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Chapter Five

Dragon's Seduction

The dinner plates were cleared away and, one by one, students began to filter out of the Great Hall, heading to their dormitories. Harry, Ron and Ginny were the last ones to leave, besides Hermione and Draco.

"Are you sure you'll be alright?" Harry asked, glancing at the brooding Slytherin.

"I'll be fine. I promise." Hermione smiled, a slight irritation at being asked multiple times if she was okay gnawing at her stomach.

"Okay. Goodnight." Harry whispered, kissing her cheek.

He led Ginny and Ron from the room, the other two copying Harry's actions. Hermione watched them go reluctantly. How she wished they would come back so she didn't have to be alone with Draco.

'He is hot, though. You have to admit that, Mya.' Hermia's voice rang through her mind.

Hermione groaned and pinched her nose. "I thought you had gone."

'Like I would leave my favourite bookworm all alone.' Hermia sing songed.

Hermione could almost picture her smug smirk. "Why don't you just crawl into a dark space and die."

'Only if I take you down with me.'

"Seriously, go die." Hermione snarled.

"Talking to yourself, Granger?"

Hermione whirled around to see Draco watching her with curious silver eyes.

'More than you know, cutie.'

Hermione flinched and forced a smile on her face. "Of course not. That would be insane."

Draco raised his eyebrows. "Right." He drawled.

Hermione narrowed her eyes, her hand going to her wand that was concealed in her robe pocket.

"Ah, Miss Granger, Mister Malfoy. Ready to see your new accommodation, I presume?" McGonagall said as she walked briskly over to them.

"Yes m'am." Hermione grinned at her favourite teacher.

"Suck up."

'Suck up.'

Hermione glared at Draco. She couldn't believe that both Hermia and Draco had called her a suck up at the same time. The nerve!

McGonagall led the two out of the Great Hall and up the stairs to the second floor. They stopped in front of a painting of conjoined twins, one with fair hair and one with dark. The scroll etching beneath the painting declared it to be a depiction of Gemini.

'Ironic much?' Hermia chuckled.

"The password is Silver Lion." McGonagall told them before handing them some papers. "Here are a list of duties, patrol schedules and a list of upcoming events."

"I trust you will have a good night." McGonagall finished, before walking away down the corridor, leaving the two alone.

"After you." Hermione gestured.

"Naturally." Draco replied with a hint of his old arrogance, a smirk on his face.

Hermione scowled after him. "Jerk."

'Handsome jerk though.' Hermia swooned.

"Give me a break." Hermione muttered, stalking into the common room after her fellow Head Student.

"I'm going to bed. I will see you in the morning." Hermione declared, striding across the room to the door with her name engraved on it. "Sleep well."

Draco watched her, an indifferent mask on his face. As the door shut, he let it slip.

"Goodnight, Hermione."

Time passed and it wasn't long before Hermione was fast asleep. Hermione groaned in her sleep and rolled over, nuzzling her face into her pillows. She jerked and gasped. In the dim light from the moon outside her window, her hair darkened.

Her eyes shot open, the colour so dark it was almost hard to see them in the gloom.

Hermia glanced at Hermione's alarm clock. Midnight. "Time for me to play, I think. Sorry, Mya."

Hermia slipped out of bed and glanced down at her outfit. She was wearing a large t-shirt buttoned at the front paired with a pair of sleeping shorts.

"I can make this work." She mused.

She pulled open the top buttons so more of her cleavage was showing and observed herself in the mirror.

"Perfect."

She turned from the mirror, her dark curls flicking out as she turned. She stalked towards the door and yanked it open.

"Look out, cutie. Hermia's coming to get you."

Draco was lounging in his room. He knew he had an early start, but he just couldn't sleep. Something was unsettling him. He wasn't sure what, but he just couldn't sleep comfortably in a place that he didn't belong. Of course, he didn't belong anywhere now.

He jumped at the door to his room opened.

"Granger? What are you doing here?" He snarled.

It was then he really looked at her. It must have been the lack of light, but her hair seemed a lot darker, as did her eyes. She was wearing a pair of shorts and her button up shirt was undone just enough for him to glimpse the black lacy bra under it.

"Hello, Draco." She purred.

Draco swallowed loudly. "What…What are you doing?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Hermia purred, her head tilted to the side as she observed the pureblood. "Seducing you."

She crawled onto the bed and prowled towards him. Draco gulped as she got closer and closer.

Sure, he had fantasised about something like this hundreds of times before, but it was more intimidating now it was happening.

Hermia ran her hand down his bare chest and gazed into his eyes, capturing his gaze with her own. "Kiss me." She whispered.

Draco seized his chance. He pulled her close to him and kissed her deeply, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Hermia groaned and buried her hand in his blonde locks, pulling him closer to her. "Draco."

"I've wanted this for two years, Hermione." Draco hissed as he began to kiss her neck.

"Call me, Mia." Hermia sighed.

"Mia." Draco rumbled, moving back to her lips.

After a good hour or more of kissing and making out, Hermia pulled away from him.

"Mia?" Draco looked at her confused.

"This can only happen at night. No one else must know. We must act as though there is nothing going on during the day, not even when we're alone." Hermia told him, moving to the door.

"So this will happen again?" Draco frowned.

"Of course it will. Sweet dreams, Dragon." Hermia smirked, slipping out of his room.

Draco fell back on his pillows. "You can count on that."

His eyes drifted shut and he fell asleep with a smile on his face.

Hermia, meanwhile, slipped back into her room and rebuttoned her shirt, but not before she checked for love bites. Seeing none, she climbed into bed.

"Oh, dear, sweet, innocent Mya. You have no idea how fun that was." Hermia smirked, before drifting into a peaceful sleep.

Please Read and Review. Draco honestly forgot about Hermia and put her hair and eyes down to lighting. After all, wouldn't we if our crushes came into our bedrooms late at night like one of our fantasies?