RAGE

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Hermione was just about on cloud nine. Never in her life did she think she would ever be kissing Draco Malfoy. And what lips he had. His lips were massaging hers in such earnest but with such experience. Her knees were growing weak. She had managed to rest her hands on his hips somewhere along the way. She could barely focus.

And then she felt his hands wandering from her back downwards. One hand stopped at the small of her back, and the other one ventured down to cup her ass. He pulled her hips closer to his and she gave a small moan. He was hard. Rock hard against her hip. She couldn’t believe how turned on she was by this. Her sex began to tingle and throb.

“Hermione?” Came Ginny’s voice as she opened the door. “Hermione? Mum said that dinner is almost re-”

Hermione and Draco immediately pulled apart. Draco turned his back to the door and Hermione wiped at her lips, trying to look like she had not just been snogged silly. Ginny looked at them and frowned, taking in the situation.

“Oh.” She said quickly. “Um, so, Mum said dinner is almost ready.”

She quickly retreated.

“Thanks, Gin.” Hermione managed to mumble as the red-head scrambled to get away.

As soon as the door closed, Hermione looked over to Draco. He seemed to be looking anywhere but her eyes. She quickly looked down to the bulge in his pants and felt the tingles begin again. She bit her lip trying to suppress the urge to tackle him. Her heart was racing at being caught, but somehow she just wanted to continue.

But, she knew if Ginny told anyone, they would be in there in a flash, pulling her away and whacking her over the head, asking her what she was thinking. She looked up to his eyes and found that he had caught her looking at his crotch. She blushed hard. He licked his lips and stepped closer to her.

She decided to throw caution to the wind and walked to him, grabbing his collar and pulling his lips back down to hers. She was too hot and bothered to ignore this now. She let her hands trail down his back and rest on his ass as she kissed him thoroughly.

His hands immediately went in her hair and she moaned at the sensation of his fingers on her again. They parted for air and he smirked at her. He felt herself grow wetter. God, this was so hot. Draco Malfoy, here and now. And that smirk of his, she couldn’t think.

“Merlin, I love your hair.” He whispered huskily into her ear. “Don’t ever change it.”

He began to kiss his way from her jaw, down her neck, suckling lightly on her pulse point. Hermione began to breathe hard and let her hand move to the front of his pants where she lightly rubbed him over his pants.

“Fuck…” He exhaled slowly.

She kept rubbing, feeling her self get wetter and more and more ready for him. He went back to kissing her mouth, this time thrusting his tongue, inviting hers to duel. She quickly obliged.

“Hey, Hermione?” Came Harry’s voice as he opened the door. “Gin sounded strange, are you okay?”

Hermione and Draco again pulled away quickly. Hermione was so turned on that she could barely think straight but she spoke.

“I’m fine, Harry.” She said. “Just speaking with Draco.”

She looked at Draco who again had his back to the door. He looked at her and smirked. She smiled back, it was a pretty funny predicament.

“Go on, I’ll catch up with you.” Draco said, his voice deep.

She wanted to stay, but found herself nodding.

“We’ll continue this discussion later then?” Hermione asked, casually.

He nodded.

“Definitely.” He said, looking her up and down.

She blushed again and was so glad that Harry couldn’t see how Draco was looking at her. Draco looked away from her and swallowed hard, trying to calm himself down. Hermione looked back at Harry who was frowning at her. She walked over to him and tried to smile normally.

“Oh, and Hermione…” Draco called to her, turning his head torso around slightly.

She looked around.

“Thank you for what you said.” He said, giving her a genuine smile.

She smiled and he turned his head around again.

“You’re not coming Malfoy?” Harry asked. “Dinner is being served.”

“You guys go on, I’ll be there in a minute.” He said, his voice still deep and a bit forced.

“You sure?” Harry pressed. “You’re alright?”

Draco nodded and mumbled an uh-huh.

“I’m fine, Potter.” Draco answered. “Don’t worry your little head off about me.”

“C’mon, Harry.” Hermione pressed, quietly. “He needs a moment alone.”

Harry nodded, his face still in a frown, now for a different reason. Hermione took his arm and walked to the kitchen.

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Hermione couldn’t get her head around a conversation at dinner. Not that there was much conversation. A few people seemed to be chatting about tomorrow or how things would be changed in the world.

She kept stealing glances at Draco, who caught her eye a few times. He even went so far as to tease her by sitting across from her and rubbing his foot against her leg. She also could feel Ginny’s eyes burning into her skull. When she finally looked at her, Ginny just smiled and looked away.

When everyone had had their fill, Hermione began to wash up with Luna and Ginny. Ginny insisted to her mother that the cook should not have to clean as well, so she banished her from the kitchen. Draco was the last one to leave and gave Hermione a look of lust-filled longing before he left. Hermione felt butterflies in her stomach.

“How long has this been going on between you two?” Ginny asked quietly when she saw Draco leave.

Little did she know, he was hanging around outside the kitchen to hear what Ginny and Hermione had to say.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Hermione said, quickly.

She looked down at the dishes she was washing, hoping Ginny would drop it.

“Oh come on.” Ginny said. “I’m not stupid. Anyone could see that you two had just been snogging each others brains out. Not to mention the way he wouldn’t turn around and look at me, I’d say things were about to progress quickly.”

“What! Who?” Luna asked.

“Nobody, Lu.” Hermione said, shaking her head.

“Hermione and Malfoy.” Ginny said, trying to whisper.

“What?” Luna asked, a smile appearing on her face. “You and Malfoy?”

“No!” Hermione whispered.

“I just caught them about to rip each others clothes off in the library.” Ginny said matter-of-factly to Luna.

“Hermione...” Luna said, smirking. “You kinky devil you.”

Hermione laughed. Never before had she been called kinky.

“Listen guys, Draco and I, we don’t have a ‘thing’.” Hermione said.

“Just give it up, Hermione.” Ginny said. “You’ve been found out.”

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