The Most Dangerous Thing a Slytherin Could Do
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Adult +
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Sleeping Lioness
Thanks so much for reviewing while I was away! I was so excited! Anyway, I just got back from Kentucky so hopefully this flows with the story you all seem to adore. I'm just gonna throw things out there so, here goes!
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Chapter 19-Sleeping Lioness
She had walked back into Malfoy Manor after being once again stunned by Draco's kiss with a smile that reached ear to ear. She did not seem to notice Narcissa standing on the bottom of the staircase waiting to bring her up to her room for the night until the older witch snapped her long elegant fingers in her face.
"Hermione. Hello, where in heaven's name did your mind wonder to?" Smiled Narcissa.
"I'm sorry. I've just had such a lovely evening. Thank you for inviting me." blushed Hermione. What would she do if Narcissa found out that she and her son just shared a kiss in her front yard? Letting her smile fall a little, she let the older witch lead her up flights of stairs to her room.
"Here you go my dear. Please feel free to use what ever you want in this room and the bathroom attached. Ah ah ah. No buts." She smiled her all knowing smile. Kissing the girl on the cheek, Narcissa bid her good night, and went back down the marble staircase to her own chambers. Watching the elegant woman disappear into the darkness that emitted the halls, Hermione opened the giant white oak door and stepped into her room for the night.
Soft pink and tan colors splashed the walls, ending at the floor where tan carpet magically warmed her bare feet. Curtains of soft pink and white hid her from the darkness out side. Decorated with white dressing tables, chairs, end tables, and even the bed, Hermione found this room to be, very girly. Smiling that she wasn't forced to sleep in a room full of Slytherin green and gray, Hermione walked to the dressing table and looked to see what she could wear for the night. Seeing many colors shades of blues, reds, and white, she picked a light blue silk night gown that came above her knee. She blushed at the naughty gown. It had small thin straps for her shoulders, a bow that sat just under her breasts, and bloody hell, it could be see through! Quickly looking for an alternative night gown, she sighed at the theme of them. They all were like this. Cute, yet seductive. Sighing heavily, Hermione carefully undress from the ball gown and into her night gown. Not wanting to be up any longer tonight, she said a simple spell to clean her teeth and face of make up and any food, and crawled into the welcoming bed.
Draco strolled back into his manor with a grin on his face that seemed to light the way in the dark hallways. Hands in his pocket, he walked up flights of stairs to Hermione's room, intending on getting his good night kiss. Couldn't leave the birthday boy hanging now could ya? Stopping at the white door engraved with the muggle's version of a unicorn, he rasped his knuckles on the door. Not getting an answer, he opened the door and peaked his soft golden head in.
There sleeping in layers of tans and other cream colors, slept his little lioness. Oh, he wasn't denying it anymore. She would be his. He watched her all evening on how she handled the Slytherins. She held her self up right, not letting them think for a moment that she was weak. She spoke soft yet held her options, not letting them waver in the sea of green. Elegance wafted from her, as did kindness and happiness. Hermione really didn't see what a lady she was, and how much it turned him on. Oh sure he loved the angry Hermione, but the kind and thoughtful Hermione was a pleasant sight too. Dressed in regal dresses and gowns boosted his ego knowing one day, he'd would have her dressed in nothing but.
Creeping up to her side in which she faced, he saw a small smile gracing her plump lips. Her closed eye lids danced in twitched indicated she was already fast asleep. Pulling a chair up from the study table, he sat near her head just watching her sleep. She was so peaceful and beautiful. Yawning silently, Draco watched her sleep until he too was over come by the Sand Man.
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Short I know! But I thought they should have a soft moment. Who needs hot and heavy all the time? lol. Well,I hope for now this sedates you all. If not stay tuned for more coming on later this week. Until then!
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Chapter 19-Sleeping Lioness
She had walked back into Malfoy Manor after being once again stunned by Draco's kiss with a smile that reached ear to ear. She did not seem to notice Narcissa standing on the bottom of the staircase waiting to bring her up to her room for the night until the older witch snapped her long elegant fingers in her face.
"Hermione. Hello, where in heaven's name did your mind wonder to?" Smiled Narcissa.
"I'm sorry. I've just had such a lovely evening. Thank you for inviting me." blushed Hermione. What would she do if Narcissa found out that she and her son just shared a kiss in her front yard? Letting her smile fall a little, she let the older witch lead her up flights of stairs to her room.
"Here you go my dear. Please feel free to use what ever you want in this room and the bathroom attached. Ah ah ah. No buts." She smiled her all knowing smile. Kissing the girl on the cheek, Narcissa bid her good night, and went back down the marble staircase to her own chambers. Watching the elegant woman disappear into the darkness that emitted the halls, Hermione opened the giant white oak door and stepped into her room for the night.
Soft pink and tan colors splashed the walls, ending at the floor where tan carpet magically warmed her bare feet. Curtains of soft pink and white hid her from the darkness out side. Decorated with white dressing tables, chairs, end tables, and even the bed, Hermione found this room to be, very girly. Smiling that she wasn't forced to sleep in a room full of Slytherin green and gray, Hermione walked to the dressing table and looked to see what she could wear for the night. Seeing many colors shades of blues, reds, and white, she picked a light blue silk night gown that came above her knee. She blushed at the naughty gown. It had small thin straps for her shoulders, a bow that sat just under her breasts, and bloody hell, it could be see through! Quickly looking for an alternative night gown, she sighed at the theme of them. They all were like this. Cute, yet seductive. Sighing heavily, Hermione carefully undress from the ball gown and into her night gown. Not wanting to be up any longer tonight, she said a simple spell to clean her teeth and face of make up and any food, and crawled into the welcoming bed.
Draco strolled back into his manor with a grin on his face that seemed to light the way in the dark hallways. Hands in his pocket, he walked up flights of stairs to Hermione's room, intending on getting his good night kiss. Couldn't leave the birthday boy hanging now could ya? Stopping at the white door engraved with the muggle's version of a unicorn, he rasped his knuckles on the door. Not getting an answer, he opened the door and peaked his soft golden head in.
There sleeping in layers of tans and other cream colors, slept his little lioness. Oh, he wasn't denying it anymore. She would be his. He watched her all evening on how she handled the Slytherins. She held her self up right, not letting them think for a moment that she was weak. She spoke soft yet held her options, not letting them waver in the sea of green. Elegance wafted from her, as did kindness and happiness. Hermione really didn't see what a lady she was, and how much it turned him on. Oh sure he loved the angry Hermione, but the kind and thoughtful Hermione was a pleasant sight too. Dressed in regal dresses and gowns boosted his ego knowing one day, he'd would have her dressed in nothing but.
Creeping up to her side in which she faced, he saw a small smile gracing her plump lips. Her closed eye lids danced in twitched indicated she was already fast asleep. Pulling a chair up from the study table, he sat near her head just watching her sleep. She was so peaceful and beautiful. Yawning silently, Draco watched her sleep until he too was over come by the Sand Man.
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Short I know! But I thought they should have a soft moment. Who needs hot and heavy all the time? lol. Well,I hope for now this sedates you all. If not stay tuned for more coming on later this week. Until then!