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Summary: After the banquet Hermione submits to her temptation.

Chapter 10

Tonight

Hermione did not sleep very well that night.

Mostly because her mind was full of memories of Malfoy from earlier that evening.

The way he had touched and kissed her... it had made her feel so alive.

Like all of her nerves were being zapped by a spark plug, but in a good way that felt glorious.

Of course she had thought about having sex with Malfoy in that tiny room....

Flashback of earlier that evening:

His lips skated across her chest and he nipped the side of her neck, right in the crook of it.

Hermione tightened her legs around his huge body, sunk her nails into the back of his neck and moaned loudly.

Hermione felt a buoyant feeling begining to build up in the pit of her stomach.

She never wanted him to stop what he was doing to her.

Malfoy ran his hands up and down her sides touching every surface of her body.

"M-Malfoy?" She gasped.

"Draco..." He groaned into her chest.

She gasped and closed her eyes.

Draco bit her ear lobe and tugged on it seductively.

Hermione gasped again.

"Draco... don't let this get... too far..." she begged grabbing his tie and pulling it towards her so she could flatten her chest against his.

"Mmm..." he grunted.

Hermione pulled away then and put her palms to his chest.

"Draco?"

He stopped and looked up at her.

"I'm serious. I can't."

He nodded.

"Of course. You're a virgin?"

She nodded.

His eyes danced with excitement.

Hermione sighed and pushed him away so that she could stand on the ground.

Draco held her by the waist and brought her down until her feet were flat against the floor.

They stayed standing together for a minute, their arms wrapped around the other and their eyes gazing into each others.

Finally Hermione cleared her throat and turned to walk away from him.

When she reached for the door and opened it it was suddenly slammed back shut.

Hermione looked above her head to see Draco's hand above her on the door.

She turned around to face him.

He was smirking.

He leaned into her and wrapped one hand around her chin pulling it up to him.

"When will I see you again?"

She smiled.

"You see me everyday."

"I mean like this." He clarified rubbing her hip with his other hand.

She shrugged away from him grinning.

"I don't know Draco. You'll have to catch me agaiin."

He raised one perfect eyebrow at her then reached out, grabbed her again and swiveled them around.

He pulled her to him and pressed her back against the stone wall.

"You'll break up with Blaise won't you?"

She nodded reaching up to touch his lips with her index finger.

"Come to the match tomorrow." He said next.

"I am."

"Which side will you be on?"

"Gryffindor of course. But I'll be rooting for you."

He smirked.

"Goodnight Draco."

"Goodnight."

End.

Hermione lay in her bed gnawing on her fingernails thinking about it all.

He was only a hallway and bedroom away from her, only about forty feet away.

Hermione turned on her side and looked at her clock.

It read 12:30 in the morning.

Hermione fell back on her side and stared up at her canopy and sighed.

She knew she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

Hesitantly she got up from her bed and went to her mirror to look at herself in the full mirror on the wall.

She wore a short baby blue chemise that barely reached halfway down her thighs, and flimsy bra and panties.

She reached over to her vanity and brought her brush up to her hair.

She teased it mildly and then put on a light coat of lip gloss on her lips.

With a final glance at herself, she left her room.

The hallway was dark and eery.

Hermione walked almost silently to Malfoy's bedroom door and tapped it lightly with her index finger.

There was no reply.

Hermione held her breath.

She twisted the door knob and pushed the door open silently.

Draco was standing past the vast bedroom on his balcony with his back to her.

The silk curtains attached to the open french doors that lead to the balcony billowed beautifully in the light wind.

Draco stood motionless staring up at the star studded sky with a small crystal glass next to his hand on the banister of the balcony.

He hadn't noticed her entry.

Hermione crept silenty to the french doors and watched him there for a few seconds.

His fingertips tapped lightly on the banister and he sighed twice.

Hermione, licking her lip gloss coated lips, pressed forward hesitantly until she was inches behind him.

He sensed her presence then and turned around on the spot looking livid.

But when his eyes registered her petite frame, her hair color, her eyes and face his expression changed to shock.

"Hermione?"

Hermione took the three steps between them to close the space and wrapped her arms around his huge waist.

Draco's hands wrapped securely around her cheeks and he tilted her face up to him.

"Are you ok?"

"Mmm," she groaned bowing herself against him.

"Better than ok." She rasped out.

He looked slightly taken aback then analyzed her before him.

Her hair was down in messy tumbled curls, her feet were bare and she wore a flimsy baby blue chemise.

She looked like an innocent goddess.

He hardened and groaned quietly.

Hermione pushed her face into his chest and deeply inhaled his scent.

Draco ran his hands down her arms.

Hermione suddenly did something that he had not expected in the least.

She fell to her knees.

"What the-"

Her eager little hands were already on his belt buckle trying to yank his pants to his ankles.

"Wait Hermione!"

"I want to." She whispered ripping his belt out from the belt loops and placing her small child sized hand on his member through his pants.

He gasped and groaned loudly.

Hermione grinned and unbuckled and unzipped his trousers.

Suddenly his hands were circled around her forearms and he dragged her up to him.

"You don't have to do that."

She smiled impishly.

"I don't care Draco, I just want you." She sighed.

He grinned evilly and she shivered.

"I can think of a much better way to handle this." He said dragging his hands down to her hips and waist then past her bottom, which he gripped lightly making her squeal.

Then his hands locked around the back of her thighs and he hauled her up to him.

Hermione's legs circled around his huge torso and suddenly the were kissing.

Draco walked them to his huge king sized bed and dropped her neatly onto the bed.

Hermione wantonly reached out to grab him and pull in onto her.

Draco kicked of his shoes and socks and ran his hands over the back of Hermione's thighs.

Hermione moaned and gasped as his large hands moved over her petite fragile frame.

She reached between them and began unbuttoning his shirt as he kicked off his already unbuckled and zipped pants down his legs.

Once Hermione had unbuttoned all the buttons on his shirt Draco flung the shirt off over his arms and circled his musuclar arms around her torso.

They kissed and groaned.

Draco flipped them over so that Hermione was straddling him provacatively.

Their lips continued to work against one another passionately.

Hermione knew she had definitely made the right choice in coming to him tonight.

Draco's hands shamelessly gripped and kneaded her bum.

Hermione lay across his chest still kissing until she leaned up so that they could stare at each other.

Draco's hands moved up to grip her waist and rub her soft hips.

Her chemise was bunched up around her waist leaving her thighs and panties in clear view.

Draco lightly lifted the chemise over her and tossed it to his floor.

She wore a flimsy silk baby blue bra and matching silk panties only now.

Draco groped her stomach and reached up to massage her perky breasts.

Hermione moaned and arched back pressing her center harder down on his manhood.

They both gasped.

Hermione reached behind her and unclasped her own bra.

Draco ripped it from her and tossed it alongside the chemise.

Then like a vicious untameable beast he suddenly reached between them and ripped her panties from her entirely.

The material ripped with a shredding noise and Hermione gasped.

He grinned and flipped them over again.

Hermione used her legs and toes to slide Draco's boxers down his legs while her arms wrapped around his neck and she kissed his lips.

Draco's hands hardened around her waist and flipped them over for the third time.

They were now both bare and Hermione was straddling him yet again.

They both became very silent.

Vigilantly Draco's hands around Hermione's waist lifted her up.

Hermione obeyed the guidance from his hands as she stared into his eyes.

"Do you want to do this with me?" He asked her in a hushed raspy voice.

She nodded, a glint in her eyes.

"I want to make love with you." She whispered gazing at him.

His eyes widened.

He'd never had that request before.

She looked away from his eyes and observed his body.

All the way down to his stiff manhood.

She stared in silent awe.

"Are you ready?" He asked already knowing she was from how wet she was.

She nodded.

Draco guided her back down slowly onto his hardness.

Hermione gasped frightfully.

"Hermione!?"

She clenched her jaw.

"It's going to hurt." He told her rushed.

"I know that." She gasped.

She just didn't realize how much it was going to hurt.

"Keept going." She begged.

He nodded.

He pulled her down farther, it felt amazing on his hard cock and it took all his self control not to thrust into her breaking through the barrier, but he resisted so as to not hurt her.

Hermione winced and locked her muscles up.

"Babe, you have to relax," he gasped feeling her coiling tension as irresistable temptation.

"It'll feel better for both of us."

She nodded and held her breath.

"Just do it." She cried.

"No-"

She gasped and sunk her nails into his chest.

"Oh gods!"

"Hermione!?"

She pushed herself down further, since he clearly wasn't going to do it, but horribly the pain becaming searingly worse.

Her lips flattened in a tight line to keep from screaming bloody murder.

"Hermione!" Draco gasped in pleasure.

She was so achingly sweetly tight.

Her clamping muscles drove him crazy.

He pulled her down further stretching her to the extreme and suddenly he'd filled her to the hilth and she was panting.

He looked at her and brushed her cheek.

"You alright, love?"

She nodded, but made no move to continue on.

She was adapting to him inside of her.

"Draco," she gasped.

"What is it?"

"It feels good."

He grinned and placed his finger against her clit and pressed down.

She gasped and bucked against him causing them both pleasure.

"OH! Mmmm!"

Hermione's pain was suddenly simmered down imensely.

She crushed herself down onto Draco and he groaned loudly.

She whimpered in pleasure and thrust herself forward on him and placed her hands softly on his chest.

Draco wrapped his arms around her waist and thrust up into her as she rode him softly.

The moonlight from the open french door poured down on her Draco observed.

She looked like a figmant of the imagination all while she rode him.

The room was suddenly full of the smell of sex and their moans and shouts soon consumed the room as well.

Hermmione began to ride Draco faster.

Draco light fipped them and placed his hands down on either side of her head as she thrust up into her.

Hermione's hans wrapped around his waist and she arched up to his body wantonly.

For several minutes or maybe it was hours they continued to move a mixture of harshly and tenderely together.

Draco continuing minstrations on her clit all the while.

Finally Hermione's muscles began to clamp down around Draco and they both moaned.

A sharp coil pitted in the bottom of her stomach and she began to shout out again.

Draco felt the same tightening within himself and could feel himself about ready to come.

Just when they both thought they could hold out a few seconds more they came almost at the same time.

I think I'm going to end it with one last chapter after this.

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