the peep hole

chapter 4.... Draco\'s turn....

You know the drill,don\'t own it, don\'t sue... Don\'t Mary Sue... boo boo be doo......
Nc-17(is there any other rating for one of my fics? I don\'t freakin think so!)


Hermione begged off going to supper with Ginny,as soon as they left the library. She just didn\'t think she could face sitting in the Great Hall with Draco and Blaise minutes after having a great shag in the Library of all places. The Library! What was next? Going at it on Snape\'s desk? Hermione shuddered, she was in real danger of becoming the school slut... ok... so Lavendar Brown and Pansy Parkinson still had that title, but DAMN... It was becoming a close thing..

Hermione slipped into her room, set the wards and then slipped into her bathroom, drawing a large bath and prepared to drown herself in it. She was past the cleaning part, and going right into the drowning part, when the tiny window in her bath opened and a paper airplane flew into the room. Hermione rescued the paper just before it did the Titanic in her bath water. Unwrapping it, she saw it was a note.

\"Thanks for the lovely afternoon in the library, maybe we could study again sometime?\"

The note was unsigned, but of course Hermione knew who it was from, she groaned and slipped back under the water, preparing to end it all, when she realised she had Hall rounds duty that evening.\" Oh great\", thought Hermione, \"I get to go roust a bunch of Slytherin males and Hufflepuff girls shagging in dark corners. Just what I need to cap off this very stressful day.\" Hermione groused as she pulled herself out of the tub, got dressed and prepared to do her Head Girl duties.

Hermione slipped through her common room, glad that Draco was gone. He usually had Quidditch practice till dark, so he should be back by now. Hermione wasn\'t one to look a gift horse in the mouth though so she quickly departed and began her rounds. The favorite place for students to be out after curfew was definately the Astronomy tower and the dark corridors leading up to it. Hermione worked quickly, rousting the students, sending them to their respective house dorms. Lavendar Brown she found with Ron, on her knees, sucking his cock. Ginny was right.. Ron really HAD grown. Hermione sent them off, putting an extra flea in Rons ear because he was a bloody prefect and knew better than to be in this particular corridor... He was slipping, normally he would have used the room of Requirement or something. She said as much to Ron, and Ron shamefacedly admitted that Harry was already there.\" Really,\" thought Hermione to herself,\" is everyone shagging like rabbits? \" Then turned red when she realized that indeed, if one was including her, everyone WAS shagging like a bunch of rabbits. Hermione shook herself mentally. Studying for NEWTS must have everyone losing their minds.

It had been extremely busy evening . It seemed that every 5th year and up was out snogging up a storm in the halls and towers. It was getting close to midnight as Hermione toured the last hallway near the dungeons. Up ahead she saw a wand light moving down the corridor. Hermione called out and picked up the pace to catch up. The wand light went out and the sound of running footsteps scuttled away from her. Hermione ran down the corridor after the footsteps when her own wand light went out. Someone had put a dampening spell on the hallway which meant that Hermione was in the dark corridor with no way to see who... or what... lay before her. Hermione decided, being the very bright girl that she was, to retreat and tell a professor of what had occured. As she slowly turned and began making her way out of the dungeon corridors, running her hands down the walls in order to find her way, she noted that there seemed to be footsteps following her.

Hermione picked up her pace, hoping to get down the next corridor , to the where wall sconces were still lit. As she sped up, so too did the footsteps. Hermione took off running, hoping to get to the lighted corridor before the pursuer caught up with her. Just as she reached light, and relative safety the sconces went out. Hermione tried to light her wand, but the dampening spell must still be in effect. Hermiones pulse was pounding, her breathe coming out in ragged rasps. She could tell that what ever was chasing her was gaining ground. She knew she couldn\'t outrun it, so she decided to stop, go completely quiet, and hope that whomever was stalking her, couldn\'t see any better than she could. She moved as quietly as possible into a nook in the wall. Crouched down, and prayed that the stalker couldn\'t hear her heart beat, because she was no longer breathing, fear making that impossible.

She heard the steps slow, and felt the air brush past her, as the person walked slowly by. When they got a bit away from her, judging from the footsteps, Hermione straightened and attempted to creep the other way. She felt, as much as heard, the other person turn towards her, and begin pursuit again... Hermione ran, now no longer knowing where she was, or where she was going. Terror was the only thing driving her now. Down one corridor, then another, Hermione ran. Her pursuer always seemed so close, but never seemed to quite catch up with her. She had the sinking feeling, that he was toying with her. She was sure now, that it was a he, because the strides were longer and she caught the impression of greater heighth than she had. Hermione, in a stroke of luck, saw a beam of light ahead, saw that it was the torches lit at the stairway leading out of the dungeons. She put on one last great burst of speed and just before she got to the stairs, felt an arm snake around her waist and felt her feet leave the ground. She was carried into a room, that appeared out of the stone just before the entrance to the dungeon corridors.

Hermione was almost crying in terror, sure that she was in great danger. She was held immobile, her back pressed against someones front, she couldn\'t tell who. As the seconds ticked by, with no murder or rape commencing, Hermione began taking note of impressions of her captor. Taller than her, with leather clad arms.... She looked down closer and saw that they were Quidditch leathers! In Green and Silver! Hermione reared back and looked up and saw that it was Draco who held her in his arms. He looked down at her with his patented charming bastard smirk and said, \" Granger, you really shouldn\'t run. I can never resist a chase.\" His hands ran up and down her body, coming to rest on her hips and snugging her bum into his growing erection. \" I love the chase. It excites me.\" He flipped her around and pressed her front to his, running his hands around her back and arse, pressing her into him, \" Want to play Death Eater and the innocent Virgin next. \" He waggled his eyebrows at her and grinned, then buried his face into her neck, and began sucking a mark on it. \" I do believe I am behind in marking you, Hermione. We can\'t have that. Malfoys dont lose.\"

Hermiones shock began to wear off. She felt her temper rising. Getting angrier and angrier at Draco\'s idea of a \'game\'. Along with the anger though, was the sensations that Draco was stirring up in her. His mouth on her neck was sending chills up and down her spine. His hands, loosening around her and now cupping her arse, defining the curves and sliding between the cheeks, pulling her into him was making her rethink kicking him straight in the balls. She was still considering it though.

Hermione chose to reach up, and grab a pinch of skin on either side of Dracos waist (not easy, he was pretty tight).. With the pain that Hermione was inflicting, Draco reared back and looked down into her eyes. He saw that she was wicked pissed and ready for battle. \" Come on, Hermione, \" Draco said in a softer tone than he would normally use,\" Don\'t you know I would never truly hurt you?\"

Hermione looked up at him, \" No, Draco, I don\'t really know that. You have been groomed from birth to be a good little Deatheater, for all I know you are planning to kill me after you have your way with me.\"

Draco looked hurt for a minute, then sighed. Hermione really didn\'t have any real reason to trust him. He had been nicer to her this year, but Voldemort was still around and laying between them like a huge snake that could at any minute bite them. \"Hermione, I know you don\'t have a good reason to believe me, but I am no Death Eater, I have no intention of being one either.\" He sat down on a chair in the room, which when Hermione looked around, she saw looked like an old Guardsman office. She turned her attention back to Draco as he began to speak. \" First, I don\'t want you to think that I am not supporting Voldemort because I believe in the whole \"good\" versus \"evil\" rot, \" Draco said. \" I don\'t support him because I have met him. He is a bloody nutjob that has delusions of power. His time, I believe, is over. My father and others follow him not out of belief, but of fear, or habit. When the final battle comes, he will most probably stand alone.They will not risk their lives for him anymore than they searched for him after he dissapeared the last time. I don\'t believe he will beat Harry, much as I hate that wanker, I believe that Harry will win.\" Draco sighed again. \" I have been brought up to believe in the natural superiority of pureblood, yet everytime I look at you I see how wrong it is. Your the most brilliant witch this school has ever seen, while most of the purest of witches or wizards couldn\'t hope to compete.\"

Draco stood, put a finger under Hermiones chin and said, \" I have picked on you since third year at first, out of habit, and then, just to get you to pay attention to me.\" He looked at Hermione intently his grey eyes boring into hers, \" I am a complete and utter bastard, make no mistake. I am greedy, possesive, and have a terrible temper. I will be a jealous arsehole, most of the time, except where Blaise is concerned. I will not share you with any one else. I will not be easy to be with. But I also protect what is mine,\" he leaned in closer so that his mouth was only a hairsbreath from hers and said in a tight urgent tone, \" Make no mistake, Hermione Granger, you are mine. You have been the second you accepted both Blaise and I into your bed.\" He leaned in then, and captured her mouth with his.

Hermione couldn\'t decide whether to beat Dracos brains in for being a high handed arse, or snog him senseless because in her heart of hearts, she knew that he belonged to her, just as surely as she belonged to him. So she settled for grabbing him by his hair, yanking hard and pushing him back onto the small cot in the corner. She tossed off her robe and slipped off her knickers, opened his trousers and impaled herself onto his erection, with very little ceremony and no foreplay whatsoever.

Normally Draco would have been in heaven with the quick exit towards the main event, but he realized that Hermione was trying to control the situation. To wrest control from Draco, and that just wouldn\'t do. Draco quickly divested Hermione of her jumper, she hadn\'t worn a bra, and with only her skirt left, flipped her over so that he was on top. He slowed the furious pace that she had set up with their pelvises. Going slower... slower yet.... till she nearly screamed her frustration! \" Damn it Draco!\" Hermione shrieked, \" Get a move on!\"

Draco stopped altogether. He sat up and looked down at her with a incredulous look on his face. \" Get a move on? You want me to... Get a MOVE on?\" Draco snorted at her. \" Listen to me, Hermione Granger. You may boss me around in classes, in prefect meetings, in every bloody other thing, but you will NOT boss me around in bed.\" He wiggled his eyebrows at her. \" In this, I do believe that I am the far more experienced party and so in this, if in no other part of our life, I am the boss.\" Draco began stripping off his clothes, revealing his beautiful body to Hermione\'s almost salivating gaze. As he came back to the bed, looking like a stark naked Archangel on a mission, he looked at her and said,\" Hermione, the only words I want to hear out of your mouth till we are through, and I get to say when that is, is.. please.....and thank you.\"

With that, Draco began to make slow, torturous romantic love to Hermione. He wanted there to be no doubt, at the end of this evening, that Hermione wasn\'t just some quick casual shag. She was going to know that she belonged to him, and she would damn well be happy about it. He began kissing her all over. Counting her love bites and adding some more so that HE was ahead in the score. Take that, Granger! He nibbled on her neck, her breasts.. lower and lower still, nibbling on her hipbones, placing a nice kidney shaped mark there. Draco leaned back a second to admire his handiwork. Damn... He was good at this. He looked up at Hermiones face with a smug look on his face, quirked an eyebrow at her bemused expression and went back to work..

Draco began to lick and suck at Hermiones pussy, opening her like a flower and making her groan a bunch of those pleases he said she could utter. He kept her on the edge for the longest time, till her pleases began to have a desperate ring to them, then pushed her over the edge... When he moved up her body to press a kiss to her lips. She parted her lips as if to speak. \" No, luv, not yet... We aren\'t done yet.\" Draco murmured to her, before claiming her mouth with his, and pressed into her pussy with his cock. Draco moved slowly, running his hands down Hermiones arms to her hands, which he clasped in his. He pulled her hands above her head, not letting them go, so she couldn\'t try to take control of their pace by grabbing him and forcing him to go faster. Draco fully intended to drive Hermione right out of her bushy haired mind. Draco slid his legs slightly on the outside of Hermiones, so that she couldn\'t wrap her legs around him. With her legs almost closed, Draco\'s cock dragged back and forth against Hermiones clit, setting up a friction that soon had her gasping into his mouth. After several more pleases, Draco finally dragged Hermione over the precipice with him.

Hermione arched back with the force of her orgasm, moaning loudly. After several long gasping minutes passed, when Hermione finally began to regain her senses, she realized that Draco was looking down at her, with a smug smirk on his face. Draco said, \"Say thank you, Draco.\" Hermione grinned at him...

\" Thank you, Draco.\"

He smiled wider, \" Say, You are the best Draco.\"

Hermione rolled her eyes and said.\" You are the best, Draco.\"... a heartbeat pause...\" Although Blaise was very good in the library. Maybe he was the best.\"

Draco looked at her with a very displeased (put on) expression on his face. \" Oh no, Granger. Blaise is good. but I am better... I taught him everything he knows.\"

Hermione gave him a smirk worthy of any Slytherin. \" Well then he is a VERY apt pupil. Watch out Draco. He might surpass you soon.\"

Draco grinned at her. \" Never going to happen. I taught him all HE knows, but I didn\'t teach him all I know.\"

Hermione began laughing. It was so much fun matching wits with someone who was every bit as smart as she was. Whatever else Draco might be. He was never boring

Draco jumped up from the bed and began tossing Hermiones clothes at her. \" On that happy note, \" he said, as he tossed his own clothes on. \" Lets go up to our room. I do believe Blaise is waiting for us, and either one of our beds is MUCH more comfortable than this one.\" He looked down at Hermione who had just started to slowly put on her jumper. \" Get a move on woman,\" echoing Hermione\'s earlier fighting words back at her, \" There is much more debauching of the Head Girl to be done, and not that much night left to do it with. \" With that, he jerked Hermione to her feet, drew her robe around her set off to their rooms, at pretty much a dead run..


A/Ns....Thanks for the reviews so far, they make me want to write more. Some personal thanks, To the gals at Quiet ones, for their inspiration of writing really pervy fics for me...

To Lilith who sent me a nice personal email reminding me that it might be a good idea to use apostrophes in personal possesives... LOL... I freely admit that I am the run on sentence queen and I never met an apostrophe that I liked to hit on a key board... I tried to do better with these last two chappies... Let me know if there are other errors... lol... oh yeah, I am SURE there are.

Guys who don\'t like Blaise or Slash or 3 way stories... What can I tell you? I am a complete and utter pervert, and make no real apologies for it. I put that Blaise and three way is in this story, in the description, so you can\'t say you weren\'t warned!

To all the others who sent kind words and reviews, thank you bunches.... I just wrote a Severus Snape and Harry Potter slash fic, called The Bargain, if any of those who like slash want to peruse it.. Its my first real slash fic, done for a friend who wanted one. You think this one is perverted, that one is much MORE twisted... bwahahahaha.... Its over in snape/harry section..... thanks for reading, and thanks again for the reviews..... there is at least one more chapter for this fic....