New Discoveries

Summary: How will Hermione react when she learns she will be working regularly with Draco Malfoy?

AN: Here's a little one shot, written a bit ago, that I was inspired to finish. It's amazing what I have been inspired to write! I have added another chapter to Convenient Meeting, Savin' Me and Another Chance! Also there are several new ones I have written too, all within the last week! Amazing! LOL Now to be able to edit them and get'em posted! :)

Anyway, hope you enjoy this little one shot and thanks so much for checking it out. Hope everyone is doing well. Stay safe, sane and protect yourselves in our crazy ass world! :) Love you all!

Disclaimer: I make no money with this.

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Hermione walked into her office and dropped down into her chair. How in the bloody hell was she supposed to concentrate on work after that meeting? The meeting itself wasn't what was distracting her mind, although it should be. No, her distraction was a blond haired Adonis that chose to sit next to her today instead of across from her as he usually did. Draco Malfoy would be the death of her, or her career, if she couldn't stop obsessing over him.

She had gone to work at the Ministry in the Department for Regulation and Care of Magical Creatures to make sure all beings and creatures got fair representation. However, what she hadn't planned on was to have to work so much with Malfoy. He worked in the Imports/Exports office. Who would have thought that the two departments would have so much contact with each other?! She hadn't, that was for sure!

Hermione remembered the first day Draco had started working. She had been happily going over some files, trying to figure out where to start her next project when a knock on her door had interrupted her search. When she had looked up from her stack of files, he had been leaning against her door with a lopsided grin. His hair had fallen over the left side of his face and his hands were in his pockets as he watched her.

She had been shocked to see him there. Not at the Ministry, no, but at her office. Why had he come? Well, it would seem that he was touching base with her since they would be working closely on a lot of cases. She had learned that he had sought her out on his own; to let her know he was the new head of his department and through his cleaning up of his office found that he would work often with her office and since she was the head of her department, that meant he would be working closely with her! Ugh!

Hermione remembered, just barely, to not stare or drool. He had grown up and filled out his lanky schoolboy frame. Now he was a bit taller and filled out his clothes nicely. She knew this because he had his robes open that first meeting. She had had to force herself not to ogle his body and don't even get her started on his hair. No longer gelled, hanging down to his shoulders and looking as silky as her underthings. She would have swooned if she hadn't been sitting. Then there was that smile he had been wearing, as if he was truly happy to see her. It was enough to knock her equilibrium off, completely. It was amazing how his face transformed into breathtaking handsomeness with such a simple gesture. She knew then that she was in trouble.

They had been meeting about three times a week to go over various cases and she hated to love or was it loved to hate the blasted meetings? It never failed that Malfoy would take his robes off at some point and bloody hell did the wizard fill out his jeans and shirt sinfully. She wondered if he would mind if she used him for her own amusement park. She knew, without a doubt, that he would be one hell of a ride. He carried himself with a quiet confidence now, instead of the arrogance he once had, which Hermione had wanted to drool over. The wizard was the perfect specimen to star in her nightly dreams and she knew he would.

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Draco couldn't believe his luck. He had taken the job as Head of Imports/Exports because he wanted to make a difference. Malfoy Industries was in ruins thanks to him because he had purposely torn it down and sold off various contracts that had been worth selling. About half of what his father had "invested" in and supported was about as dirty as Knockturn Alley. He had marveled at the amount of galleons his father had sunk into "budding" businesses. Fortunately, Lucius had done some investing too and that was where the Malfoy money really came from. The "family business" had been a joke once Draco had looked into it.

He never knew just how much his father had supported various other pureblood families as a way to have them under his thumb. It sickened him to see the list of names his father had "loaned" monies to or "invested" in "stock" only for it to turn out to be a leash he would keep others on. He couldn't be rid of it soon enough. However, Draco hadn't wanted to lie around and do nothing so he had looked into various jobs that caught his interests. When the Ministry opening had popped up, he had snagged it. Imports and exports were right up his alley. He knew he would spot the crooked and dirty dealings better than most and now that the Second Wizarding War was over, with Voldemort's true death, Draco wanted to help clean up where he could.

Oh, he had helped with the rebuilding of Hogwarts, Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley. He had been knee deep in the rubble and had given his share of blood, sweat and tears to put it all back. It had been cathartic in a way he hadn't expected but was thankful for.

He had also made his rounds to those he owed an apology to with amazing success, even the Weasel accepted his remorse for childhood actions with grace. It had amazed him but he was grateful for it. It seemed Ron had grown up just like the rest of them.

Speaking of growing up, Hermione Granger had definitely grown up. No longer was she the awkward witch with too bushy hair and swotty tendencies. Now she was a grown witch with ample curves, bedroom eyes and a sexy smile.

After cleaning up his department and getting rid of those he knew were sympathizers or dirty dealers, Draco learned he would be working quite closely with Hermione's department. He smiled when he thought of working with the passionate witch but he hadn't expected her to be so grown up, Merlin! The last time he saw her was right after the Battle. She had been battle weary, bloody, dirty, malnourished and in ripped clothes with dark circles under her eyes but she had still been beautiful to him. She was a warrior and he asked for her forgiveness as soon as he could, right there on the battlefield that was Hogwarts. She had been surprised but had graciously accepted his apology and everyone had followed her example, realizing they had all suffered and it was time to put the past away and move on to a brighter future.

What Draco hadn't been expecting was to see such a gorgeous witch she had grown into. When he had sought her out, she had been sitting at her desk looking through files. He had observed her for a bit before making his presence known, enjoying the chance to watch her without feeling awkward. She had been surprised by his visit and the smile she had given him had set butterflies loose in his stomach. It had been warm and welcoming and made him glad he had apologized to her first. Then she had stood up and he about lost his ability to speak. It was one of the rare times he was truly happy his father had made him learn to school his features. She had worn a pencil skirt with a small slit on the side, a dark blue satin shirt with, easily, three and half inch heels. She had taken his breath away. Then she had extended her hand to welcome him properly to the Ministry and he had thoroughly enjoyed feeling her skin against his. Her hand wasn't silky or soft but it was feminine and dainty. His large hand had engulfed hers but it had felt right and he looked forward to the many meetings they would have.

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Six months later found Hermione and Draco agreeing to drinks after finally taking down a nasty ring of dragon egg dealers. It had taken them three months to finally break the ring up by capturing those responsible. The wizards and witches involved had been stealing dragon eggs from various sanctuaries and selling them to whoever would pay their price. The many sanctuary directors had praised the duo's work for ending such a terrible ring but had tightened their security due to it, so at least something good had come from it.

Kingsley Shacklebolt, the newly elected Minster for Magic, had ordered both of them to take a few days off since they had worked every day for those three months to resolve it as quickly as possible. The only good thing about working so hard and such long hours meant that the sexual tension between the two had been on the back burner. However, now that the stress was removed, they felt the past three months' of close proximity flood their minds and bodies. After a few drinks, Hermione's loosened tongue commented on her associate's tight bum causing Draco's control to slip and he slid his hands down her waist to her bum and pulled her closer to him.

"Yours is pretty firm too." He told her as he gently squeezed.

"Mmm, glad you think so. Want to go somewhere where we can explore each other without an audience?" Hermione asked, amazed at her boldness.

Draco stared into her eyes and despite being tipsy, knew she truly wanted his company and wanted to be physical with him. Instead of answering, he wrapped an arm around her waist and led her outside, enjoying the throaty laugh she gave.

"Your place or mine?" he asked.

"Mine" she answered as she brushed her lips against his.

"Hold on, love." Draco whispered in her ear as his arm tightened around her and they disappeared with a *pop*.

When they landed in Hermione's sitting room, a heated snog was immediately given, neither sure who instigated it.

When oxygen was needed, Draco used his lips to map out her neck and collar bones, anytime he came across a sensitive spot, he would linger before moving on. Once he had his witch, and she would be his, thoroughly pliable, he scooped her up and carried her to the bedroom, laying her out as buffet for him to feast upon. With a whispered word, their clothes disappeared and Draco finally got to enjoy the beauty before him. Allowing his eyes to hungrily roam her body, Draco felt most of his blood rush south and the gasp that fell from Hermione's lips made him feel as if he was on top of the world.

Deciding his eyes had feasted enough and it was his body's turn, Draco descended upon Hermione with the grace of a cat. He slid his body up hers, making sure to touch as much skin as he could. He had considered tasting her but when she wrapped her legs around his waist, all thoughts outside of sliding into her warmth fled his mind, next time.

After several slow strokes, Draco settled on an easy rhythm that brought them both great pleasure. Well, that was until Hermione raked her nails down his back, bordering on pain, and he increased his thrusts immediately. Hearing the witch under him moan and mewl her pleasure as her body undulated with his made it difficult for Draco to last but he managed, putting his upbringing to good use at last. He was determined to give his witch several orgasms before falling off the edge himself. When Hermione keened her third release, she had tightened her thighs around him and gripped his shoulders. Draco almost went cross-eyed when her walls gripped his member with almost unbearable strength. It only took a few more thrusts before he joined her in coital bliss.

Once their breathing had leveled out and their hearts had calmed a bit, Draco picked Hermione up and carried her to the bathroom, turning on the shower. Hermione squealed when Draco stepped under the spray with her still in his arms. He then proceeded to let her slide down his body before he worshiped hers by washing every inch of skin. It was at this time that Draco got his first taste of Hermione and he knew it wouldn't be his last, she tasted divine. However, Draco about came undone when his feisty witch returned the favor, licking her lips just before she engulfed him fully. He had had to brace his hands on the wall to keep from falling due to his knees buckling. When Hermione had swallowed his release and continued worshiping his body the way he had hers, he knew then that he would do everything he could to keep her in his life and his bed.

After the shower, their tipsiness worn off, Draco watched as Hermione reached for his hand and led him back to her bed. Once there, she snuggled up to him and sighed in contentment when his arms wrapped around her, pulling her tight as they drifted off to sleep.

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