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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
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Adult +
Chapters:
8
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9,441
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24
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Part IV
A/N: Okay, readers, let’s hope this doesn't get too complicated. I do hope you enjoy the chapter, once I get it up in its entirety.
Oh, and, of course, I do not own anything...Not even Draco...sadly...
Part IV
Draco awoke to a warm feeling all over.
He knew Hermione was still in his bed but she was beginning to fidget.
“What are you doing?!” The warmth was ripped harshly from him as she stood, suddenly wide awake.
“I told you I move in my sleep.” He sat up and began to rub the sleep from his eyes as she began to pace and bite her fingernails.
“I don’t even need to see your eyes to know you are lying! That position was planned! You and I both know it!”
“Okay so what if it was?” He threw the blanket back and she gasped.
“You are in only your boxers!”
“Well, I got warm in the middle of the night and had to change.”
“That’s nonsense!”
“It’s the truth.”
“Well then why did you have your arm around my waist?” She bit her nails harder.
“I wanted to be closer to you.”
“I specifically asked you to stay on your side of the bed!”
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it.” Draco stood from the bed and made his way to her.
“No, sit back down and cover yourself up!” She tried to order as she placed a hand over her eyes.
“Granger, I’m still covered.” He laughed.
“But not by much.”
“You’re allowed to look, you know. You’re allowed to be curious.”
“I am not curious!” Granger sounded outraged.
“Yes you are. I could undress completely if you wish.”
“I do not wish! Keep your boxers on!”
“Did you ever see Weasley’s? Oh, it really wouldn’t matter; Weasley’s probably got nothing on me.”
“Malfoy!”
“I am curious though as to if he did ever show you.”
“No he did not.”
“So, I’m assuming you two never slept together?”
“You assume right.”
He left out an audible sigh of relief that caused Granger to shoot him a questioning glance.
“Are you going to get dressed?”
“No, I’m still tired.” He climbed back into the bed and found it still warm. “Care to join me?”
“No!” She tried to run but he grabbed her arm and pulled her down to the bed, eye level with him. Draco wrapped the sheet around them as he put an arm around her waist to stop her escape.
“Let me go!” She vainly struggled against him, hitting his chest with her fist.
He lowered them to the pillows, looking into her eyes the entire time while she continued her struggles.
“Shh...” He cooed into her ear as he began light strokes up and down her back, still holding her close. “Just relax; I’m not going to hurt you...unless you ask.” He released a husky laugh that made her shiver. “I was joking, Granger.” Draco added as her struggles resumed.
He silently called for his wand and wordlessly cast a spell to cool the room, a plan brewing in his mind.
It worked as the cold caused her to snuggle closer to his chest and she began to relax in his arms. Draco glided his hand under her shirt and met the skin on the small of her back, massaging it ever so slightly. Granger moaned and came even closer.
He made his way up the line of her spine with his fingernails gently scrapping the skin, causing goosebumps to emerge from the tender flesh.
“Please let me feel your skin.” He begged when he hit her bra strap.
When her tongue darted out and licked his chest, his nipple included, he took that as a sign of approval and unhooked the article like a professional. Draco removed the material slowly from underneath her shirt before backing away slightly to pull the only remaining article covering the view of her chest.
Draco got quite the surprising view upon removing the last item. He was quite satisfied with her size, as she was larger than he had expected.
The sound of her whimpering brought his attention back to her face, only to find her eyes sealed shut.
“What’s wrong?”
“I look terrible.”
“No you don’t.”
“Yes I do.”
“Well, I don’t think so. Open your eyes.”
Her eyes slid open slowly and hesitantly until he could finally see the uncertainly that lied there. “There you go. Now relax. And tell me when to stop.” She nodded and he laid her flat on her back while rolling on top of her. Granger gasped to argue but as he took her hard nipple into his mouth, all words died on her lips.
Draco sucked teasingly on the sensitive nub while darting his tongue out to roll over the tip. Hermione writhed underneath him and he couldn’t help but chuckle as her thighs involuntarily rose off the bed to slightly encircle his own.
If his cock hadn’t been ready to explode all the other times they came close to having sex, it was certainly feelings so this time.
His left hand wound around her neck to steady both himself and her while his right proceeded to begin needing the remaining breast. Draco let go of the nub and instead darted his tongue all over the round globe, leaving a trail of saliva wherever his tongue traveled that shone in the early morning sun.
“We should stop.”
“We should or we could?”
“We should definitely stop.”
“Granger, you tone tells me you wish to keep going.”
“I know that is what my heart wants but my brain says stop.”
“Then don’t listen to your brain. For once listen to you heart.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“NO!”
“You truly want me to stop?”
A/N: I know it's evil! But I swear the rest should be up shortly! Bear with me!
Oh, and, of course, I do not own anything...Not even Draco...sadly...
Draco awoke to a warm feeling all over.
He knew Hermione was still in his bed but she was beginning to fidget.
“What are you doing?!” The warmth was ripped harshly from him as she stood, suddenly wide awake.
“I told you I move in my sleep.” He sat up and began to rub the sleep from his eyes as she began to pace and bite her fingernails.
“I don’t even need to see your eyes to know you are lying! That position was planned! You and I both know it!”
“Okay so what if it was?” He threw the blanket back and she gasped.
“You are in only your boxers!”
“Well, I got warm in the middle of the night and had to change.”
“That’s nonsense!”
“It’s the truth.”
“Well then why did you have your arm around my waist?” She bit her nails harder.
“I wanted to be closer to you.”
“I specifically asked you to stay on your side of the bed!”
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it.” Draco stood from the bed and made his way to her.
“No, sit back down and cover yourself up!” She tried to order as she placed a hand over her eyes.
“Granger, I’m still covered.” He laughed.
“But not by much.”
“You’re allowed to look, you know. You’re allowed to be curious.”
“I am not curious!” Granger sounded outraged.
“Yes you are. I could undress completely if you wish.”
“I do not wish! Keep your boxers on!”
“Did you ever see Weasley’s? Oh, it really wouldn’t matter; Weasley’s probably got nothing on me.”
“Malfoy!”
“I am curious though as to if he did ever show you.”
“No he did not.”
“So, I’m assuming you two never slept together?”
“You assume right.”
He left out an audible sigh of relief that caused Granger to shoot him a questioning glance.
“Are you going to get dressed?”
“No, I’m still tired.” He climbed back into the bed and found it still warm. “Care to join me?”
“No!” She tried to run but he grabbed her arm and pulled her down to the bed, eye level with him. Draco wrapped the sheet around them as he put an arm around her waist to stop her escape.
“Let me go!” She vainly struggled against him, hitting his chest with her fist.
He lowered them to the pillows, looking into her eyes the entire time while she continued her struggles.
“Shh...” He cooed into her ear as he began light strokes up and down her back, still holding her close. “Just relax; I’m not going to hurt you...unless you ask.” He released a husky laugh that made her shiver. “I was joking, Granger.” Draco added as her struggles resumed.
He silently called for his wand and wordlessly cast a spell to cool the room, a plan brewing in his mind.
It worked as the cold caused her to snuggle closer to his chest and she began to relax in his arms. Draco glided his hand under her shirt and met the skin on the small of her back, massaging it ever so slightly. Granger moaned and came even closer.
He made his way up the line of her spine with his fingernails gently scrapping the skin, causing goosebumps to emerge from the tender flesh.
“Please let me feel your skin.” He begged when he hit her bra strap.
When her tongue darted out and licked his chest, his nipple included, he took that as a sign of approval and unhooked the article like a professional. Draco removed the material slowly from underneath her shirt before backing away slightly to pull the only remaining article covering the view of her chest.
Draco got quite the surprising view upon removing the last item. He was quite satisfied with her size, as she was larger than he had expected.
The sound of her whimpering brought his attention back to her face, only to find her eyes sealed shut.
“What’s wrong?”
“I look terrible.”
“No you don’t.”
“Yes I do.”
“Well, I don’t think so. Open your eyes.”
Her eyes slid open slowly and hesitantly until he could finally see the uncertainly that lied there. “There you go. Now relax. And tell me when to stop.” She nodded and he laid her flat on her back while rolling on top of her. Granger gasped to argue but as he took her hard nipple into his mouth, all words died on her lips.
Draco sucked teasingly on the sensitive nub while darting his tongue out to roll over the tip. Hermione writhed underneath him and he couldn’t help but chuckle as her thighs involuntarily rose off the bed to slightly encircle his own.
If his cock hadn’t been ready to explode all the other times they came close to having sex, it was certainly feelings so this time.
His left hand wound around her neck to steady both himself and her while his right proceeded to begin needing the remaining breast. Draco let go of the nub and instead darted his tongue all over the round globe, leaving a trail of saliva wherever his tongue traveled that shone in the early morning sun.
“We should stop.”
“We should or we could?”
“We should definitely stop.”
“Granger, you tone tells me you wish to keep going.”
“I know that is what my heart wants but my brain says stop.”
“Then don’t listen to your brain. For once listen to you heart.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“NO!”
“You truly want me to stop?”
A/N: I know it's evil! But I swear the rest should be up shortly! Bear with me!