Midnight Patrol

“So tell me do you think they suspect anything?” Draco asked his hand slowly running up her thigh.

Hermione shook her head. “Not a thing, although they think your up to something.”

“What ever could I be up to that would have them so curiously.”

“They don’t trust you.” She said turning the page of her book.

“But you do.”

“That’s different.”

“How so?” He asked his fingers lightly touching the outside of her panties as he slipped them under feeling her brown curls.

“They don’t know you like I do.” She said breathing steadily.

“Good, I don’t want them to know me like you do. That would be a bit disgusting.” Malfoy said smiling as he wrote out his homework and slipped two fingers inside of her wetness. “Already?” He asked teasingly.

“You know how I am around you.” She said trying to steady her breathing as his fingers moved around inside of her.

“Yes, I do. But I’m the same way around you.” He said.

Hermione turned her attention away from her homework to meet Draco’s gray-blue eyes “Really?”

He nods. “And quite painful too.”

She smiled as she let one hand drop from the table and onto Draco’s lap. Even above his robe she could feel the bulge. “I guess so.”

“It wants you to play with it.” He said gliding his fingers in and out of her.

“Only since you asked nicely.” She said having her hand under his robe and expertly undid his pants with one hand. He gasped softly and unnoticeably as her fingers brushed against it. “Is it happy now?”

“Very happy.” He said in a low voice. “I wish there was a broom closet near by.”

She giggled softly. “What’syouryour mind you bad boy.”

“You.” He whispered as his eyes narrowed seeing Potter and Weasley coming towards them. Both looking very annoyed. “We have company.” He said as he continued to move his fingers inside of her feeling her wetness surround them.

“Get away from her Malfoy.” Harry said quite annoyed.

“No.”

“You…” Ron started to say as he reached for his wand in his robe

“There was no other tables available so I told Malfoy he could sit here as long as he didn’t bother me.” Hermione told her two friends as she wrapped her fingers around his hardness.

“Well it looked like he was bothering you to me.” Harry said glaring at the blonde Slytherin.

“Well maybe you need your glassed fixed Potter. Granger is just helping me with my Transfiguration homework.”

Malfoy stiffed for a second or so as he felt Hermione massaging his erect cock. He couldn’t do anything with her friends there. “Well you look done so leave.” Ron said

“Are we done yet Granger?” He asked in his normal cold voihe che could feel her hand massaging a bit faster. Feeling the blood boil and rush down.

“I don’t know are we Malfoy?” She asked eyeing him.

“We still have to go over some things.” he said to her but in his mind he was saying ‘not by a long shot.’

“You do anything to her or say anything that will make her upset, you’re dead Malfoy.” Harry said as he looked at Hermione with a smile. “Come up soon.”

“I will.” she said.

“We’re not leaving her here all alone with that stupid prat are we?” Ron asked shocked.

“Come on Ron.”

Hermione and Draco watched as the two boy wonders walked out of the library. “You could have left you know.” She teased.

“Yes, but I would have to take your new friend with me and then you’d be lonely.”

“True.” She said massaging it a bit faster now.

He ground his teeth together and bit his tongue to keep from moaning. “Hermione don‘t you dare stop.” He hissed softly to her.

“As long as you don’t stop.” She told him.