Can't shake the feeling

Second Chapter is up, and raring to go! I promised you all the first kiss so here it is… Hopefully I’ve done you all proud and exceeded your expectations; anyway I won’t keep you waiting any longer,
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*Can't shake the feeling*



Hermione sat in the girls dorms of Gryffindor common room, looking desperately at the pile of clothes dumped untidily on her bed and the shoes lined up on the floor. She shook her head in despair and huffed angrily, standing and pulling off the blue sequined top she’d borrowed off Ginny 15 minutes previous.

She needed help.

She was going to detention for Christ’s sake, with Malfoy; she wasn’t going to bloody Paris on a date!


She was acting like one of those bloody muggle supermodels that dress in sparkly dresses to go and pick a pint of milk up from Tesco! She pulled a plain black t-shirt over her head and pulled her long hair into a loose ponytail.


No…

Oh dear god!

She was acting like lavender Brown!

At that thought she flung herself on top of the pile of clothes on her bed and closed her eyes willing some sense to enter back into her brain.


She didn’t even like Malfoy, it was just that whenever she was around him her body told her differently, she supposed she’d been sexually frustrated since she and Ron split up,


Maybe she’d been sexually frustrated since they’d been together.


In all honestly there was just never a spark, when you spend everyday with someone and know them inside out they can sometimes loose their appeal.


She’d found that out the hard way.


But Malfoy, sure he was the world’s biggest prat, but there was something about the way he was such a cocky bastard that got her blood boiling. To be quite honest when he did things such as smirk cockily at her, blow lightly on her neck, or make crude comments about her underwear or body, it really turned her on.

Not that she’d ever admit it to anyone.


She and Malfoy had kind of entered a cordial and civil relationship, mostly containing him propositioning sex and her turning him down, but being secretly quite pleased at the same time.

She looked at the clock on the side of her bed time table cursing when she saw it was only 10 minutes until her detention with Snape, she quickly pulled on a denim skirt, flat pumps and prepared herself to leave the dorm for, what she told herself, was going to be a very boring detention.

Making her way through the Gryffindor common room she was momentarily distracted by some 5th years pulling out the pages of what looked to be a library book, she was about to go over and give them all detention when her path was stopped by a broad chest.

‘Mione we need to talk’


She let out a sigh of relief when she realised it wasn’t Ron coming to beg her to take him back, and brought her eyes up warmly but wearily to her green eyed best friend.


‘Harry, actually I was just going to detention’

‘It’ll only take a minute Mi; I need to talk to you’

She looked wearily from the common room door to Harry’s pleading eyes and shrugged her shoulders in defeat,

‘Come on then’

They went and sat on the couch in front of the fire and Harry turned to look at her slowly,


‘Look Mione, I need to talk to you about Ron…’ when Hermione went to interrupt him, he placed his hand over her mouth and continued on regardless.


‘Just let me finish ok?’ He removed his hand when she nodded reluctantly, ‘Ever since you and Ron split up, he’s been a right moody bastard Mione, look I know it hadn’t been good for a while, and I know him cheating on you was absolutely out of order, but you two need to talk! I can’t be stuck in the middle of you arguing all the time, it’s doing my head in, and I’ve got much more important things to worry about!’


Hermione sighed gloomily and touched his shoulder, smiling sadly at him and taking one of his hands in hers.


‘I’ll talk to him Harry’ she replied, but looked hesitantly at him when he raised his head and smiled brightly at her ‘That doesn’t mean I’ll take him back, but I will talk to him, me and Ron just aren’t meant to be Harry, you both need to realise that.’


‘I just want you to talk to him Mione, I understand that you don’t want to be with him, all I ask is that you talk to him.’


Hermione nodded and kissed Harry on the cheek, gasping when she saw the time. She was 15 minutes late, shite, Snape was going to have a fit!


‘Harry I’ve got to go!’ she called as she ran out of the common room, ‘I’ll speak to him later…’


Harry watched her leave with an uneasy feeling in his gut, maybe Ron was right, maybe there was something going on with Hermione, she didn’t seem quite the same lately.

He yawned and stretched as he lifted himself off the couch and trudged up to bed, he needed an early night, he’d talk to Hermione in the morning.



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Draco smirked as he watched Snape check his watch for the hundredth time, ooooh Granger was in for a bollocking when she got here, he was eager to hear the crappy excuse she was likely to come up with, and even better, Snapes reaction.


He lounged back in the chair he was sitting in, reading what people had scratched into the wooden desk with their quills when he heard the tell tale sign of shoes slapping against the marble floor as someone ran down the corridor just outside the door.


He sat up straighter and looked over at Snape, grinning when he saw Snape had noticed too and had applied a scowl to his dark features and was facing the door with his eyebrow raised.


He laughed out loud as Granger burst into the room and banged her head on the door, yelping slightly and bringing her hand up to rub her injured forehead.


‘Mr Malfoy that is enough, Miss Granger may I ask you why you have arrived to my detention at…’ He looked at the watch on his wrist ‘8:21, when I can vividly remember saying 8:00?’


‘Sir I’m really sorry, I just lost track of time, i, i… I was doing homework sir and I stopped checking my watch and suddenly I was late, so I ran all the way here, and I’m rea…’


‘Miss Granger please spare us.’


Draco watched Granger turn pink and pull out a chair a couple of desks from him and sit herself down dejectedly.


‘Miss Granger you will stay for 30 minutes after Mister Malfoy has left to make up the time ok? Good, now I want you both to learn that you will not easily get away with wasting my lesson time, so you will turn all the desks in the classroom over and remove all chewing gum from the bottom of them… without magic.’


The smile slipped from Draco’s face as he processed Snapes words.


‘But Sir surely…’


‘You will do it Mister Malfoy and you will do it to the best of your ability and maybe next time you will think twice about trying to woo Miss Granger in the middle of my lesson!’


Draco pouted sulkily and crossed his arms glaring at his head of house with great disdain.


Hermione snorted loudly as she watched Malfoy act like a spoilt child.


‘Does something amuse you Miss Granger?’


‘No sir’


‘Good, get to work then!’


Draco grinned over at Hermione as he watched her purse her lips and get up to start turning the desks over, when she saw him she raised her eyebrows and stuck her tongue out at him, he shook his head and started to do the same turning all the desks so the legs of each desk stuck up dangerously in the air.


Draco sniggered to himself thinking this to be a disaster in the making, Granger was such a klutz and with all these pointy legs sticking straight up in the air he didn’t fancy her odds.

Once they had turned all the tables upside down Snape had handed them both a small craft knife each and a bucket telling them to scrape the gum off and put it in the bucket when they’d finished. Draco, at this point, had asked for some rubber gloves to protect his perfectly manicured fingers and had been very offended when Snape had glowered at him and told him to stop being such a girl!


He’d thrown Granger the death glare when she’d burst into hysterical hiccupping but had been suddenly aroused when she’d taken her bottom lip between her teeth and started nibbling to try and contain her laughter.


It had been about half an hour since then and Draco was currently staring at said bottom lip, he’d noticed it had become swollen due to Grangers ministrations and looked cherry red…


‘Right, the headmaster requests my presence in a meeting so I am going to leave you two alone for about thirty minutes, when I am back I expect all the desks to be free of gum and then I will consider letting Mister Malfoy go. Oh and before I leave I’ll have both your wands thank you, we wouldn’t want you to try and get out of you task now would we?’


Hermione scowled at Snapes back as he left the room, he was such a twat! He always played favourites and she was getting quite sick of it, she was seriously considering refusing to do the stupid task he’d set them and going to complain to McGonagall instead, when Malfoy’s voice vibrated through her thoughts.


‘So Granger, me, you, alone in detention, I think it’s fair to say we could probably live out some extremely sexy fantasies if we wanted to.’


Hermione turned round and glared at him sarcastically, she noticed his normally immaculate appearance was slacking and this made her grin ever so slightly. His normally perfect shirt was slightly crumpled and half of it had come loose from inside his trousers, his sleeves were rolled up his forearms and where looking rather dusty and his tie was hanging loose around his open collared neck.


She had to admit, he looked pretty damn scrummy.


‘What makes you think you’re in my fantasies Malfoy?’


‘Are you trying to tell me that I’m not’ he said smirking at her and throwing the knife up in the air then catching it one handed.

‘You are so big headed its unbelievable!’

‘I’m not only big headed sweetheart’

‘Eughrrrr’ Hermione huffed and stood walking over to him and crossing her arms in front of her chest. ‘You Malfoy are so bloody… bloody ignorant! And you are a git, a big headed git! Who cares about no one but himself, you think you’re the flipping king of Sheba! You think you’re oh so great, stomping around like you own the place, thinking you can get any girl you please, and well I’m not having it! You are just one big… WHY ARE YOU SMIRKING AT ME DAMN IT?!?’


‘Granger I hate to interrupt your charming speech but I think it’s really time I informed you I can see right up your skirt and your wearing rather see-through panties!’


Draco tried his hardest to stop the laughter that was rumbling in his chest and leant back on his forearms and watched as she turned bright red (he was sure it was a mix of both embarrassment and rage and maybe, was that… desire?) He just smiled and shook his head as she gave a grumble of defeat then returned to her table and sat down in a huff facing the opposite way from him.


‘Oh Granger, I didn’t embarrass you now did I?’

‘Fuck off’

‘Charming’

‘You’re anything but!’


Draco watched her turn back around and start trying to peel the gum from the desk again, she looked good, unlike him she’d changed out of uniform and her tight black t-shirt was stretched over her well endowed chest, her hair, which she must have put in a bobble earlier, had stray tendrils falling all over her flushed face and her small skirt showed off her long slender legs and thighs.


‘Come on Granger I was only playing with you, what’s say we put this all behind us and get down to the good stuff’


‘Good stuff? If you’re referring to what I think you’re referring to Malfoy then you can think again matey!’


‘You’re such a bloody kill joy Granger; I know you want to kiss me!’


‘How did you work that one out then’ Hermione replied while looking up at Malfoys cocky face.

‘Well because I want to kiss you’


Hermione was never usually rendered speechless but she actually found that when she tried to say something in return to Malfoys blatant come on, she’d lost all ability to form the correct sentences in her brain’


‘Yo… you… you what?’


‘You heard me Granger, don’t look so shocked, we’ve been flirting like two 2nd year Hufflepuffs for ages now and to be honest I’m getting pretty tired of it’


‘I don’t like you’


‘I don’t like you either, but that doesn’t mean I don’t find you sexually attractive, maybe that’s part of it.’


Hermione stared at him for a while, maybe he was right, she knew she didn’t like him, but she was attracted to him she guessed, her eyes travelled down to his lips and she watched as his pink pointy tongue poked out from his mouth and wet his bottom then top lip.


Was it just her or was it getting warm in here?


Draco watched as her pupils started to dilate and her chest started to heave under her shirt, he stood from his table and moved slowly over to hers, talking in a low, deep voice that sounded, to Hermione, just like sex.


‘If you let me, I could make you feel so fucking good Granger, I could do things that you’ve probably never even dreamt of in you wildest fantasies…’

By this point Draco was a desk away from where Hermione sat gazing up at him on the floor holding her craft knife in one hand, she gulped once and licked her lips to moisture them, Draco followed the movement and smiled to himself.

‘If you let me, with one touch I could have you screaming my name, begging for more, I could click my fingers and have you break out in a sweat panting and heaving as I did beautiful wonderful things to your body…’

Hermione had now edged back and was leaning against one of the upturned table legs as Malfoy stood right in front of her.

‘If you let me…’ Draco’s voice was now barely a whisper as he bent down in front of her and stared fixedly at her almond eyes ‘I could take your breath away with a kiss so deep and full that it would instantly have your pretty little knickers soaked in a matter of seconds’

Draco continued to stare into her eyes and watched as a flush crept up her chest, he also noticed her eyes kept flickering from his eyes to his lips.

He leant in close to her ear and whispered his demand, making sure his hot breath hit her aroused skin.

‘Drop the knife Granger’

*Bang*

They both looked from each other to the knife lying hazardly on the floor and then Draco smiled softly to himself and turned back to her look down at her through his blonde bangs of fringe.


Hermione was practically jelly where she sat; good did he know how to talk dirty or what.


‘I’m going to kiss you now’ he said simply watching her reaction closely.


Hermione didn’t wait for him to finish, she reached up and pulled him by his shirt collar down to her and crashed her wanton lips onto his, Draco smiled into the kiss and kissed back immediately moving his legs so he was straddling her where she sat and reaching behind her to pull the band from her hair. Once he felt the hair to be free he buried his large hands in it and tilted her head so he could kiss her more deeply.


Hermione moved her hands from his collar to reach for his hair and pulled his head down more fiercely to hers, Draco ran his tongue along the opening of Hermione’s lips and groaned loudly when he was allowed entrance and could feel the warm, wet cavern of her hot little mouth. She tasted like apples, his favourite fruit.


Hermione ran her tongue sensually against Draco’s and sucked teasingly on his bottom lip; Draco repeated the action to Hermione’s bottom lip and nibbled gently earning him a small gasp followed by a deep moan.


When Draco felt his knees getting tired he moved his arms down to circle Hermione’s waist and moved them both from the table to the floor and bringing a hand up to protect her head, laid her down and lay on top of her.


Hermione broke the kiss to look into Draco’s eyes, muttering ‘You’re a bastard Malfoy’


‘And you’re a bitch Granger’ Draco smirked before diving down to catch her lips again.


Hermione could feel Draco getting excited against her lower stomach and brought her pelvis up to grind against his, Draco let the hand that wasn’t supporting most of his weight next to Hermione’s head, move down to his side and ran his open palm over her belly and up to stroke the underside of her breast.


Hermione could feel the burning ache in her lower centre and brought one leg up to wrap around Draco’s mid section, as they snogged ferociously. Draco brought his hand to her leg and grabbed it harshly holding it firmly against his hip.


As he felt Hermione’s chest start to heave more harshly he began to grind his pelvis into her, breaking the kiss and burying his head into the junction where her shoulder met her neck when he felt her start to respond and grind back into him.

They stayed like that for a few minutes, dry humping each other, the room filled with Hermione’s gasping and moaning and Draco’s grunting and groaning.


Hermione let go of Draco’s shoulders as she heard footsteps walking swiftly down the corridors and pushed him off her and smoothed her skirt down hearing a muffled ‘oi!’ from Malfoy.


Then comprehension seemed to dawn on Draco’s face as he too heard the footsteps and muttered ‘shit’ struggling up and quickly moving towards his desk, Hermione pushed herself up from the floor and jumped back onto her table picking up the craft knife just before professor Snape entered the room.


‘Right, now I’m back Mr Malfoy, you may go’ Snape leered as he opened the classroom door and strode up the classroom, flinging his cloak onto his chair.


Out of the corner of her eye Hermione watched Draco get up quite calmly nodding his head at his head of house and striding out of the classroom without a second look at Hermione.

She put her head down and continued to scratch at the chewing gum on the desk she was still occupying; she only looked up as she heard Snape address her.


‘Did you fall and hurt yourself Miss Granger?’


Hermione looked confusedly at Snape for a moment before replying worriedly, ‘No why sir?’


‘It’s just that your lip is bleeding’


And for a second time that night Hermione was at a complete loss for what to say.







*I would like to thank all the lovely and generous people who reviewed the last chapter, you are all amazing, I was completely flabbergasted by the response and it made me think, hell yeah! I’m going to give you all one (hopefully) fantastic fic! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and that it had you on the edge of you seats!
Also I’d just like to answer some of the questions that where put to me so here goes…*

Melanie – Lavender Brown appears in the half blood prince (which hopefully you know is a Harry potter book) and is Ron’s first kiss, and clap is a sexually transmitted disease (it’s real name is Chlamydia) Hope that cleared that one up for you, thanks for reviewing. Xxx

Angel – We all love a bit or Draco wearing knickers! Thanks for your wonderful review, and there is a lot more kinkiness too come… Oh and btw, in my one-shot, to save you, for me, you left a review about my grammar being English, well, you were absolutely right! I am from England and I didn’t have a beta on that fic so thank you for your support hunny, it was greatly appreciated!

Jan – I’ve always had a thing for guys with an ear piercing, it gets my blood coiling, thanks again for reviewing!

And to everyone else who reviewed, you are all wonderful and if you have any questions please don’t hesitate! Love to you all x

And of course please review again, it lets me know what you think and gets me all jolly so please, make a girl happy, can’t wait to here from you…
Fia xxx