Hermione woke in the morning in her room. She could taste the night before on her lips. Draco, she thought as a smile spread across her lips. After Harry and Ginny had stormed off, Draco and Hermione had explored each other, hands and lips. Both didn't want to move too fast with each other. Both wanted to savour the moment their lips met. Just before they left the privacy of the self-made Arabian room, they both agreed on the course they would both take. Secrecy. With Harry and Ginny as angry as they were with Draco, both decided the result of them knowing about the two was disastrous. Getting out of bed, she couldn't help smiling. That smile lasted all day.
Across the Heads dorm, Draco had also just got up. He too had a silly grin on his face, a result of the night before. He sat in bed for a while while he woke up and thought. He and Hermione had decided to keep their budding relationship a secret. That way everything would be easier for the two. Draco had loved the night before, but he couldn't get one thought out of his head, Hermione was a muggle-born, a mudblood. His parents would disagree with this move he had made, and although he really liked Hermione, his pride tugged at the family strings – "You're a Malfoy, Malfoy's are great, they don't associate in any way with muggle-borns, its degrades them" ran through his head over and over again. He was torn between everything, his love and his family standing. Plus the secret that he carried, that he had discovered over the summer holidays, about Hermione. He had to tell her, and soon, especially after last night. Last night, it lingered on his lips, and brought a familiar feeling to his groin that was accompanied by an unfamiliar feeling in his heart, that made his knees weak over this girl.
Hermione skipped into breakfast, literally. Sitting down next to Ron and opposite Ginny and Harry, she started to fill her plate as she uttered a bliss-filled "Good morning!"
Ron muttered a good morning while battling with his bacon and losing. Harry and Ginny just sat looking at a blissfully unaware Hermione, until Ginny coughed and started.
"Hermione we are so sorry about last night. We thought Draco had changed, but he obviously hasn't and I'm sorry for putting you through all of that".
Harry then piped up. "'Mione he is such a rat and I hate him for what he did to you last night. I thought I could forgive him for what a prat he has been to us in the past, but now I just cant. So just how he wants it, we are back to enemies again."
"Yeah", Ginny spoke up, "No one does that to our friend and gets away with it."
Hermione paused and thinking about it, replied that's she agreed.
"But do you think we could forget about and go back to normal?" she questioned.
"Absolutely!" Ginny beamed to her best friend.
"That's just what I was thinking," Harry chipped in.
"Sorted!" Hermione resumed eating, and the tell-all smile returned to her face. Not that any of her friends noticed, but a certain Slytherin at across the room did.
After classes finished for the day, Hermione went to the library. She loved the library, it was the place she knew the best. She wasn't scared of the dark corners like she used to be in first year. No, now she relished the privacy and tranquillity she got from the spaces. Walking in she went to one of these such places. These places she also found out had the best books and scrolls on anything a wizard would want to know. She sat in the armchair she had pulled up to the corner and got cosy with a new book she had found.
She sat in there as the light started to dim and the library candles flickered on. Around a few corners, a figure snuck around, very quietly, not sure where they were going, but looking for a particular person. They had been searching for a while, but time didn't matter to them. They heard a page turn and followed the direction of the sound. Peering through the shelves they found what they were seeking, and snuck up on the unsuspecting soul. Standing behind the armchair and placing hands over Hermione's eyes, Hermione heard a "guess who" in her ears. A smile spread across her face.
"Draco" she muttered back as she swung around and grabbed him, and pulled him into a kiss.
Draco and Hermione sat in the corner, away from prying eyes for hours, missing dinner. They sat and read books between kisses, Draco having Hermione on his knee, his arms around her waist. She had an arm around his neck and a book in the other hand. Bending to his neck, she returned his nibbles.
"Your gonna leave marks" he said in a mock serious tone.
Hermione continued the nibbles a little harder.
"What ya gonna do about it?" she asked teasingly.
"Well…", Draco mock pondered launching a surprise attack on the girl, "I'm gonna eat you all up!" he said with his trademark smirk.
Hermione melted just before their seating was rearranged by Draco letting her down on the chair and him getting on top of her …
They kissed, Draco daringly put his hand on the bare skin beneath her shirt and moved around to hold her back so he could bring her closer to him. Hermione had her arms around his neck but soon followed his lead to have them around his waist, under his robes. Their kisses got more urgent. Draco started to take off his robe when a noise startled the two. Some brave person was wondering the library cervices at night. Night, the two looked out the window. Draco pulled his robes back on and sat his girl on his knee.
"In hungry," she whispered suggestively in his ears.
"I'm on it," he said as hands slid up her top.
"I meant for food", she giggled back.
"I know", he said back with a grin, "I just wanted to tease you".
Looking at his watch he realised it was far too late to go to the Great Hall for dinner.
"Do you wanna come back to my room and I will cook you some dinner?" he crooned in her ear.
"Yeah sounds good", she said jumping up and pulling him up.
"Right you go into your room and come into mine through the bathroom okay sweetie?" Draco asked her.
Beaming at him, she nodded and they parted.
Opening the door to her room, she snuck in and crept up the bathroom door. She slowly pulled it open. Peeking around the corner she saw Harry in the bath that was in the centre of the room. Looking like he was enjoying himself way more than he should be if he was alone, Hermione took a second look. Now she saw what she didn't want to, Ginny come up from under the bubbles and leap at Harry for a kiss. She quickly closed the door with a quiet click and shook her head, they may be her friends but it wasn't something she wanted to see. She made her way to her own bedroom door and opened to walk to Draco's room by going through the common room. But upon entering the space she found a person sitting there that wasn't before. Ron.
"How did you get in here?" Hermione asked.
"I came up to the portrait and asked to see Harry. But I guess he's in the bathroom coz he's not in his room", Ron said not even looking up from his magazine.
"Yeah I think he is too, but should be out soon", Hermione commented.
Getting up, Ron strode across the room and opened Harry's door.
"Ah fuck!" Ron yelled as he ran out of the room and dived into a couch to hide.
"I'm scarred for life!" he yelled.
Hermione chuckled and disappeared back into her room. She quickly escaped though the bathroom to Draco's room. As she guessed, Ron had found that Harry wasn't in the shower; he was in his room with Ginny after a bath and what he saw he didn't want to. Closing the door to Draco's room, she found a mouth-watering aroma.
"Took long enough to get here", Draco said looking up at her.
He was sitting at a mini bench, complete with an element and a fry pan, in which he was cooking some chicken. In a bowl beside him was a greek salad.
"Blaise got me hooked on this salad", he laughed, "fricking Italian and his Mediterranean muggle food!"
Hermione sat down next to him.
"I went to go through the bathroom but I interrupted Harry and Ginny having a little fun", she giggled.
"Again! I walked in on them the other day too," Draco said, "tisk tisk". They laughed.
"Then I walked in the common room to get to your room and Ron was in there". Draco rolled his eyes as she told the story. Draco served up there dinner and they ate in while making small talk.
After dinner Draco cleaned up using magic and sat on his bed. He beckoned Hermione over by patting the space next to him on the bed. She sat next to him.
"Sneaking around is gonna be hard", she commented to him.
"Yeah it is. You sure you wanna do it?" Draco asked seriously.
'Yeah", she nodded, "it's a turn on". Giggling, she got the response of arms wrapped around her. Arms that pulled her to his chest and her lips to his. He kissed her, she kissed back. Reclining back on the bed, she pulled herself on top of him. She had never done thus before, but with Draco it felt like she had. Everything moved slowly. Draco found his shirt coming off. Hermione stared at his toned muscular chest. She loved quidditch! Her shirt unbuttoned to reveal a black lacy bra that Draco found he liked a lot. Holding Hermione's shoulders and lifting her off his chest where she had been kissing him, he kissed her lips, then her neck, and gentry threw her on the bed next to him. He pulled himself up and crawled on top of her. Hermione giggled. He plunged himself down on her neck and her collarbone. She loved every minute of it. Her hands moved up over his torso, to every part of it. She wanted to memorise him. Draco found himself lost in her. He wanted to savour this so much. He wanted it to last forever. He peeled her shirt off her properly and let his hands lose on her body. Now it was Hermione's turn to kiss him.
The moment was perfect.
But what wasn't expected was the knock at the door. Both froze. The door slowly started to open. Draco looked at Hermione, Hermione looked at Draco. Neither moved an inch.
Well that's it for another chapter. Hope you all like this chapter! Please review! I need some feedback on the story to determine the path of my next chapter. Thanks
Meme