So Hermione says Draco oh la la! OJ hey its to get Draco's attention. Woa I read over my chapters and Hermione is such a saucy minx, she really is lol I hope you like her ^^ On with the Chapter (lemons in this one) but not intercourse-Hermione is buying herself time. Im kind of reduced to typing in the early morning and late night for you all so bare with me peeps J Review Review xo
Hermione entered the castle, she noticed that Malfoy hadn't left the carriage yet. She smiled to herself, he was probably fixing himself out. The castle was ablaze of life, ghosts and people hurried the corridors in the hops of finding good seats for the night feast and grabbing any items they had packed away. She pushed through the crowd to where Professor McGonagall had the new 1st years gathered. They looked around scared as the portrait roared with laughter at their expressions. She smiled, she remembered her first year here, but she never recalled being scared she had researched Hogwarts history, layout and teachers and so she prepared herself well for what she knew she would see and do there. She waved to the Professor, who nodded back.
"Professor, I was told to report to you about the Prefect's passwords for our rooms," explained Hermione. The professor scratched her head and smiled briefly.
"Yes that's right, can you look after these 1st years for a while, I'll go and gather the information off Albus?" asked Professor McGonagall. Hermione nodded and moved the group closer into the wall so that they wouldn't get hit by the on coming traffic. The first years stared at her. She had a lot of explaining to do.
"Hey I'm Hermione Granger, one of the two prefects that are the representatives of all students. If you have a problem you can report to myself or another prefect called Draco Malfoy, but please you'll probably want to come to me first," some first years laughed, "Umm so welcome to Hogwarts…over there is the Great Hall where you will have your Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner. In the morning the Owls will bring you mail or if you have your own Owl it will deliver it directly to you in person. You can send letters and parcels to anyone outside the school but it may be checked my the Ministry for anything related to "He who must not be named," Some students shivered. Hermione carried on explaining about the rules and guidelines of the school and the punishment policies for each student, the types of classes to be taken here, the teachers, the boundaries and limits and the types of clubs that one could participate in.
By the end of it the students seemed more confident, relaxed and focused on what was expected of them. Professor McGonagall returned with two slips of paper with the passwords written on it. Hermione said her leave and then carried on with her duties with assigning our representatives of each house, Ginny of Gryffindor, Luna Lovegood of Ravenclaw, Susie Smith of Hufflepuff and David Berk of Slytherin. These people were given the duty of showing the first years their own individual dormitories. After she made her way up the stairs towards the prefects rooms. There she was faced with two rooms one on either side of the corridor. One door was a glazed, crimson varnished wood and the other was a stained emerald. She slipped the piece of paper with Malfoy's password beneath the door but kept it visible so he could find it. Curiosity built in her chest, she wanted to open Draco's door to check out his new bed room but she thought better of it. "All in good time Hermione…"she thought. She turned to face her Red door with a Lion's head knocker mounted upon it. It was all very luxurious. She opened the piece of paper and checked out the password.
Scarlet Dusk
Hermione smiled and murmured her password before the door swung open. She was greeted with gold and red carpet edged with dark, cherry wooden floors. The carpet depicted pictures of roaring Lions and Roses with thorns surrounding a sword. Gryffindor's Sword? She was stunned the room was so amazing. It contained a huge Queen sized, 4-post bed with red silk curtains hanging around the side of it. She sat on the bed. It was so soft and bouncy. Running her hand over the bed sheets, the silk caressed her hand. Hermione laughed out loud in joy as she flung herself back on the bed. Comfort never felt as good as this. She removed her robe and jumper and after hanging them up she ventured around the room. She had chest of drawers and a huge wardrobe which was in a varnished cherry wood as well. Opening them she noticed the House Elves had already packed her clothes away, she had to remember to thank Dobby and his friends for their kindness and help. There was also a dark writing desk with ink pots of all different colours sitting along the top, near the side of the room where a huge window spilled light onto its surface.
She fund a door near her drawers and opening it revealed a splendid bathroom. It was huge, almost the same size of her room. The tiles where a golden marble in colour was ran towards the centre of the room, where the tiles changed colour to a silvery-white. She noticed a door as well on the other side. Curse… this was Malfoy's bathroom as well. His side was just as luxurious as hers. Her bathroom had deep red towels all heated for her shower that night while Malfoy's were a deep green. She noticed a sealed off area behind a wall where they could use the toilet in private and a huge rectangular shaped pit in the centre of the bathroom, with taps running along one side. The baths big enough? Hermione smiled and ran a few taps, which released bubble bath and hot steamy water. She began to strip down until she was in her underwear when she heard movement in the opposite room. Obliviously Malfoy had gotten the password OK. She removed her hair clip and her delicate, curled hair dropped and hugged around her shoulders.
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Draco studied his room and furniture. Almost as good as home. He felt sticky and tired and a hot bath or shower would do him some good. So after stripping down and wrapping a towel around his waist, he walked towards the bathroom door. He stopped short as he heard Hermione humming to herself inside. Her voice was like tempting a dog with a bone and like that he was drawn to it.
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Hermione had silently fought with her bra clasp for almost 5 minutes but she was sure it had caught onto the fabric and was stuck. She felt a chill and a heard a door close. She spun around and came face to face with Malfoy. He smirked at her.
"Hurry Granger or I'll claim your bath."
"Up yours Malfoy, I ran that bath and I'm going to get it," she was getting pissed off now with her bra clasp, "Have you got scissors or something?" she snapped.
Draco laughed, "No Granger I don't but if you ask nicely I might help you." Hermione sighed and moved her hair from her face. She turned to face Malfoy.
"Please Malfoy just unhook it?" asked Hermione annoyed. Draco made his way over to her. She took in his psychic and her knees started to weaken. He laid a hand on her waist and she turned around slowly. He ran his hand past her stomach, up her side and over her shoulder. He applied pressure there with the same hand whilst the other undid the clasp. Hermione's mind was swimming. She felt weak as if she couldn't move away from him. She closed her eyes as he began to massage her. Her shoulders felt tense and hard but were relaxed and easy after.
"Granger? Granger?" Draco called. Hermione woke up startled.
"Why did you stop?" asked Hermione seductively. Draco walked away and slipped into the bath. He removed his towel after and soaked his face, the steam relaxing him.
"Care to join me?" asked Draco.
"Well it was my bath," replied Hermione removing her bra quite confidentially, startling Draco at this gesture. He didn't know whether to look away or not but did when Hermione gave him a direct look when she was taking off her pants. Draco laughed to himself. He heard Hermione slip into the bath and he turned to face her. Her back was to him. He could make out sexy freckles randomly on her back. The tanned colour seemed darker against the white foam. She took a deep breathe and went under. Draco felt something at his legs. A finger running up his thigh and a hand grazing his stomach. Hermione resurfaced. Draco stared into her eyes, was it safe to go any further with this? Could he survive the torment of another kiss?
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A smell so attractive filled her nose and mind. It wasn't the foam or bubble bath but was it Malfoy? She moved closer and leaned towards his neck. Running her tongue along his skin, it tasted bliss. She wanted to taste more and began to have a monstrous urge in the pit of her stomach. Taking Malfoy's hands she placed one on her breast and took the other to her face. She placed one of his fingers in her mouth, it tasted so good, she wanted to bite and draw blood from it. Suddenly her jaw felt sore.
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His hand was on her breast he could feel her heart beat racing and each beat brought his mouth closer and closer.
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Hermione's jaw was pounding and the monstrous urge was increasing. Draco's mouth was on her breast now, sucking hard and long, she felt so horny she couldn't believe the effect he had on her. She sucked on Malfoy's finger over and over again. She knew he was growing hard with every sucking motion and she knew he was fantasising about what she could do below. She wanted to bite his finger…just one bite…a little nick.
Her tooth scrapped his finger, blood leaked out into her mouth. It was sweet tasting, the flavour she couldn't place. She began to suck.
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Draco's finger stung, had she bitten it? Her breast smelt like honey and her skin tasted on it. He bit her gently and nibbled on her nipple. She moaned out in delight. Honey filled his mouth, he couldn't get enough. Every time he swallowed, he felt empowered with strength and lust.
Realising what he was doing, he pulled up and pushed Hermione away. She stared shocked at his gesture. Were they sucking and drinking each others blood? Wasn't that slight cannibalistic?
"What's wrong?" asked Hermione. Draco stared at her, the bite mark on her nipple remained there and his blood dripped off his finger.
"Granger we were drinking each other's blood..."he paused, mind racing to find why they had done what they did.
"Oh goodness so we did!" exclaimed Hermione, "How did that come about?"
"You don't remember either?"
"No…wait I felt something.. A feeling I think…"
"Same…"
"How would you explain it?"
"I dunno I wanted to have you in my mouth… then I wanted to bite you and taste you, was that the same as you?" asked Draco. Hermione nodded, "Could it just have been crazy hormones?"
"I don't know… possibly… highly unlikely though," replied Hermione. She moaned, "I'm so horny, I better cool down."
Draco laughed, "Effected you have I?" He moved closer. Hermione's breathing went quick again, could they get further this time? All the way? She wanted her walls to close around his member and not just his fingers this time. She dashed out of the bath, bubbles hiding her private areas and smiled seductively as she went to open his room door.
"Oi your not allowed in there," smirked Draco climbing out after her. She opened his door and was greeted with emerald and olive colours, his bed was exactly the same as hers apart from the green silk bed sheets. She sat down still wet from the bath. Draco crossed the room to her and pushing her down with a passionate kiss. Hermione kissed back, the sweet taste filled her mouth again. Their hands ran everywhere, fingers entwined in each others hair. Hermione hips bucked against Draco's and he rolled his eyes in pleasure. They both reached down with one hand each, wanting contact with each others sensitive areas. Hermione's fingers reached Draco's head, he took in a sharp inhale of breathe at the gesture. Draco reached for her clit, and with two fingers together he rubbed deep against her soft spot. Hermione groaned out loud as she began to pump Draco's member with gradual speed. They moved harder and faster. A light layer of sweat was building on their skins. Hermione was close, she arched her hips for a more deeper contact, barely minutes away from her climax. Draco shuddered, his member was pulsing hard and Hermione's grip was firm and tight, restricting the blood flow, making him harder.
Hermione moaned out. Draco's mind was swimming with her words, "mhm…mhm… God Malfoy… harder… ahhh…please don't stop… yes yes yes yesss." He was so close to coming, removing her hand, he lay on top of her and grinding his member hard into her spot. She gripped on to his hair and bucked madly against his pelvis. They were coming. Sweat coated them, Hermione screamed out and Draco moaned hard. Ecstasy blessed upon them. Their voices were together: "Draco! Draco!" "Hermione oh god Hermione!" Coming together, they fell back weak and exhausted.
Silent for half a hour, all that could be heard was their heavy breathing. Hermione seemed asleep, Draco smiled, she looked so beautiful. What?! What was he thinking, Yeh she was pretty but only pretty enough for sex and nothing else….right? Crap what should he do now? Sleep now with her or would she been outraged that he slept beside her? He decided that he would carry her to her bed and allow her to wake up in her own time. So lifting a precious sleeping angel, he returned her to her room and tucked her in bed.