So now that I'm on a roll, I just can't stop writing! Here's 7! Enjoy!

Draco woke up with a start and took a moment to remember where he was. Right, he had slept in Hermione's room the night before… Looking down, he saw that Hermione was snuggled close to his chest, her head over his heart. She was warm and soft and Draco couldn't help but smile at how cute and peaceful she looked when she slept.

"Hermione!" a woman's voice called up the stairs. Draco jumped. Shit, Hermione's mother. Her parents would not take well to finding a naked Draco Malfoy in their daughter's bed. "Hermione, dear, breakfast is ready! Don't make me come up there and jump on your bed!"

"Shit… Hermione! Mione, wake up!" Draco whispered urgently, shaking Hermione's shoulder.

"What are you doingggg why are you shaking me?" Hermione said sleepily, opening her brown eyes to Draco's frantic face.

"Hermione!" her father called. Hermione's eyes shot open and she sat bolt upright.

"Shit, you have to get out of here!" She said quickly, leaping from the bed and wrapping herself in a robe. She picked up his clothes and threw them at him. Draco dressed as fast as he could, leaving his shirt hanging open.

"How am I supposed to get out? They're downstairs!"

"Hermione! Let's go, breakfast is getting cold!"

"Coming, Mum!" Hermione called. She ran to the window and opened it, looking down. It wasn't very far to the ground. She looked at him and he groaned.

"Fine, but you owe me big time." Draco complained, stepping through the window. He held on to the ledge and lowered himself down, finally dropping to the ground. It sent a shock through his legs, but it wasn't too bad. He looked up and smiled, giving Hermione a thumbs up. She smiled back.

"Text you later?"

Draco nodded and began trotting away towards the street.

"Hermione? Blueberry of chocolate chip pancakes?" Hermione's mother said, popping her head into her room. Hermione's insides unclenched. That was seriously close.

"Blueberry, please!" she said, following her mother downstairs.

With three weeks left in the summer, Hermione and Draco had made quite a dent in the list. They still had a few items to complete while they were home for the summer, then the final ones would be completed once back at school. They hadn't slept together in a week, since their close call with Hermione's parents, and Hermione and Ginny were going to the mall to buy lingerie for the weekend.

Hermione always felt strangely out of place in these types of shops. She never felt like she could wear things that the models and mannequins sported. Push up bras, thongs, and stockings surrounded them and Hermione didn't know where to look first.

"I think you should get something green. It is his favorite color, and you look fabulous in it!" Ginny told Hermione, walking to a rack of outfits that had emerald green underwear hanging from it.

"How about these?" she asked, handing Hermione a couple of choices.

"Okay, I guess I'll try them on! How about you? Something red?" Hermione asked. Ginny shook her head.

"Nah, I'm going for black. Harry's not gonna know what hit em." Ginny said, smiling, grabbing a couple of hangers for herself. Together, they went back to the fitting room to try their outfits on. Hermione locked herself into a dressing room and examined the clothes. How on earth were you supposed to get it on? And didn't it defeat the purpose being so hard to take off?

Hermione tried and failed to put on the first set, and decided against it. But the second one didn't look too difficult to get on and off… and it was very sexy. It was a push up bra that made her breasts look full and perky with light green lace over it. Sheer green fabric was attached to the bra and fell to Hermione's hips, barely concealing a matching lacy thong. She felt sexy in this outfit, and she knew it was the one she needed to buy. Draco was going to love it.

"Mione, what do you think? Can I see?" Ginny called from outside of the dressing room. Hermione opened the door a crack and Ginny peered in.

"Shit, Mione, you look hot! I don't know if you're even going to get to the sex part looking like that!" Ginny said excitedly.

"How about you, did you find something?" Hermione asked. Ginny stepped into the dressing room and struck a pose. Ginny's lingerie left far less to the imagination. She had a black push up bra and lacy black underwear and a little black skirt that connected to her sheer black stockings. Harry would love that, alright.

The two girls changed back into their clothes and paid for their outfits then continued through the mall. Hermione was excited for that night when she would put her lingerie on for Draco. She couldn't wait to see the look on his face when he saw her in this.

All Draco knew as he waited for Hermione to get to his house on Friday night was that Hermione had a surprise for him. That could mean any number of things in terms of items on this list, and he was anxious to know which she was talking about. She should have been there ten minutes ago, and it wasn't like Hermione to be late. This made it all the more maddening that she wasn't there yet. There was a swooshing sound in the living room and Hermione stepped out of his fireplace.

"There you are!" Draco said, getting up to greet her.

"Sorry I'm a little late, I was out with Ginny and I needed to change." She explained. Draco wondered what they were out getting, considering last time they went out it was to buy sex toys. He looked Hermione up and down. She was wearing a trench coat and carrying a purse, and her legs looked like they went on for miles in the green heels she wore.

"Nice shoes." He commented, "That's my favorite color." Hermione smiled.

"I know."

She walked past him towards his room and he watched her, enjoying the sway of her hips. She turned around and beckoned him to follow her with her finger. Draco smiled a big, goofy smile. What was it about Hermione Granger that made him this way? He followed her into his bedroom and she pushed him down onto his bed. She unclasped the buckle on her coat and let it fall to the floor. Draco's mouth dropped open and his eyes grew wide.

Holy shit, was this girl gorgeous. He was too stunned for words. Her hair fell in perfectly sculpted waves around her face and shoulders, her breasts were big and supple, held up by a scanty little push up bra. He could see through the sheer fabric of the lingerie to her flat stomach below which green panties hid. But the way she stood was the best part of it all. She stood with such sexy confidence in that tiny little outfit that Draco was ready to expire right then and there.

"You look… wow." Draco couldn't even put words to how drop dead beautiful she was. She slowly walked over to him and turned around, rubbing her ass on his crotch and swaying her body and head as if she were a professional lap dancer. Draco had never actually received a lap dance, and it was extremely sexy. She eventually straddled his waist, flipping her hair to one side. Draco could feel his breath hitching in his throat.

"Do you want me?" she whispered in his ear, trailing kisses down his neck and sucking on his skin. She gyrated her hips against his hard cock.

"Gods yes." Draco said, snaking his hands around her back and cupping her bare ass in his hands. Hermione caught his lips in a heated kiss and Draco submitted to her, letting her do all of the work. He had always liked to be the dominant one during sex, but this was too sexy to pass up. He never thought he'd like Hermione Granger in control, but it was mind blowing.

Soon enough all of Draco's clothes were off and she offered to have him take hers off too.

"Oh no, Granger, you're staying in this. You look too damn good in it to wear it for so little time." Draco whispered huskily. He simply pushed the thong she wore down her legs and over her heels, flinging them somewhere across the room. He then positioned himself at her entrance and filled her completely up slowly. The connection stimulated Hermione do let out a long moan of his name and Draco wanted to move faster. Hermione began to meet his hips each time he thrust into her and wildly moaned, cursed, and screamed his name.

Draco scooped her up from the bed and carried her to the wall, slamming her back up against it and pushing into her deeper and deeper. She was so light it was effortless for him to hold her in the air, so he drew her away from the wall and bounced her up and down on him, groaning. Hermione held onto his hair then his neck then his gloriously large biceps as he did all of the work for her and she threw her head back in complete satisfaction, letting him take her.

After a while of this, Draco lay her on the bed and laid down behind her, sliding inside of her from behind. She held her leg up so he had easier access and he reached around her body to rub her clit as he went, making her scream even louder. He pushed in and out of her swiftly and roughly, so close to climax he felt like he was ready to explode.

"Fuck, Hermione!" he called out as he finished inside of her, breathing heavily. He pulled out of her and rolled onto his back.

"Shit, that was good." Hermione said, closing her eyes.

"Have you given a lap dance before?" Draco said, looking over at her.

"No, I haven't. Why was it bad?" she said, turning red and looking away from him. Draco looked at her incredulously. How could a woman so unbelievably sexy and confident still be so self-conscious?

"No, Hermione, it was amazing." Draco told her sincerely. Hermione looked at him and smiled.

"Well I guess the videos I watched helped." She laughed. Leave it to Hermione Granger to study how to do a lap dance. Draco smiled to himself.

"Well you did a very good job. And this outfit definitely helped." He winked at her.

"I thought you might like it." She said playfully, fiddling with the fabric on the outfit.

"Like it? Shit, you look amazing." Draco told her. Hermione smiled. The amount of times he had told her how beautiful she was made her feel so good. She had never felt particularly pretty, and for someone as handsome as him to say she was so many times started to make her believe it herself.

"Well, I'll let you get to sleep." Hermione smiled, getting out of bed and slipping into her undies and trench coat.

"I'll certainly sleep well now." He said, smiling and closing his eyes.

"See you!" Hermione said, leaving the room.

"Bye, Granger."

As she stepped into the fire place, she opened her small notebook to cross out lingerie, lap dance, and holding me in the air. What a productive night! And he sure did like this lingerie… maybe she'd wear it for him again.

This one was a little short, but there's more to come! Review please!