Hearing Things

She swirled the cherry in her drink as she watched him.

"Come on Granger, it'll be fun."

Sure, and you'll leave me as soon as we enter, and I'll be stuck talking to the secretaries. Fun indeed. Fun like a Crucio.

Draco must have sensed her watching him, because he looked up at her standing by the bar. He gave her a quick smile, and turned back to his friends. Hermione sighed, and turned back to the ladies, and tuning back into their gossip about who was shagging whom. Scintillating stuff. She was glad however that they weren't talking about her, but it wasn't like they would while she was standing there.

"I just have to say Hermione," June began. "I'm surprised you came with Draco, here I was thinking you two were trying to keep it under wraps."

"What under wraps?" She asked, seeing them all watching her eagerly.

"Draco and yourself of course!" She smiled.

"What! Draco and me? There is nothing going on there," she laughed. "We are just friends, if we are even that."

"That's not what I heard," another said quietly.

"What did you hear?" Hermione snapped.

"I overheard Karl and Blaise discussing you two," she leaned in close. "According to Blaise, who heard it from Draco, you two, are very close."

"How close?" She demanded.

She just smiled, and gave her a little wink.

"That bastard," she turned, and saw him watching them again. She gave him a smile, she passed her glass to June. "Excuse me."

-

He was working very hard at this party, pretending to listen to what these idiots were saying, and keeping one eye on Hermione. Partly to make sure she was okay, also to make sure that no drunk losers tried anything on. It didn't hurt that she looked good this evening. A few times she had caught him looking, but she wouldn't make anything of it.

He droned out Miles talking about how the Cannons were doing this season, he had no time for that team, and dared another look. She met his gaze, and smiled at him. She then passed her glass off, and was making her way across the room to him, watching him the whole time.

"Draco," she began as she reached him. "I'm not feeling so well, do you mind taking me home?"

The wizards around him hid their surprise poorly, he managed to do it a little better. "Of course," he smiled. "See you all next week," he said, with a little extra smirk for Blaise, and his hand on her back he led her out of the party.

They hadn't bothered with coats, or jackets so as soon as they were clear of the crowd, they Apparated together to her apartment.

"Do you want a drink?" She asked, as she put her bag on the table.

"I'm fine," he said, sitting down in an armchair.

"Okay," she said, "I'll be right back."

He could hear her bustling around in the bathroom, and then saw her dash across the hall into what he could only assume was the bedroom. She came out a few minutes later, without her shoes on, and her hair loose.

"Feel better?" He asked politely.

"Oh much better," she smiled, and with a wave of her hand his arms were binded to the arms of the chair.

"Granger," he said slowly, watching her approach.

Sitting herself on his lap, her thighs on either side of his. "I think it's time we had a little chat," she said softly.

"About what?"

"I've been hearing the most interesting things about you and I for a good while now," she said, running her hands over his shoulders. "And I just discovered the source."

"Ah," he whispered, closing his eyes.

"Indeed, so you have to explain yourself, and it had better be good."

"How good?"

"Very, good."

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There will be a follow-up. I think I kind of have too...