A.N: Well, this is a continuation for the last chapter clearly…haha review darlings.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter mmk.
Listening In
Hermione looked around room hesitantly. Her eye sight dodging through shadows where on lookers could be. Her head focused its attention upward towards Draco Malfoy
'What is he gonna do?' Hermione asked herself quietly
"Something along the lines of this…" Malfoy replied leaning down and kissing her softly on the lips. Hermione watched his eyes close slowly as he leaned into the kiss. A soft dizzy feeling over took her brain when she too closed her eyes.
Her arms lazily draped them selves around his neck, Draco deemed this a worth opportunity to intensify the kiss. He slightly pulled back from the kiss and began to gently suck on her bottom lip.
'Wow…that is so nice…' Hermione thought dreamily moaning softly into his mouth. Draco smiled into her mouth.
His hand found its way to the back of Hermione's hair and gently tugged off the hair tie that had been holding it up. He moved his head back and stared into her face. Hermione gently shook her head tossing her hair around.
"Granger you are quite beautiful."
Hermione blushed softly.
"Shouldn't the two of you start your rounds around the castle?" professor McGonagall asked stated at the other side of the room. Draco took a few steps back and Hermione jumped of the table to smooth her close out.
"Oh, yes right away Professor." Hermione replied tying her hair back into a messy bun. McGonagall eyed both of the Head students and retreated silently out of the door she came into from.
"Alright let's go Mudblood." Malfoy drawled grabbing her arm and hastily leading her into a dark corridor.
Hermione sat sandwiched between Dean and Ron and across from Harry and Ginny. Her head was slightly raised looking around at her "friends". Ron, laughing his ass of at one his less then funny jokes, chewed up bits of egg in his mouth being showcased to all.
Hermione grimaced at looked at Dean. Nice, reserved boy. She smiled looking at his plate. Half a slice of toast, no butter, no jam. Man-orexic, just maybe, and boring to say the least.
And then there was Harry and Ginny.
'She's practically sitting on his lap.' Hermione thought stabbing at her French toast. The red head bounced around and giggled like a little school fawning over Harry Potter. Disgusted Mione exit the great hall with out as much as a goodbye.
Hermione walked slowly down the corridor passing a few rowdy 2nd years.
"Shouldn't you be off to Hogsmead Granger?" Draco Malfoy drawled stepping out of the darkness.
"Shouldn't you be off torturing 1st years Malfoy?" Hermione asked in return.
"Perhaps Granger but torturing you is always more fun." He replied walking next to her. She looked at him out of the corner of her eyes.
His strong hands resting inside his expensive pockets in his slack. His white uniform shirt untucket with a few buttons undone at the top, His Slytherin tie loose.
"I would very much like it Granger if you would accompany me to dinner tonight." Malfoy drawled casually.
Hermione abruptly stopped in her tracks, a dumbstruck look plastered on her face.
"What…you mean…a…a…"
"Yes Granger a date, you know when a boy takes a girl…" Draco replied
Hermione cut him off "Don't patronize me Malfoy I know what a date is." She finished, following him down the hallway.
"Right Granger then I'll meet you in the common room at around 8." He turned around to face her, looking down into her large soulful eyes. She looked up back into his silver orbs and nodded slowly.
"Good see you then." He finished leaning down and kissing her softly on the mouth, before quickly walking down another corridor.
Hermione glanced over at an antique clock which read 7:40. She stood in front of a full length mirror staring at her reflection. There she was in all her splendor. Her long toned legs lead up to her hard firm stomach.
She smiled at her reflection quite pleased with her self. The candles illuminating the bathroom flickered softly with a blow of the wind. Realizing that she needed to step on it she slipped into her dress for the evening.
She turned around in her dress checking herself out. The dress was a short black cocktail dress the reach mid-thing with frilly layers. She smoothes out the front with her hands and smiled with approval.
Hermione walked over to her vanity and sat upon the satin chair. Her fingers gently caressed a heart shaped charm necklace and fastened it around her delicate neck. She then applied a small bit of make up to enhance her already stunning features. After grabbing her purse and with a sprits of muggle perfume Hermione was already to go.
All ready standing by the fire place with Draco Malfoy wearing a black dress shirt and black slacks. Hermione smiled as she advanced toward him. He walked over to her through the common room and smiled back at her.
"You look beautiful." Malfoy exclaimed handing her a single pink rose. Hermione blushed with appreciation smelling the rose.
"Thank you…you really didn't have too." She replied gently.
"Your welcome. Now let's go are reservations are for 8:30." He said extending his arm out to her, leading them into the fireplace.
They arrived shortly in a fire place in a room filled with coats and purses. A bell hop looking man stood sill next to the fire place and turned sharply to address them.
"Sir, Madam, may I take your coats?" the ball hop asked. Hermione smiled and nodded at him gently removing her coat with Malfoy's assistance and handed it to the man. After being seated inside a very posh restaurant they scanned over there menus.
"Malfoy…this place is very expensive..." Hermione whispered to him, her brow knitting together with worry and bit her bottom lip.
Draco chuckled softly at her concern. 'As if I worry about prices.' He muttered an incantation softly.
Hermione let out a soft gasp as the prices slowly faded away into the glossy paper. After looking over the menu for approximately 7 minutes she had come to a conclusion. Her menu had barley touched the table when their waiter approved the table.
"Hello, have the two of you come to a decision?" The waiter asked politely.
"I believe we have…I'll be having the stake…and for the lady…" Draco replied
"Oh, I'll be having the salmon thank you." Hermione finished handing the waiter the menus. They sat there in silence for a few moments before Hermione spoke.
"Thank you so much for bring me here Draco." Hermione spoke shyly raising her eyes to meet him. He smirked back at her.
"You're very welcome Granger; it's a true pleasure to be in the company of such a beautiful young lady. Would you like to dance?" He replied gently looking over at the elegant dance floor noting. He stood up from his chair and helped her out of hers.
He led her over to the dance floor just in time for a new song to began. Draco's arm gently wrapped around Hermione's waist and grabbed her left hand. Their bodies swayed gently back and forth to the music there eyes locked as they dance.
After three hours out of the castle they arrived back in the common room.
"I had a really nice time Malfoy." Hermione spoke softly.
Without responding he leaned down and kissed her slowly. Her hands snaked around his neck gently gripping onto the fabric of his shirt. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her as close to him as possible.
Hermione's lips parted slightly letting his tongue gentle caressed hers. Hermione moaned softly as her knees weakened causing her to fall back onto the couch with him on top of her.
Draco's hand rested behind her head ensuring its safety when they hit the couch. Their lips smooshed together gently sending chills down their spins. Hermione's breath quickened instantly as his mouth found it way to her jaw bone.
Draco's warm mouth contrasting with Hermione's cold skin heightened her senses. His tongue flicked gently over the wet piece of skin he had just kissed. Hermione arched her back into him slightly.
His mouth slowly trailed down her neck, placing soft skillful kisses on her skin, occasionally nipping on her. Hermione hands found there way into his hair lacing his fingers into his silky hair.
Draco used his legs to move Hermione's apart, and then squeezed himself in between hers. He looked down at her, her pink pouty lips slightly swollen, her cleavage rising at falling with every breath.
He felt himself harden as her pink tongue quickly swiped across her upper lip unconsciously. He gracefully attacked her lips kissing them softly. His mouth, partially opened, kissed hers. His tongue slightly entered her mouth licking the tip of her tongue.
Hermione pressed his head against hers deepening the kiss
The couple was far to busy kissing, that they hardly heard the door open.