Tease

Malfoy woke up to find Hermione out of bed. He breathed a sigh of relief. Last night was torture! Apparently she liked to move around a lot in her sleep since her leg often found its way wrapped around his own. And her arm squeezed him close to her as she silently whispered his name in her sleep.

It was so hard to sleep with his entire body was stiff and hot.

He found a lacy red bra in his sheets and he stared at it. He spotted a neatly embroidered golden HG sewn into the back.

She removed her bra in my bed!

He staggered out of his room, his body swamped with fatigue. He glared at Hermione who had already dressed. She organized her books nonchalantly while he walked toward her.

"Uh...your stuff is in my room"

She looked up inquisitively. "What stuff?" She knew what he was talking about but she was enjoying his embarassment far too much.

He flushed. "Your bra"

"I'll get it later" she said, leaving before he could say anything.

He fumed. The least she could do was thank him for letting her sleep in his bed! Or take her bra off

NO. Off the bed - yeah - that's what I meant.

As the portrait hole opened, Draco spotted Blaise Zabini asking Hermione if he could go in. She nodded and he entered the common room.

Shit!

Draco rushed into his room, grabbing the red bra and quickly stuffing into his robe before Blaise could find it with its blazing golden initials.

"Hey - did Pansy come to you last night?"

Malfoy looked confused. "No"

"Oh - I just thought that"

"What?"

"I was looking for her and I just smelt a perfume in your room..." he said, lost in thought.

Draco looked nervous. "Uh...it was just some other girl"

"Who? Was she good?"

"Some Ravenclaw - she was alright" Draco said, hoping it sounded normal. He often made out with random girls but Blaise was the one who would actually sleep with them.

Blaise nodded, still in a daze.


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Hermione let out a loud yawn, her hand covering her mouth. Harry scowled, "Thanks for giving me your undivided attention Hermione."
She smiled sheepishly, "Sorry - I was studying late last night."

Harry nodded but still looked curiously at her.

Truth was that intrying so hard to disturb Malfoy's sleep, she consequently disturbed her own. Seduction was hard work.

Wait - no- she wasn't trying to seduce him, just unnerve him - yeah that's it.

She spotted Malfoy coming her way and got curious. He came to her and opened his mouth to talk but spotted the entire Gryffindor table wondering why he came even close to the Gryffindors.

"Heads business" he said shortly.

She looked up at him, expectantly and waited, annoyed at him when he didn't speak. She finally felt something nudging at her side and she looked to see his hand holding something red.

Her bra!

Pansy had been bothering him all day, snuggling up to him, and Blaise had been in a bad mood. During lunch, Draco had panicked when she reached into his robe, brushing against the stowaway bra. He had jumped up, excusing himself, not wanting to hold it any longer.

Hermione snatched at the bra but one of the hooks had sunk into his robes. She tugged at it but halted when she felt people looking at them.

She turned around to find the whole table looking at them. Several people from the other tables were also looking curiously.

Both of them had been struggling over the bra and had released it immediately, sending it flying.

Ron caught it and looked down at the initials, his face clouding. "What the hell are you doing with Hermione's bra?" he yelled.

Everyone stared as the hall went silent.

"Uh..."

"Come on let's go" Hermione said, grabbing his hand, pulling him away. She could have easily covered for the incident with a plausible excuse but she decided that she liked an embarassed Malfoy much better.

If only she could get over her own embarassment too.

"Why in the world did you try to give me my bra back in front of the entire school?" she hissed

"Why the hell did you even remove your bra in my bed?"

"Sorry - habit" she said in a completely unapologetic tone.

He scowled at her and then walked away. Stupid bloody Granger.


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That night, as the thunderstorms ensued, Malfoy placed a locking charm on his door. There was no way he was going to have a repeat of last night.
He fell off to sleep rather quickly but had a fitful sleep filled with images of Hermione wearing her short and thin nightgown. Her cool touch, creamy skin ---so inviting and calming. Unconciously he leaned into the touch and jolted awake.

Instead of feeling his soft pillows, he had actually felt...Hermione!

She was lying on his bed again, curling into him as she did last night.

But I placed a charm! I thought she wouldn't bother

He groaned as she brushed her hand against his thigh, arousing him beyond belief. He whipped off the sheets and stomped out to the common room. He fell off to sleep on the couch - comforted by the fact that he'd get actual sleep.

If only those wretched dreams would stay away