Dracoandhermionegetiton

Hermione glanced around the library. She was alone. As ever. Ron was off snogging Lavender. Hermione told herself she could care less. She even thought she would believe this one of these days.

Maybe if she just said she didn't care- if she made it her mantra- she would eventually believe herself.

Harry was off with Ginny.

But Hermione wasn't lonely. No. She was surrounded by her books. Her books would never leave her. They would never suck Lavender Brown's face off. They would never replace her with Ginny. She could count on them, her old friends the books.

"Stop being pathetic!" She told herself.

The library was quiet today. The day had started off brightly, but turned gray around midday and rain was scattered along the sprawling green lawns that surrounded Hogwarts. Everyone was in their common rooms or in dark, secluded corners doing things they couldn't do in public.

Hermione told herself she would enjoy this small moment of peace. She took a deep breath and continued working on Professor Snape's essay. She was nearly finished.

She heard a shuffling sound from the shelves behind her and turned around to find a pair of steel grey eyes peering at her through the spaces in the shelves.

Malfoy. Those eyes could only belong to him.

Ugh. So much for peace and quiet. What does he want anyway?

"I can see you, Malfoy." Hermione said tersely. She heard what sounded like a curse escape Draco's lips. He moved from behind the shelves. He walked towards her and sat in the seat closest to her. She shifted somewhat uncomfortably. He stared at her for a second before she broke the silence.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" She snapped. Why is he staring at me like a gormless idiot? It's unnerving.

A slow grin spread across his face.

"Nothing. I was just in the library studying. No need to snap at little old me." He purred. She narrowed her eyes at him.

"What's with you?" She asked suspiciously. He leaned over the table, his face close to hers. She could feel his warm breath.

"I thought you could use a little company." He said seductively. Hermione snorted.

"Oh, really? And why would you think that?" She chuckled sarcastically.

"Weaselbee is off being taught all sorts of naughty things by that Brown girl, and Scarface is off with the Weasel girl." Draco said calmly, staring into Hermione's big brown eyes, which were now glinting angrily.

"I see. And so you think that means that I'm in need of your company, Malfoy?" She whispered, her eyes dangerously angry. "Out of everyone I know you think you should be the one to keep me company?"

Draco smiled, his eyes twinkling. "I thought maybe we could have a repeat of last time." He said softly, his words creating a warmth in Hermione she didn't want to feel again.

Images flashed through her mind of the last time they were alone: Soft lips her neck, strong arms around her waist. Long, slender fingers trailing down her body and into her most intimate parts. Her body alive, warm, and glistening with their pleasurable efforts.

His hot breath against her ear whispering her name. Hermione.

No. That was a one time thing. They both felt down at the time, sorry for themselves. All they wanted was a quick fuck. A release. Nothing more… or so she thought.

"Fuck off, Malfoy." Hermione said softly.

"God, I love when you swear. It's such a turn on." Draco moved closer to Hermione. She glared at him, but said nothing. "The thing is Granger, you rather like me. You just don't want to admit it."

"Ha!" Hermione snorted. "You're ridiculous, Malfoy. To you, I'm just another conquest. Another warm body. You could care less for me."

Before she knew it, Draco's lips her pressed hard against hers. She tried to push him off, but couldn't manage it, and after an incredibly short period, she stopped fighting. The feel of his lips against hers took her over. The warmth at her core spread through her and she found herself holding Draco tightly to her. His tongue begged for entrance into her warm mouth. She knew she shouldn't let him, but she couldn't help it.

Without breaking their kiss, Draco stood from his seat and she stood from hers. He picked her up and laid her on the large table where she was working. He lay on top of her. She could feel the lean hardness and strength of his body and she longed to see him naked. She could hardly forget how overwhelmed she was at the sight of his body the first time they'd had sex. They undressed quickly, as though by magic, and lay together with only their underwear stopping them from getting what they really wanted from each other.

Hermione could feel his erection against herself. She knew what awaited her. She remembered how full she felt when he was last inside her.

Draco kissed her on the lips, gently and unselfishly. He trailed kisses down her chin, her neck. He licked her breasts and sucked on them playfully making Hermione emit glorious sighs and moans. Oh, God, how she missed this. She hadn't realized how much.

He planted soft kisses down the length of her stomach and removed her panties smoothly and quickly. He kissed the inside of her thighs, smelled her arousal, and took her in his mouth. Hermione arched her back and cried out pleasantly. Draco loved that sound. He'd never enjoyed the sound of any girl as much as he enjoyed Hermione. She was a challenge and, yes, a warm body, but one he wanted so badly. He had thought of that night they'd slept together more often then he'd ever care to admit. He dreamed about that night, too, and woken up harder then he'd ever been before. She drove him insane, but he desired her.

He licked her wet core, nibbled at the pink bud that was her clitoris.

"Draco!" Hermione cried, grabbing the sides of the table. It was almost enough to make him come, but he moaned instead creating a vibration inside Hermione which made her cry out again.

"Oh, please, Draco. Please. I need you inside me!" She shouted. He lifted his head from between her legs.

"Come for me, first, love." He said softly. He stuck two fingers inside of her sopping wet pussy. She bucked against his legs and moaned. He played with her clit and he felt her walls tighten around his fingers. He added another and pumped her hard.

"Oh, God! I'm coming! I'm coming!" Hermione screamed. Her body shook forcefully as she rode out her orgasm. Draco entered her as she continued to shake. He thrust into her gently at first, until Hermione demanded more.

"Harder, harder!" She commanded. Draco pumped faster. He watched her breasts, those gorgeous breasts, bounce as he thrust in and out, in and out. Hermione grabbed his ass, pushing him deeper into her. She never wanted him to stop. She loved feeling him inside her. She felt complete and loved and beautiful. Draco grunted and breathed quickly. She opened herself wider allowing him to go deeper.

Then he hit her spot.

"Yes! That's it!" She cried. He plunged in and out harder, faster, deeper as Hermione screamed his name over and over. The table shook threateningly as though it would break. She came hard, her body rocked with the force of her orgasm and Draco came with her.

The two of them were drenched with sweat and high as kites. Their loud breathing was all that could be heard in the library. Draco looked down at Hermione. Her eyes twinkled, a gorgeous flush was on her body. She looked so beautiful. She smiled up at him and he kissed her long and deep. He wanted to be inside her for as long as possible.

After a time Hermione spoke. She looked into Draco's eyes.

"We should probably get dressed." She said.

"Right." Draco said, though he made no effort to remove himself from inside her. She kissed him gently.

"Come on, Draco." She said softly. With a sigh, he removed himself and, with the help of their wands, they cleaned themselves off and dressed in silence.

Hermione gathered her things as Draco watched her and they made their way towards the library exit.

"We should make this a habit." Draco said before opening the door. Hermione turned around and (with a wicked smile that made Draco's heart skip a beat) said playfully,

"Fuck off, Malfoy."

Draco grinned at her. She winked at him before disappearing down the corridor.

My first Dramione fic. It was written in a hurry, which I'm sure is evident, but I had fun with it. Enjoy!

Draco woke up. He smiled into the face that was so close to his. Her pretty face only seemed truly relaxed only in sleep. She breathed in and out evenly. Draco watched her. She was still naked from last night. No longer able to resist Draco ran a thin, long finger down the length of her body. Hermione moaned and opened her eyes.

"Good morning, love." Drac smiled. Hermione smiled back, her warm brown eyes twinkling.

"Good morning." She purred. Draco brought Hermione closer to him until she was flush with his body. He kissed the tip of her nicely shaped nose. She caught his lips in hers coaxing him into a warm kiss.

Draco felt his cock twitch as her tongue entered his mouth, exploring the warmth. Draco smiled despite himself. Hermione always did like being in charge. Just as he thought his, Hermione began sucking on his tongue. Draco's penis began to harden. He wanted nothing more than to be inside her, but all in good time. Hermione released his tongue. Hermione lay on her back. He sucked on her bottom lip and made his way down, kissing her chin, licking the pretty hollow at her throart. He made his way down her breasts. Hermione breathed harder and moaned softly. The very sound of her moaning made Draco want to come right then and there.

Instead, Draco took one of her breasts in his mouth, enjoying it's warmth and softness.

"Draco." Hermione breathed. He licked around Hermione's areola and flicked her erect nipple with his tongue.

"Oh, God." Hermione gasped. Draco switched to her other breast and paid it equal attention. He kissed down between her full breasts, to her taut stomach. Hermione opened her legs a little anticipating what came next.

With one hand, Draco kneaded and played with Hermione's breasts, while his other hand played with her clit. He rubbed the swollen bud in slow circles. Hermione closed her eyes and breathed faster. Draco was mesmerized by the rise and fall of her lovely breasts. Herione was soaking wet. Draco removed his hand from her breasts and slowly inserted two finges in her wet entrance, pumping them in and out.

Hermione gasped and writhed, wriggling against his hand desperately.

"Oh, Draco! Oh! Oh!" She moaned. He stuck another finger in and pumped faster, his other hand he used to roll her clit in his long, thin fingers. He relished in Hermione's wetness.

"Oh, God! Draco! Yes! Yes!" She screamed. Draco flet her walls tighten around his fingers as she came.

"Oh, Draco. Draco." She gasped between breaths, still high off her orgasm. Draco stuck is fingers in his mouth, tasting her. He lay on top of Hermione and kissed her. She could taste herself on his soft lips.

She ran her fingers through Draco's platinum locks, deepening their kiss. She loved the taste of herself. She could feel his erection against her wet pussy and opened her legs to him.

"Please, Draco." She whispered in his ear when they broke their kiss. Her breath against his ear, so sweet and soft, was enough for him. He teased her slightly, the tip of his cock pressing against her dripping wet slit again and again.

"Oh, Draco! Please!" Hermione begged, her lovely brown eyes full of lust.

"What is it, love? What do you need?" He asked quietly, his eyes locked on hers.

"Fuck me, Draco. Fuck me hard." Hermione whispered intensly. "I want you to make me scream."

Draco moaned.

"I can do that." He breathed. Hermione opened her legs wider. He slid himself into her glistening pussy. She was so ready for him. Her eyes opened wide as he entered her and she moaned happily. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he thrust into her. She wanted a good, hard fuck, and she was going to get it.

"Oh, God1 Draco! Ah! Ah!" Hermione groaned. Draco continued slamming into her forcefully, filling her with his thick cock. She was so tight.

"Harder, Draco! Yes!" Hermione yelled. "Fuck me!"

She moved her legs from around Draco's waist and placed one leg over his shoulder and held her other leg by her ankle.

Draco began pumping into her again. He felt himself going deeper with Hermione spread so wide. He held her by her waist. The bed shook with his force and the room filled with the sounds of their sex.

"Fuck me! Fuck me, Draco!" Hermione screamed. "I'm––I'm coming!" Draco came, too. Loudly. He filled her with his seed and stayed inside her as they rode the wave of their orgasms. They were both glistening with sweat. They smiled at one another.

"Oh, Draco." Hermione breathed touching the side of his beautiful face with her warm hand. "What a lovely way to wake up."

"Isn't it, though?" Draco whispered in her ear. Hermione giggled as he nibbled her ear playfully. She could feel him harden inside her.

"Another round?" He asked huskily, staring into those beautiful brown eyes he loved so dearly. Hermione smiled and nodded eagerly.