In the Dossiers of Snakes

Draco: The Valiant Viper

The envelope was on its way to be delivered to Draco, and Hermione was nervous.  He had a very short block of time to eliminate the target.  He had been put through special training for near two months, but not knowing the true purpose.  

She sighed and slipped the charms under her blouse.  He was ready, he was the best- but she was still worried

*Meanwhile…

Draco could not believe his current assignment as he read through the brief- the history, his target and, of course, who his handler was.

It was 8pm, but Granger would still be in her office without a doubt. Draco quickly packed up his paperwork and made his way to the liaison department. 

He had wholly made up his mind about that brilliant curly-haired witch and he would be damned if he didn’t get what he wanted.  He barged through the frosted glass door the held her name to find her staring at her “story board”.  It was covered in maps, pictures and those damn multi-colored “stick notes” things she insisted on placing everywhere.

She had heard him enter but was not expecting to be flipped around and pushed against the wall, held there by the well muscled body of Agent Malfoy.             

“So you are handling this suicide mission the division is sending me on.” He growled into her ear.

“You are the best agent we have, you are the only one who can stop the target.”

“Well I think it is time this ‘best agent’ got a little something extra.”

“What do you want?” she asked and gasped as she felt his hand cup her breast and a knee sneak up to press firmly into her center- causing heat to course through her body.

“Draco…I…” A sharp nip on her neck stopped her broken speech.

“Come now Granger, you can spread those pretty thighs for both my father and my god-father, surely you can’t be that modest?” He chided just as he grasped her soft thighs and lifted her legs so they were draped around his waist, her skirt was riding high.

She moaned at the intimate contact and locked her heeled boots tightly around him.  Hermione’s hands moved up Draco’s arms and she laced her fingers behind his neck, stroking at the soft flaxen hair.

“One moment of indescribable pleasure Granger, then I will walk head-on into the abyss.” He pledged- her answer came as her soft pink lips took his in an eager kiss.

“Just the one then,” she said.

Draco moaned and brought her mouth closer to his, wanting to feel consumed by this brilliant witch he had longed for far longer than he cared to admit. 

He sat her on the edge of her large wooden desk, tilting her body so that his hard erection could grind into the silky barrier of her knickers.

His lips were everywhere, any bit of skin he could kiss and lick he did.  He groaned as Hermione tilted back her head, letting him take what he wanted.

Draco’s hands moved to the buttons of her blouse and tore them away.   The lilac fabric giving way to expose creamy flesh and her soft breasts wrapped in peach colored lace.

“Good Merlin Granger,” he praised, pushing her back so she had to balance on her hands as he enjoyed the newly exposed skin.

His callous hands moved up and down her spine, stroking her curved waist and across her stomach.  The tingly sensation left by the rough pads of his fingers went straight to her core.

Draco kissed down her chest and suckled her through the satin and lace.  He groaned and slipped the cups below the plump flesh before taking the cherry colored tips into his hot mouth.

“Draco!” She groaned, one hand slipping into his close-cropped hair.

“Such a hot little witch,” he said before he pounced, sending stationary toppling all over the floor.

One hand held her down, playing with her overly sensitive breasts as the other hand fought to release his belt buckle and zipper.

Once he was free enough he reach for her center and pushed aside the silk, slipping two fingers inside.

“Now that is a thing of beauty,” he whispered almost as a prayer, and before Hermione knew it he was in her, all around her, kissing her.

She gave as good as she got.  Hermione’s hands slipped beneath his shirt and dragged her nails over his hot flesh, meeting each thrust.

He hissed, loving the passion she possessed and wanting to claim it for his own.

He lifted her head to his once more, dominating the kiss while pushing himself further inside. Draco never wanted this feeling to end but he felt that wonderful tightening of a well pleasured female body.

Hermione arched violently, her muscles shaking with pleasure as her wet, hot walls clamped down on his cock.

He jerk forward roughly before feeling his balls tighten and his orgasm nearly caused him to black out. When he came down their foreheads were resting together, her amber eyes searching his.

She felt him slip from her, and with a wave they were both clean of the evidence of their pleasurable activity.

Hermione reached down and carefully put his trousers back to right, as he buttoned up her blouse as best he could.

They sat there for a moment still wrapped around each other.  

Finally Hermione reached down and lifted one of the two chains from around her neck, the long platinum chain held a fire opal with a platinum frame. 

She slipped the long braided chain around his neck and tucked the charm beneath Draco’s black shirt. 

“I will be with you. This,” she lifted her own chain with a matching pendent rested amongst the other “is our link, send me a message once the mission is complete.”

“And if I fail?”

“I will know,” was all she said, her eyes staring beyond his shoulder.

He kissed her hard one last time, pouring every bit of himself into that one moment and then turned and disappeared from the office.

**Hours later**

Hermione was now pacing her office at full force - surprised that there weren't tread marks worn into the Oriental rug. 

Lighting flashed and thunder rumbled through the atmosphere, people everywhere sleeping soundly not knowing that their future was hanging in the balance.

Suddenly the opal glowed bright in the darkened office, with a deep breath she flipped the pendant over.

~Hey Granger- guess what…~

She heard a knock on the door and rushed to wrench the door open.  On the other side was a bloody, dirty, and soaking wet but alive Draco Malfoy.

He gave her that classic Malfoy smirk and she launched into his arms holding him tightly while trying not to cause any more injury.

“Thank Merlin” she mumbled into his shoulder, and Draco felt her lips kiss his bruised flesh.

“Can’t get rid of me that quickly Granger.”  He joked enjoying the sweet attention she was giving him.

“We have to get you to the safe house, heal you up, and let the others know it is all over.”

She pulled forth all the pendants and sent out a message to all her men.

She turned quickly to grab her jacket and missed the darkening of the silver eyes watching her.

She moved around and wrapped her arms around his waist and magic-ed them away to a home hidden away in the Scottish Highlands.

A/N Not sure if this is the end.... Let me know if you have any ideas.

Thanks for reading!