She hadn't heard from him all weekend. She was internally desperate for him to owl her. The craving of wanting to feel his skin was urgent and she contemplated sending him an owl. Then she would be transported back to Friday night. When he left her naked and alone.

Detach, move on.

When she strolled into the office Monday Morning she had held her head high. She didnt even glance his way when she walked past him and his assistant talking by the kitchen. She went straight into her office. Her confidence faltered when she closed the door and she lent against the hard wood and took a few deep breaths.

It would be fine. Get the first week out of the way. Then it would get easier.

Luckily the day went quickly with presentations and meetings to prepare for. Then at three in the afternoon...

Knock Knock

That knock.

She took a deep breath and cleared her throat. "Come in." Eyes glued to the paperwork the was scribbling on. The door creaked. She looked up for a split second just to register him, then back down to her notes.

"I'm awfully busy today." She stated. Too busy to talk.

Please don't stay and talk to me.

"I know. These just arrived." She had to look up then. A hefty pack of parchment was settled in his left hand. He moved forward and placed it down on her desk.

A small note was pinned to the files.

I'd like to take you for lunch. Tomorrow if you are free. To say thanks. The Grove at 12? Benjin Dakin.

She re-read the note over and over.

"It seems you're in demand." He said as she removed the note and started to write a response on the back. "Are you going to go?"

"Why not? It's not my expenses this time."

"Tomorrow is going to be busy." He started. "We have the Bevan meeting Thursday to plan for.."

"It's only Monday, we have plenty of time."

"Well.."

She cut him off. "I'm entitled to an hour lunch so I'm going to take it tomorrow."

He started at her until she looked down and finished her response. She heard him walk away and slam the door behind him.

Sounds great. See you then. Hermione Granger.

Detach, move on.

Benjin Dakin was young. Too young for her but he was cute. And it made Draco jealous even though he would never admit it. It was lunch and nothing more but it made her feel good. Regardless of the fact she didnt want anything to do with anyone else but one man in particular was by the by. She would go tomorrow and probably hate every second but she would smile and nod and be polite and walk back into to office after with a smile on her face.

Just to piss him off even more.

.x.

She didnt see him when she left work past six that night. He didnt come to her house, and she didn't see him all of Tuesday morning at work, that was until she walked to the floo to meet Benjin Dakin for their lunch. He was talking to one of the interns, leaning over them pretending to be interested in their paperwork. His eyes followed her from her office to the floo at the back of the room.

When she grabbed a handful of the floo powder and stepped into the fireplace he stood up and looked at her. She dropped the powder and tore her eyes away from him as she called out for the Grove restaurant.

Benjin Dakin looked even younger than she remembered. He was only four years younger than her yet he looked like he was barely in his fifth year at Hogwarts. A scarce amount of stubble graced his chin and his bright blue eyes shone with youth.

He shook her hand and kissed her on the cheek when he met her at the bar before the waitress showed them to their table. It was nice. He was a sweet guy. Very chatty, easy going. She didnt hate it as much as she was expecting.

They ordered food and some water and discussed the paperwork he had sent back yesterday. She had reviewed it but hadn't discussed any additional points with Draco yet. She was trying to avoid him after all, but knew she would have to speak to him this afternoon about it.

About twenty minutes into their lunch date a tall figure appeared at their table and cleared his throat making them turn their heads in surprise.

"Dakin." Draco held out his hand for Benjin to shake and the young man opposite her shook it with delight.

"Mr. Malfoy! It's a pleasure to see you." He said with a large smile.

"Likewise. Look, I'm sorry to interrupt. Urgent business I need to discuss with Miss Granger here. Don't mind me borrowing her for five do you?"

"Draco, can't this wait?" She said sweetly, her eyes throwing him daggers.

"I'm afraid not." He said in a muted tone. His hands were clasped behind his back and he wouldn't take his eyes off her. She smiled forcefully then placed her hands on the table looking towards Dakin.

"Please excuse me Benjin, I won't be long."

She stood up and pushed away her chair before Draco placed his hand on the small of her back and guided her past the other diners, through to the back of the restaurant then round to a large corridor that led to the toilets. She spun round, about to ask him what he wanted when he pushed open a store cupboard door and pulled her inside.

"Draco. What do you..."

She was cut off by his lips crashing onto hers and pushing her against the closed door. Her back hit the wood with a jolt and she cried out against his hard kisses. Immediately her body reacted and she felt a twinge in her stomach as his fingers stroked her thighs, toying with the hem of her skirt shuffling it up to her waist revealing her black lacy knickers.

She snapped out of the trance breaking the kiss and pushing him away. She started at him breathing heavily as she tried to pull her skirt back down, but he lunged forward at her, grabbing both of her hands and lifting them above her head, holding them by the wrists in one of his large hands.

"Draco..." She tried to protest before he kissed her hard again pushing his crotch into hers. She moaned under his kisses, melting further and further into him as his free hand moved back to her inner thigh and stroking up towards her knickers.

His kisses were urgent and he pulled his mouth away from hers and moved them to her neck. Sucking and biting and kissing whist her stroked his fingers over her now soaking wet knickers. He pulled them to the side quickly and she gasped as he pushed one of his fingers inside her. He pulled the finger out then pushed in two together.

"Fuck." She whispered as he ran his thumb up her folds and circled her clit over and over as he continued to slide his fingers in and out of her hot pussy.

Her mind was screaming for her to tell him to stop. That it shouldn't be this easy for him. That she shouldn't give over to him like this but the warmth had reached her chest and he captured her lips again massaging his tongue against hers.

He let go of her wrists and fell to his knees in front of her, burying his face into her pussy. His fingers were now curling deep inside of her, rubbing against her g-spot. He licked from his fingers inside her up her to her clit, lightly flicking his tongue back and forth over the swollen nub making her cry out loudly again.

He pushed his mouth over her clit and sucked moaning into her, sending vibrations through her body, then pushed his tongue flat against her, moving it back and forth quickly. Her insides started to twitch as he continued licking and circling and sucking over and over.

Her hands fell into his hair grabbing for support. He placed his arm over her stomach keeping her in place against the door as her knees gave way. She cried loudly once more, seeing stars as she came hard over his fingers and mouth. He waited until she stilled then pulled out his fingers slowly, licking her, lapping up her juices with his tongue as she tried to steady her breathing. He held her against the door until she managed to regain control over her legs then stood up and grabbed her face, pushing her flush into the door kissing her again deeply.

She could taste herself on his tongue and could feel his dick pressing against her stomach through his trousers. They kissed slowly until his hands moved to her waist pulling down her skirt. He stepped away from her looking at her still resting against the door. She didnt know what to do, so she waited for him.

"Better get out there, Granger."

That was it. No explanation. No reason why he had just gone down on her in the fucking store cupboard of a restaurant. The previous feeling of elation was replaced by anger.

"Fuck you." She spat, as she straightened her shirt and skirt before grabbing the door handle and storming grom the cupboard She took deep breaths for every step she took before she arrived back at the table. There she was met by Dakins smiling face. She smiled back then sat down slowly noticing their food had arrived.

"I'm sorry about that." Draco spoke softly as he reached their table only a few steps behind her.

"I hope everything is alright?" Dakin asked looking between the two of them.

"Oh everything is fine. Miss Granger here was very helpful." He smiled and held out his hand for Dakin to shake. He took it quickly. She looked up at their hands, mortified, realising that Dakin was shaking Draco's hand that had just been inside of her. The hand that had made her come. The hand that had been covered in her arousel just one minute ago. She blushed furiously and picked up her knife and fork to pick at her salad.

"See you later, Granger." He said as he walked away from the table, through the restaurant and to their floo.

Dakin, unaware as to what had just gone on in the past five minutes smiled up at her and lifted his water glass in to the air. "Cheers to a great lunch." She gave a small smile and raised her glass to his with a small chink.

She was going to kill Draco as soon as she returned to the office. So much for detaching herself. Hermione you stupid fool.