AN/: Hopefully you'll think this one's a good un :) x

Chapter 2 : Wank Of The Century

Draco came to his senses as he heard the running of water. Slowly, he made his way up the stairs and sat on the very top step. For a moment he wondered if what had just occurred was indeed real...eventually he concluded that it must have been, for he could never think of Granger in such a...he had to admit it ...sexy way! He also came to the decision that it must be the real Hermione Granger in the upstairs bathroom at this very moment because not only had he had all his classes with 'that' girl today but 'she' had stuck up her puny and annoying hand in every class at every possible moment. No one else is quite like Granger... and before dwelling on that thought too much, definitely not thinking about what it could possibly mean coming from him of people he became mad.

That girl knew exactly where to poke him. She made him furious but he was mainly annoyed at the state that he had allowed himself to get in. Fortunately, his dick had calmed down significantly and he had managed to close his mouth and stopped looking as though he was trying to catch flies. That's it! He thought, I cannot let her get away with this... That brilliant smirk once again appeared upon his lips.

Malfoy knew she always took forever in the shower, she was a girl but still, it annoyed him tremendously in the mornings and he knew for a fact that the sticky potions would not make it any easier for her to clean 'The Bush'...that rat's nest...the thing she called hair. Grinning, Malfoy pressed his ear to the door of the bathroom, listening intently. Oh she is going to love this, he thought, smiling to himself.

He waited about ten minutes to make sure she was definitely already in the shower. He decided it was time, so as quietly as possible Malfoy muttered "Alohomora," his mouth twitched into the beginnings of a smile as he heard the latch click. Excitement bubbled up in the young Malfoy, knowing Hermione would notice nothing as the water drowned out most noises.

He cursed himself for unexpectedly pondering on the thought of Hermione naked, he was a man after all, pureblood or not, he knew she was still, dare he say it...not horrible looking! She's still a Gryffindork, after all, one of Potter's lap dogs. His thoughts were confirmed when he saw a very wet and obliviously naked Hermione Granger. "Oh Merlin..." he breathed, accidentally letting the words escape his lips. He couldn't help it, the sight of her was breath-taking. He got the full frontal.

In moments worth milliseconds Draco watched her wash herself for what seemed like centuries, Hermione's eyes had closed under the steaming water, as she dragged her hands down her arms, over her soapy breasts and between her legs to clean herself. The already semi-hard erection he was carrying soon became full.

Lucky she hadn't heard him, so he gathered himself up, silently getting back to what he had intended to do. Using the charm, Accio, he silently gather all her clothes that were discarded on the tiled floor, all the towels in the room and her wand off the side, as quickly and as quietly as possible, before making one last and lustful glance at her. Malfoy grinned to himself, he couldn't wait until she was done. A silent chuckle reverberated through him.

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After closing the door to the bathroom, Malfoy looked down and was reminded of the uncomfortable bulge in his pants. Sighing, "Crap." He hid all of the things he had removed from the bathroom in his room and decided that he desperately needed to relieve himself. He didn't want to miss Granger storming out of the bathroom naked but he knew she would take a while so he undid his belt buckle and flies. Now comfortably laying down on his bed he slowly got to work, only able to think of Hermione's hot sex. He imagined what she could do to him as he began to rub his length, slightly disgusted at the fact that he was wanking over Granger, of all people, but as he picked up the pace, imaging her wet bodice, covered in her jasmine shampoo, lying over him...panting, he couldn't help but think this was by far the best wank he had ever had.

Draco felt the pressure build and his balls tighten, and he soon found his release. "Holy shit!" he managed to whisper in a raspy breath. I fucking enjoyed that! Damn that filthy, little mudblood! If anyone could have heard his thoughts, they would have noticed that there was no malice in his voice, just a deep lustful want...a need rather and if anyone could have seen his facial expression, they would have noticed the heavy, half shut eyelids, not forgetting the slight but prominent curve to his lips.

AN/: It's not very long but I don't want to bore anyone. Review please x