A?N: I have liked this little story set. Have a little dominant Hermione!

Enjoy :)

Draco was bored of his work. This particular hex was making his brain hurt, and no matter what spell he cast on the jewellery box it would stubbornly not react the way he wanted it to.

Rubbing his temples, he stood up abruptly, locking down his desk he left in a huff and shut the door in a temper. Paying no attention to where he was going he realised in his frustrated huff he had turned left out of his office, not right and was now heading away from the canteen. Growling in his anger he spun on his heel and he was alarmed when a hand shot out of a cupboard door and hauled him in.

"What the…?" He reached for his wand and was stopped by nails biting into his wrist.

"Consider this revenge." The soft voice made him soften and harden at the same time; the tension ran out of his body and his arousal built quickly. "Twice now you've snuck up on me Draco Malfoy, so I thought I would return the favour." He felt the brush of curls against his cheek before her mouth pressed to his, dominance he gladly yielded to his lioness, even if it was only for a brief moment. He moaned into her mouth as her hands slipped beneath his robes and brushed against his hard on.

"Mione." He pulled away as her lips continued across his neck, teeth scraping the sensitive skin and he whimpered softly. "Please don't tease." He was already so close to begging and he could almost feel the smugness radiating off of her. His head fell back slightly as his robes dropped to the floor, his trousers now opened to her eager touch. He could feel her slight nails across his member, which twitched in response and his grip tightened around her bottom.

"Don't tease? Like you did to me?" She purred in the darkness and pushed him against the wall of the cupboard, tracing her fingers back up his body, undoing each button on his shirt and pushing the fabric down his shoulders. Her lips trailed across his collarbone down his shoulder, biting his bicep slightly before doubling back and tracing down the other shoulder. Her mouth found his nipple which received similar treatment and his hips bucked against hers. She was still fully clothed and it was frustrating Draco who was on the verge of exploding. He reached to undo her blouse when her hand grabbed his and pushed it away.

"Witch…" He ground out, intending to tell her off but he was held back with a wordless spell.

"Not a chance Draco. I'm in charge." Hermione whispered and Draco whined in a mixture of arousal and annoyance. She had moved away and dropped to her knees, blowing hot breath over the fabric of his underwear.

"Oh gods." He let out a strangled gasp as she tugged his trousers to his knees and played with him through his underwear. Incoherent noises babbled from his mouth as his underwear joined his trousers and his member sprung free, her mouth on the tip. Hermione took him into her mouth, slowly at first, drawing him out of often and licking the shaft as he moaned above her, pinned into place with her magic. Her nails lightly scratched into his thighs, rewarding her with a hollow moan and his hips twitching.

"Not yet Draco." She let the flat of her tongue slide across the underside of his cock and she withdrew.

"Mione please." His voice was hoarse and she freed his hands from their restraint but did not allow him control as she placed them on her waist. He felt the short skirt she usually opted for and his fingers twitched to strip her. She lifted the hem of the skirt and tucked into the waist band, letting him feel everything, before briefly freeing his hands completely from her magic. His hands delved for her sex which was hot and wet, ready for him. She had turned, her back to him, butt so close to his body, the cheeks something he was happily stroking now.

"Pull them off Draco, I'm sure you can snap them." She was talking about that scrap of lace she called underwear, easy. He tore them from her body and she took a deep breath before pinning his hands back onto the wall. "If you're a good boy Draco, and you make it up to me for turning me on at work I'll free you. Understand?" Suddenly there was limited light in the room and he could see her fully dressed body, minus one hiked up skirt and bared butt which was facing him, even her hair was neatly pinned up.

"Oh God Hermione you can't do this to me, let me fuck you please. God I need you!" He babbled again and Hermione couldn't stop the smirk across her face at his begging. Her next actions would be saved to a pensive for the next few years of his life as she bent over and pressed back onto him. He gasped and pressed his hips forward as much as the spell would allow as she braced against a shelf and effectively fucked herself on him, using him to get herself off.

"Draco. Ohhh." Her moans made him grit his teeth otherwise he was going to blow his load too early. Hands pinned to the wall she felt so hot and tight around him and he didn't quite know how to process this bizarre turn of events from his very grumpy morning. There was a soft breeze and suddenly he had full movement. "Make love to me." She begged, her hips losing pace as she drew closer to the edge.

"Gladly." He pulled out of her, turned her to face him and lifted her. Soon she was pressed to the wall and he was fucking her hard. He bit at her neck, grinning as she cried out in pleasure. "Close baby?" He moaned hoarsely and felt her nod frantically. "Good, come for me sweetheart." His order was heeded and she cried out his name, her body almost convulsing around him, drawing his own climax with a muffled moan.

He let her down on shaky legs and held her between the wall and his heated body. Soft light flooded the cupboard once more and she had a very Slytherin like smirk on her face. He'd been a bad influence on her.

"That was hot as hell." He kissed her soundly, putting as much love as well as lust into the single kiss.

"You liked?" She untucked her skirt from the waistband and checked her hair was still neat.

"Oh I liked, but I'm not giving you back your knickers." He grinned wickedly, pulling up his underwear and trousers with trembling hands.

"Would I expect anything less from a Slytherin such as yourself?" She kissed him again, distracting him effectively from doing up his work shirt which he found crumpled on the floor. "Good luck with the jewellery box." She smiled softly and peeked out of the door to check the coast was clear before vanishing towards the library within the Ministry.