The train

Ex's and Ohh's

Disclaimer: I could wax poetic about how I wish this was mine, but I won't subject you lovely people to that.

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"You know Hermione, you seem a lot more relaxed lately" Harry seems to be in a good mood, it might be the Quiddich match won last week, Ginny clasped under his arm, or that we are on the way to the Weasley's for Christmas but the fact he managed to actually notice something about someone's mood says a lot. "I have discovered new means of de-stressing" I answer, a bit of a laugh in my voice. I don't think Harry would appreciate knowing what those methods were!

The cart lady comes and goes, the boys and Ginny gorge themselves on cauldron cakes, Bertie bots every flavour beans and chocolate frogs, whilst I make my one packet of peppermint fudge last an hour. People come and go, Neville sits with us for a bit, then returns to Hannah Abbott's carriage, who he started dating just over a month ago, Luna comes in, spouts some stuff about gibbering humdingers or wafflers or something, but looks at me like she knows I have been hiding something. She is entirely too perceptive sometimes for someone who seems so vacant... And looney. But she is good value and we have honestly become good friends. Then Malfoy sticks his head in, some sort of insult on his lips. He and Harry have toned it down a lot, but I think they enjoy insulting each other now, it has less malice anyway.

As he exits though, he gestures minutely to meet him outside in 5 minutes. Oh Merlin.

5 minutes passes slowly, but it passes, and I excuse myself citing prefect duties. I did have prefect duties, but it was the platform duties so I am exempt from train duties, but the boys won't remember that. I barely make it past the carriage window when I am caught by the wrist and hauled into the room the sweets trolly is kept in when the train isn't in motion.

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"Woah! Draco!" "what? You were looking to sexy to leave alone for the rest of the trip" he smirks into my neck, then nibbles it for good measure. "And we aren't going to be in the castle for the next 2 weeks, think about how much sex we will miss" My head falls to the side automatically to create greater space for his mouth. His tongue flicks out to lick the spot under my ear that never fails to make me moan as my nipples harden, peaking the stiff fabric of my uniform. He kisses and licks his way up my neck to my mouth and I curl my fingers into his hair, snogging madly and stumbling backwards until I am pressed against the wall.

He slides his hand up my school shirt, running his long fingers up and down my stomach, his other hand unbuttoning me from the top down. My own hands are still raking through his impossibly silky locks, trying desperately to pull him, and his marvellous mouth closer.

We pull apart with a gasp and a soft popping noise, and immediately start pulling, tugging and removing each other's clothes until I am left in just my school skirt and he is merely in his opened shirt, which is barely clinging to his shoulders. Reaching down I stroke his erection lightly, then hook my leg around his waist and guide him into my wetness.

We sink slowly into each other, my fingers digging into his back, probably leaving little half moon crescents from my nails, whilst his hands are around my waist, holding me steady. Once he is fully sheathed my head falls into the crook of his neck, shuddering out a deep breath.

Morgana that feels good. He draws out again, as smooth as he went in, and continues at this devastatingly slow pace that sets every nerve ending on fire, until I am poised to cum, but just can't get the friction to actually go over the edge. Pulling him closer and clawing my displeasure at my inability to cum he abruptly changes pace and slams into me so fast and hard that I see stars for a few seconds and my leg starts slipping off his hip. Grabbing hold of my leg to keep me up, Draco reaches back blindly, summons his wand to his hand and places a cushioning charm on the wall all in quick succession. He then hoiks up my other leg and leans me back into the cushioned wall so that I am trapped between his hard body and the somewhat soft wall behind me, with both my legs wrapped firmly around his waist. Pulling my skirt up and over my head, he flings it to the side, baring the whole of my body and letting his own shirt drop from his shoulders in the process.

Burying his face into my breasts, now at his eye level, he takes one pointed nipple into his mouth and grazes his teeth around it. I can't help but scream slightly. Merlin on a motorbike that feels good. He lifts me slightly so I can grind myself better onto the hard cock still buried deep within my pussy. The mixture of his hard cock, and wet mouth at my nipples as well as the inherent naughtiness of having sex on the school train throws me over the edge, and I cum, shuddering and hissing against him.

Laughing quietly at my plight, he lets me slide bonelessly down him, until I am once again standing on my own two feet, although somewhat shakily. "Is little miss perfect prefect being naughty again?" He smirks, stroking himself once. "Miss perfect prefect has a few more naughty tricks up her sleeves" I smirk back haughtily, then drop to my knees to lick my juices off his still magnificently hard cock. Starting from the bottom I lick a stripe up the length of his cock, then take the mushroom head just into my mouth and roll my tongue over and around it, paying special attention to the sensation underside and the hole in the tip. Cupping his balls in my small hand and rolling them around, I take as much of his cock as I can fit into my mouth, suction hard and let go with a loud pop.

Groaning lowly and fisting his hands in my unruly hair he guides my movements for a few moments then pulls me up to meet his lips, his tongue darting out to meet my lower lip in a tantalising touch before moving lower down my neck.

He makes his way slowly, kissing, liking and nipping at my skin from my neck, to each breast, paying close attention to each nipple, then slipping lower, grazing his teeth across my left hip bone as he gets onto his knees. Pulling my right leg over his shoulder, he looks up at me, his grey eyes glinting and his tongue flicks out briefly to the corner of his mouth. His long fingers dance over my hip bones and down to my left thigh, grazing up and down, not quite reaching where I want them to go. I let out a low moan and let my head fall back against the wall, when finally his fingers make it to their destination, quickly followed by his tongue. Slipping two long fingers inside me and lightly sucking my clitoris he makes me fist my hand in his hair, my other hand playing with my breasts. Simultaneously curling his fingers and humming, he sends sensations shooting thought my core that I didn't know were possible. Keening loudly, I use my grip on his hair to guide him up, practically jumping on him to once again fill myself with his beautiful cock.

Bouncing up and down in abandon, my ankles locked behind his back, we fuck as hard as we can in the limited space. His hand slips down between us so he can rub soft circles on my clit, which makes me all the more loud as I draw closer and closer to my second orgasm.

Unhooking my legs and spinning me around, he traps both of my hands behind me, using them as leverage as he thrusts into me from behind. The sudden change in position and depth tips me over the edge, and I start coming as fast as the train we are on. He continues thrusting through my orgasm, only extending its duration as my pussy flutters around his thick cock, the vibrations from the train floor not hurting one bit. Two powerful thrusts later and he is coming as well, holding me close as he fills me with his cum.

"Hmm miss prefect, seems you need to show me some more of your tricks" "oh I will, don't you worry! The thing about bookworms is that we like to study, and they don't call me the brightest witch if my age for nothing, I can retain a great deal of what I read."

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I check my reflection in the window, making sure all my uniform and hair are all in place before I slink back into our compartment where I am immediately accosted by Ron. "Was there someone making a racket a few carriages down when you were walking around being all prefect-y? We kept hearing weird noises and were wondering if it was the train or a firstie or something?"

"Ah I dunno, it must have been whilst I was at the other end" ha yeah, other end of an orgasm! Mmm the only thing that could make this train ride better would be knowing that I wouldn't have to wait a few weeks for the next go.

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A/N thank you all you wonderful people who favourited, followed reviewed and read... It was... way more than I expected to be honest xx

Anyways, as usual, review, constructively criticise, comment, whatever you like, but hints are always welcome! But enjoy either way!

Also if anyone one has any ideas for another scene in this, I would very much like ideas, I was thinking maybe Diagon Ally, back room of the twins shop? Wouldn't have to wait like they thought ;P thoughts?

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