THE PHOENIX

Chapter Nineteen


After dinner in the Great Hall, people went to different parties throughout the school or across the lake. Quite a few of them went party hopping, where everyone seemed to be welcome. The quidditch games were the main topic of conversation and all were wondering who the players would be for tomorrow. During dinner, ballots were handed out where everyone picked the players they would choose and what position they should play. It was a tough decision as many houses had good players.

Hermione and Draco bade everyone a goodnight, and headed towards their dormitory, careful not to touch each other. “Well, I think I’ll have a quick shower and read a bit before bed,” she said as she headed towards her bedroom.

“I wish I could join you ‘Mione,” Draco grinned.

“Me too,” she said then turned to her bedroom again.

Draco waited until he heard the shower running then went to his room to get the feather he had put in his room earlier. He placed it beside his usual chair in the common room, hidden from view, and then picked up his book to look like he was reading.

It was soon after that Hermione came out wrapped up in her favorite robe, her hair still damp. He looked at her hungrily, stifling back a moan as he saw the same look reflected in her eyes. “Well, my turn.....a cold one at that,” he muttered as he went into the bathroom.

He took his time washing under the warm jets of water, then turned the water cold to cool down his body. He got out drying himself quickly and wrapped the towel around his waist. He smiled to himself as he stepped back into the common room.

Hermione heard him enter and held her breath as he walked in. The towel hung low on his hips and stopped above his knees. When he walked towards his chair, she looked to his upper thigh that showed at the opening of the towel. “Uh....Draco....aren’t you going to put on a robe or something?” she asked huskily.

He smirked, “no, this is pretty comfortable. Don’t you like what I’m wearing Hermione?” he asked as he sat down, spreading his legs a bit.

“Yes,” she said fidgeting in her chair. “You look good....really good.” Her eyes following a drop of water as it trailed down his chest.

He got up to come around the back of her chair. He leaned close, “you smell good Hermione,” he said leaning closer. He pushed her chair closer to his so she was directly facing his chair.

She laughed, “what are you doing Draco?”

“Nothing,” he said shrugging his one shoulder. “Just want to be close to you.”

He sat back in his chair and looked across at her. He had placed the chair close enough to touch the arm of her chair. He sat back again, spreading his legs a bit again. “Do you know how much I want to touch you right now?” he asked huskily.

“About as much as I want to touch you,” she replied huskily licking her lips.

“And where would you touch me Hermione?”

“Everywhere.”

He put his hand on his chest, gliding over the bare skin, “like here?”

“Yes.”

His fingers touched the ringed nipple as he watched her. She licked her lips, watching as his hand went down his stomach to stop at the edge of the towel. “Hermione....I want to see you,” he huskily said as his fingers loosened the towel.

She sat back, untying the robe slowly, opening it before him. Her eyes went to his hands as it opened the towel showing his hard cock. His hand went around it lightly moving it up and down his length.

He watched as her hands skimmed over her body, to come up to cup her breasts. He groaned as he tightened his grip on his cock, his thumb sliding over the head. “You know what I love Hermione?” he asked. She shook her head. “I love the way you make me feel...I love the way you run your mouth over my skin...I love the way you take me in your mouth as you use your tongue to drive me crazy. Most of all....I love you Hermione,” he said huskily as his hand continued to move on his cock.

“Gods.....I love when you do that Draco,” she moaned as she watched his hand on his cock. Her hand went down between her legs as she spread herself further.

Draco shook his head. “Not yet. Not until I tell you that you can,” he smirked as he sat forward.

“There’s nothing you can do to stop me, now is there?” she smiled as her fingers slipped lower to rub against her clit.

“No there isn’t,” he said huskily then groaned as her finger slid inside of her. “Gods....Hermione, I want you so bad right now.” He leaned closer. “You smell so good, I’d like to taste you, run my tongue over your clit as I sink my fingers inside of you....to fuck you so hard you cry out my name,” he groaned out.

Hermione moaned as her fingers found her clit, shifting her bottom closer to the edge of the chair, spreading her legs for him.

“But, if you don’t stop, I’ll leave,” he warned as he stood up in front of her as he gripped his cock in his hand. “And I know how you like to see me do this,” he said as he pumped his hand up and down on himself.

She groaned as she licked her lips and placed her hands on her hips. “Fine....you happy now?” she grinned.

“I’d be happier if I could actually touch you, but for now....yes I am,” he smirked as he reached down for the long ostrich feather.

He leaned over her, his one arm on the side of her chair holding him up as he looked down into her eyes. “I love you ‘Mione,” he said softly as he lightly brushed the ends of the feather down her nose then across her cheek.

“I love you too Draco,” she replied closing her yes as the soft feather brushed her face.

“Do you know what I’ve missed all day?” he asked. She shook her head as she looked up. “I miss your kisses,” he huskily said as he brushed the feather across her mouth. “You have the most addicting mouth,” he said as he licked his lips, bringing the feather down to her neck.

Hermione sighed as delicious shivers worked down her body from the soft caress of the feather. If there was any doubts on Draco’s true feelings, this brushed them aside. The way he slowly trailed the feather over her face, the way he looked at her, it spoke volumes on his love for her.

The feather brushed over her shoulders to her bare arms, down to her hands then back up again to her upper chest. Draco moved it gracefully to her sides to circle around her breast. He smiled as the feather grazed her nipple, hearing her slight intake of breath. “Do you like that Hermione?” he said softly, brushing it across the other nipple.

“Yes,” she said raggedly.

“Put your hands on them Hermione,” he requested hoarsely.

She brought her hands up her stomach to cup her breasts, the feather continuing it’s whispy touch against the nipples. “I love the way they respond to my touch, my mouth, my gaze as they reach out for me to taste,” he said softly.

She closed her eyes as his voice heightened her senses, the feather heating her skin.

“Pinch the nipples Hermione....close your eyes, imagining my touch as I pinch the nipples between my fingers, tugging on them before I lick them to a peak, sucking them into my mouth,” he said seductively.

She moaned as her fingers tweaked the nipples, tugging them. “Feels good,” she moaned. She put one of her fingers in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it before circling her nipple with her fingertip.

“Gods.....Hermione,” Draco groaned. He kneeled between her legs, brushing the feather down her sides, then down the center of her stomach. His fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking in a slow rhythm. “Move your hands lower,” he rasped out, breathing heavily.

She spread her legs in front of him as her hands skimmed over her hips then to the insides of her thighs. His hand shook as he brushed the feather over her hips, then down the outsides of her legs, then back up the inside of her thighs. He watched with heated eyes as her fingers slid between her legs. He seated himself across from her in his chair thrusting up into his hand as he watched her.

Hermione groaned watching him, seeing his hand grip the shaft of his cock, the leaking head making her mouth water. She raised one of her legs over the arm of her chair as she sunk two of her fingers inside of her, her other hand’s fingers working around her clit.

They kept their eyes on each other, mesmerized by the movements of their hands as they moved on themselves, wishing it was the other’s touch instead. Hermione watched as Draco’s hand went faster, her own fingers moving furiously against her clit. The building pressure within her leaving her breathing raggedly. She moved her hips up, bending her head back against the back of the chair as she listened to Draco’s panting breaths.

“Draco,” she cried out as her climax washed over her. Her hand stilled as her clit throbbed against her slick fingers.

When he heard her cry out his name, he soon followed, finally letting his release go. After a couple more strokes he let out a cry as he came onto his hand and stomach. He looked up to Hermione sitting up, licking her lips as she looked at him.

“This isn’t fair,” she said pouting.

He wiped his hand on the towel then sat up to face her. “I know, but later....” he looked to the time, “....today, we’ll make up for it,” he said with a small smile.

“You still owe me a night in my bed Draco,” she said grinning as she closed her robe.

“I’ll give you the whole weekend,” he smirked.

She looked at him longingly. “I would really like to kiss you right now,” she said holding onto the edge of the chair so she wouldn’t reach out to touch him.

“I would really like for you to kiss me too.....but it’s not possible right now,” he said sighing heavily.

They both stood up, Hermione looking down Draco’s naked body. “Maybe we should get some sleep,” she said, her eyes heating up again with want.

He reached out to part the robe carefully as to not touch her skin, looking at her naked skin. “Yes...sleep would be good,” he said softly. “We’ll be up late tomorrow....or today,” he said grinning.

She stepped back. “Goodnight Draco,” she said softly.

“I love you Hermione.”

“Love you too,” she said as she turned to walk to her bedroom.

Draco turned, the image of Hermione in his mind as he washed up....again, to get ready for bed. ‘That damn Pansy will pay for this,’ he though to himself, thinking of ways to get back at her.


thanks to Lessa for beta-ing