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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
18
Views:
16,117
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51
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1
Currently Reading:
1
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Chance Encounter
Chapter 2: Chance Encounter
Since Hermione had left England four months ago, she had been making a tour of the major U.S. cities; sometimes staying a couple nights, sometimes a few weeks. She enjoyed visiting the museums, muggle and wizard alike.
She had spent a wonderful weekend with a charming, handsome intern at the wizard hospital in Dallas before moving on, not allowing any emotions to form in either party. She stayed in D.C. for awhile, convincing their branch of the American Ministry that they were in desperate need of her potions. She had been in Boston for the past week. So far, it was her favourite city she'd visited. And it was a plus that Salem was just a short daytrip away - all the history. She had bought loads of books there.
Today had been a long day; it should have been her wedding day. Everyday for the last week Ginny had been leaving her messages on her voicemail wondering when she was going to be back. She didn't yet know the answer to this; she was still healing, but she was also having a good trip. Earlier, when she had been visiting an art exhibit, she heard a couple of women talking about a great restaurant and she thought she'd treat herself and take her mind off of things.
She dressed herself carefully before going out - she wanted to feel sexy for herself. She ended up in a black lace thong with matching demi bra, covered by a form fitting white shirt, buttoned high enough to cover her bra, but give a peek from the side. The bottom half of her ensemble included a red skirt that flowed to the middle of her slim thigh, and black leather heels that zipped almost to her knees. She finished off the look with a little mascara and lip gloss before smiling at herself in the mirror and leaving her hotel room.
When she got to the restaurant, she asked the maitre'd to be seated at the bar, and he pointed it out to her. She walked over to the bar, scanning the room. There were a few good looking guys who appeared unattached. As she passsed a table holding two of these men she heard them having an animated conversation about quidditch. They were out. She was sure they would barely notice her, and if they did, it would include leering of sorts. The third, a tall, lean man with a perfect tan and dirty blond hair was already looking her way. She considered him as she wondered how long it would take for him to come over.
Not more than two minutes later, he was at the chair next to her. "Mind if I join you?" he asked.
Making a point to look him up and down, she answered "I won't stop you."
Before the blond sat on the empty stool next to her he took her hand, gently brushing it against his lips. "Jared Hansen, pleased to make your aquaintence," he introduced himself.
Smiling at him, Hermione answered with "Aurora Bennett." It was one of three names she had been going by..... she was having fun not being Hermione Granger for a bit.
"So, Aurora, how long have you been in the States?" Draco asked, picking up on her English accent, as he had gotten used to listening to Americans. There was something faintly familiar to her voice, but he chalked it up to being away from his birthplace so long.
"Four months or so. And yourself?" At that moment the bartender came over and asked what they wanted. Draco ordered a whiskey on the rocks, while Hermione stated "Sex on the Beach," her eyes never leaving the face of the man sitting next to her. As much as he tried to hold it in, a smirk appeared on his face. For a second Hermione thought she knew that smirk from somwhere, but dismissed the thought before it was fully formed.
"Oh, I've been here for a few years," came the answer.
******
Two hours later the duo arrived at Hermione's hotel room. Draco could barely keep his hands from roaming her body as she opened the door, and as soon as it was closed, he didn't try. He practically ripped her shirt off as he picked her up and pressed her against the wall.
Wrapping her legs around his waist, the wall supporting her weight, she moaned into his mouth, kissing him deeply. She was working just as hard to get his shirt off. After a full minute and a half of groping, but still wearing clothes, Draco pulled away from the wall, leaving Hermione to stand.
In a flash, the two were naked and kissing again. Hermione had her hands on his chest, gently pushing him towards the bed. When they finally reached their destination, she gave one final shove, and he landed on the bed, smirking up at her. She climbed above him, straddling his legs, her mouth working on his nipples, sucking, and nipping with the occasional bite thrown in, slowly moving up his chest until she was tonguing his right ear before moving back to his mouth.
Meanwhile, Draco had one hand running down her back to her ass and back up again, the other hand had two fingers pumping in and out of her while his thumb stimulated her clit. A few minutes later he flipped them over, his fingers still in her. He was ravaging her breasts with ne less enthusiasm than she had shown him when she whispered in his ear, "Jared, I need you inside me."
With that he took his fingers away and guided his large cock to her entrance, kissing her as he entered, her inner walls closing greedily around him. He rammed into her, her moans becoming more and more breathless by the minute. They orgasmed within seconds of each other, lying on the bed panting before falling asleep.
*****
"Shit!" Draco was sitting up straight in the bed, looking at the clock on the wall.
"What's wrong, Jared?" Hermione thickly asked, sleepily opening her eyes.
"I have to be to work in ten minutes, and I have to go home and shower and change."
"Mmmmmm, okay. Have a nice day," she said, gazing up into his eyes.
He leaned down and kissed her before saying, "I want to see you again, Aurora. How about dinner tonight?"
"I would like that. Where do you want to meet?"
"I get out of work around six if you want to come there."
"Ludicrious Patents, right?"
"Right. I really have to go now." Draco got up, gathered his clothes, and apparated to his apartment, leaving Hermione to think back to the amazing night she just had for a minute before falling back asleep.
Since Hermione had left England four months ago, she had been making a tour of the major U.S. cities; sometimes staying a couple nights, sometimes a few weeks. She enjoyed visiting the museums, muggle and wizard alike.
She had spent a wonderful weekend with a charming, handsome intern at the wizard hospital in Dallas before moving on, not allowing any emotions to form in either party. She stayed in D.C. for awhile, convincing their branch of the American Ministry that they were in desperate need of her potions. She had been in Boston for the past week. So far, it was her favourite city she'd visited. And it was a plus that Salem was just a short daytrip away - all the history. She had bought loads of books there.
Today had been a long day; it should have been her wedding day. Everyday for the last week Ginny had been leaving her messages on her voicemail wondering when she was going to be back. She didn't yet know the answer to this; she was still healing, but she was also having a good trip. Earlier, when she had been visiting an art exhibit, she heard a couple of women talking about a great restaurant and she thought she'd treat herself and take her mind off of things.
She dressed herself carefully before going out - she wanted to feel sexy for herself. She ended up in a black lace thong with matching demi bra, covered by a form fitting white shirt, buttoned high enough to cover her bra, but give a peek from the side. The bottom half of her ensemble included a red skirt that flowed to the middle of her slim thigh, and black leather heels that zipped almost to her knees. She finished off the look with a little mascara and lip gloss before smiling at herself in the mirror and leaving her hotel room.
When she got to the restaurant, she asked the maitre'd to be seated at the bar, and he pointed it out to her. She walked over to the bar, scanning the room. There were a few good looking guys who appeared unattached. As she passsed a table holding two of these men she heard them having an animated conversation about quidditch. They were out. She was sure they would barely notice her, and if they did, it would include leering of sorts. The third, a tall, lean man with a perfect tan and dirty blond hair was already looking her way. She considered him as she wondered how long it would take for him to come over.
Not more than two minutes later, he was at the chair next to her. "Mind if I join you?" he asked.
Making a point to look him up and down, she answered "I won't stop you."
Before the blond sat on the empty stool next to her he took her hand, gently brushing it against his lips. "Jared Hansen, pleased to make your aquaintence," he introduced himself.
Smiling at him, Hermione answered with "Aurora Bennett." It was one of three names she had been going by..... she was having fun not being Hermione Granger for a bit.
"So, Aurora, how long have you been in the States?" Draco asked, picking up on her English accent, as he had gotten used to listening to Americans. There was something faintly familiar to her voice, but he chalked it up to being away from his birthplace so long.
"Four months or so. And yourself?" At that moment the bartender came over and asked what they wanted. Draco ordered a whiskey on the rocks, while Hermione stated "Sex on the Beach," her eyes never leaving the face of the man sitting next to her. As much as he tried to hold it in, a smirk appeared on his face. For a second Hermione thought she knew that smirk from somwhere, but dismissed the thought before it was fully formed.
"Oh, I've been here for a few years," came the answer.
******
Two hours later the duo arrived at Hermione's hotel room. Draco could barely keep his hands from roaming her body as she opened the door, and as soon as it was closed, he didn't try. He practically ripped her shirt off as he picked her up and pressed her against the wall.
Wrapping her legs around his waist, the wall supporting her weight, she moaned into his mouth, kissing him deeply. She was working just as hard to get his shirt off. After a full minute and a half of groping, but still wearing clothes, Draco pulled away from the wall, leaving Hermione to stand.
In a flash, the two were naked and kissing again. Hermione had her hands on his chest, gently pushing him towards the bed. When they finally reached their destination, she gave one final shove, and he landed on the bed, smirking up at her. She climbed above him, straddling his legs, her mouth working on his nipples, sucking, and nipping with the occasional bite thrown in, slowly moving up his chest until she was tonguing his right ear before moving back to his mouth.
Meanwhile, Draco had one hand running down her back to her ass and back up again, the other hand had two fingers pumping in and out of her while his thumb stimulated her clit. A few minutes later he flipped them over, his fingers still in her. He was ravaging her breasts with ne less enthusiasm than she had shown him when she whispered in his ear, "Jared, I need you inside me."
With that he took his fingers away and guided his large cock to her entrance, kissing her as he entered, her inner walls closing greedily around him. He rammed into her, her moans becoming more and more breathless by the minute. They orgasmed within seconds of each other, lying on the bed panting before falling asleep.
*****
"Shit!" Draco was sitting up straight in the bed, looking at the clock on the wall.
"What's wrong, Jared?" Hermione thickly asked, sleepily opening her eyes.
"I have to be to work in ten minutes, and I have to go home and shower and change."
"Mmmmmm, okay. Have a nice day," she said, gazing up into his eyes.
He leaned down and kissed her before saying, "I want to see you again, Aurora. How about dinner tonight?"
"I would like that. Where do you want to meet?"
"I get out of work around six if you want to come there."
"Ludicrious Patents, right?"
"Right. I really have to go now." Draco got up, gathered his clothes, and apparated to his apartment, leaving Hermione to think back to the amazing night she just had for a minute before falling back asleep.