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Chapter Three

There was a knock on Hermione's office door. Glancing up, she saw her secretary and former Hogwarts classmate, Lavender Brown. When Hermione became the Head of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creature shortly after being hired by the Ministry, she had heard from Ron that Lavender was having difficulty finding a job since she had been attacked by Greyback during the battle of Hogwarts. Lavender wasn't a full werewolf, she just had some wolfish tendencies during the full moon, but apparently, that was enough for the wizarding world to be prejudice against her. Hermione had hired her immediately, and together, the two of them often campaigned for werewolf rights.

"Mr Malfoy is here to see you," Lavender said, a smirk on her face.

Hermione flushed. "Thanks, Lavender, you can send him in." She smiled at Lavender, who turned and told Draco to enter.

Draco entered the room, shutting the door to her office behind him. "Hey," he greeted, crossing the room to take her into his arms. He held her tightly as he pressed his lips against hers in greeting.

Hermione moaned into the kiss, eagerly kissing him back. She smiled warmly at him. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see my favourite witch," Draco replied before kissing her once more. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she pressed herself against him.

She returned the kiss for a few more moments before pulling away. "We should probably stop before we get carried away, love."

Draco smirked, a devious expression on his face. "I think we should get carried away, don't you think?"

Hermione's eyes widened in surprise. "Here? In my office?" She flushed, her heart racing in her chest. She removed her hands from his shoulders and placed them on his chest. "I don't know if that's such a good idea, Draco."

Draco kissed her once more, his lips moving to her neck. "You wanted to be adventurous, didn't you?" He pressed a kiss to her neck, kissing her again and again each time in a different spot. Hermione trembled in his embrace.

"I did," she admitted in a small voice.

Draco grinned, knowing that he had her convinced. "Besides, didn't I see public sex on your list?"

"This isn't exactly public, Draco," Hermione corrected him, smiling lightly.

His heated gaze met hers. "Oh, I think it is. No locked door and no silencing charm… Anyone could walk in at any given moment."

Hermione's blush deepened. "Really?"

"Really," Draco said, smirking at her. "Unless you've changed your mind about all this, love."

"Of course not!" she hurriedly protested.

"Besides, how can I resist you like this?" Draco asked, his gaze going up and down. "Your arse in that delectable skirt… your calves in those black pumps…" He let out a groan. "You have no idea what you do to me, witch."

Hermione bit her lower lip before nodding. "Okay."

"Yes," Draco hissed, his lips finding hers once more. He kissed her passionately, one of his hands wasting no time in getting up her skirt. He lightly stroked her slit through her knickers, pleased when Hermione let out a heated mewl. His lips moved to her neck, sucking and kissing the tender spot beneath her ear.

"Gods, Draco," Hermione said, letting out a breathy moan. She moved her hips, wanting more of his touch.

He chuckled in her ear as he slipped his fingers inside her knickers. "Merlin, already so wet?" Draco lightly bit her ear before kissing her fervently once more. His finger slid along her slit before moving to the small bundle of nerves at her centre. Within moments, she was gasping and writhing in his embrace, his fingers quickly working to bring her to completion. "That's it," he said, licking his lips as he watched her eyes flutter closed.

Hermione bit her lip to keep from crying out as she fell over the edge. Her grip on his shoulders tightened as she continued to gyrate her hips on his fingers. The tempo he had as he rubbed her clit didn't slow, instead, he continued on, pleasuring her as she orgasmed.

"Draco, please," she begged once she came down from her high. "Oh, gods, Draco."

"What do you want?" he asked, want in his eyes.

"You," Hermione panted. "I need you, Draco."

"More specific, love," Draco teased, a smirk on his face.

Hermione groaned. "I need you to fuck me, Draco. Fuck me hard, right now."

Draco groaned. "Bend over your desk. I want to see her delicious arse while I fuck you."

She wasted no time in turning around as Draco pulled up her skirt and pushed it over her hips, leaving her in just her knickers. Draco freed his cock from the confines of his trousers and pants, and pushing her knickers aside, he entered her.

"Fuck," Hermione hissed as her body adjusted to him. She wriggled her hips, thrusting against him. "Hard and fast, love."

Draco chuckled as he pulled out. "So long as you keep quiet." He paused. "We wouldn't want Lavender to see you like this."

"Draco!" Hermione hissed.

He thrust into her, hard and deep as he fucked her on the desk. His hands gripped her hips tightly as he pounded into her. Muffled moans filled the air as Hermione tried to keep silent, but failed. He smirked, loving the sound of her saying his name over and over as if she were begging.

"Merlin," Hermione moaned, eyes closed as she tried to hold back her orgasm. "Not going to last," she whimpered.

"Me neither," Draco admitted, giving her arse a firm slap. He watched her arse jiggle and bounce as he fucked her, the sight turning him on even more.

"Shit," she moaned, coming once more. She bit down hard on her lip to keep from crying out.

The feel of her was too much – Draco came as well, thrusting into her a few final times. Once finished, he panted, slipping out of her. With a wave of his wand, he vanished the sticky mess.

Hermione turned to face Draco, beaming. She kissed him full on the lips. "Thank you, love."

They both righted their clothing.

"How much do you want to bet Lavender heard?" Draco asked after a moment.

Flushing, Hermione shook her head. "No, we were quiet."

"Five galleons," Draco said, sticking out his hand.

"Deal," Hermione said, shaking on it.

Within moments, Draco was five galleons richer.