Get Too Close

The fact that the last image in his mind was Granger with her lips around his cock once he came was disconcerting and unsatisfying. That image just made him want to fuck with her even more and it wasn’t supposed to work this way. He didn’t completely hate the girl, but he didn’t like her either. He shook his head and fell into a dreamless sleep.

Meanwhile Hermione was in her room pacing back and forth taking small moments to stop and look at the time. It was almost midnight and at this point sleeping was the last thing on her mind. She had tried to distract herself with The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 7), Moste Potente Potions 2, and hell she’d even tried reading Magical Me to fall asleep. It was obvious that none of her attempts at trying to get to bed were working and it was all because of Malfoy.

“Stupid prat,” she muttered. “I should’ve slapped him when I had the chance.”

Her body was still recovering from her short lived make out session and her stomach was tense. She could give in and let her fingers finish what Malfoy had started, except giving in meant she was letting Malfoy get to her. She couldn’t let that happen. She could still smell him and she could still feel his hands trailing up her thighs and his tongue stroking hers. She had wanted more, she still wanted more but here she was alone in her room. She was done trying to get herself to fall asleep and turned off the lights. She got into her plush bed with a scarlet duvet that had gold lining on the sides. She sighed as her head hit the pillow and she started to concentrate on what was going on between her thighs. It was going to be a really long night.

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Hermione had only gotten three hours of sleep and she could feel it. The worst part was that she still wanted Malfoy but even more than before. At least it was Friday, she could just skip going to the library for once and try to get some more sleep because it felt like her head was glued to the pillow. Snap out of it, a voice tried telling her, once you get to class you’ll be fine. She forced herself to get out of bed to make her way to the bathroom. If Malfoy was in there hogging the bathroom she was going to fucking hex somebody.

Malfoy was up before her which was a first considering she’d be the one in the bathroom complaining about how he needed to get out. It was great because now she’d have to walk in on him in the shower and she wouldn’t be able to say shit. Malfoy knew how stubborn Hermione was and knowing her she probably tried to keep her hands tied down last night just in case she made a move to pleasure herself. He made sure to leave the door open so she could have a complete view of the shower.

“This is too easy Granger,” he chuckled before stepping into the shower and turning it on.

Once she stepped foot into the common room she could hear the shower start. She groaned in frustration.

“No,” she groaned once more. She was too tired and cranky for this in the morning. She didn’t want to see his angelic pale face and white blonde hair right now.

She cautiously approached the bathroom seeing the oak door wasn’t shut. She shut her eyes before she stepped in. God please let the bathroom be steamed up, she begged in her head, please? Apparently there was no such God because the bathroom wasn’t completely steamed and she could see Malfoy clearly through the glass from the waist up in the shower. Of course there would be steam collecting on the glass where it mattered most. Malfoy was facing away from her and she watched the water trail down his perfect v-shaped back, her finger tips were itching to drag themselves across his body. He could’ve easily been a male model in the Muggle world because he really was exquisite. The muscles in his back and shoulders flexed as she watched him lather shampoo into his hair.

No, this is too much, she thought as she slowly took a step back crashing into the side of one of the counters knocking over a bottle. She was watching the bottle collide with the beige tiled floor in slow motion, a clunking noise echoed through the bathroom along with the water in the shower.

“Don’t turn around, don’t turn around,” she mumbled quietly as her head rose and her eyes darted to the shower. He had turned around and there wasn’t a glint of surprise in his eyes, but then again it was Malfoy.

“What do you think you’re doing in here Granger?”

Her heart started. “What do you think I’m doing Malfoy? I’m trying to get ready for class.”

His arms were so distracting and so was his hard chest with light brown nipples. The water was making him look so appealing and before she could catch herself her eyes were already mesmerized by this blonde treasure trail. If her eyes could just move a little lower past the steam-

“You need to learn to stop perving me all the time.”

“Don’t flatter yourself,” she said clearing her throat hoping she wasn’t flushing, but she could feel it creeping up her neck into her face.

He smirked watching her face turn pink. It was amusing that her face was like an open book, so bloody easy to read.

“Trust me, I don’t have to,” he said turning around to turn the knob of the shower off. “You’ve already done the job.”

He was out of the shower before she could blink and he had his towel wrapped around his waist, covering up the bits she had tried so hard to see.

“I know how disappointed you are Granger,” he said to her while looking at his reflection in the mirror above the sink. “Disappointed that you can’t see all this perfection.” He caught her light brown eyes in the mirror.

It probably would’ve been hilarious had it not been so close to the truth and she couldn’t even say anything to defend herself. She watched him standing there half naked brushing his blonde hair off of his forehead.

He chuckled. “You’re really still standing there? And you want me to believe that you don’t fancy me?”

“Just shut up,” she said roughly, placing her things on a counter close to the shower and away from him.

He could still see her in the mirror with her back to him and her crazy chestnut coloured curls bouncing with every small movement. She was attempting to take her pajamas off with a towel already wrapped around her. He was amazed considering she could’ve used a tiny spell to easily rid herself of her clothing without exposing herself to him. She succeeded though and he caught a glimpse of the freckles peppered along her delicate shoulders as her hair swung to the right.

She could feel his eyes boring a hole into her and it was unnerving because she already felt like she was going to faint. The only thing keeping them from seeing each others bodies was a flimsy towel and that was bothersome.

“You can go now,” she said as she turned around with one hand grasping onto the knot that was holding her towel up.

He frowned. “Who said I was leaving?”

“I said you were leaving. You’re done here,” she said glaring at him.

“Oh, I beg to differ. The show has just begun hasn’t it? It’s only fair that I get to watch you,” he hissed taking a few steps toward her. “So I suggest you get a move on Mudblood, unless you want to be late for class.”

She shook her head. She couldn’t believe the nerve of the dickhead in front of her. Did he think she was completely thick?

“I’m not doing anything,” she shrilly said, jabbing her finger into his muscled chest. He grabbed her hand and opened up the glass shower door.

“Get in,” he demanded.

“No,” she said trying to grab her hand back. His hand was gripping too hard and it was starting to feel like her bones were about to be crushed into pieces. His hand tightened and she gasped.

“Get in now or I’ll put you in myself,” he said tensely.

“Fine,” she spat. “Let go of me.”

He let go sneering down at the angry red mark on her wrist. Did he feel bad? No. If she had complied with his one demand her wrist would’ve been perfectly fine. She rubbed her wrist quickly trying to ease the pain. She looked up at him and wanted to punch him right in the fucking nose like she had around their third year. She didn’t know why she liked him so much. Why she still wanted to cover his face with kisses.

“Stop staring at me with those beautiful lusty eyes and get in,” he grunted.

Wait, did he say beautiful? She asked herself then she flushed and curtly nodded.
She stepped into the shower feeling a shiver go down her spine as her feet settled against the cool tiles. She was still holding onto her towel.

“Turn around Malfoy.”

“Why should I? I think I remember telling you that we were playing by my rules,” he said stepping away from the shower door to lean against the counter where the evil bottle that had just exposed Hermione fell from.

“I’m pretty positive that I don’t remember watching you remo-”

“Not my problem,” he smirked crossing his arms across his chest.

Now she knew that she should’ve kept her wand hidden in her towel. “Constant vigilance!!!” said Moody’s gruff voice in her head. It was too late now, her things were in Malfoy’s line of sight.

“Ugh, wanker,” she whispered.

She slowly turned around facing the crystal shower knob in front of her. She breathed in unknotting her towel and removing it slowly before she threw half of it over one side of the shower door to let it hang. She knew Malfoy was looking at her ass and she could feel her stomach starting to knot up even more than it did last night. She finally turned the shower on and shuddered as the warm water started to flow over her.

Her ass was perfect in every sense of the word. He had known those school robes were deceiving, but he had never imagined she would look this good. He could feel his dick twitch as his eyes roamed over her dimples of Venus and back down to the globes of her ass.

“Granger,” he whispered in awe. “You are such a sight.”

He pushed his hair away from his eyes. He wanted her to turn around now. He wanted to see her supple breasts and her pussy. Just the thought of it got his dick to tent his towel. Her curls were smoothed out by the water weighing her hair down and he was captivated by the water trailing down the arch of her back and over her ass. He groaned. His hands had been on that soft piece of flesh grabbing desperately last night. He wanted her now and this was his game, right?

Hermione was trying to concentrate on washing her hair but Malfoy was in the same room as her watching and judging her nude body. She heard shuffling behind the glass door and suddenly it opened and quickly shut. She was about to turn around except there were two hands and ten fingers digging into the skin of her hips keeping her in place.

“Don’t you dare move,” his voice grunted into her ear. “I wish I had known about this ass of yours.” Each hand was on an ass cheek massaging slowly.

“Malfoy,” she breathed out. “This wasn’t part of the deal.” His hands were going to kill her because her tense stomach was burning up now.

“The deal was my rules,” he said letting go of her ass and trailing his hands over the dimples of her back then around and up her flat stomach towards her breasts. He groaned as his hands held onto her firm breasts. He could feel her hard nipples in the palm of his hand.

“You’ve been hiding all this Granger?” He had her nipples in between his fingers pinching and twisting them to tease her. It was working because she moaned.

His hands felt perfect over her ass but they felt even better on her tits. She could feel his lips and his breath on her ear and it made her want more. She shuffled backwards seeking his crotch and felt his erection poke into her back.

“Oh,” she moaned as his hands massaged her breasts. She could feel her thighs getting slicker and it wasn’t just the water from the shower.

“You better watch your step Granger,” he said with his hands still moving and his cock pressing into her back. “You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into.”

“Let me turn around Malfoy,” she said desperately, she was so close to begging him. “Please.”

“I can’t hear you,” his breath tickled her ear.

“Please,” she pleaded. “Let me turn around.”

She waited for his response but he was too busy feeling her hot and wet skin under his hands. She moaned again and he started to kiss her neck ignoring the water hammering into his face.


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A/N: loll don't fucking hate me for doing this to you guys because I kind of hate myself for stopping with that crappy sentence.

RogueMudblood: I honestly love you already. I was laughing so much at your review I almost cried. So here's to hoping that you don't start hating this story in the future. Cheers.

jaceni: lolol you have to thank RogueMudblood for the suggestion of the summary since I'm completely out of it. I know you're hating me right now for another addition of suspense, but you're welcome for the previous update :).

Kogas Hentai Luver: I'm really sorry that I haven't gotten to that 'much needed hotness' point yet. I promise it'll be in the next chapter. I just have to figure some shizz out and then it will be good to go. It could be up by the afternoon or maybe even later.

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