The Mystery Lover
The sixth book has changed - Dumbledore is alive, Sirius is still dead - boo hoo - and Voldermort has been defeated. Ron died in the war and Ginny and Blaise are together. Hermione is in between guys at the moment, and Draco is still seducing random chicks.
Summary: still haven't decided...
Disclaimer: do not own any but plot why else do you think that it is on fanfiction
Chapter 1 - The Blind Date
They had been together for a month now, but he still hadn't found out about her identity, and boy was he curious. When they had all this lemon and lime he had no idea who she was, it was getting quite annoying. Dressing in his baggy black top - easily accessible - and tattered jeans, he heard the knock on his door, and quickly placed himself on his normal position on the bed. The one that said - 'Look at me! Mr cool, calm and collective'
She opened the door, but as always an invisible blanket covered her. Not uttering a word, a blindfold was covered over his eyes. She had always found it odd how he let her do just this, when he had no idea who she was, and she never intended him to find out.
'When will you tell me who you are?' he whispered gently, 'its has been what, 3 months now and I still don't know.'
'All in good time' she replied, just as gently, but with a hint of secrecy.
She began by teasing him, sucking on his neck and heading down towards his muscly chest. She was now lying on him, pausing every now and then causing him to moan with impatience. She moved further down and found his boxers. She pulled them down slightly, pausing once again before continuing. He then groaned to show he needed it now, when someone knocked on the door.
'Drak-ie poo!' sounded a shrill voice, 'where are you honey? I've been looking for you everywhere!' The doorknob was turned, and made the lovers hearts leap, but the door was locked, and therefore this particular slut couldn't enter. Draco swore under his breath.
'Don't stop!' he whispered urgently. He needed it and she knew it yet assessing the situation, she moved off Draco and got under the invisibility coat. Just in time too, because at that, Pansy muttered 'Alohamora.' The door flew open, and upon her seeing Draco, she flushed with excitement and pounced on him. Taking her cue, she moved out, leaving a poor Slytherin to suffer Pansy-pain, and a strong desire for the woman he loves.
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Hermione woke up after a restless sleep. Looking over to her alarm clock, she saw that it was 6.52. Might as well get on with it
She got up and took a long bath even if it was a Saturday. The Prefects bathroom was worth it. A bath about the size of a swimming pool with hundreds of taps all having a different typ of bubble/scent. Lavender rose, bubblegum - or even all mixed together, you name it, they had it.
Moaning Murtle usually hung out there but no one really payed attention to her, apart from Hermione. They sometimes had long discussions about pointless subjects, but usually boys. As she headed there, she was met in the common room by Harry, who so it seems was also heading to the bath.
'Hey' she said 'got your bathers?' Harry grinned and held up his boardies.
'Do you think we need them though?' he asked mischievously, but after receiving a slap sent his way from Hermione, he continued 'ok, ok, bathers is a must have. I was joking anyway'
They headed to the bathroom and took turns to get dressed.
'Ok,' she said, 'turn around.' He grumbled before doing just that. Hermione began getting changed into her new pink and black playboy bikini. If this didn't turn Harry on she doesn't know what would. She turned back around to see him already in his bathers. The shocked look on his face told her that he was overwhelmed. Harry, whose tongue was still held hostage by the cat, shortly followed Hermione in.
'Sooo . . . . .' he said, trying to lead into a conversation, before the door-opened cutting him off.
'Mudblood and Potty,' said the familiar and most annoying drawl of Draco Malfoy, 'what a surprise that you're sharing a bath at this hour of the morning.'
'What do you mean by that?' Hermione snapped back, stepping out of the bath revealing her bikinis. Draco was about to say something, when he noticed them clinging on Hermione's slim yet wet body.
'Cat got your tongue?' she smirked in the Malfoy like way. This silenced him, but only for a second.
'Trying to get me to declare my undying love for you?' he asked cruelly. At this he swept her off her feet and planted a long kiss on her lips. He began to pull away ever so slowly, before Hermione returned the kiss. Surprised, he returned it once more, before pulling away.
'As if I'd waste my time on you Granger' he said smirking, 'I have better things to be doing.'
Then he headed out the door waiting alone in his room for the next time that he would see his secret lover.
Hello everyone
Thanx for reading - my friend and I are sharing the duties of this task of writing an ultra cool story. I will write the chapter and she edits so she's basically my beta hope you all enjoyed and R&R.
