Midnight Patrol

Malfoy lifted his quill out of the ink as he stared at Hermione. She was concentrating deeply on cutting some Ashwinder scales. He glanced up and saw Potter watching them. He glared coldly at the Gryffindor hero.

“Draco how much do I add?” Hermione quietly asked him.

She looked at him and saw him glaring up ahead and glanced up seeing Harry glaring at Draco. “Draco…” She said touching his hand which was clenched to his side of his chair.

Draco’s eyes immediately softened and looked at her. “Yes?”

“How much do we need?”

He glanced at the nicely cut scales and at the board. “A third of it.\"

She nodded separating it. He stopped for a second feeling his fingers link with hers. “Draco we need to concentrate.”

“This will help.” He whispered. “I promise.” He said letting his fingers unlink with hers as he let them skim down her robe.

Hermione sucked in a breath. She knew Draco loved her and wasn’t mad about what happened, except at Harry, but he wouldn’t do this in class would he? Especially in the head of his own house. She carefully added a third of the Ashwinder scales into their cauldron.

Draco used his free hand to right down that the potion had started to turn a light blue once she had added the scales. “Next add the daisy roots.”

She nodded trying to ignore the feeling she was having in the pit of her stomach as his hand opened her robe and inched slowly up her skirt. She was not about to get herself expelled nor him for her feelings. Her hands shook slightly as she went to add the daisy roots.

Draco smiled at Hermione’s reaction. He had to admit it was defiantly a big risk doing what he was doing, but he couldn’t help himself. He lightly pressed a finger against her moist center seeing her stiffen. “Just relax.” He told her moving her panties aside and sticking one finger into her wet core.

She gasped sharply hoping she didn’t bring any attention to herself. She did a quick glance around and sighed with relief that no one was paying attention to them. Quite curious on the whereabouts of their professor and looked around for a few seconds and saw him standing over Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan. “The potion is supposed to be a dark green now gentlemen.” He said.

Hermione glanced at their potion and as it was a dark green color. Draco had inserted a second finger into her bringing back her attention. “Just keep looking busy so Snape won’t come over here.” He told her jotting down some more notes moving his fingers inside of her.

Hermione nodded as she looked to see the next ingredient on their list. “Draco…”

“Yes?” He asked smiling.

“We don’t have any fluxweed.”

He glanced at the ingredients in front of them. “Bloody hell.” He grumbled slowly slipping his fingers out of her hearing her disappointed sigh. “I’ll be back love.” He told her softly as he walked over to the Student Store Cupboard. He quickly found the bottle and brought it back to their table. Sitting back down her saw a nod of approval from his professor as he handed the bottle to Hermione. “Snape’s eyeing us now. He could come over at any moment.”

She nodded slightly as she opened the jar. She added two pinches of the fluxweed into the potion and began to stir it as Professor Snape made his way over to their table.

He eyed their potion carefully as well as Draco’s notes. “Looking nicely. Ten points each.” He told them both without anyone else hearing.

Hermione’s head jerked up and eyed Draco wondering if she had heard correctly. Severus Snape had just complimented her work and yet he gave ten points to Gryffindor. Draco nodded as he wrote down that the potion was slightly smoking, not a lot yet but a bit. “Hermione I want to try something.”

“What is it?” She asked him curiously.

“You trust me right?”

She nodded as he squeezed hand. She saw him take out his wand (No not that wand!) and mumble a spell. She went to ask him what but couldn’t find her voice. Her eyes widened as a grin appeared on his face and slowly he disappeared under the table. A bewildered look set on her face and she quickly glanced around hoping no one would notice this.

Draco smiled to himself keeping himself under the table and secretly hoped no one would notice him there or anything else. He parted Hermione’s robe and spread her legs so h could pull her damp panties down. Satisfied as they reached her ankles he moved a bit closer inhg heg her scent. It was completely alluring to him. He nuzzled her slightly getting more of her scent feeling her jump. Chuckling softly to himself he held her legs down with both of his hands massaging her thighs.

Hermione was beyond a nervous wreck at that moment. The potion required five minutes of proper stirring which she was certain wouldn’t be proper if Draco was about to do what she thought he was. And he did. She gasped although no one could hear her as his tongue licked her clit and slowly entered her. Gods don’t do this Draco, she thought to herself.

Draco licked her slowly tasting her juices already as he inserted his tongue. He quickly ravished her and started to suck a bit. Chuckling softly when she bucked her hips softly against him. He sucked a bit harder as she bucked once more having her juices flow freely. He greedily lapped up her juices. Pulling back he readjusted himself as well as Hermione. Taking the sleeve of hi8roe her wiped off any excess juice he may have had and did a quick cleaning spell on his robe.

Hermione couldn’t believe it as Draco’s head popped back up and quickly took note of the potion turning purple and with more smoke. He undid the silencing spell on her and grinned. “You tasted wonderful.”

“I hate you.” She mumbled glaring at him.

“You could always return the favor.” He suggested.

Before she could take it into consideration Snape spoke up. “All right I do hope the potions are complete and correct. They should be purple and with smoke rising from it. For example of the perfect potion please look at Mr. Malfoy’s and Miss Granger’s.”

Hermione felt her face turn red as everyone’s eyes averted to the back table. She ignored the looks from Pansy along with Ron and Harry. Harry’s was anger, towards Draco while Ron looked more worried.

“Class is dismissed as soon as you bottle up your potion. I hope for your sake that you and your partner did it correctly.” He added.