A/N: I'm sorry I didn't get to post thee chapter on Saturday like I usually do. I've just been pretty sick lately and I'm getting ready to go back to school in a couple of weeks so I have a lot of things to focus on. Hope you guys like this chapter. Thanks again for reading and reviewing.
"Well I am sure you are the only person who looks at me that way" he muttered as he blushed and turned away. Hermione frowned and stared at him for a moment.
"That is because you make a conscious effort to not let yourself open up to other people, so I'm sure they don't even know that there is a soft side to you, you can't blame them for that" Hermione brushed her fingers lightly down his face and turned his head back towards her. She held his face and gave him a warm grin.
"Truth or Dare" he asked her suddenly, looking for a way to change the subject and get her attentions focused other places. Hermione straightened up a little bit and narrowed her eyes at him slightly.
"Dare, I guess" she replies, steeling herself for his response.
"I dare you to kiss me already" he replied, letting a little bit of his frustration leak into his tone of voice. Hermione let out a giggle and threw herself into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and planting a big kiss on her lips. Draco smiled into their kiss and wrapped his arms around her slim body, using one of his hands to press her tighter against him. She moaned at the pressure and began to move against him in a way that Draco seemed to really enjoy.
"Truth or Dare" she mumbled into their kiss, her lips barely leaving his as she spoke.
"Dare" he replied, his voice what heavy and full of lust. He moved one hand up to the back of her head and tilted it back so that he could have a better angle as he began to move his lips from her mouth to her collar bone. Hermione let out a moan and pulled herself out of his grasp a little bit so that she could look into his eyes. His usually clear silver-grey eyes were clouded over and they looked more like a dark stormy sky.
"Take off my shirt" she breathed and Draco didn't hesitate in fulfilling her request. He quickly tugged the sweater over her head and tossed it to the floor beside them. He stared hungerly down at her breasts that were settled deliciously in an innocent looking cream bra. He cupped her gently through her bra and began leaving a trail of kissed over her jawbone and down her neck. Hermione let out another small moan and picked her wand up from the desk, casting a quick silencing charm and a locking spell. It would be easy for a teacher to break her charm, but they would at least have a bit of warning before someone burst in on them and caught them in a rather compromising position. Hermione made a note to herself to look into better locking spells. She clung to Draco as he ran his tongue over her very sensitive skin and let out a small gasp as he bit down on the spot where her shoulder met her neck.
"My turn, right?" Draco mused as he drew small circles on her back and ran his lips over her shoulder and then down lower on her breast, his bottom lip brushing against the silky fabric. Hermione bit her lip and tried to steady her breath. Somethings never changed and Draco Malfoy playing games with her seemed to be something that was bound to stick for the long run. "Truth or Dare?" he asked, how he managed to put so much authority into the way he spoke she may never know, but she was determined to figure it out in the near future.
"Dare" she said so quietly that for a second he wasn't sure that she had really spoken. She was wound tighter than a rubber band ball and it seemed as if her boyfriend was doing everything he could to get her to snap and she ran his fingers up and down her spine. His eyes burned with pleasure as he stared up her with a wicked grin plastered across his face. Hermione felt her heart speed up and hoped that he wouldn't be able to hear it.
"I want you to try something that you've never tried before" his voice was commanding but pleasant. This was the tone of voice that could convince someone to walk off a cliff and be happy about it. Was that something you learned growing up in a pure blood society? Hermione wondered to herself and then shook her head slightly to clear it. Now was certainly not the time to be wondering about her boyfriend's childhood.
"Then take off your pants" she said quickly, climbing off of his lap and standing in front of him. His hands lingered on her hips and he stared up at her, a look of confusion flashed across his face before it was replaced with one of recognition.
"Are you sure?" he asked quickly, not wanting to push her too far too fast. She nodded and unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, pushing them down her thighs. He stood up and kicked off his shoes before he unbuckled his belt and tugged his dress pants down. Their clothes landed in a pile on top of her formerly discarded sweater.
Draco grabbed her by the hips and pulled her flush against his body, crashing his lips down on hers hungerly. Hermione moved her arms around his neck and clung to him. He moved his hands behind her knees and scooped them up so that her thighs was hooked over his hips and sat her down on the edge of the desk. Hermione ran her hands down his chest before running them back up and tangling them in his hair. She tugged his head back and kissed a soft spot on his neck, sucking gently at the pressure point. Draco let out a low moan and tugged her bra off quickly, capturing her soft breast in his warm hands. He moved his hips to grind into her and was delighted when she let out a small whimper and pushed back against him.
"Will you stop teasing me already?" she cried out, running her nails down his neck and onto his shoulder.
"Whatever you want, princess" he replied grinning down at her with a smirk that gave her butterflies in her stomach. Draco tugged her panties off quickly and then removed his own underwear. He ran his thumb delicately over her sensitive nub before inserting one of his long fingers. Hermione moaned and threw her head back as he pumped in and out of her, making sure that she was ready enough for him. He smiled at how wet she was already and lined himself up to her opening.
"You sure about this?" he asked quietly, his lips brushing against her ear as he held on tightly to her hip.
"Yes, I'm sure" she replied quickly pulling his lips to hers and kissing him harshly. He kissed her back and entered her slowly, giving her a chance to adjust to his size. Hermione moaned into their kiss and wrapped her legs tighter around him, pulling him deeper into her. After a moment Draco began to slide in and out of her, picking up the pace with every thrust and gripping her hips roughly. She loved the feeling of his long fingers digging into the sensitive flesh of her hips and clung on to him, dragging her lips from his mouth to his shoulder where she bit down enough that he let out a groan of pleasure and picked up the pace. Hermione could feel the tension building up in her body and she squeezed her eyes shut, enjoying the feeling. Draco laid her back on the desk and placed one of his hands across her stomach, effectively holding her down as he continued to fuck her. A slew of curse words left her lips as he took her breast in his other hand and gave it a good squeeze.
"That is some pretty naughty language, not what I expected from you" he mentioned, leaning down and running his tongue over her chest before bringing his mouth over her sensitive skin and sucking, leaving a delicate little red mark.
"Contrary to popular belief, I'm not a saint" she moaned out, her breathing ragged. She tangled her fingers in his hair and bit her lip as she felt her climax building up. Draco gritted his teeth as he felt her tighten, knowing that he could not hold out much longer and sped up his pace. Hermione whimpered as she climaxed and Draco followed soon behind her, pulling out and spattering cum across her bare stomach. Hermione giggled breathlessly and grabbed her wand to perform a cleaning spell. Draco leaned over her, letting his bangs fall over her eyes as he grinned at her.
"That was bloody perfect" he said quietly, his heart beating fast as he stared down at her. Half an hour later they were both mostly dressed again and were laying on a blanket that Hermione kept in her bag. Her head was tucked into the crook of his shoulder and his hand came around to play with her mass of curly hair that you never seemed to be able to tame. Though the moment seemed like it was perfect, Hermione couldn't get one nagging question out of her mind and she couldn't figure out how to ask it without tearing down everything they had built.
"Hey Draco, truth or dare?" she asked eventually, figuring that if she didn't ask it now there would never be a good moment. Draco laughed quietly and she could feel it rumble through his chest.
"Well I'm spent, so I'm going to have to go with truth" his voice was light hearted and Hermione desperately did not want to ruin it, but she had to know and she was never one to chicken out.
"If everything came to a war that everyone is afraid of, what side would you be on?" her voice was strong, even though she was trembling on the inside.
"If you had asked me that a year ago I would have answered without hesitation, but things have changed for me and I no longer believe the things that I have been taught" he said darkly, the words hung in the air like a dark shadow. "I know what side I would want to fight on though, yet I'm not sure if it is the side that would want me" his voice choked up at the end and he bit the inside of his cheek so hard that he hasted blood. The question had seemingly come out of nowhere but Draco had known it was coming, it was almost as if he could feel her wanting to ask it every time his fingers brushed against his skin. It was hard for him to admit these things, even harder to realize that the way he had grown up and the ideas that had been passed down to him were fundamentally wrong.
"When did you decided that you belonged on a different side?" her body was tense but she stayed snuggled up to him.
"When you slapped me last year. I figured someone with so much bravery couldn't be all that bad" he smirked slightly, "or you might have just knocked some sense into me."
"I'm glad I slapped you then, because it really would be too bad to be on opposite sides of this whole thing" she mumbled.
"Hermione," he cautioned her, sitting up slowly and holding her shoulders at arms-length, "I said I knew what side I would want to fight on, but that doesn't mean I would be an entirely loyal partner. My parents are not, and I don't think I could ever really turn against them- at least not my mother" he nearly choked on the words. She bit her lip and gave him a hard look, calculating what would be the best way to respond to him. It seemed like minutes ticked by as she thought of an answer.
"No one is asking you to turn against your parents, Draco. I am just asking you to think about what is really best for you, what is best for the world. Think hard and remember that even though you haven't always been the best, there are good people on this side, and we are always happy to accept a little bit of help" she touched his face lightly and let her hand linger on his cheek. "I know it is hard, but you have people." Draco felt his heart warm and his cheeks flush. Gryffindor's were known for their loyalty and he found himself thankful for it.
"I will keep that all in mind, Hermione" he leaned forward and kissed her cheek, "ask me again later, okay?" He smiled slightly and she smiled back, but even he could tell that things had changed between them a little bit. Now they weren't just children exploring their feelings for each other, they were two people that were raised on either side of the war.