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Night 14

I walk down to the old abandoned classroom, excited and very nervous. My stomach is in knots and I don't think I can walk any faster without it becoming running. I get to get back at Parkinson, who is a bloody wench, and Malfoy, for teasing the hell out of me for 2 weeks.

I walk into the classroom to see Malfoy already there. He's looking into a cauldron. I guess that's where the Polyjuice potion is in. "Hey, I'm here." I say, shutting the door and casting a locking spell.

Malfoy looks over at me. He frowns. "Why aren't you in "your" Slytherin clothing?" he asks.

I mentally smirk but I keep a straight face. Part one of my payback. "I figured it would be a bit suspicious if I was walking around in Slytherin clothing, so I decided to wait." I say.

He nods. "Good thinking, Granger." he says. I pull out the clothes and I begin to take off my robe. His jaw drops. "Your going to do it here!"

I look at him and smirk. I take off my tie. "What's wrong with right here? It doesn't bother you, does it?" I taunt, now starting to unbutton my shirt. Even though I'm starting at the bottom, I can see in his face, he's getting uneasy.

His eyes haven't left my hands. I'm reaching closer to the top and I see that his chest is now noticeably rising and falling. I finally reach my destination and pull off the shirt. I set my shirt on my robe and grab Parkinson's shirt. Malfoy's eyes are glazed over. I bite my lower lip and I look down his body. What I see makes me start to feel unconvertible. Malfoy's got an erection.

I quickly put on Parkinson's shirt, my face red. I button it up and grab her tie. Ok, calm down girl. It's alright. Don't panic. That just means your plan is working. I look down and groan. Partly from being aroused and partly of the realization that I still have to change skirts. I look down at my feet. I can still feel Malfoy's eyes on me. I unzip my skirt and slip it off.

I hear Malfoy softly groan.

I stop what I'm doing and look up. He's walking towards me and I quickly pull up Parkinson's skirt. I zip it up but it doesn't stop Malfoy from lifting up the front of my skirt and seeing my panties some more. I push him away, softly. He doesn't move nor does he stop looking down. My breathing increases and my stomach is doing flip flops.

"Green and lacy? Hermione Granger wears green, lacy panties?" he breathes into my ear, huskily.

I back away and smooth down the skirt. It's really tight around my waist. I always thought I was skinny! "W-When am I meeting up with Lennon?" I ask, trying to release the tension in-between us.

He looks down at my watch. "In a few minutes. Oh and your meeting him in the same spot him and Pansy go." he says. He grabs my wrist and takes off my watch. He slips it into his pocket. "We can't take a chance that he notices your watch."

I nod. "Yeah." I say, quietly. I'm so freaking aroused that I can't even think of words right now! What the bloody hell did he do to me!

We walk over to the potion and he grins. "Oh, Granger, I must say; you look good in Slytherin robes. You look good in green." he says, pouring the goopy liquid into a cup. He hands it to me.

"Thanks?"

I hold my nose and tilt my head back. I down the potion in 5 seconds flat. I make disgusted noises. "Blegh! That is so grotesque!" I yell. My stomach begins to gurgle and I feel like I'm going to vomit. I collapse to my knees and close my eyes. Keep it down!

Then I have the familiar feeling of changing flow through my body. I look at my hands. Not furry, but my nails are longer. My brown curly hair that's in my face changes to straight black hair. I feel my waist become skinner and the skirt is not cutting into me anymore. My legs feel like their growing longer too. When I don't feel strange anymore, I stand up. Hey! I'm almost as tall as Malfoy now! Wow, is she really that tall?

I look up at Malfoy and his eyes are wide and in shock. "Oh Merlin, I must be horrific."

He shakes his head. "You need to sound more like Pansy." he says.

I stand there a moment and try to imagine how she talks. "Is this it, Malfoy?" I ask.

"Call me Draco in that voice."

"Ok, is this is…Draco?" I ask in the same voice, but I say his name more sexily.

He closes his eyes and bites his lower lip. "Yeah. That's it." he says and sighs. His eyes open and pushes me out into the hallway. "Meet me back here and tell me all about it." he says and shuts the door.

I huff and stomp off down the hall. I see Zabini and he waves at me. "Oy, Pansy! Come here!" he says. I tense. Here goes nothing. I walk over to him and stand in front of the dark haired boy. I stand awkwardly and he looks at me strangely. "You ok?"

I nod. "Yeah. What's up?" I ask, trying my best to keep the voice I have.

"Draco's acting weird." he says.

I raise an eyebrow. "How so?" I ask, curious.

"Well he's never in the dungeons at night anymore and he's constantly blabbing on about that mudblood Granger." he says.

I keep a straight face but on the inside, I'm bursting with confusion and…happiness? "Maybe he's just in revenge mode or something." I say.

Zabini shakes his head. "I don't think so. I think he's got a thing for her." he says. A THING!

"Blaize, I think your bloody crazy. Now if you excuse me, I need to go." I snap and walk down the hall.

"Oh! Watch out for Mudblood! She's everywhere it seems." he jokes. Oh that's right. I caught her with Lennon. I mentally smirk.

I turn around. "Sod off!" I growl and I run down the hall.

Damnit Zabini! My potions going to wear off soon! I run down to the classroom and walk in. I see Lennon sitting on the dusty tabletop. "I wasn't expecting you!" he says, his eyes wide and a smile forming onto his face.

I force a smile. "Who where you expecting?" I ask.

"Your buddy, Malfoy." he says, unhappily.

"Draco?" I ask, raising an eyebrow trying to pretend curious. I hate to say it, I could care less.

He nods. "The arsehole wants to kick my arse!" he growls.

I shake my head. "He won't kick your arse." I inform. But I'm going to kick your arse, emotionally. He hops off the table and walks over to me. He leans over, his face getting closer to mine. Oy! No way, mate! I press against his shoulders. "Len, don't." I whisper, my eyes half open. Boy, I've seen too many sappy muggle movies.

He looks down at my lips, lustily. "Why not?" he asks, quietly.

I sigh. Time to act. "I don't think this is going to work out." I say, not looking him in the eyes. I wonder if that's too un-Pansy. She's a bitch and that seems too nice.

He stops trying to kiss me. He stands up straight. "What?"

I look up at him, glaring. "I don't want you anymore. You don't mean a damn thing to me." I growl. "And besides, I only needed you for a shag, and you weren't even good at that!"

Lennon's eyes fill with hurt and I can tell that I've just crushed his world. I feel bad for him! I keep up my glare though. "But…I don't get it." he squeaks out.

I laugh, evilly. "What's there not to get! It's over. That means I don't want to be involved with you!" I say. Boy, he sure is taking this hard. "Which means, don't try to talk to me. Don't look at me. And most of all, don't meet up with me. I don't want to see you ever again."

He collapses to the ground and I roll my eyes. I can hear him sob. "But I love you!" he cries.

"Pathetic." I growl and walk out.

I run down the hall as fast as I can. I still have to go finish my payback with Malfoy before my potion wears off. I run back down to the Slytherin hallways. I walk once I'm in front of the classroom. I sigh and walk in.

"Draco? Are you in here?" I ask, still talking like Pansy.

He turns around and looks at me. "P-Pansy!" he asks.

"Who else would it be?"

He shakes his head. "How did you know I was in here?" he asks.

"I watched you come in here before I had to go to detention." I say and I smoothly walk over to him. "So, what are you doing in here?"

He shrugs. "Wouldn't you like to know." he says with an evil smirk.

I stand in front of him and I reach over. I grab his neck and roughly pull him in for a kiss. I slide my tongue inside his mouth and dominate the kiss. His tongue slides against mine and I feel his arms wrap around my waist. Then I feel the skirt begin to feel tight on me. Shit! I'm changing. Better speed up the pace.

He pulls me against him and he moves us towards the wall. He presses me hard against the cold bricks. I moan out in pleasure. My pussy is tingling and I'm craving something. I can't figure out what though. I reach in-between us to feel him growing hard. He groans and presses his lips against mine. I like this. I never knew this side of me ever existed. I unzip his trousers and snake my hand inside. I feel his cock and I wrap my hand around it. I squeeze it and I cause him to gasp. I feel butterflies back in my stomach.

"Merlin…"

His head rests against my shoulder and he begins to pant as I run my hand up and down the shaft. He presses his lips back against mine. His tongue is darting in and out of my mouth and he snakes a leg in-between my legs. I press myself against his thigh and begin to rub some of this ache I have away. As he kisses me, I notice that I'm shrinking.

He breaks the kiss and opens his eyes. I feel the straight hair turn frizzy and I feel my face change. "Gran-" he starts but I don't let him finish. I kiss him again and squeeze his erection. He gasps and pushes away.

"What in Merlin's name is going on!" he asks.

I look away and shrug. "Dunno."

He's looking at me, very confused. He stands there a few moments taking in what just happened. I stand there, ashamed in myself. "Are you ok?" he asks. I shake my head and sigh.

"Do you want to stop?"

I look up at him, holding my breath. I shake my head again. He pulls me back against him and I gasp. He presses his lips against mine once more, only this time, instead of it being rough and hard, it's soft and slow.

I break the kiss. "No, I want it rough. Don't go all soft on me just cause I'm-"

He shuts me up when he bends down and bites my neck. I yelp and get on my tippy toes for more. I wrap my arms around his neck and I tangle my hand in his soft, shaggy, blond hair. I feel us fall back against the wall again. His tongue flicks a few times over the bite before sucking hard on it. I gasp and my eyes roll back into my head.

His hands travel down my back to my arse. He grabs it and I yelp. I hear him snicker. I reach behind myself and pull his hands off. They travel around to the front of me. Then I feel one of his hands on my leg. I moan loudly and I feel heat flow through body.

His hand creeps up my leg, slowly and causes me to whimper. He finally lets go of the skin on my neck and looks into my eyes. His eyes are dark and filled with desire. "I want in." he breathes, huskily.

I look up at him, panting and confused. Then I felt his hand slip into my panties. I yelp in shock. I want to come up with something witty to say, but my mind feels like it's become a puddle of mush. "Ok" is the only thing I can think of to say.

I feel two fingers rub the lips of my pussy before spreading them to rub my clit with his thumb. "Malfoy!" I yell out in passion.

"Draco. Please call me Draco."

I nod and I hold onto him tightly. My legs feel like their about to give out. Then he moves his hand down to my opening and I feel a finger slip inside. I hiss. I see his neck and I bite down onto it.

"New to even this, huh?"

I nod.

"Want me to stop?"

"No. Just…be easy with it."

He nods and moves slowly. It still hurts! I bite his neck hard again. "Hermione…" he moans softly into my ear.

My name coming from his mouth like that makes my pussy twitch. I feel myself tighten around his finger. He moans again. His thumb begins to rub my clit again. I quit biting on him to moan his name against his neck. "Faster, Draco." I pant and he begins to quickly move his finger in and out of me.

His other hand slides under my shirt. Wherever his hand touches, a trail of heat is left. He slips the hand into my bra and he squeezes one of my breast. I feel my back arch and my chest presses against his. This indescribable excellent feeling washes over my body. "DRACO!" I cry out in passion as this feeling flows through my body.

My body goes limp against Mal…Draco and I begin to twitch. Oh Merlin. I think I just had my first orgasm. He lifts my chin and kisses me softly. I'm still tight around his finger. As I relax, I feel myself loosen the grip on him. He brings his finger up and I see it covered with my cum. Then he sticks it into his mouth.

My eyes widen. "Ew!" I yell in disgust.

He shakes his head. "Yum." he breathes. He noisily sucks on his finger. When he's done, he pulls his finger out, looks at it, and rubs it onto Parkinson's robe.

Then it hit me. "Um, do I-"

"Don't do it if you don't want to, Hermione."

Then I relised, he's been calling me by my first name the whole time. "You…You called me Hermione!" I say in shock, pointing at him.

He rolls his eyes. "Wouldn't it be a bit awkward to call you by your last name fingering you, let alone afterwards?"

I blush. "Sorry. It sounded weird coming from you." I say.

I look down in-between us. He's got a hard-on and I'm sure he wants me to return the favor. "Don't do it if your not ready." he says.

I sigh. "I'm sorry."

"Why!"

I look away, my cheeks turning red again. "Cause-"

"Cause you don't want to jack me off or blow me!" he asks, dumbfounded. I can't even look him in the eyes I'm so embarrassed. He lifts my chin and places a kiss on my forehead. "I wouldn't want you to anyway. Well, not now at least."

I nod. He backs away from me and without the support of Draco's body, I collapse onto the floor. I knew it was going to happen.

"Woah, are you alright?" he asks. I nod. He smirks. "That must have been some orgasm, huh."

Wow. At anytime now, he can stop making me blush. I stand up but my legs are still a bit rubbery. He goes into his pocket and gives me my watch. I look down at it. 2:34. My eyes widen. "Damn, it's really late!" I say.

He shrugs. "It's not like we have class tomorrow or anything." he says.

I nod. "I got to get these clothes off of me. This skirt is so tight that it hurts." I admit.

"Can I watch?"

"NO!"

"So why did you do it in front of me earlier?"

I smirk, evilly. "I was trying to get into the Parkinson attitude." I lie. Like I'm really going to tell him why.

He nods slowly and sighs. "Well hurry up. I'll put the clothes in the commons before anyone wakes up." he says.

"Turn around." I say. He does and I do the same. I quickly change. I hand him the clothes and smile. "Here you go." I say, happily. Wow. If having an orgasm makes you this giddy afterwards, then I want more!

"Thanks, Hermione. And thanks for getting rid of what's-his-name." he says.

I nod. I blush. "Uh…thanks for the…um…" I stammer.

He begins to laugh. "Please." he says before leaning down and kissing me. "The pleasure was all mine."

He walks out of the room with this evil smile on his face. When the door shuts, I cast a silencing spell before squealing out in glee. Draco Malfoy likes me and I like him. A lot. And I don't even care.

But then it dawns on me. Wait a minute. I just helped him make Parkinson single. Now he's going to spend all of his nights with her. My heart feels like it's fallen to my feet. I feel tears fill my eyes. I just ruined my chances with Draco before I knew I had any.