Conquest
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
20,762
Reviews:
63
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
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Naughty Dreams
“Damn that sonofabitch!! I’m going to kill that asshole” Hermione yelled as she threw her books down in the Gryffindor common room, nearly making Harry and Ron jump out of their seats.
“Hermione! That’s quite a mouth you have!” Harry teased.
“Yeah, I thought I was the only one who could swear like that!” Ron laughed. “I take it your potions partner is a little tough.”
She moaned and slumped down into a seat next to the boys. “Why Malfoy? I would rather be with ANYONE than him! He irritates me to no end!”
Ron patted Hermione’s shoulder. “I honestly feel bad for you- and I’m with Nevile!”
“Well at least Nevile is NICE!” she exclaimed.
“Yeah, but between the two of us, we don’t know shit about potions!” he laughed.
“What are we making, anyway?” Harry asked.
Hermione sighed. “Don’t you guys listen? That’s the whole point of this assignmet- we don’t know what we’re making. When we’re done making it, we’re supposed to test it and come up with the name of the potion based on what happens. If you make it right, you’ll know what potion it is.”
Harry and Ron both groaned. “What a perfect way for Snape to kill me and make it seem like my own stupidity,” Harry said.
“Damn! Nevile and I are fucked! We’re all going to die, Harry!” Ron moaned.
Harry laughed. “Malfoy and Hermione will be the only two survivors in our potions class!”
“No, because they’ll kill each other- even though their potion is perfect,” Ron chuckled.
Hermione laughed and rolled her eyes. She was still pissed about having to work with Malfoy, but at least her two best friends always new how to make her laugh.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
Draco Malfoy hurried back to his dormitory, his arms full of potion books from the library. What a perfect opportunity this new assignment had given him he he poured over the books he thought about what exactly to do. He didn’t want to make any kind of love or lust potion. That would just be too easy. But he needed a way to get her where he wanted her, because the way she was acting toward him- well, she wouldn’t even give him the time of day if he asked for it. Let alone come to his room for a private study session.
Just to relax her… he turned the page and found exactly what he was looking for. “A spell to calm hypertension, overly angry feelings, and grudges,” the headline read. ‘Perfect,’ Draco thought. ‘I’ll start switching the ingredients, and she’ll be helping me make the potion that’ll make her want ME!’
He put his books away and got dressed for bed. He had been working on subliminal suggestions with his father, before he was taken away, and thought that this would be an ideal time to use it, weak as it may be.
He closed his eyes and imagined Hermione in her own bed, lying under the blankets, wearing… well, if he had it his way, nothing! He imagined himself next to her, running his hand up and down her leg. In his mind he climbed on top of her, pressing her head into her pillow with a fierce kiss. Her leg wrapped around him as he traveled down her neck, softly biting the tender skin. His hand moved along the side of her body and over her breasts, teasing her nipples to their own erections. She moved her hand down and started rubbing his growing hardness through his shorts. Back in his reality he started down the same. He concentrated on projecting more images into her mind… His body, moving down her, his tongue and lips creating a path to her thighs…
***
Hermione moaned and moved her own hands up to play with her nipples, hardened beyond belief. She looked down and watched the glorious sight of Draco’s blond head between her legs. His tongue doing things that she would never have thought possible. Her stomach heaved up and down as her breathing became deeper and more erratic. The pleasure washed through her as his tongue flicked back and forth over her clit and then dipped inside her wet hole. She moaned loudly and he picked up the pace, faster and faster until she couldn’t hold back any longer, and she let the pleasure overtake her, her eyes shut tightly as amazing feelings washed over her.
She opened her eyes and something was strange. She looked around her bed, then realized what it was- It had all been a dream. Or had it? She was breathing heavily and there was a definite wetness between her legs… Yet, there was no Draco, she thought with some strange disappointment. That brought her to her senses. DRACO??? Why Draco? Of all people in this world, how could Draco be doing such indescribable things to her body… How could the mere thought of him bring her to such a flustered state? Had she actually had an orgasm? Not just in her dream, but in reality? Just from the thought of Draco….. ‘Well,’ she thought, ‘he knew exactly what he was doing.’ She closed her eyes and attempted to relive the dream, ignoring the fact that she supposedly hated Draco Malfoy…
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“Hermione! That’s quite a mouth you have!” Harry teased.
“Yeah, I thought I was the only one who could swear like that!” Ron laughed. “I take it your potions partner is a little tough.”
She moaned and slumped down into a seat next to the boys. “Why Malfoy? I would rather be with ANYONE than him! He irritates me to no end!”
Ron patted Hermione’s shoulder. “I honestly feel bad for you- and I’m with Nevile!”
“Well at least Nevile is NICE!” she exclaimed.
“Yeah, but between the two of us, we don’t know shit about potions!” he laughed.
“What are we making, anyway?” Harry asked.
Hermione sighed. “Don’t you guys listen? That’s the whole point of this assignmet- we don’t know what we’re making. When we’re done making it, we’re supposed to test it and come up with the name of the potion based on what happens. If you make it right, you’ll know what potion it is.”
Harry and Ron both groaned. “What a perfect way for Snape to kill me and make it seem like my own stupidity,” Harry said.
“Damn! Nevile and I are fucked! We’re all going to die, Harry!” Ron moaned.
Harry laughed. “Malfoy and Hermione will be the only two survivors in our potions class!”
“No, because they’ll kill each other- even though their potion is perfect,” Ron chuckled.
Hermione laughed and rolled her eyes. She was still pissed about having to work with Malfoy, but at least her two best friends always new how to make her laugh.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
Draco Malfoy hurried back to his dormitory, his arms full of potion books from the library. What a perfect opportunity this new assignment had given him he he poured over the books he thought about what exactly to do. He didn’t want to make any kind of love or lust potion. That would just be too easy. But he needed a way to get her where he wanted her, because the way she was acting toward him- well, she wouldn’t even give him the time of day if he asked for it. Let alone come to his room for a private study session.
Just to relax her… he turned the page and found exactly what he was looking for. “A spell to calm hypertension, overly angry feelings, and grudges,” the headline read. ‘Perfect,’ Draco thought. ‘I’ll start switching the ingredients, and she’ll be helping me make the potion that’ll make her want ME!’
He put his books away and got dressed for bed. He had been working on subliminal suggestions with his father, before he was taken away, and thought that this would be an ideal time to use it, weak as it may be.
He closed his eyes and imagined Hermione in her own bed, lying under the blankets, wearing… well, if he had it his way, nothing! He imagined himself next to her, running his hand up and down her leg. In his mind he climbed on top of her, pressing her head into her pillow with a fierce kiss. Her leg wrapped around him as he traveled down her neck, softly biting the tender skin. His hand moved along the side of her body and over her breasts, teasing her nipples to their own erections. She moved her hand down and started rubbing his growing hardness through his shorts. Back in his reality he started down the same. He concentrated on projecting more images into her mind… His body, moving down her, his tongue and lips creating a path to her thighs…
***
Hermione moaned and moved her own hands up to play with her nipples, hardened beyond belief. She looked down and watched the glorious sight of Draco’s blond head between her legs. His tongue doing things that she would never have thought possible. Her stomach heaved up and down as her breathing became deeper and more erratic. The pleasure washed through her as his tongue flicked back and forth over her clit and then dipped inside her wet hole. She moaned loudly and he picked up the pace, faster and faster until she couldn’t hold back any longer, and she let the pleasure overtake her, her eyes shut tightly as amazing feelings washed over her.
She opened her eyes and something was strange. She looked around her bed, then realized what it was- It had all been a dream. Or had it? She was breathing heavily and there was a definite wetness between her legs… Yet, there was no Draco, she thought with some strange disappointment. That brought her to her senses. DRACO??? Why Draco? Of all people in this world, how could Draco be doing such indescribable things to her body… How could the mere thought of him bring her to such a flustered state? Had she actually had an orgasm? Not just in her dream, but in reality? Just from the thought of Draco….. ‘Well,’ she thought, ‘he knew exactly what he was doing.’ She closed her eyes and attempted to relive the dream, ignoring the fact that she supposedly hated Draco Malfoy…
***More is coming! Probably today, yet! But in the meanwhile, please REVIEW!!!! Thanks!***