STOLEN KISSES

Chapter Ten


The new Defense Against the Dark Arts professorned ned out to be Nymphadora Tonks, Tonks to her friends. The Ministry had agreed to give her a leave of absence from her Auror duties to fill Professor Umbridge’s place until the end of the year. Of course, being a member of the Order of the Phoenix, she was still very active as an Auror. As a professor, she was also able to keep an eye out for the students and make sure that they could defend themselves with the use of a well placed spell or hex.

A lot of the students didn’t quite know what to make of Tonks. She knew what she was talking about, but she was quite clumsy, where some of the students had to pick up things in her wake. Also with her being a metamorphmagus, her appearance changed daily, they never knew what to expect when they entered her classroom. But they were all happy to be able to actually use their wands again, learning new spells.

Most of the students at Hogwart’s found out rather quickly thatridgridge was a follower of Voldermort, and that she and Lucius Malfoy were killed by Voldermort the night of the Gryffindor/Slytherin quiddich match. A lot of them were also left wondering how some of the death eaters could have been left magicless the night of the game. Most of the students were once again seen smiling in the halls and talking freely amongst themselves. The decrees were reversed, ally lly ripped up by Dumbledore in front of the students in the Great Hall.


It was about a week into February when Draco sat in his potions class. It seemed odd to see empty seats where his fellow Slytherin house mates usually sat. There was a few of them that had been taken out of Hogwart’s by relatives of the death eaters, who now were left powerless, in shame most likely, with Gregory Goyle being one of them. Draco pretty much kept to himself during the day with a lot of the Slytherin’s unsure how to react around him. He had changed since his father’s death, and didn’t seem to want to associate with them anymore.

He was brought out of his musings by Snape who announced they would be pairing with another classmate for the day. He paired house against house, and he was secretly pleased to hear that Hermione was to be his potions partner for that day. He watched her as she walked towards him at the back of the classroom, remembering the feel of her against him as they were snogging in their room the night before.

Hermione sat down with a look of disgust on her face, for others were watching for heactiaction, inwardly happy to be close to him. He gave a small smile to her and gave her hand a squeeze that was under the table on her lap. She returned the squeeze and they then started on their assignment. It started smoothly enough, Hermione reading out the directions with Draco chopping the ingredients and adding it to their cauldron.

Draco was chopping the daisy roots when he felt Hermione’s hand on his thigh. He stopped the knife and looked at her to see her smiling mischievously.

“Make sure to chop it finely.” She said as her hand slowly moved up the inside of his leg.

He closed his eyes as he felt her hand burn it’s way up to his groin. “Hermione.” He said in warning and quietly so the other students wouldn’t hear.

“You need to add the daisy roots slowly as you stir the mixture.” She quoted from her notes as her hand rubbed against his straining erection.

Draco bit back a moan as her hand gripped him through his pants. He moved forward on his stool as he added the next ingredient to the potion, pushing his erection into her hand.

“I wonder what it will taste like?” She asked, not so innocently as she looked into the cauldron.

Draco’s thoughts were not on the potion at that moment but on her question. He looked to her and watched as she looked down where her hand was, licking her lips. He placed his hand over hers. “Please stop, Hermione.” He groaned quietly as he pressed her hand on him one last time and then removed her hand.

She looked down at him. “You sure?” She smirked.

“Yes.”

“Later?”

“Gods.... yes!” He exclaimed as he wrapped his school robe over his lap.

Hermione smirked, liking the way she could affect him. She decided to be merciful and tried to concentrate more on the potion, letting her hand occasionally rest on his hand when no one was watching.


For For the rest of their classes that day, it seemed to crawl by for them. Draco wanted her to touch him again, and Hermione wanted to touch him. Hermione was on her way down to the Great Hall for dinner with Ron and Harry when Draco approached them.

“Malfoy, what do you want?” Harry asked as he lo aro around to see students still in the halls.

“Nothing from you Potter.” He sneered. “I need to talk to Granger about our potion this morning.” He smirked then looked to Hermione.

“Oh, right! We need to do some research on that don’t we?” She asked, then turned to Ron and Harry. “I’ll see you guys later.” She added, then walked away with Draco towards the library.

“Yeah, right.” Ron said looking to Harry who smirked back.

Draco walked in silence with Hermione beside him. He looked around him, then opened the doo an an empty classroom, then pulled her in putting a locking and silencing charm on the door.

“Draco.” Hermione began. “This isn’t the library.” She said impishly as she was pulled into his embrace.

“I know.” He moved her hand down to the front of his pants. “I need you to finish what you started this morning Hermione.” He said huskily as he hardened even more against her hand. She ran the palm of her hand along his length. “That feels so good.” He groaned as she pressed harder, gripping him through the pants.

“I’ve been thinking about this all day.” She said as she kissed the side of his neck.

“Me .... too.” He groaned as his head bent back against the wall.

She removed her hand and placed both hands on his chest. “I want to touch you Draco.” She said as her fingers went to the buttons of his shirt.

He watched her face as she undid the buttons one by one. He brought his hand to the back of her neck and pulled her to him, to tease her lips with his, nipping them as he deepened the kiss. He felt her warm hands slip into his now open shirt and moaned as her fingernail grazed his nipple. His moan was muffled as she ran her tongue along his lips to finally gain entrance into his mouth.

Her lips moved away from his, as they nibbled their way to his neck. His one hand tangled into her hair pulling her closer as he kneaded her breast through her sweater. He felt the vibration of her moan against his chest as she wrapped her lips around his nipple.

Draco thought that she could make him cum just the way her mouth moved along his neck and chest. When he felt her nimble fingers going to the zipper of his pants, slowly opening them for her touch, he closed his eyes.

She went to his other nipple, suckling it lightly as her hands went inside the waist of his pants and boxers, and pulled them down over his hips. Her mouth left his nipple as she licked her way down to his stomach.

His breathing was getting heavier as her tongue went lower, teasing his fevered skin. He groaned out loud when her hand wrapped around his cock, her thumb rubbing his pre-cum around the head. He leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes as he tried to concentrate on not cumming yet, as her hand moved up and down on him. He was so close. “Gods .... Hermione, that feels so ... good.” He groaned. “Don’t .... stop.”

Hedenldenly opened his eyes as he felt her warm breath on the head of his cock. He watched as her tongue licked around the head, making it glisten from her saliva. His fingers dug into the palms of his hands, holding back on wanting to pull her mouth onto him more.

Hermione licked the pre-cum off him, squeezing him as her tongue swirled along him. She moved her mouth along his length, flicking her tongue against him. Her mouth came back up to the head where she opened for him.

He groaned as her hot mouth went around the head of his cock. “Use your tongue.” He moaned as his hand went to her head. She kept her mouth around him as her tongue danced against his enedened flesh. She slowly took him deeper into her mouth, then pulled back to come back down again. “More.” He begged as his hand went over hers, gripping the base of his cock tight, guiding her hand to move up and down on him.

He moved his hips forward as she took him a bit deeper into her mouth. “Oh .... god .... Hermione .... I can’t .... hold .... back.” He moaned as her tongue moved along him in her mouth.

Hermione was so turned on at his response to her touch. She moved her hand faster as it met her lips on the way down. She felt him tense and heard him cry out her name as he came in her mouth. Her tongue swirled through the thick liquid as she swallowed every drop. Her tongue moved along him as she pulled back, licking him clean on the way up.

Draco leaned back trying to get control of his breathing once again as Hermione slid her body up against him. His arms came around her as he nuzzled the side of her neck.

“I’ve wanted to do that for awhile now.” She smirked as he looked down at her. “Was it alright?”

He kissed her swollen mouth. “It was more that alright. Where did you learn that?”

“Would you believe from reading?” She smirked.

“It figures.” He smiled as he pulled clo close to him.

He moved in to kiss her again when there was a pounding on the door. “Hermione, you in there?” Harry could be heard. “Professor McGona is is looking for you.”

She sighed and undid the silencing charm on the door. “Alright. Thanks Harry.”

He pulled up his pants as she watched. “You know I was hoping to return the favor.” he said huskily. “I so want to taste you right now, Hermione.” As he kissed her again.

She moaned into his mouth as she pressed against him. “How about next week? The night before the Valentine’s ball, we could have all night.”

“It’s a date.” He smirked. “You better go, McGonagall does not like to be kept waiting.”

“Okay.” She turned to go. “Draco..... I love you.” And rushed out the dooforefore he could reply.

“She loves me.” He repeated to himself. He felt a light headedness at the way her words affected him. He left the classroom a few minutes later in search of his head of house to ask a favor before returning to his rooms.