Hallway Rendezvous

Ok. (i apologize for the poor grammar in this note. i promise the story isnt like this)so i was on this website as a registered author for sometime, but several months ago i tried to log on and my account had vanished. there was no evidence of my account, except for my stories which were uploaded but with no author attached, so after several attempts to correct to situation, and several attempts to make contact with the administration of this website i gave up. I just created a new username and i am going to upload my stories to this one. so yes, there will be two copies of some of my stories, and no it isn't somebody stealing someone else's work. i jsut dont know what to do about it anymore. thank you for reading this and i hope you enjoy the story.


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Draco dropped his head down onto his desk and groaned. Why did it have to be her that he thought about? It wasn’t the first time he had that particular dream either. The more he denied the fact that he wanted to fuck said girl into a wall the more often his dreams occurred. It wasn’t that he didn’t enjoy the dreams, because he did, he enjoyed them so much that he had ruined several pairs of pajama pants. The only problem was that he kept dreaming about the one and only girl who didn’t want him back, or so he thought.


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She heard him groan and just imagined the noises he would make with her mouth wrapped around his cock. Stop that Hermione, you are head girl, and he is head boy! Compose yourself! she thought to herself. She had no idea where these thoughts were coming from, but they kept getting worse as she continued to deny herself her one desire.

“Hermione, are you alright,” asked Harry, her best friend since first year, and Draco’s sworn enemy. She couldn’t explain this to him even if she tried.

“What, oh yeah of course. Why?”

“Well it’s not like you to sleep through a History of Magic class.”

“Don’t be ridiculous it was only for a few moments.”

“No Hermione, History of Magic is over.”

“Oh gods, I have to get a copy of Proffessor Binns lecture. Why didn’t you wake me earlier, now I am going to fail.”

“’Mione, calm down. I took notes for you. Lavender said you were moaning and tossing all over last night in your sleep so I figured you earned a lesson off for once,” he explained with a grin on his face.


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So the mudblood wasn’t sleeping well either? Good, he thought. She deserved it for waking him at all hours of the night,even if she knew nothing about it.

He stood, watching her walk out of the room, swaying her hips, teasing him and not even knowing it. Feeling his pants tighten slightly around his groin. How could she affect him this way? No one turned him on just by walking. Although her skirt was kind of short, and she did have glorious legs. DAMN IT DRACO, SHUT UP. He cursed under his breath, feeling his pants grow even tighter.

Was Draco watching me? No, why would he watch me? Pushing the thought from her mind and walked along side Harry and Ron on their way to the great hall for lunch. Sitting at the gryffindor table Hermione waited for him to arrive. Noticing that lunch was half over and Draco had yet to arrive she left to look for him, without a clue as to why.

She came up with some lame excuse about having to check something in the library, and quickly left the great hall.


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Draco saw her walking towards him and quickly ducked behind a statue hoping not to be seen. He wasn’t. She continued her way down the hallway passing the statue of the one eyed witch she felt a hand wrap around her wrist. She squealed and her voice was quickly muffled by another hand as she was pulled into a small alcove.

“Hello Granger, going somewhere? I am going to pull my hands away, you aren’t going to scream or run away from me are you?”

She shook her head from left to right.

“Good, I didn’t think you would. Now, what or who were you looking for?” he asked staring into her deep chestnut eyes noticing that they were no longer the muddy brown eyes that they once were.

“You,” she said, barely louder than a whisper.

“So you have been thinking about me too?”

“Well… wait, you have been thinking about me?”

“You have no idea Granger,” he said grabbing her hand and pulling it towards the tent in his pants, hissing softly as her hand closed over his erection. He cursed the fabric covering him.

“Do you see what you have done to me,” he asked pulling his hand from hers to pull his hands through her soft brown curls. He noticed that not only did she keep her hand in place, but she was now slowly moving her hand up and down.

Closing his eyes he moved his head down closer to her shorter frame. He pressed his lips hard against hers and heard her let out a small moan. Seizing the opportunity he pushed his tongue eagerly into her mouth. He pulled his hands down from her hair and pushed them into her school robes sliding it off of her shoulders. He let it drop to the floor before working on the buttons of her shirt. Their mouths stopped their battle for dominance over the others, if only for the need to breathe.

Draco watched his hands fumbling in excitement and the prospect of finally being able to see her glorious breasts. His breathing slowed as he reached the last button. He pulled her shirt up out of her skirt and ripped it open, his eyes glazing over with lust. Green and black lace, she really did think about him. Pushing his rough hands onto her soft skin he could feel and see her hard nipples through the barely there fabric.

His mouth lowered onto her left breast as he eyes fluttered shut in pleasure. Quickly realizing what he was doing she began to fumble with his belt buckle. She quickly had it undone in addition to having his zipper down and having her hands moving onto the waistband of his boxers.

Finally realizing what she was doing he growled. He turned her over and pressed her naked front into the cold stone wall. She squealed again. She pulled her waist backwards as she rubbed her hips against his groin only to hear him hiss softly.

“Now, you are going to pay,” he whispered into her ear as he pushed her skirt up over her plump ass to reveal a matching black and green lace thong. This girl is going to be the end of me. Pushing it to the side he pushed one finger into her wet pussy making her moan. He pulled it out and pushed it back in several times listening to her moans grow more frantic. Deciding to add another finger he barely heard her scream over the bell, telling the students that lunch was officially over.

When Draco pulled his fingers out for the last time Hermione pushed backwards towards him, hating the lost contact. It was then that she felt something much larger than a finger pressed against her entrance.

With one hand pushing against her mouth to muffle his screams he pushed his whole member into her pussy, not caring that she was a virgin. Feeling her barrier he pushed forward again breaking it in one hard thrust as she screamed into his hand and a tear fell down her cheek.

He leaned forward and whispered, “I won’t move again until you tell me to.” She moved her hips in small circles adjusting to his size, “Please, keep going.”

Without any hesitation he pulled back out and thrust in again, this time not as hard as she winced.

“Damn, you’re so,” he paused to thrust once more, “tight.”

Hermione’s feelings of pain quickly turned to pleasure and she bit her lip to muffle her moans as a group of first years walked by. She began to push backwards into him every time he thrust forward wanting to feel more. She snaked her hand into her skirt to find her dripping pussy more sensitive than it had ever been in her life.

She found Draco’s cock sliding in and out of her and ran her fingers over it feeling her warm juices on him and feeling him shiver. She moved her fingers over her engorged clit. She shuddered at the feeling. Draco put one hand over the girls shoulder on the wall in order to support himself and the other found its way under her body. He pushed his hand back into her shirt running his fingers over her hard nipples. He leaned forward to kiss her neck.

Hermione was about to scream out so she bit her lip once more. This time hard enough to taste blood. Draco feeling himself coming closer began to thrust harder and deeper, wanting to make this wonderful woman come first.

Hermione felt her orgasm coming as she stroked her clit faster. Her muscles contracting on his dick making him grunt.

“Oh yes, Draco, please fuck me harder,” she whispered not wanting to alert anyone to their presence. Hearing her say his first name in addition to fuck me sent him over the edge. Cumming in her pussy they both rode their orgasms out. Draco thrust once more and Hermione pushed back against him.

Draco pulled out and pulled her skirt back down turned her around and pulled her into a passionate kiss. They began to straighten out their clothes not taking their eyes off of each other. Finished, draco leaned forward and placed a kiss on her forehead.

“Until next time,” he whispered with a famous Malfoy grin plastered across his face.