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Conventions, Clubs and Caresses
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
28
Views:
24,476
Reviews:
168
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Conventions, Clubs and Caresses
It was Hermione’s 4th convention in three weeks and she was losing her mind. Her office had her attending all of the International Wizarding Conventions in order to help her position in the Cooperation of International Wizarding Communities.
She had just gotten out of the shower and was dressing in her robes when the phone rang.
“Hello” she answered.
“Ms. Granger, your car is here”
“Thank you, tell him I’ll be down momentarily” and she hung up, quickly grabbing her attaché’ case and pocketing her wand as she headed out the door and into the elevator.
~ * ~
It was close to 1:00 when Hermione was finally able to leave and grab some lunch at the café around the corner from the convention hall. Her stomach had been growling so loudly that she began receiving strange looks from some of the Wizards she was chatting with at her table. She quietly excused herself and made a quick getaway towards the door. She knew she’d have to be quick as she still had four more hours left. After grabbing a scone and a tea to go she headed out the door in such a rush she didn’t see the person whom she ran straight into, almost knocking her over.
“oh, excuse me, I’m so very sor..” Hermione stopped dead in her tracks, her mouth hanging open and her eyes wide as saucers.
“Granger! Don’t you mudbloods have the decency to at least watch where you’re going?” Malfoy snarled as he walked past her and up to the counter.
She didn’t have time to stop and react. She quickened her step and went back into the convention, her mind swirling at 90 miles an hour with questions.
~*~
When Hermione got back to the hotel she noticed a very familiar redhead standing at the front desk.
“Ginny! What are you doing here?” exclaimed Hermione as she rushed to her friend giving her a bone crushing hug!
“Ugh, Hermione you’re going to crush me to death” Laughed Ginny.
The two girls made their way up to Hermione’s room quickly catching up on things.
“Harry won’t be back for 6 weeks, can you believe it. The team is off on their yearly training camp, getting everyone back into gear for the new season.” Ginny waved her hand in the air dismissively.
Harry had joined Puddlemere’s team last year as their Star Seeker. Oliver Wood had talked him up to the coach and when their Seeker had been severely injured last season, they brought Harry on board to fill in and check out his moves. So far, everyone loved him.
“So, what brings you all the way to U.S?” Hermione asked her dear friend.
“Well, with Harry gone I can’t seem to keep myself from working 23 hours a day and my boss told me if I didn’t take a break he was going to order a sabbatical, so, here I am”
“So, what is there to do in this place?” Ginny held her arms open gesturing to the hotel room.
“Honestly, I have no clue. I’ve been here for 2 days and I’ve seen the convention hall and this room, that’s it” Laughed Hermione.
“Well, that won’t do. Let’s go out tonight, a girls night out, what do you say?”
“Sure, why not, after the crazy day I had today, I’m all up for it” Hermione had almost told Ginny about running into Malfoy when she thought better of it. Malfoy was a sore subject when it came to Ginny. After Harry, Ron and Hermione helped defeat Voldemort, Malfoy had been released of any charges against him during the war due to the fact that he was secretly feeding information to the Ministry to help bring him down.
A few rogue Death Eaters had come after Ron and he lost his life in a dueling battle with none other than Crabb & Goyle. Because they were always known as Malfoy’s henchmen at school, the Weasley’s took it personal, even though Malfoy had already been deemed innocent of any crimes involving the Death Eaters. Regardless, Ginny took it the hardest of the Weasley’s blaming Malfoy for his death. That had been almost 5 years ago.
~*~
“Ginny, are you sure about this? I mean, it’s just not really my thing” Hermione tried to pull Ginny away from the brightly lit club, the thumping sound of music pouring out of the doors.
“Yes Hermione. You haven’t been out in ages and we need a night out, just the two of us” Ginny explained as she dragged Hermione through the double doors and into the dark club.
The girls surveyed the club. There was a large wooden bar on the right side, overflowing with people mingling and getting drinks. There were small round tables scattered throughout the club with small candles. The dance floor occupied much of the clubs space. It was jam packed with people gyrating to the music thumping loudly through the scene.
The girls headed to the bar first to get some drinks and found a small table near the side of the dance floor. Several men had noticed to the young ladies and a few even sauntered over to ask them to dance. They both declined politely although blushing madly. Ginny proudly displayed her wedding ring but that didn’t stop the men, are you kidding, it had them even more aggressively pursuing her. One guy even told her he was happily married, but they had an “agreement” After Ginny had assured him she was only there to visit with her friend he finally made his way to another unsuspecting victim.
The girls did finally manage to get on the dance floor after a while and were having a great time enjoying the music when Hermione excused herself to run to the loo.
“I’ll come with you” Ginny stated.
Hermione waited in line with Ginny (why is the ladies lines are always longer than the mens lines) whilst chatting away about her work here in the states.
The girls went back onto the dance floor for another half hour before Hermione stated she needed to sit down.
“It’s blasted hot in here, I’m gonna get some air” Hermione told Ginny as she headed for the side door. As soon as she walked outside the cool night air caressed her face. Not until she was outside did she feel the familiar buzz of the alcohol. Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes she leaned against the railing when she felt a warm hand touch her elbow. She quickly turned around and immediately saw the cold grey eyes of Draco Malfoy.
“What are YOU doing here” She commanded of him.
“Well contrary to belief I am allowed to go out you know” he smiled at her.
Did Draco just smile? What the hell? Hermione looked him over and noticed his silk black shirt was unbuttoned halfway down his chest, revealing his alabastor skin and taught muscled chest.
“See something you like” he drawled.
“Hardly” Hermione made to push past him when he wrapped his arms around her waist, spinning her around to face him. Mere inches away from his face Hermione gasped at the close contact.
“Come on Granger, why leave so soon, we just got here” he whispered in her ear, his tongue darting out to lick the shell of her ear.
“What the hell is wrong with you, get away from me” Hermione shuddered at his touch. Her body immediately frozen in place, betraying her mind. She hadn’t felt a man’s touch in almost 3 years. And whether she wanted to admit it or not, Draco looked damn good standing before her.
“Dance with me and I’ll leave you alone” Draco growled softly and grabbed her hand pulling her back inside to the dance floor. He pulled her close to him, pressing his body into hers seductively as he began to sway them both to the music. He strong hands pressed firmly into her back, holding her as if she would simply disappear if he let go.
Hermione’s mind raced. What was going on? Why was she letting him control her like this? Why was she so turned on by the smell of his cologne? The grip of his hands on her body? What was wrong with her?
She tried to pull away from him to no effect. Her body had betrayed her, had made it’s choice. Draco looked into her eyes, she was mesmerized. She couldn’t look away as he gently brought his lips to brush against hers in the softest of touches before delving completely into her mouth, tasting her, running his tongue dominantly across her own.
Hermione couldn’t stop herself, she gave into him completely. Wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer to her, pushing their bodies together in a feverish dance for more, much more.
Suddenly Draco was pulling away from her and she whimpered at the lost of contact. It was then that she noticed Ginny standing in front of her with a gobsmacked expression on her face, staring directly at Hermione.
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A/N: Okay, this is my first fanfic, so please be gentle. No flames please. This isn't planned on being very long, just something I can't get out of my head, so I had to put it down in writing. Hope you enjoy.
She had just gotten out of the shower and was dressing in her robes when the phone rang.
“Hello” she answered.
“Ms. Granger, your car is here”
“Thank you, tell him I’ll be down momentarily” and she hung up, quickly grabbing her attaché’ case and pocketing her wand as she headed out the door and into the elevator.
~ * ~
It was close to 1:00 when Hermione was finally able to leave and grab some lunch at the café around the corner from the convention hall. Her stomach had been growling so loudly that she began receiving strange looks from some of the Wizards she was chatting with at her table. She quietly excused herself and made a quick getaway towards the door. She knew she’d have to be quick as she still had four more hours left. After grabbing a scone and a tea to go she headed out the door in such a rush she didn’t see the person whom she ran straight into, almost knocking her over.
“oh, excuse me, I’m so very sor..” Hermione stopped dead in her tracks, her mouth hanging open and her eyes wide as saucers.
“Granger! Don’t you mudbloods have the decency to at least watch where you’re going?” Malfoy snarled as he walked past her and up to the counter.
She didn’t have time to stop and react. She quickened her step and went back into the convention, her mind swirling at 90 miles an hour with questions.
~*~
When Hermione got back to the hotel she noticed a very familiar redhead standing at the front desk.
“Ginny! What are you doing here?” exclaimed Hermione as she rushed to her friend giving her a bone crushing hug!
“Ugh, Hermione you’re going to crush me to death” Laughed Ginny.
The two girls made their way up to Hermione’s room quickly catching up on things.
“Harry won’t be back for 6 weeks, can you believe it. The team is off on their yearly training camp, getting everyone back into gear for the new season.” Ginny waved her hand in the air dismissively.
Harry had joined Puddlemere’s team last year as their Star Seeker. Oliver Wood had talked him up to the coach and when their Seeker had been severely injured last season, they brought Harry on board to fill in and check out his moves. So far, everyone loved him.
“So, what brings you all the way to U.S?” Hermione asked her dear friend.
“Well, with Harry gone I can’t seem to keep myself from working 23 hours a day and my boss told me if I didn’t take a break he was going to order a sabbatical, so, here I am”
“So, what is there to do in this place?” Ginny held her arms open gesturing to the hotel room.
“Honestly, I have no clue. I’ve been here for 2 days and I’ve seen the convention hall and this room, that’s it” Laughed Hermione.
“Well, that won’t do. Let’s go out tonight, a girls night out, what do you say?”
“Sure, why not, after the crazy day I had today, I’m all up for it” Hermione had almost told Ginny about running into Malfoy when she thought better of it. Malfoy was a sore subject when it came to Ginny. After Harry, Ron and Hermione helped defeat Voldemort, Malfoy had been released of any charges against him during the war due to the fact that he was secretly feeding information to the Ministry to help bring him down.
A few rogue Death Eaters had come after Ron and he lost his life in a dueling battle with none other than Crabb & Goyle. Because they were always known as Malfoy’s henchmen at school, the Weasley’s took it personal, even though Malfoy had already been deemed innocent of any crimes involving the Death Eaters. Regardless, Ginny took it the hardest of the Weasley’s blaming Malfoy for his death. That had been almost 5 years ago.
~*~
“Ginny, are you sure about this? I mean, it’s just not really my thing” Hermione tried to pull Ginny away from the brightly lit club, the thumping sound of music pouring out of the doors.
“Yes Hermione. You haven’t been out in ages and we need a night out, just the two of us” Ginny explained as she dragged Hermione through the double doors and into the dark club.
The girls surveyed the club. There was a large wooden bar on the right side, overflowing with people mingling and getting drinks. There were small round tables scattered throughout the club with small candles. The dance floor occupied much of the clubs space. It was jam packed with people gyrating to the music thumping loudly through the scene.
The girls headed to the bar first to get some drinks and found a small table near the side of the dance floor. Several men had noticed to the young ladies and a few even sauntered over to ask them to dance. They both declined politely although blushing madly. Ginny proudly displayed her wedding ring but that didn’t stop the men, are you kidding, it had them even more aggressively pursuing her. One guy even told her he was happily married, but they had an “agreement” After Ginny had assured him she was only there to visit with her friend he finally made his way to another unsuspecting victim.
The girls did finally manage to get on the dance floor after a while and were having a great time enjoying the music when Hermione excused herself to run to the loo.
“I’ll come with you” Ginny stated.
Hermione waited in line with Ginny (why is the ladies lines are always longer than the mens lines) whilst chatting away about her work here in the states.
The girls went back onto the dance floor for another half hour before Hermione stated she needed to sit down.
“It’s blasted hot in here, I’m gonna get some air” Hermione told Ginny as she headed for the side door. As soon as she walked outside the cool night air caressed her face. Not until she was outside did she feel the familiar buzz of the alcohol. Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes she leaned against the railing when she felt a warm hand touch her elbow. She quickly turned around and immediately saw the cold grey eyes of Draco Malfoy.
“What are YOU doing here” She commanded of him.
“Well contrary to belief I am allowed to go out you know” he smiled at her.
Did Draco just smile? What the hell? Hermione looked him over and noticed his silk black shirt was unbuttoned halfway down his chest, revealing his alabastor skin and taught muscled chest.
“See something you like” he drawled.
“Hardly” Hermione made to push past him when he wrapped his arms around her waist, spinning her around to face him. Mere inches away from his face Hermione gasped at the close contact.
“Come on Granger, why leave so soon, we just got here” he whispered in her ear, his tongue darting out to lick the shell of her ear.
“What the hell is wrong with you, get away from me” Hermione shuddered at his touch. Her body immediately frozen in place, betraying her mind. She hadn’t felt a man’s touch in almost 3 years. And whether she wanted to admit it or not, Draco looked damn good standing before her.
“Dance with me and I’ll leave you alone” Draco growled softly and grabbed her hand pulling her back inside to the dance floor. He pulled her close to him, pressing his body into hers seductively as he began to sway them both to the music. He strong hands pressed firmly into her back, holding her as if she would simply disappear if he let go.
Hermione’s mind raced. What was going on? Why was she letting him control her like this? Why was she so turned on by the smell of his cologne? The grip of his hands on her body? What was wrong with her?
She tried to pull away from him to no effect. Her body had betrayed her, had made it’s choice. Draco looked into her eyes, she was mesmerized. She couldn’t look away as he gently brought his lips to brush against hers in the softest of touches before delving completely into her mouth, tasting her, running his tongue dominantly across her own.
Hermione couldn’t stop herself, she gave into him completely. Wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer to her, pushing their bodies together in a feverish dance for more, much more.
Suddenly Draco was pulling away from her and she whimpered at the lost of contact. It was then that she noticed Ginny standing in front of her with a gobsmacked expression on her face, staring directly at Hermione.
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A/N: Okay, this is my first fanfic, so please be gentle. No flames please. This isn't planned on being very long, just something I can't get out of my head, so I had to put it down in writing. Hope you enjoy.