Hermione walked back to the Head Boy and Girl compartment with a grin on her face. Her situation with Ron was perfect for her NEWT taking school year; she gets the release and pleasure of sex, without the complications of feelings or fights with her friends. She began to fantasize about Ron coming to visit her in her private room, her personal bathroom, the rumored extra large bathtub…
"Granger, guess I shouldn't be surprised, only you would have luggage decorated with pictures of books" Draco Malfoy was sitting in the Head Student compartment, lounging casually facing the doorway with his feet up on the bench, a book in his lap.
"Malfoy, you know this compartment is only for the Head Boy and Head Girl. I'm not surprised there is no one else that wants to sit with you, but please do try. You really can't be in here."
"Oh but I can, you see Granger, I've been made Head Boy." Malfoy grinned at her. "Wow, that face is exactly as I imagined it, pure shock and disgust. It suits you Granger." His eyes moved from her face down the length of her body, and he whistled lowly, "Speaking of things that suit you, I'm a big fan of the new look." He stood up, placing his book behind him on the bench and moved towards her. "Very sexy librarian" he smirked as his hand reached towards her. She flinched away from him, uncomfortable with here the conversation was going. "Relax Granger, I was just going to warn you, next time you have a quickie on the train, do make sure to button your top correctly afterwards. Someone might get the wrong idea." He smirked again, pointing towards her shirt which was done up two buttons off.
Hermione blushed heavily, her mind racing to find an excuse, "I…uh Malfoy you have got the wrong…It's not…It's completely inappropriate."
"You're right, it is completely inappropriate for you to fool around on the train before students arrive. However, I'll overlook your misbehavior just this once." Malfoy grinned and slid back onto his bench. "Just something to think about Granger, but if it was me you had been with, I'd had never let you leave the compartment with your shirt done up wrong. Or with your skirt twisted round like that." He raised his eyebrows and laughed as Hermione flushed again and hurried to right her skirt.
She tried to quickly and inconspicuously undo her buttons to get them properly done up. Malfoy stared at her unembarrassed as she went, eyes on her chest, his smile gone and lust in his eyes. She remembered her lack of bra and quickly turned to face away from him, hoping he hadn't been able to see anything. Her nipples grew hard at the thought, a sensation that wasn't helped by the tightness of her top and the way it moved against her aching tips as she turned back towards him and sat down. Why should Malfoy seeing her naked make her so excited? She decided it was just her still turned on from her session with Ron and focused on thinking about non-sexual things, attempting to stop her nipples betraying her arousal and the warmth she could feel starting to grow in her cunt.
Malfoy knew it was rude to stare, but he couldn't draw his eyes away as Hermione began to unbutton her top right in front of him. 'What is she doing?' He thought to himself, his pulse speeding up. 'Redoing her buttons, that's all' he told himself, but he felt himself gasp and a rush of blood to his cock as he caught a glimpse of bare breast as her shirt came undone. He guessed she had no idea that her nipple was clearly exposed as she struggled to redo her buttons, but it wasn't like he was going to warn her, he was enjoying the sight too much for that. She caught his eyes staring at her and her face flushed as she turned around.
When she turned back to him, her shirt was done up the right way, but he could see her nipples clearly through her top. They were hard bumps straining against the white material, and he felt another rush of blood to his groin as a small groan escaped his lips. His mind filled with images of Granger with her top undone, writhing beneath him as he thrust into her again and again, those taut nipples hard as rocks against his chest as he pressed into her. She spoke and interrupted his fantasy.
"If it was you I had been with Malfoy, my shirt would never have been unbuttoned in the first place" she tried to get the conversation going again, anything to cut through the unbearable tension that had built between them, his eyes on her chest as she felt another jolt of pleasure to her cunt. She crossed her legs and smoothed her skirt.
"You're right Granger," Malfoy coughed and shook his head slightly to clear it. "I would have just ripped off the shirt, those are too lovely to wait for buttons" He nodded towards her breasts.
Hermione's jaw dropped, shocked at what Malfoy had said. She told herself that this was probably just a new way for him to torture her, now that he was no longer a blood purist. Although she had to admit, she rather enjoyed this type of torture. Her nipples were still stiff, pressed against her shirt and she felt herself get wet as Malfoy licked his lips as he stared at her breasts. 'Well Malfoy,' she thought to herself, 'two can play at this game.'
"I don't know," Hermione countered, "I like to take my time. Half the fun is in the anticipation, the build up. A little foreplay never hurt anyone, don't you agree?" She bit her lip slightly and leaned forward onto her knees, feeling her breasts push together and knowing that Malfoy had a clear view of all she had to offer.
Malfoy smiled as he enjoyed her new position. He stared at her exposed cleavage, imagining how it would feel to get his cock between her supple breasts, or to watch Hermione touch and tease her nipples as he ate her out. But there was time for fantasizing later. He wanted to get back to their game. "Certain buttons deserve more attention than others Granger," He grinned at her, "Why waste my time on a shirt when there's one between your legs that is so much more fun."
Hermione's mouth fell open for a second time, unsure of how to respond. She could feel that this conversation was headed in a dangerous direction and decided it was high time it ended. Just because he had apologized her for the way he had treated her in the past didn't mean she forgot how cruel he could be. "Malfoy, you will never know just how much fun it is" She gave him a wink, "It's too bad really, if you were such an arse, we would be having a very different train ride." He raised his eyebrows at her. "As it is, I've got a lot of reading to do, so I would thank you to not disturb me anymore." She reached in a bag for her latest book and immediately hid her face behind it.
Malfoy sighed and sat back on his bench, putting his own book away. He knew he could never get any reading done now. Instead he closed his eyes and leaned back. He spent the rest of the train ride fantasizing about how he was going to get into Granger's robes when they finally got to Hogwarts.