Every girl wants a hero.

Every girl wants a hero.


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Draco parted ways with Harry at the bottom of the stairs, deciding to tell Hermione first he went up to the second landing and pausing outside her doorway he knocked and waited listening to the sounds of girls laughing, he grinned to himself knowing Hermione, Ginny and Luna as well as he did it was probably aimed at the males in the house.

After hearing one of them shout “Enter at your own risk” he opened the door to find the girls drinking what looked like Southern Comfort and lemonade, painting each others nails and applying face masks.

“I'm sure you must be weary dear, with soaring up so high. Will you rest upon my little bed. Said the spider to the fly. There are pretty curtains drawn around, the sheets are nice and thin. And if you'd like to rest awhile I'll gladly tuck you in ” Hermione said patting the space beside her on the queen size bed that dominated the room.

Draco grinned at Hermione who'd been quoting of one of his favorite poems “O no, no said the little fly, for I've heard it said They never, never wake again who sleep upon your bed” he jumped on the bed next to her causing Ginny to squeal as she smudged her finger nail.

Luna wasted no time in removing Draco's socks and shoes.

“Luna what are you doing?” asked Draco mildly surprised.

Ginny laid back and put her head in his lap while blowing on her newly painted nails “It's quite obvious Drakiepoo”she said causing him to grimace at the nickname “She's painting your toenails to match ours.” She wiggled her toes which were painted a vibrant hot pink.

“Now you have a choice of Passionate Pink or Flaming Hot Red modeled by the Gorgeous Hermione and for your third choice there is Orgasmic Orange as worn by Luscious Luna”.

Draco gulped “Don't you have ladies have a nice clear varnish that's not going to cause me vast amounts of ridicule?”

When the girl shook their heads he sighed resignedly “Fine, I'll take the red”.

Luna settled down at his feet while Hermione scooted behind him and began plaiting his shoulder length platinum blond hair.

“So Draco what can we do for you ?” asked Hermione.

“Actually I only popped in to tell you about the themed masquerade costume party, that Harry and I are throwing next weekend with some help from the Twins.”

“What's the theme?” inquired Luna as she began painting his big toe.

“Superheros and Villains, and if your chosen character doesn't wear a mask let us know and the twins will give you a potion that allows you to look like your character for a few hours” he replied hoping that they didn't question why he had chosen that theme.

“Sounds like fun, count us in” said Ginny as she got up to pour some drinks “Do you want a drink Draco?” she asked waving the bottle.

“No thanks, I've been nominated to tell Severus so I'd better be off” he slid off the bed and looked down at his scarlet toes “What the hell, I might as well leave my feet bare” picking up his shoes he walked over to the door before turning to give Hermione a little smirk and said “You know Hermione, I think you'd make a great Batgirl” emphasizing the word bat.

Hermione narrowed her eyes at him before replying “And you'd look great as the Amazing Bouncing Ferret” discretely flicking her wand so that his fingernails matched his toenails without him noticing.

Draco started laughing at her reference to when Mad eye Moody changed him into a ferret back in their fourth year at Hogwarts, “Touche” he left the room still laughing and made his way down to the basement, sending his patronus on ahead to warn his Godfather that he was coming.

He arrived at the potions lab to find the door slightly ajar, taking this as a sign that his company was welcome, he entered the room and joined Severus by the fire.

Severus looked down at Draco's bare feet and smirked “Such a fetching color, have you been accompanying your mother to the beauty parlor again?”.

Reaching for the glass of whiskey that had been poured for him he noticed that his fingernails were the same shade as his toes “Little minx, I can't believe she got me” he charmed his fingers so that were nude again but decided that he liked his toes red and left them alone. “No, I've just interrupted the weekly girly night and teased the head witch, my own fault really, I should know better by now not to antagonize Hermione.”

“So Draco what do I owe the pleasure of this visit then?”

“I'm throwing a Superhero and Villain themed masquerade costume party and you've been invited”

“And why would I be even remotely interested in going to it?”

“Because Hermione's going” Draco hid a calculating smile behind his glass.

“Again, why should the fact that Miss Granger's going to be there be incentive enough for me to want to go?”

“Are we really going to pretend that we didn't overhear Hermione practically profess her love for you?” Draco sighed dramatically knowing that it really annoyed Severus.

“Must you sigh so loudly? Has anyone else mentioned what was overheard?” asked Severus as he stared into the fire.

“Severus, that bunch of Gryfindor's wouldn't know how to read between the lines if their lives depended on it” Draco said, failing to omit the fact that he and Harry had discussed Hermione's revelation briefly before coming up with the costume party idea.

The two men stared into the fire in quiet contemplation, before Severus cleared his throat.

“Draco, if I was to say that Hermione's conversation intrigued me, what would be your views on the matter?”

“Uncle Sev if you're asking me whether I think that you and Hermione would make a good couple, then the answers yes and you should go for it.”

“Thank you, and if I'm free next weekend then I may visit the party briefly if only to laugh at the mutts outfit.”

Draco stood up and smirked knowing full well that Severus would turn up “Well I look forward to seeing you there uncle” and after saying good night he left the room.

A couple of nights had passed before Severus had chance to test Hermione's receptiveness to advances made by him, as luck would have it his chance came late one evening when he came across her in the library rubbing her neck.

Closing the library door behind him quietly he walked up behind her and spoke gently into her ear “Stiff neck Hermione?” causing her to jump.

“For goodness sake Severus, you almost gave me a heart attack” she continued rubbing her neck.

“I apologize, allow me to make up for it?” He gestured to her neck, she hesitated for a moment before nodding and lent slightly forwards to allow him better access to her neck and shoulder muscles.

Hermione took a deep breath to try and steady her nerves as he started to slowly massage her neck “I really should learn by now not to fall asleep reading, especially on this lumpy old thing, I don't know why Sirius just doesn't get a new one” Hermione knew she was babbling but she couldn't help herself, the sensations Severus was causing in her body from this innocent friendly massage were driving her insane.

Severus smiled to himself and silently thanked the Sorting hat for placing him in Slytherin as he moved onto stage two of his plan.

“You're going to have to take your top off and lie down on the sofa.”

Hermione snapped out of her thoughts “I'm sorry what did you say?” she said quickly turning around to look at him.

He pinched the bridge of his nose in mock exasperation “I said you have some really big knots and the best way to get them out is for you to remove your t-shirt and bra and to lie face down on the sofa so I have better access.” he watched she started to blush, “I will turn round while you sort yourself out, just let me know when you are comfortable.”

As he turned round to look the other way Severus waved his wand a couple of times, which caused the door to lock and a small bowl of scented oil appear on the arm of the sofa, he could he the rustling of clothes being removed and the sounds of the cushions creaking as she laid down on them.

“I'm ready now Severus” she whispered shyly.

He walked round to the front of the sofa noticing that the fire had burnt quite low, he gave another small flourish of his wand and the flames burst back into life illuminating the room with their warm flickering glow.

The minute he laid his eyes on her his breath was blown away, she'd tied her hair up in a messy bun and rested her head on her arms looking up at him with trusting soft brown eyes, his hungry gaze traveled from the nape of her neck, down the length of her spine then back up to where he could just see the soft curve of her breast pressed into the cushion.

“Just relax Hermione” he said in a soft sensual voice and began to rub the oil into her soft creamy flesh.

After about ten minutes of pure deep tissue massage he could feel her melting into his every touch and her soft moans of pleasure were sending jolts of lust to his groin, deciding to push his luck he lightened his touch and the next time his fingers passed across her ribs he allowed them to graze her breasts causing her arch her back slightly giving him even more access.

He repeated this action every second or third stroke just to give the illusion that it was accidental, but he could tell from her breathing that she was most definitely being affected and deciding to draw his little experiment to a close he stood up from his kneeling position bade her good night and swiftly left the room, leaving her to wonder what had actually transpired between them and had he really stroked her breasts on purpose or whether it was just a figment of her oversexed brain.

A/N: Okay my lovely readers I hoped you all enjoyed this chapter and I would just like to thank Draco for being such a good sport today and as such I'm allowing him the choice of what his costume is going to be.

Please be kind enough to review as it feeds my poor hungry plot bunnies.

And remember there is still time to tell me your preferences for people costumes as I would love to hear your ideas. (I have thought about letting Lucius come dressed as Magneto but he will have to ask me nicely ;D )

Much love

Her Royal Goddess Xx

P.S. Before I forget the poem being quoted by Hermione and Draco is the second stanza from the poem called the Spider and the fly by Mary Howitt Xx