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!WARNING: VERY HIGH T RATING FOR THIS RAMBLING!
Good Girls vs. Bad Boys
The saying goes that every good girl needs a bad boy. If that's so then it most certainly must be true for Hermione Granger.
Miss Hermione Granger was considered to be the Gryffindor Princess. She had magnificent grades and was a complete rule follower. She normally never stuck her toe out of line and none of her assignments were ever late. To most teachers, Hermione was the perfect student.
While on the other hand, Draco Malfoy was entirely the opposite. Mr. Malfoy was rumored to be the Slytherin Prince. Although he had good grades, his assignments were normally always late. Being the opposite of Hermione meant that he, well, did the opposite. He pulled pranks on everyone besides his Slytherin friends, and tortured the first years. He snuck out late at night to party and for the hell of it he even took evening walks when it was lights out. Although he was never told he was the worst student, his professors never praised him.
As you can obviously tell these two students were absolutely different in every possible way. That is except one…
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The sun arose, streaming brilliant rays of light through the windows of her room. It pushed itself through the curtains of her four poster bed where it began to caress the sleeping 'princess' awake. Groaning and turning over mumbling about going back to sleep, she ignored the sun. Not wasting any more time, the sun brightened its light blinded the 'princess' through her eyelids.
"All right, all right I'm up! Sheesh." She grumbled.
Elegantly she slipped out of bed, her silk nightgown rubbing up against her slender thighs. Gathering clothes to change she stepped into the bathroom. It was foggy so it was obvious it was used recently. Hermione hoped that its occupant had left already. She was just about to set her things down when she heard another voice in the room.
"If you wanna it to be good girl get yourself a… bad boy!" She nearly laughed. Not at the voice (which she was sad to say needed singing lessons) but at the horribly sung words. She remembered the song from which the words came, but it was so long ago.
Then pulling out of her thoughts was a sight she was flabbergasted to see. A tall platinum blonde haired boy with very pale skin and only a towel wrapped loosely around his waist emerged from the mist. He kept repeating the lyrics, apparently not having seen Hermione just yet. When she dropped her supplies in surprise that definitely made his head turn.
By now Hermione's cheeks burnt red with embarrassment as she knelt down to gather her things. She couldn't risk looking at his well-toned body now. Besides, she had already got her look. Again standing with her toiletries in hand, the tip of her nose came into contact with a resistance, skin. Her eyes stared straight ahead into the white skin of the man in front of her.
"If you really like it hot, get someone who hits the spot honey…" He sung to her. At this Hermione's temperature must have risen at least a couple degrees.
Then the world came crumbling down. Ok so not literally but that's how Hermione felt when the god before her grasped her bare arms. Luckily (or unluckily however you wanna see it ;)) the towel around his waist stayed in place.
He ran his fingers up and down producing Goosebumps on her tanned arms. His lips suddenly made contact with her jaw and neck. This resulted in a large intake of air from Hermione. She just wanted to die then and there and go to heaven. His lips performed an incredible miracle on her. She had no choice but to let out a moan or two when his lips reached the skin just below her ear. His hands had begun to roam, having a mind of their own, they rubbed sensuous circles on her thighs.
By now there was no questioning on Hermione's part. Her slim arms had long ago slipped around the man's- I mean- boy's neck as she nuzzled her cold nose into the crook of his neck.
His lips were now at the lining of her lilac gown creating a necklace of tender kisses that made Hermione want to melt.
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He didn't know what possessed him to do what he currently is doing but the beauty of her nearly made him pass out.
How long had he been standing there kissing her neck he couldn't tell you. Only the words of an old muggle song were vocalized.
"And if you want it to be jammin', gotta get somebody slammin' baby…" he mumbled between numerous kisses and suckings on her ears and collarbone.
Then for him, it felt like a wave had rushed over him when her lips met his moist pale skin. Draco couldn't help that her mouth worked wonders on him. His brain nearly went into overload when she reached a sensitive spot, the junction of his neck and shoulder.
There, Draco had finally reached paradise. Her mouth engulfed his skin, sucking, biting and licking his pearl hide. Then he felt her smooth fingertips run down his chest to the towel. Now it was his turn to moan. What happened next surprised the both of them.
Draco lifted her chin so that he could see her eyes. Hazel orbs gazed back at him obviously stunned. Slowly he moved to close their gap. He looked back and forth into her eyes and her lips as she looked into his silver metal irises. Finally they connected.
To Draco it felt as though the world had stopped completely… utterly… forever. To him it was a truly amazing feeling. Their kiss started out slow and beautiful, but then it escalated into something much, much more.
He felt her tongue run across his lower lip, which sent mind numbing shivers down his spine. He let her in but not before he gently nibbled her lower lip. Their tongues fought a passionate war. Colliding, caressing and clashing along the way. It was then that she broke the kiss. They both panted hard, struggling to regain the air that they lost. It was then that he whispered the last line,
"If you really want it good girl, get yourself a…"
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Whichever gods were watching over her at this very moment she thanked them with the utmost gratitude. For this moment, for her, would-could never be replaced.
It was then that he painfully pulled away from her warm body. Grasping on to the towel at his waist he leaned in one last time.
"Bad boy." He whispered breathlessly as he nibbled her ear in parting. He gave her a sexy wink as he slipped out the door leaving his maiden 'hot and bothered'.
Rizahawkeye21A/N: Hey hey everyone! I thought this was pretty good but it's up to you to decided. I know the lyrics are lame but they sparked the idea so I thought I'd use 'em. I don't own the song so don't sue me! lol :D PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!