Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and make no money from the writing of this fiction.
Words: 388
Warnings: Mild language, kissing
A/N: Written for the LJ-Community sortinghatdrabs, prompt: this is all but a dream.
She had breasts. That had been the first thing he noticed when she had entered the dining room at Malfoy Manor. He particularly liked the way they bounced slightly when she was laughing. They lured him and made him unable to look away. Long gone was the bushy haired little girl he once met at Flourish & Blotts.
Hermione Granger.
In his home. Enjoying herself. Laughing with his son – her former arch nemesis – at their jokes. And he didn´t get half of them. How unnerving. He was degraded as a spectator as it seemed. But he had to confess he was intrigued by her; her intelligence, her knowledge and her breasts.
The problem was, he didn´t know how to behave around her. She made him feel insecure, although he´d never admit that. Of course, as a pureblood, he knew etiquette by heart. But there weren´t any rules that stated how to treat someone you tried to kill multiple times. He allowed himself to briefly close his eyes. This was a nightmare. A terrible nightmare.
He didn´t know how it happened, but the next second Hermione was sitting in his lap. She bend forward and their lips barely touched. Soon he deepened the kiss, exploring her mouth and enjoying the feeling of her body against his. At least until someone nudged him.
The delicious taste of her faded slowly as he opened his eyes reluctantly.
"I is wishing you a good morning, Master.", his personal house-elf, Dippy, greeted him, "I is coming to remind Master of his brunch date with Young Master Draco. Master is already late.", Dippy informed him, looking afraid.
"Do tell my son that I´ll be joining him soon.", he replied, somewhat disturbed to have overslept. But what had he just dreamt? Kissing a mudblood and enjoying it? How disgusting. A sneer occurred on his face just at this thought. He really did have strange dreams lately, but lusting after a mudblood topped it all.
Draco was speaking highly of his new co-worker and Lucius was intrigued to meet an actual competent ministry official. That´s why he had invited them both to brunch.
He stopped dead in his tracks as he arrived at the dining room. Sitting opposite of Draco was Hermione Granger. He glanced at her. Damn. She had breasts.