No Logic

Hermione ran a few steps forward then stopped. “Wait!” she shouted. Draco carried on moving. She ran up behind him and pulled on his shoulder to turn him around. “What do you want Granger?” he asked as he spun round to face her.

“What…what do I want?!?! Why did you kiss me?” Hermione asked with a sickened tone.

”If you even think about telling anyone about this Granger I’ll make sure you’ll regret it” he replied trying to threaten.

“You fucking bastard” she spat at him, beginning to shiver. She turned away from him and began to run from his direction.

”Yeah that’s it mud blood, run back to your little friends” Draco shouted after her, instantly disgusted with what he had just said. Suddenly Hermione tripped over a stone coming out from the grass and fell hard onto the concrete path. She layed sprawled out over the floor face down. Draco stood there contemplating with what to do. He ran over to her, angry with himself for wanting to help. She was crying, and her whole body shaking. Very vulnerable. He put her arm round his shoulder and helped her up. There was a bench nearby, barely visible and shaded by a few low growing trees. He made his way over and she sat herself down onto the bench.



He knelt down in front of her, noticing the small rip and bloodstain that covered her jeans on her knee. “Um..Your alright yes?” He asked her. “Dont touch me. Don’t look at me. Just go away,” Hermione whimpered whilst looking at the floor, slight humiliation setting in. A challenge, Draco thought to himself. ”Look Granger, your in no state to just be left here, now you can be difficult or you can let me help” Draco replied sternly. Hermione sniffed and wiped her tears away with her hand. “Were going to have to take these jeans off so I can get a good look at this cut”

Hermione let out a small laugh. ”Now your expecting me to take off my trousers, you must be kidding me”

”Im not kidding. You might have some dirt in the cut or something. If you do I need to get it out” he put bluntly.

”Why are you helping me, is this all some kind of sick joke? A bet, right. Well I don’t need any help. Especially from you”

”Granger, just get them off!” Draco said, half shouting, getting his way out of answering the question. Hermione gave him a look of distaste and started to unbutton her jeans. Draco was astonished at how quickly it was to persuade her to take of her clothes. This was going to be easy. His gaze didn’t move from her hands and he couldn’t help but smirk. She lifted her bum off the bench to pull her jeans down, putting pressure on her leg. The pain went up through her body making her quickly slam back down onto the bench. Draco couldn’t help but assist with pulling her jeans down, slowly across her knees, then right down to her ankles. “Im quite capable of taking off my own trousers Malfoy” Hermione snapped.



Barely able to see her cut because of the lack of light, he lent in as close as he could. “Doesn’t look to bad. I think you’ll live”

”Yeah yeah, can I go now nurse?” Hermione said sarcastically. Draco didn’t even hear what she had said. Time to put his acting skills to work. He ran his hand slowly up her leg and back down again. “I…I just cant help it” Draco said, thinking aloud. He placed both his hands at the tops of her legs and pulled them apart. Hermione willingly allowing him to. At the sight of Hermiones openness Draco suddenly felt quite aroused. He shuffled forwards slightly so he could be a little closer. Leaning forward he planted a kiss on her inner thigh, while running his hands up and down the underside of her legs, expecting his face to be met with a slap. Hermione pushed him back by his shoulders uncomfortably. “Malfoy I don’t think…” Before she had the chance to finish Draco leaned back in and swiftly kissed her inner thigh again. This one lasting longer than the last.



He then planted another. Each one nearer to her sex and quicker than the last. The sensation of this instantly started to make her clit ache, and she grew wetter, showing it through her knickers. Draco edged his way up her inner thigh until his face was met by her femininity. She could feel his hot breath through her knickers. Draco stopped and kneeled up. Hermione looked at him with a questioning look in her eye. He put a hand behind her on the small of her back feeling the scratches from earlier and brought her closer, his stomach now resting between her legs. With the other hand he slowly brought her face into his. There lips met and Draco hungrily pushed his tongue into her mouth. Hermione accepted and massaged his tongue with hers. Her hands holding the sides of his face to pull him in even deeper. Hermione broke away from the kiss. “Mmmm” Draco said, “I never thought Id taste a Granger”. Hermione, not quite knowing what to make of the situation, let her cheeks turn a deeper shade of red. Her nerves slightly showing.



Deciding to take his chance, Draco put each hand on either side of her ribs, slowly pushing her top up and over her head. With no hesitation he leant forward and kissed the swell of her breasts and then her stomach. Slight goose pimples appeared after he placed the kisses from the light breeze. His hands went to her back and he slowly unclasped her bra, removing it and placing it on the bench next to her. Her nipples instantly went erect from the cold. Draco’s smirk signalled he liked what he saw. He gave a light lick on her nipple followed by a slight nibble. Lust then got the better of him and his hand came up to squeeze the breast pushing the nipple deeper into his mouth. He then started sucking on it, rolling his tongue over her nipple. After a fair amount of time, he moved onto the other. Hermione leaned back, enjoying it, her nerves being replaced by desire. She smoothed her hands over his shoulders, and then to stroke his head, making more lose strands of hair fall down across his face.



Draco began to kiss her again. Faster than the last kiss. His hand trailed up her inner thigh and up to her stomach, teasingly stroking his fingers across the line where her underwear began. The way Hermiones body reacted to his touch showed Draco she wanted it just as much as he did. Not making her wait any longer he pushed his hand down and inside her knickers. His fingers sliding inside the folds of her sex. The thought of her being untouched was a delight. Hermione leaned back, and Draco continued kissing her neck. His index finger found its way to her opening and he slowly slid in a finger. Bringing it in and out a few times. Hermione quietly groaned, making Draco even harder.



His finger, coated with her juices, slowly started to rub her throbbing clit. Hermiones body arched towards him. He gradually got faster while gently biting her neck. When she was close to climax she dug her nails into his back and moaned loudly. Draco stopped and removed his hand. “Sshh” he whispered, bringing his finger up to cover her lips. “Someone could hear us”. Draco kneeled up. “Touch Me,” he said, while eyeing his growing bulge in his trousers. He took her hands and placed them over his crotch. His hardness growing into her palm as she slowly started to rub him through his trousers. Draco nuzzled into her neck. She took both hands and unbuttoned his trousers letting them fall. Hermione pushed his boxers half way down the tops of his legs. She shuffled forward a little and started to kiss Draco’s neck. She placed her hand over his cock and began gently rubbing for a few moments. “Lets change places,” he whispered.