Again, another update. It's been an incredibly long time but I just read all my stories and get right back into sync with them. Hope you enjoy.
It was finally 7th year and I was ready to show him that I was no longer timid, bookworm Hermione. I was voluptuous, actually sexy Hermione. I hadn't actually noticed it until I paid a visit to the Weasley's over the summer and Ron couldn't take his eyes off …me. It was very weird to be womanly. At least, that's the word Ginny used when she saw me. "You look so womanly Hermione, what happened?" I'm not quite sure what had happened but it was a big benefit. I walked down the corridor with my head held high, my skirt just a tad shorter and my top just a bit smaller. I saw him open the sliding door of his compartment a couple of steps ahead of me. He looked to the right, and then to the left and his eyes fixated on me. I saw his jaw gape open and his eyes widen. I walked by him and gave him a sexy smirk. Was this really me, the woman?
(((DRACO'S POV)))))
I felt the train under us start to slow down. I heard her last moan, muffled by her robes. I got up from between her legs and cleaned up a bit.
"That was so good Draco."
I looked at her and just half-smiled. No girl satisfied me. I had ventured and pursued ¾ of the female population but none of them amounted to her, the girl in my dreams. She was so sensuous, so soft, so amazing, one glance from her and I feel a hot, tingling sensation all over. She read my mind like a book and knew every word. Every time I saw her, I couldn't contain myself. The way she walked, the way she spoke, the way the grew to look so delicious. There was no way I could pursue her, she didn't know me and I didn't know her and I was afraid that just might be the way things would end.
I straightened my tie and slid my fingers through my hair. I heard her shuffle behind me, trying to adjust herself before exiting my compartment. I slid the door open and look down each side of the corridor till my eyes rested on her. I saw all the other doors open too, almost instantaneously, and the heads of boys popping out and gawking at her. But she looked at me, right at me. Our eyes locked and my mind went right back to all the nights I spent with her inside my head. She had definitely grown. Her legs were toned and long, ending unfortunately just so a few inches above her knees. And her breasts, they had gone through quite a summer. She filled out inexplicably in that arena. She walked right by me, giving me the sexiest little smile I had ever received. I got a whiff of her very sweet and provocative perfume; it smelt like melting candy on top of her perpetrating body. I was so turned on by just her appearance that I pushed the girl out of my compartment for some alone time.
My goodness and I a perv. But in a good way, if that's ever possible? Please tell me what you guys think.
