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Conventions, Clubs and Caresses
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
28
Views:
24,474
Reviews:
168
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
2. Clubs
Thanks to all of those who stopped in to review my story, it really is encouraging and I'm sorry to all those authors whose stories I read and never even stopped in to say Great Job!
I'm not sure where this story is headed, but I can't get these two out of my head and it's literally driving me insane until they can get together! LOL
On with the story
~*~
“Ginny!” She just stood stock still staring into her best friend’s eyes, wavering on her locked knees.
“What the hell were you doing?” Ginny asked harshly through clenched teeth.
“I…I…I don’t…” Hermione didn’t know what to say. She had just been dancing with Malfoy; hell making out with him was more like it.
“I think it’s time we go” and Ginny pulled Hermione from the dance floor. Hermione grabbed her coat and purse from the table before stealing a quick glance back to the dance floor, wait, Where’d he go? Hermione looked around frantically, looking for the platinum blonde hair, those grey eyes, searching everywhere her eyes could find. He wasn’t there.
~*~
“Okay, now, can you tell me what the hell was going on” Ginny asked dropping her coat on the back of the couch and falling into the cushions with such ferocity you’d think the stuffing would have flown out of the stitching.
“Ginny, I don’t know what came over me. I didn’t tell you, but, I saw him earlier today. I went out for a bite to eat and ran into him at a café’, literally. He was rude as usual and I went back to the convention. I didn’t mention it earlier because I know how it upsets you to talk about him”
“Oh, so you felt it wouldn’t ‘upset me’ if you snogged him on the dance floor?” Ginny snarled.
“Look, I’m sorry; I honestly don’t know what came over me. It’s kind of barmy actually. I was standing outside feeling the fresh air and then there he was. I tried to push past him but when he grabbed me I just…I…well, I didn’t feel any of the hatred towards him anymore, its’ strange but, I almost felt…at peace” Hermione dropped her head trying to figure out what was wrong with her.
“He bewitched you! That’s it, the slimy git put a charm on you” Ginny nearly hollered out.
“Oh come on now. You don’t honestly believe that do you?” Hermione asked.
“Do you have another explanation for your actions tonight?”
“Well, no,…I guess it’s… possible. Look Ginny, I’m sorry. Luckily I won’t ever have to see him again, I’m leaving in the morning." And with that, Hermione stood up and headed for the bathroom.
~*~
The next morning, Ginny and Hermione said their goodbyes in the lobby of the hotel. Hermione still had to check in with her office before she headed to the Apparition Point for her next and final convention for this leg of her trip.
She had another hour before her scheduled trip so she decided to have a nice breakfast and sort out her thought, now that Ginny was gone Hermione could think about what had happened last night.
‘What was it about him that all of a sudden made her want to see him again?’
She finished up her breakfast and made to leave when she felt a hand wrap around her wrist.
“Granger” That cool drawl in his voice sent involuntary shivers down her spine.
“Malfoy” She looked into his eyes and was lost immediately. She shyly sat back down I her chair, waiting for him to sit asked him. “What have you done to me?” It came out rather choked instead of harsh as was intended.
“Done to you, why, nothing. Are you leaving?” Draco asked her never breaking eye contact with her.
Hermione couldn’t look away, no matter how hard she tried her eyes betrayed her and stayed locked on his in an intense gaze.
“Yes, I was just leaving.”
“Oh, okay then.” He stood and walked away from her. Walked through the café doors and out of her sight.
She shook her head, she felt dizzy all of a sudden. Trying to steady herself, she gathered her items and headed for the Apparition Point.
~*~
TWO WEEKS LATER
Finally, three whole days off with no work, no conventions and no more stress-induced headaches.
She decided it was time she relaxed and headed to one of her favorite beaches for some serious sunbathing for the next few days.
The isle is home to Newquay, a seaside haven and mecca for surfers. Fistral Beach was one of her favorites. It may be crowded, but she absolutely loved everything the town had to offer.
She checked into The Lighthouse, a family B&B that overlooked the beach. Before heading out into the sun she decided to take a small cat nap, no sense in sunbathing when you’re tired, you’ll wake up looking like a lobster for sure.
Hermione settled in to the comfy bed and fell peacefully into a sound sleep.
‘She was dancing slowly round and round on a large dance floor, she couldn’t hear the words to the music, but the soft thumping told her it was a slow dance as her body swayed side to side. A strong set of arms wrapped securely around her waist, pulling her close to warm body. She felt a hot whisper of breath on her neck before succumbing to the fell of lips gently sucking on her pulse point. Hermione moaned at the contact of skin, gently sucking and nipping. Those masculine hands worked their way up her body, caressing her curves, coming up to cup her full breasts gently squeezing them.
Her head fell back coming to rest on a strong shoulder as her hand makes it’s way to the back of the silky feeling head.
His hand moved lower, down her ribs, over her tummy, past her skirt to her thigh. He slowly pulls the material up revealing the juncture between her legs, knicker free. He slowly turns her around in his arms, finally showing himself to Hermione.
Draco Malfoy stared into her eyes before lowering to his knees, placing soft kisses upon her stomach, never breaking eye contact. His hand moves between her legs, finding her wet and ready for him. Gently sliding his two fingers through her slit, finding her sensitive nub, giving it a playfull tug before delving into her warmth.
Hermione gasped as she clung tightly to his shoulders, barely able to stand. His fingers pumping rhythmically into her sweet spot. She couldn’t take it, the feeling was incredible. It had been so long since she had felt a man’s touch. She eased her leg onto his shoulder as he grinned up at her. He descended into her sweet passage with his mouth, licking at her clit eagerly while pumping in and out of her tight passage. He could feel her walls tightening so he pumped faster, find just the right spot as he sucked on her clit without abandon. He was rewarded with her flowing juices as she screamed in ecstasy.’
Hermione sat upright in her bed, nearly screaming out. Her breathing was labored and she was covered in sweat. Her hand was between her legs, covered in her juices.
“Bloody Hell!”
~*~
It was 5:00 and she had been at the beach most of the afternoon. After her ‘nightmare’ she had taken a shower to wake herself (and wash herself off). She was getting hungry and decided to try some of the local cuisine she heard some of the other patrons at the B&B discussing earlier when she checked in.
As she walked out of the quaint restaurant into the night air she had a rather odd feeling of being watched. After looking around and not noticing anything out of sorts, she concluded she was going barmy and headed back to the B&B.
“Oh it’ll be great, I heard they have brilliant mixed drinks and the DJ’s are right gorgeous and play whatever you ask them to…”
The giggling girls made their way out of the door and into the night air.
‘Hmm, sounds kinda fun and that’s what I’m here for right.’ Hermione asked herself.
~*~
Freshly showered and donning her best ‘evening wear’ Hermione stepped into The Barracuda. The club was pumping with energy.
Not wasting any time, she made her way to the bar, ordered a drink and sat on a stool watching the crowd. The dance floor was completely jammed with people jumping around to the crazy tune currently blasting its way out across the crowd.
Finishing off her drink she made her way to the dance floor. Losing herself in the crowd and dancing to the music, feeling completely carefree and full of energy…when someone grabbed her from behind, pulling her close to their warm body, grinding into her backside.
She whirled around to the sight of Draco Malfoy gazing into her beautiful amber eyes.
“What the hell? Are you following me?”
Instead of answering her he pulled her close to him capturing her lips in a searing kiss.
~*~
I don't have a 'puter at home, so I try to update when I can. I am trying for no less than once a week. Reviews are wonderful, flames will be doused.
I'm not sure where this story is headed, but I can't get these two out of my head and it's literally driving me insane until they can get together! LOL
On with the story
~*~
“Ginny!” She just stood stock still staring into her best friend’s eyes, wavering on her locked knees.
“What the hell were you doing?” Ginny asked harshly through clenched teeth.
“I…I…I don’t…” Hermione didn’t know what to say. She had just been dancing with Malfoy; hell making out with him was more like it.
“I think it’s time we go” and Ginny pulled Hermione from the dance floor. Hermione grabbed her coat and purse from the table before stealing a quick glance back to the dance floor, wait, Where’d he go? Hermione looked around frantically, looking for the platinum blonde hair, those grey eyes, searching everywhere her eyes could find. He wasn’t there.
~*~
“Okay, now, can you tell me what the hell was going on” Ginny asked dropping her coat on the back of the couch and falling into the cushions with such ferocity you’d think the stuffing would have flown out of the stitching.
“Ginny, I don’t know what came over me. I didn’t tell you, but, I saw him earlier today. I went out for a bite to eat and ran into him at a café’, literally. He was rude as usual and I went back to the convention. I didn’t mention it earlier because I know how it upsets you to talk about him”
“Oh, so you felt it wouldn’t ‘upset me’ if you snogged him on the dance floor?” Ginny snarled.
“Look, I’m sorry; I honestly don’t know what came over me. It’s kind of barmy actually. I was standing outside feeling the fresh air and then there he was. I tried to push past him but when he grabbed me I just…I…well, I didn’t feel any of the hatred towards him anymore, its’ strange but, I almost felt…at peace” Hermione dropped her head trying to figure out what was wrong with her.
“He bewitched you! That’s it, the slimy git put a charm on you” Ginny nearly hollered out.
“Oh come on now. You don’t honestly believe that do you?” Hermione asked.
“Do you have another explanation for your actions tonight?”
“Well, no,…I guess it’s… possible. Look Ginny, I’m sorry. Luckily I won’t ever have to see him again, I’m leaving in the morning." And with that, Hermione stood up and headed for the bathroom.
~*~
The next morning, Ginny and Hermione said their goodbyes in the lobby of the hotel. Hermione still had to check in with her office before she headed to the Apparition Point for her next and final convention for this leg of her trip.
She had another hour before her scheduled trip so she decided to have a nice breakfast and sort out her thought, now that Ginny was gone Hermione could think about what had happened last night.
‘What was it about him that all of a sudden made her want to see him again?’
She finished up her breakfast and made to leave when she felt a hand wrap around her wrist.
“Granger” That cool drawl in his voice sent involuntary shivers down her spine.
“Malfoy” She looked into his eyes and was lost immediately. She shyly sat back down I her chair, waiting for him to sit asked him. “What have you done to me?” It came out rather choked instead of harsh as was intended.
“Done to you, why, nothing. Are you leaving?” Draco asked her never breaking eye contact with her.
Hermione couldn’t look away, no matter how hard she tried her eyes betrayed her and stayed locked on his in an intense gaze.
“Yes, I was just leaving.”
“Oh, okay then.” He stood and walked away from her. Walked through the café doors and out of her sight.
She shook her head, she felt dizzy all of a sudden. Trying to steady herself, she gathered her items and headed for the Apparition Point.
~*~
TWO WEEKS LATER
Finally, three whole days off with no work, no conventions and no more stress-induced headaches.
She decided it was time she relaxed and headed to one of her favorite beaches for some serious sunbathing for the next few days.
The isle is home to Newquay, a seaside haven and mecca for surfers. Fistral Beach was one of her favorites. It may be crowded, but she absolutely loved everything the town had to offer.
She checked into The Lighthouse, a family B&B that overlooked the beach. Before heading out into the sun she decided to take a small cat nap, no sense in sunbathing when you’re tired, you’ll wake up looking like a lobster for sure.
Hermione settled in to the comfy bed and fell peacefully into a sound sleep.
‘She was dancing slowly round and round on a large dance floor, she couldn’t hear the words to the music, but the soft thumping told her it was a slow dance as her body swayed side to side. A strong set of arms wrapped securely around her waist, pulling her close to warm body. She felt a hot whisper of breath on her neck before succumbing to the fell of lips gently sucking on her pulse point. Hermione moaned at the contact of skin, gently sucking and nipping. Those masculine hands worked their way up her body, caressing her curves, coming up to cup her full breasts gently squeezing them.
Her head fell back coming to rest on a strong shoulder as her hand makes it’s way to the back of the silky feeling head.
His hand moved lower, down her ribs, over her tummy, past her skirt to her thigh. He slowly pulls the material up revealing the juncture between her legs, knicker free. He slowly turns her around in his arms, finally showing himself to Hermione.
Draco Malfoy stared into her eyes before lowering to his knees, placing soft kisses upon her stomach, never breaking eye contact. His hand moves between her legs, finding her wet and ready for him. Gently sliding his two fingers through her slit, finding her sensitive nub, giving it a playfull tug before delving into her warmth.
Hermione gasped as she clung tightly to his shoulders, barely able to stand. His fingers pumping rhythmically into her sweet spot. She couldn’t take it, the feeling was incredible. It had been so long since she had felt a man’s touch. She eased her leg onto his shoulder as he grinned up at her. He descended into her sweet passage with his mouth, licking at her clit eagerly while pumping in and out of her tight passage. He could feel her walls tightening so he pumped faster, find just the right spot as he sucked on her clit without abandon. He was rewarded with her flowing juices as she screamed in ecstasy.’
Hermione sat upright in her bed, nearly screaming out. Her breathing was labored and she was covered in sweat. Her hand was between her legs, covered in her juices.
“Bloody Hell!”
~*~
It was 5:00 and she had been at the beach most of the afternoon. After her ‘nightmare’ she had taken a shower to wake herself (and wash herself off). She was getting hungry and decided to try some of the local cuisine she heard some of the other patrons at the B&B discussing earlier when she checked in.
As she walked out of the quaint restaurant into the night air she had a rather odd feeling of being watched. After looking around and not noticing anything out of sorts, she concluded she was going barmy and headed back to the B&B.
“Oh it’ll be great, I heard they have brilliant mixed drinks and the DJ’s are right gorgeous and play whatever you ask them to…”
The giggling girls made their way out of the door and into the night air.
‘Hmm, sounds kinda fun and that’s what I’m here for right.’ Hermione asked herself.
~*~
Freshly showered and donning her best ‘evening wear’ Hermione stepped into The Barracuda. The club was pumping with energy.
Not wasting any time, she made her way to the bar, ordered a drink and sat on a stool watching the crowd. The dance floor was completely jammed with people jumping around to the crazy tune currently blasting its way out across the crowd.
Finishing off her drink she made her way to the dance floor. Losing herself in the crowd and dancing to the music, feeling completely carefree and full of energy…when someone grabbed her from behind, pulling her close to their warm body, grinding into her backside.
She whirled around to the sight of Draco Malfoy gazing into her beautiful amber eyes.
“What the hell? Are you following me?”
Instead of answering her he pulled her close to him capturing her lips in a searing kiss.
~*~
I don't have a 'puter at home, so I try to update when I can. I am trying for no less than once a week. Reviews are wonderful, flames will be doused.