Prompt/Title: Bookmark
Character(s): Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley
Summary: Hermione finds some questionable material on Draco's laptop.
Rating: T
Word count: 682 according to wordcounter . net
Author's notes: Part of the 20 Prompts, 20 Drabbles challenge and the Friendship Boot Camp Challenge for computer.
Thank you to my lovely beta tygermine
All drabbles are part of the same timeline but not in any particular order.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize, and maybe even some of the stuff you don't.
"Draco!"
He heard his girlfriend scream from his bedroom. It was the sort of scream that had terrified him in his school years, and he was even more scared, as it had been years since she had screamed in such a way. Lately, she screamed his name in more... lewd ways - well as lewd as one gets when all you do is snog and some light petting is involved, that is.
He walked briskly down the hall to his bedroom, trying to hold as much decorum as a Malfoy could while being scared witless. When he caught sight of her face, he instantly paled. He knew this couldn't be good. She was sitting on the bed, his laptop in front of her, and eyebrows scrunched, lips pursed. If he didn't think his life was very much in danger, he'd throw the laptop out of the way and snog her senseless.
He tried to be subtle and manoeuvre himself to the side of the room without catching her notice. He needed to know why she was angry, and the only way to do that and come out with his bollocks intact was to see what she found on his laptop that was so infuriating. He slipped out of his shoes, and slid on his socks to the side so that he could see the reflection from the mirror on the left wall of his master bedroom.
When he caught sight of the cause of her ire, he paled even more - he was almost translucent. He was just happy that the sound was muted.
That was the last time that he would listen to the Weasel, he thought. It was the only time he ever had, and this was a firm reminder of why he should always avoid it.
He raised his eyes so that he could see Hermione's face, and it appeared her anger was slowly disappearing and turning into... was that lust? He quirked his eyebrow at the possibilities. Maybe he would have to thank the Weasel.
Scratch that, he wouldn't say thanks to him even if he saved his life. And he did. Twice. And he was still waiting for the thank you card. Hermione told him to write it, so he did, but he put the post to "Hell hath Frozen." He figured Weasel would get it when the time came.
But back to the matter at hand.
Hermione's face was flushed, her cheeks reddening, sweat on her brow, scowl completely gone, and instead she was nibbling on her lower lip. Were her thighs twitching? Oh ho, this would almost bear rerouting the thank you card. Especially if this worked out in his favour.
He tread to the bed, trying to keep the attention off himself, to see what Hermione would do next. It seemed that she was consumed with the website and he just might get out of all this with his bollocks intact, and maybe even end the six months of sexual frustration. He really hoped so.
He silently casted a feather-light Charm on himself, and quietly crawled onto the far end of the bed. She gasped as he slowly reached over and grabbed the laptop out of her lap and placed it onto the nightstand.
Before she could yell at him, he quickly placed a finger to his lips to shush her and leaned in. His lips quickly replaced his finger. His tongue was massaging hers as his hands travelled along her arms down to her abdomen and lightly trailing over her clothes all over her body.
If things continued, he really would send that thank you card.
Just as he was about to reach into her shirt, she quickly grabbed his wrist.
She pushed him away slightly and looked up into his eyes, eyebrow raised, "Why was a slutty librarian site bookmarked in your browser?"
Damn that Weasley. He would have to get back at him for this. Maybe he could bookmark a dressing room sex site on his computer and hint to Pansy so she could find it!
Draco shrugged, revenge could wait.