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Chapter 33

Hermione's heart was beating in her chest. No, she wasn't going to chicken out! She was going to make Draco the one to squirm, for once! She was determined not to let her over-thinking get in the way…

She took a deep breath and turned off the water. The heat had made the whole room steamy, and the small window and mirror were fogged up.

She reached a hand out behind the curtain and groped around until she found what she was looking for: her towel. Wrapping it around herself, she pulled back the curtain, trying to seem calm and sexy. Not awkward and clumsy, like she felt. Nope.

Draco was still leaning on the sink, his arms folded in front of him. He had a slight pout on his face.

Hermione grinned. "Oh, don't be upset." She stepped over the tub. In the small room, this put them inches from each other. She moved up on her tippy-toes and gently touched her lips to his. She barely touched his skin as she moved her hands up to his face. Her nails dragged down softly, almost tickling, from his face to his neck to his chest.

She breathed against his lips. His breath sped up.

Her hands moved down, brushing the top of his towel. She moved her fingers under it slightly. Draco made an involuntary movement towards her, a small sound coming out of him. He moved his lips against hers harder, pushing against her. Hermione pushed him back against the sink gently and moved her tongue into his mouth, exploring. He groaned.

Her hands played with the rim of the towel. She moved her mouth from his lips to his jawline, moving up to his ear. She nipped gently on it.

Draco tried to move her so he could kiss her, too, but Hermione held him firm to the sink. She moved back and looked him in the eyes. "I'm in charge of things this time."

He grinned and raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

She buried her face in his neck, kissing and licking her way down. Water was dripping from his hair to his chest, and this time she did lick it off. She looked up at him as she licked up one drop after another, and he shivered.

She moved down, finally reaching the top of the towel. She moved her tongue slowly over the last bit of skin showing…

The towel dropped off and Draco was left naked. Hermione blushed furiously. No, she wasn't going to wimp out! She was going to be the sexy, sure one! Right?

She hesitantly moved lower and kissed down until she reached…well, him, for a lack of a less tacky word. She gently kissed the tip of his erection. Draco took in a deep, sharp breath.

She wanted to look up at him, but just couldn't bring herself to do it.

She slowly moved her tongue out, licking up along him. She gabbed him in one hand as she moved her mouth over part of the length of him.

He made a loud sound in between a sigh and a groan as she moved over him, her tongue caressing.

"Hermione…"

She moved up and down as far as she could. She couldn't take in most of it, so she stroked him with her hand. The sounds he was making encouraged her. She felt amazing, having the power to make him make those noises.

Her own towel slipped off, and she was left naked, kneeling in front of Draco. He couldn't take anymore; he grabbed her shoulders and moved down with her, pushing her to the ground. He kissed her roughly, frantically.

He positioned himself above her and pushed into her quickly, thrusting. Hermione gasped.

"Shit, Hermione…Your so damn…"

And that's as far as he got as they heard a loud "pop" come from, presumably, the kitchen.

Again.

Shit.

"No WAY." Draco said.

Hermione pushed at him. "We have to go see who it is."

Draco looked like he was going to argue, but seeing the pleading look on Hermione's face he moved off her.

"Damn it. It's like fuckin' midnight! Who the hell…"

"I'm sorry…" Hermione said, giving him a rushed kiss and throwing on clothing as fast as was physically possible.

He groaned and slowly stood up. He was NOT in a good mood.

Hermione was equally pissed, but was much more focused on not looking like she had just had sex with Draco on her bathroom floor. She opened and shut the door behind her and walked swiftly down the hall, brushing her hands through her wet hair.

She was halfway down the dim hallway when she saw a figure walking towards her.

"Hermione?" He asked.

She flipped on the light. Standing in her hallway was a very confused-looking Ron.

"Ron!" She was caught between being ashamed that he had shown up at the most inopportune moment and anger that he had shown up so late at night.

"What in the hell are you doing here at this hour?" Then something occurred to her. "Harry didn't…he didn't mention anything strange to you, did he? Or Ginny?"

"Why?" He asked, moving closer. "Is there something they know that I don't?" He sounded kinda pissed. Hmm. He defiantly knew something. But what?

Hermione knew that the grown-up thing to do would be to just tell Ron what was going on. To explain that she was representing Draco in court and that the two of them were a couple. But how could she come out and say that? To him? The last time she had seen him was at his brother's funeral that morning, for gods sake!

"Hermione….Harry and Ginny have been acting strange for a couple days now. Harry seems pissed about something, and mentioned he'd be visiting you tomorrow. When I asked what was going on…well…he said you might be in some trouble…"

She sighed. Crap.

"…something about Draco Malfoy. Hermione…" He came up to her, grabbing her shoulders. "Why are you helping him? Is he threatening you? Blackmail? What? Are you ok? Why hasn't anyone told me about this?"

The insinuation was clear: Why had she told Harry and Ginny and left him out of it? He sounded so sad…

Hermione didn't know what to say. If his feelings were hurt about being left out of the loop…wow, he was not going to like the rest of the story…

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So what do you all think of my sex scenes? Just wondering- are they any good? I get embarrassed writing them (Yes, I'll admit it!), and I just don't know if they totally suck (haha, pun after this last chapter) or what?

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