn't not back up his friend so he just said "it's the man coming down on us" while nodding his head wisely.
Hermione just rolled her eyes at the two while assiduously taking notes. 'It's obvious those two have been hitting the bong. No wonder they fail. If they even attempted to write an essay who knows what would come of it.' Suddenly the class was shocked from their almost comatose state as Professor Binns actually seemed to take notice of his class, even Harry and Ron were coming out of their baked state.
"Now class, seeing as this is a double lecture today I thought we would head to the library and you could start researching your essay."
People began muttering, thinking Binns had gone crazy, they didn't have an essay. This being common knowledge Lavender said as much to Professor Binns.
Professor Binns replied, "of course you do, I just haven't told you about it yet. This will be an in class essay. I will spend half of the lesson time teaching and the rest will be spent in the library either researching or writing your essay which will be due in two weeks time. Now shall we proceed?" The students gathered up their possessions and proceeded to the library, Professor Binns floating along next to them.
~~~~~~~~
'Finally, I've only been waiting for those two all day, no consideration, no consideration for others whatsoever' he thought as he saw Draco and Hermione enter into his realm. 'Phase I will commence in 10, 9, 8, 7, oh who am I kidding let's just get this show on the road.'
~~~~~~~
Hermione was sitting at a table with Ron and Harry researching the Salem witch trials when she felt someone's gaze scorching her skin. Looking up she encountered the gaping countenance of one Draco Malfoy. Hermione tried glaring at him but it didn't seem to have an impact so she returned to her studies. After five minutes of unwavering stares, courtesy of the ferret. Hermione couldn't take it anymore and stalked up to Draco Malfoy shutting his mouth for him since he seemed incapable.
"Malfoy it's rude to stare you know."
Draco slowly came out of his dazed state unable to think of a witty retort, what came out instead shocked Hermione equally as much as it did Draco. "Well Granger, its kind of hard not to when your sitting in the middle of the library in a bikini."
Now it was Hermione's turn to gape, in fact she looked like she'd just been hit with a confundus charm. Draco ignoring her incredulous look blithely continued on with a huskier voice, "in fact who knew you had such a great bod."
Hermione put her hand to Draco's forehead. Draco now being curious asked, "what are you doing Granger?"
She huffed and responded, "checking for signs of a fever that might be causing your delirium as I am definitely not wearing a bikini!"
At Hermione's decidedly unlover-like tone Draco snapped back to full consciousness of where he was and who he was complimenting. "Yes, well Granger, lovely as this chat has been" ,he sneered, "I have better things to do than talk with a know-it-all so good day."
Not deigning to reply Hermione turned on her heel and made her way back to Ron and Harry. Draco leaned over in his chair so as not to miss a glimpse of her and promptly fell off of his chair. Lucky for him the only other people close enough to have noticed this un-Malfoyesque behavior were Crabbe and Goyle who were staring at the ceiling in rapt fascination. Draco righted his chair and sat back down to think about the glorious curves of the Gryffindor bookworm, 'stunning from the front and a vision from behind.' While thinking of all the things he would love to do to that body he decided then and there that Hermione would be his.
~~~~~~~
"Hey Mione are you coming? Harry and I need help with that potions assignment." asked Ron
"No, I'll catch up with you guys later. Why don't you just look through Most Potente Potions and see if you can find anything helpful." Hermione replied while thinking, 'gits! They only notice me if they need something.'
"Uh Mione, where is" but Hermione having anticipated Harry's question just shoved the Potions book into his hands and smiled.
"There you go one book, now would you kindly leave so I can study?" she inquired in a falsely solicitous tone.
"But Mione" the boys chorused. That "but Mione" was one query too many as Hermione's smile quickly turned into a frown of epic proportions.
"I've had enough, the two of you are going to leave before I forget that you are my so-called friends and hex your stupid arses straight out of the library" the enraged brunette all but shrieked. At that tone the boys quickly skedaddled. Hermione sighed and laid her head on the table, finally having peace and quiet all to herself.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
'I got Draco hooked and now for Hermione but what to do, ah I know it's perfect! One sultry dream coming up. Let's see where did I leave that sleeping dust, oh there it is, Mr. Sandman's all purpose sleeping sand. Instructions, instructions ah there they are. To induce a peaceful nights rest sprinkle a quarter cup on the person desiring sleep and count backwards from 5 or if you are a pervy library intent on influencing a young teenage girl's mind then sing the following lyrics after sprinkling the sand, " Mr. Sandman, bring her a dream. Make him the hottest that she's ever seen. Give him steely eyes, a killer body, and the going power of a bunny. Mr. Sandman bring her a dream." Well those are some messed up lyrics but whatever, as long as it works.'
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione was in the prefects' bathroom enjoying a relaxing soak. "Bugger me if this hasn't been the most stressful week this year. A nice hot bath with rosemary bath salts is just the thing to make me feel better." Hermione was drifting in and out of consciousness when she heard the door being opened. She lazily opened her eyes to encounter Draco Malfoy. 'That's nice, wait what?' "Malfoy, can't you see the bath tub is occupied so why don't you just leave?" she asked waspishly.
"I can indeed see the tub is occupied, but guess what I don't feel like leaving and this tub is more than big enough for the two of us so deal with it." While Hermione lowered her eyes, furiously cursing him under her breath, Draco let his eyes roam over her pliant body as he slowly stripped and then slipped into the tub. Hermione was so busy cursing she didn't even realize Draco had entered the tub until she felt his body slide behind hers and her eyes snapped open. She tried to turn around but couldn't as his hands were grasping her shoulders. "You know Granger you're really tense why don't you just lean back and let me massage away all your tension." She was going to tear herself away, she really was but his fingers were so incredibly soothing. Unknowingly her body relaxed into his while all the while his long skillful fingers stroked up and down her back and neck, it felt so good. The pads of his fingers were slightly calloused from quidditch playing she assumed, but it didn't matter, the roughness only enhanced the sensations spreading over her body as his fingers continued their up and down, up and down motion. A lassitude was spreading through her body as she felt his lips start a trail down her neck across her collarbone and then back to the base of her neck where he exerted a painful pressure with his teeth, sucking at her skin, but the pain was replaced with pleasure as he laved his tongue over the rising bruise. Hermione tilted her head to the side hoping he would continue and he did his lips progressed up her neck, until his tongue darted out to swirl around her ear lobe before nipping it. Hermione slid her hands up his neck desperately holding on to Draco while he continued his sweet torture on her body. Draco turned Hermione about and cradled her body close to his. She looked into his face surprised at his eyes which were usually cold but were now pools of molten silver burning her to the core with their intensity. She felt her body do a slow burn as he lowered his mouth to hers. She released a breathy exhalation and Draco took the opportunity to slide his tongue in her mouth caressing her tongue with his own, entwining the two. He released her mouth and she moaned in frustration looking up to see a devilishly sexy smile gracing his face. She was trying to coax his mouth back to hers when he said, "Hermione, wake up!" She frowned, 'what was this about.' He merely said again, "Hermione, wake up!"
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"Hermione, wake up!"
"Hmm, what. Harry, Ron! What the hell are you two doing here?" Hermione was a bit flustered to say the least.
"Well Hermione, we left you in the library but you never came to help us, anyway it's time for dinner so we thought we'd come get you", Harry replied.
Hermione took notice of her surroundings and discovered she wasn't in the prefects' bathroom but the library. 'Wait, so what about..it was a dream! What was I doing dreaming about that egotistical, pureblood-loving, sexy prat. No I didn't just think he was sexy. It's just the stress, NEWTS and all. I just need to back down a little as the stress is even overflowing into my dreams because there is no way I would dream about Draco Malfoy in any sexual way. Nope nothing like this will ever happen again.'
"Hermione, Hermione, earth to Hermione." Ron was waving his hand to and fro in Hermione's face. Hermione snapped to attention.
"Well, what are you waiting for let's go get dinner then." The boys didn't need to be told twice as it is commonly known that hunger cravings and endless munchies are a side effect of weed. They dragged Hermione away from the library towards the Great Hall with thoughts of hot dogs and brownies dancing in their heads.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
'Haha. It worked. All hail Bob. Draco was cake, after all he is a hormone ridden teenager. I knew that spell would come in handy. Hermione though she's going to be harder to crack.' This called for some all out strategizing, 'damn I guess no leathery goodness for me tonight- I will get mine though.' After severe thought and many detailed diagrams later Bob was sighing in satisfaction at the results of his evil genius. 'Hmmm, maybe I should consult the Oracle to see if my plan will succeed. Oh mystical magic eight ball will Draco and Hermione get together?'
A/N: Okay I noticed two things as I was rereading this for errors and the like 1) when I wrote the dream sequence my style of writing totally changed but I'm too lazy to fix it and 2) I totally suck at writing love scenes. Oh well's my muse was interrupted by the phone ringing ::glares at evil phone:: Ignoring the fact that my dream sequence was utter crap, some of you may have felt that I didn't take the scene far enough but this is Hermione we're talking about, I didn't want to rush it too much or there wouldn't be a need for any more chapters! In case I even have any readers after this craptastic chapter then I just thought I would tell there's only going to be two more chapters maybe a third but most likely two.
Oh yeah I almost forgot if you recognizes the "stunning from the front and a vision from behind" that would be because I got it from the 10th Kingdom, I love Wolf.
Okay I'm going to leave this now as my cat just sneezed on my face after stomping all over me, it's just not my morning. So enough, please just go and hit the review button and leave me your thoughts, hey they don't even have to be about my fic if you don't want.
Now Bring Me That Horizon, nananana... and really bad eggs. Drink up me hearties yoho!
Legessa