A MATE FOR LIFE

Chapter Twelve

co wco woke up the Saturday morning, his hand still wrapped around his dick, with his sticky white cum on his hand and sheets. He lay back, ‘another wet dream, they seem to get clearer after each time.’ He thought as he got up to clean himself off to start the day.


When Hermione woke up she decided to try out the fitness room. She drd ind in her shorts and an oversized sweatshirt looking forward to the time alone while she worked out. She brought her discmanh heh her where she inserted her new CD ‘Rammstein’. She put it aside then waved her wand over so the music was amplified throughout the room.

She started stretching as the song ‘Du Hast’ started banging through the speakers. She then hooked the flat bench up a couple of rings of the nautilus machine where she hooked her feet at the top of the bench. She layed back to put her hands by the side of her neck where she then proceeded to do a couple of repetitions of sit-ups.

Draco, after taking a quick shower, heard the heavy music coming from the fitness room. He decided to change into his sweats and a t-shirt and join her. As he came through the door, he saw Hermione bing ing her head up to touch her bent knees, sweat trickling along the sides of her face. He cleared his throat as he stood at her side. “Mind if I join you in here?” He shouted.

She lay back as her sweatshirt rode up to reveal the smooth expanse of her waist. She looked up as she unhooked her feet to slide to the floor. “It’s your room as much as mine, can’t stop you can I?”

He smirked at her. “No, guess not. What are you listening to?”

Hermione went to the leg press adjusting the weight. “The band is called ‘Rammstein’. They are from Germany and sing in German. They do sing a few english songs, but I like the German versions better. This music gets me going, pumps me up when I’m working out. If you find you don’t like it, you can always leave.” She said hopefully.

Draco listened to the music a bit. “No, actually I don’t mind it. I think I’ll stay.”

Hermione glared at him then tilted her head back and gripped the handles at the side of the seat as she positioned her feet and then slowly pressed her legs forward as the stack of weight moved up.

Draco went on with his own work out, occasionally stealing glances at her as she worked a different part of her body at a time.

She grabbed a nearby towel to wipe the sweat off her face. “I’m done, want me to leave the music on?”

“No, that’s okay, I’m pretty much done myself.” He said as he pulled his t-shirt up to wipe the sweat off his face. “You can use the shower first if you want.....unless...we can save time and I can join you.” He said suggestively.

Hermione laughed and threw her towel at him , “In your dreams Malfoy!” As she sauntered into the bathroom where he could hear the lock click in place.

He sat down on the bench, ‘In my dreams, she doesn’t know the half of it’, he thought to himself.


The rest of the day, Hermione, Lavender and Ginny locked themselves into the girls Gryffindor bedroom pouring over the pictures in the magazines, deciding on what may help them win he prize money. They got out their own dresses and skirts and magiced them with their wands for them to appear like the pictures in the magazine.

That night, they decided to go the club earlier, as the girls had to check in for the contest. Hermione dressed in a short black leather, sleeveless one piece mini-dress. It had three strips of leather with silver buckles that ran across the mid-section of the dress, looking like the material was drawn tighter around her waist. Lavender and Ginny both wore mini skirts and halters which Ron and Harry really seemed to like.

e the those one of the dresses you girls are going to compete with tonight?” Ron asked.

Hermione smiled mischievously. “This is nothing close to what we have picked out for this contest. You’ll have to wait and see for yourselves.”

During the course of the next few hours at the club the girls were getting a little nervous, as they had seen some of their competition. There were ten girls in total going for the prize money. They watched as there was people getting the speakers and the stage ready, flicking the lights around to test them.

Mick came up to then at the bar, “Hermione, it’s time to get ready. You three will be sharing room number six at the back. Good luck.”

Hermione grabbed up the bottle of whisky, then went to their room to change into their first dress. Shiela, the head waitress came o tho the room, “Hey Hermione, you will be going up in groups of two. Lavender and Ginny, you will be going up second. Hermione, you will be going up with Neriah who is in the next room, fourth. The announcer knows all of you, so he won’t get the names mixed up. The judging will be done from the people in the bar. Good luck, and we’ll see you out there.”

The three of them changed into their first dress and waited at the sidelines, slowly sipping their drinks, while the song ‘Engel from Rammstein’ went over the speakers. The announcer then called up Lavender and Ginny who smiled back at Hermione and walked out.

Harry and Ron stood there rooted to the spot as their girls walked out. Both of them wore strapless skin tight mini dresses, one with the back cut out, and the other had an open back where strips of material cris-crossed across the back. When the girls walked off, they both let out their breath. “Wow.” Ron said whistling.

“Yeah, no kidding. And that was just the first round. Can’t wait to see what else they’ll be wearing.” Harry said as he looked around the bar. He nudged Ron, “Hey Ron, look who’s over at the other side of the bar. It looks like Malfoy and Blaise. What do you think brings them here?”


Ron looked over to meet Draco’s eyes as he smirked. “That certainly looks like him, do you think it’s just a coincidence that he’re?”re?”

Just then the announcer called Hermione and Neriah up to the stage. Harry glanced over to Malfoy. “No, I don’t think it’s a coincidence. I think he’s here to see Hermione.” He said as he saw that Malfoy’s attention was solely on the stage.


When Ginny and Lavender had returned from the stage, they came up to Hermione. “Piece of cake ‘Mione, you should have seen the look on Harry and Ron’s face..... and we did see someone else out there.”

“Who?” Hermione asked.

“Well, there was Jim, but there was also Blaise Zambini and Malfoy.” Ginny replied.

“What! How did he find out about this place?\" Hermione screeched.

“Not sure, just think of the prize money, pretend he’s not even out there.” Ginny said as she went on to change for the next set.

Hermione swung her glass back, downing the rest of her drink. She smiled at Neriah who smiled a genuine smile back then stepped up to the stage. Hermione wore a gold halter leather mini dress, that clung to her curves. The shoulder straps came up around her neck where they snapped in place. On her feet she wore matching three inch heel pumps, that made her legs look endless. What was the most noticeable was a zipper that ran along the top of the dress which started about the middle of her breasts, to run to the hem of the skirt. She walked to the end of the platform where she twirled around while her fingers slowly lowered the zipper to stop just above her navel. She licked her lips and smiled seductively as she turned to walk back. ‘Yeah, right, pretend he’s not there, who does she think she’s kidding.’ She thought as she walked back.

Draco watched Hermione walk along the stage, her hips swaying as she walked in the heels. He saw her hand go to the zipper to slowly draw it down as her eyes connected with his. She licked her lips and smiled then turned away. ‘Damn, this is going to be a tough night’ he thought as he shifted in his seat, he was already getting hot just looking at the first dress. ‘Two more to go!’

Blaise whistled “Wow, Granger looks hot. I wonder if I should ask her out?” He said roguishly, as he looked over to Draco.

Draco glared at Blaise as he took a swig of his drink, hearing Blaise chuckling to himself. The people in the bar all cast their vote on round one while a few waitresses went to collect them, as the girls were changing into the second dress.

When is was Hermione’s turn, she walked up the stairs. Draco was just taking a sip of his drink where he spit it out when she walked out, much to Blaise’s amusement. She came out wearing a long black gown that bared her shoulders. Her hair was pinned up showing the slenderness of her neck. Both sides of the dress were cut up to her hip where there was two strips of stretch material keeping it together at the sides, with sheer black material covering the spaces in between. The sleeves were long and ended diagonally at her wrists in the same sheer material. The front of the dress was open through the middle to taper down to a point at just below the navel with two strips of material running across the front drawing the dress tight. In between the strips, there was also the same sheer material that ran throughout the rest of the dress. Adorning the dress on the strips of mat material were a fine line of rhinestones to match the silver heels on her feet. As she walked back, you could just barely make out a black G-string underneath.

Harry had watched Draco’s reaction to Hermione’s last dress and watched as Draco shifted uncomfortable in his seat. Harry knew the feeling, as he was getting the same reaction when Ginny was walking up. He thought he should talk to Hermione to warn her about Draco, he didn’t want to see her get hurt.

As the waitresses gathered up the ballots for the second run of dresses, the girls changed into their last dress. Hermione changed into the last dress and slipped a black cloak over her shoulders. Ginny and Lavender had no idea what her last choice was, and she would not reveal it when they asked.

This last round, the girls were called up one at a time, as the lights continued to strobe across the stage. Hermione downed her drink for courage then stepped up as her name was being called. She walked up, clutching the cloak in front of her until she reached the end of the stage. She then opened it and slid it off her bare shoulders where she threw it down to Mick who was doing bouncer duty.

She walked to one side and back feeling the heat of the lights on the naked parts of her skin. She wore a two piece outfit. The top was sleeveless which had a wide scalloped opening at the front with a clear plastic strip holding it together at the bottom of the top, drawing her breast together. She ran her hand along the open expanse of skin on her waist where the top of the skirt was a couple of inches below her navel. At the sides of the skirt, there was also two wide scalloped holes , and two thin plastic strips keeping the front and back attached. The skirt came up about six inches above her knees. The colour of the outfit had a beige and black snake skin look to it. On her feet she wore knee high three inch black sueootsoots.

Draco watched as Hermione sashayed off the stage, and the large amount of naked flesh that was revealed. He wondered if she actually wore any panties under that skirt as he didn’t see any signs of any at her hips. He’ll have to ask her about that later, he thought. He waited until the show was over and kept glancing near the back of the stage to wait for her to come out.

Hermione changed back into her original black leather dress feeling a bit light-headed from the nervousness and the alcohol. Ginny and Lavender had already changed and went back to Harry and Ron, as the results wouldn’t be out for about an hour. She came out and started to walk towards her friends when she was grabbed up in a big hug.

“Hermione, you looked great.” Jim said as he kissed her cheek.


Draco got up when he saw her come out of the back room and started walking towards her, when he saw Jim hugging her. He walked up to hear her laughing, then to hear Jim ask her to dance to a ballad that started playing.

“I think she saved this dance for me, didn’u Gru Granger?” Draco said as he held out his hand for her to take.

“Draco!” She said breathlessly.

“Ah, so you’re Draco, I’ve heard so much about you.” Jim said smiling wickedly as he held out his hand for Draco to shake. Draco grasped his hand, probably squeezing harder than necessary. Jim smirked, “You’re a lucky man Draco.”

Jim leaned over to kiss Hermione’s cheek then walked away as Draco held her hand to lead her to the dance floor. He pulled her close as they swayed to the music. She pulled back a bit to look into his blue eyes. “Why are you here?”

“To see you.” He said simply as he pulled her closer again.

Hermione put her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder. Her fingers playing with the hair at his neck. She leaned her face closer to his neck, “You smell good.” She said, pressing her nose closer.

Draco laughed softly, his skin tingling where her breath caressed his neck, “You’re drunk Granger.”

She laughed a bit. “Probably, we had our own bottle in the dressing room. I’m pretty sure we finished it off back there. I’m feeling pretty good, but am not loaded.....yet.”

She leaned back into his neck liking the way he smelled. She lightly kissed his skin, then ran her tongue along his neck to his ear where she nibbled the lobe.

Draco moaned and pulled her hips closer to his where she could feel how hard he was. “Hermione.” He said huskily as he tilted his head for her to continue her administrations.

“You taste good too.” She said as she licked him again. “I wonder what else tasted good.” She said as she looked up again to his eyes.

“Granger, what you do to me......” He whispered as his mouth came down on hers, probing his tongue against her lips to gain access to her mouth. He felt her moan against his mouth as she ground her hips against his. “Hermione, I want you. I want to taste you. I want to bury myself deep inside of you.” He said as he nibbled her neck and ear.

She kissed him quickly on the mouth then grabbed his hand to lead him to a place where they could be alone.

Harry and Ginny watched Draco and Hermione. Harry was about to go stop them when Ginny pulled him back. “No, Harry . Leave them be. They both want this. She’s been thinking about Malfoy a long time now, nothing anyone says is going to change that.”

Hermione and Draco were just about to climb the stairs to the roof, when Mick came up in front of them. “Come on Hermione, results are up at the bar for the contest.”

Draco squeezed her hand. “Later, I promise.”

She squeezed back, “And a Malfoy always keeps his promises right?”

He leaned over and kissed her lightly on her mouth. “Most definitely.”

“Good, because I’m going to hold you to that Malfoy.” She said smirking as she went to the bar, still holding his hand.

Draco walked up to the bar and stood beside Harry. “Potter.” He said in greeting.

“Malfoy.” Harry greeted back reluctantly.

Hermione, Ginny and Lavender all looked up at the large board behind the bar. There was pictures of each dress with their names below it. And under their name was the total amount of points. Third place was Hermione’s long black gown with the sheer openings. Second was one of Lavender’s gowns. Which was a two piece set, the skirt long and slit up to her hip on one side, while the top was cut diagonally across, exposing the swell of one of her breasts and came off the one shoulder. First place was a tie between Hermione’s snake skin dress and Neriah’s rhinestone studded halter dress.

The bartender and owner of the club cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention. “Congratulations girls, you all looked incredibly hot and sexy. I am glad I didn’t have to choose myself. For the girls, three shooters each, one for each dress, and I have just one question that may be on a few men’s minds for Hermione......What were you wearing under that last dress?” He asked.

Hermione smirked wickedly, “I will never tell, the secret is safe with only me.” She answered as she picked up her first shooter.

Draco leaned over to whisper in her ear. “What were you wearing anyway?”

She downed the shooter and half turned tce hce him. She leaned in to whisper in his ear. “Nothing. Wasn’t possible with that skirt.”

He mentally shook himself at the image that she just gave him. He couldn’t ever remember a time where he was this horny in his life. He watched as she downed the other two shooters, where they soon were replaced with shooter after shooter from people at the bar.

Awhile later, Harry and Ron pulled their girlfriends away from the bar, where they held on unsteadily. “Well, I think it’s time to go home, hey Harry?” Ron said smiling as he helped Lavender to steady herself.

Draco also pulled Hermione away from the bar where she stumbled a bit. She leaned on his one arm and bent down to take off her heels to walk on her bare feet across the bar.

The six of them went out the side entrance, leaving Blaise there as he requested. Ron and Lavender flooed their way first, Ron’s one arm around her waist, the other clutching Lavender’s prize for second place. Harry was about to leave with Ginny in his arms when he looked at Draco. “Take care of her Malfoy. If I hear that you didn’t treat her decently, I will come after you.”

Draco looked Harry in the eye, “Don’t concern yourself Potter, you have no idea what’s going on between the two of us, and frankly, it’s none of your business.”

Harry glared at him as he disappeared in the green flames back to Hogwarts.

Hermione was looking up at him, her eyes a bit unfocused. “What is going on between us Malfoy?”

Draco kissed her softly on the lips in the darkened room. “I honestly don’t know. I’m just as confused as you probably are.” He held her hand as they flooed their way to their dormitory.

He helped her into the bathroom where she could wash up for bed, while he waited outside the door. After awhile, he wasn’t hearing anything, so he opened the door to see her sitting on the floor, her headinstinst the wall. He smiled and scooped her up in his arms and carried her to her bed. He looked down at her and thought that the leather dress wouldn’t be very comfortable to sleep in, so he sat her up leaning her against his chest, her lips touching his neck. He shakily unzipped her dress in the darkness, feeling the smooth skin of her back against his fingers. He laid her down where he drew the straps down to peel the dress off her body, where he could see faintly see the black material of her thong panties and her breasts where her nipples were hardened for him to see. He licked his dry lips as he covered her with the blanket, while she turned to her stomach clutching the pillow under her head.

He slowly got up and shut the door quietly behind him as he went to his own bedroom.