The Kindling Fire Between Us

Author\'s Note: Hello all. Well, this is the fifth chapter in my hormonally charged story and I have to warn you, it does have smut, so if you\'re offended by that kind of stuff (which I\'m sure you\'re not) just skip over the bottom part of this chapter ( it\'s marked with ~*~*~*~). Thanks to everyone who has reviewed and/or read this story. Now, on with the show!


Hermione swiftly moved through the crowd and met up with her two best friends.

\" Sorry I had to ditch you guys earlier, but guess what? I\'m Head Girl!!!\" Hermione said proudly.

\" Ya, we assumed that\'s what it was. So, who\'s the Head Boy this year?\" Harry asked, as he tried to adjust his glasses.

\" Well, that\'s the bad part. It\'s Malfoy. I can\'t even believe he was made Head Boy. I bet his dad had to pay someone to get him that title,\"

\" You know that if he gives you any trouble you can come to us Hermione. I\'d be glad to beat his arse anytime,\" Ron offered.

\" Ya, I know. Professor McGonagall wants us to get along together, but I doubt that\'ll work,\"

They climbed the stairs of the castle and entered the Great Hall. All the students took their seats at their respective tables and watched as the first years entered. It was the usual thing. The hat sung it\'s song, the children got sorted, the food appeared, and they all ate. Not much conversation was shared between Hermione, Ron and Harry- or rather, not much conversation was shared between Hermione and the other two. From time to time she would look up and see they were speaking to each other in that hush-hush tone again, but this time Hermione listened. She could only pickup a few words, but she knew they were talking about the mysterious girl Harry had met again...

\" did you guys......you wouldn\'t believe what she could do with her ...no kidding?.....it blew my mind when.....that\'s bloody fantastic!........too bad I won\'t see her for awhile though....I wonder if any girl here has....\"

Hermione was now straining to hear what they were saying.

\' What are they talking about? Has what? Has WHAT?\'

She suddenly realized the conversation had stopped. She looked up and saw they were both starring at her. She mumbled a sorry and she heard Harry tell Ron that he\'d continue the story later. Hermione looked down at her plate and began involved in her thoughts again.

\' What were they talking about? Why are they hiding it from me? Is it me? Do they not trust me anymore? No, maybe it\'s just a guy thing. But, they\'ve never hid anything from me before. And, so what if it\'s a guy thing? I wouldn\'t tell anyone...hmm....okay, well I know it\'s about that girl....and she did something with Harry....something that apparently is a big deal to Harry and Ron...but what.....\'

Hermione looked up to see if Harry and Ron had started discussing the girl again, but found no one, she looked around and realized that everyone had already left. She got up and headed for the front entrance. When she reached it, she only saw Draco. He was leaning back against a wall and closing his eyes. Hermione look at his face. He looked so peaceful. She studied his chiseled features for awhile.

\' Hmm...I knew Draco had grown out of his ferret stage, but I didn\'t know he was so damn handsome...and his hair...God, I wish I could run my fingers through his perfect hair....No! What are you thinking Hermione?! You hate him! Remember? Don\'t let your hormones get the best of you...\'

She diverted her thoughts to the moving body coming down the stairs. It was the Professor.

\" I\'m glad to see you two aren\'t fighting. Now, follow me to where you will be staying for the next year,\"

She led them up a few flights of stairs and down a long hallway. Hermione had never seen it before, but there were always new halls and rooms to discover in Hogwarts. The Professor made a sharp right and led them to a painting of a beautiful princess. She had on an elegant dress made of flowy, blue silk. Her dark black hair fell all around her and she was seated in a tall wooden chair, one a king would be seated in during the medieval times. She looked down upon them.

\' Manchester pudding\'

The portrait swung open and all three stepped in.

\" Here is your common room. You will have to share this, but I\'m sure it will be of no problem,\" She looked sideways at them and returned to talking. \" The door in the back leads to your bathroom, you will have to share that also. The doors to the left and right lead to your separate rooms. I will come back in a few days to discuss the plans for the upcoming events that you both must plan,\" She quickly turned around and left, leaving the two in the common room.

\" Well, I never thought I\'d have to share a room with a mudblood, my father will definitely hear about this,\"

\"Oh, get ove, Ma, Malfoy. It\'s not as if we have to share a bed,\"

\" I bet you\'d would like that, wouldn\'t you?\"

\" You know Malfoy, you never seize to disgust me,\"

\" So, you\'re not denying it! You do want to sleep with me!\"

\" Get it through your head! I do not want to sleep with you! I don\'t even remotely like you!\"

\" You don\'t necessarily have to like someone to want to have sex with them,\"

\" Draco, have I not gotten through your tiny brain?! I don\'t want to have sex with you!\"

Hermione quickly turned and entered her room. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it. She slid down to the floor and tried to convince herself that she didn\'t want Draco, but she knew she couldn\'t. He was right. You don\'t have to like someone to want to have sex with them. She hated him, but she knew he made her blood run hot. Every time she looked at him she couldn\'t help but think about what it would be like to taste his pouty lips.

She got up and decided that rest for awhile. It was dark outside, but she wasn\'t really tired. She would probably go outside into the common room for a bit and read later. She laid down on her maroon colored sheets, not even bothering to change. She drifted off to sleep, with Draco still on her mind...

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She could feel his lips against her neck, but she didn\'t open her eyes. She would let him do as he pleased. He licked, nipped, and kissed his way down to her collarbone and began to undo the buttons on her blouse. After undoing them all, his strong, warm hands lifted her up slightly, and slid the blouse off her body. He then continued his oral teasing. He kissed his way down her firm stomach to where her skirt started. He slid his hand beneath her and unzipped it. He took hold of the hem and slid it down her smooth legs. After throwing it behind him, he continued to lick and kiss her stomach. She moved her hands to his head and worked her fingers through his hair. She noticed how soft his hair felt.

He dipped his tongue into her belly button and swirled it around; he needed to explore every crevice of her body. He could feel her hands trying to push his head down further, to where she really wanted his tongue to be. He smiled, knowing she was already wet and waiting. He hooked his thumbs beneath the band of her underwear and slowly pulled them down. He banished them behind him as well. He then slowly parted her legs, starring at his prize. He lowered his head and blew gently on it. She squirmed and bucked, trying to get him closer. He parted her folds and touched her with the tip of his tongue. She let out a large sigh. He did it again, but with more force. This made her elicit a low moan. He looked up at her face and saw a look of anxiousness mixed in with ecstasy. He knew it wouldn\'t be long till she would cum. He slowly slid his tongue into her warm depths, tasting and smelling how sweet she was. He slid his tongue out then moved it back in. She arched up, trying to feel more. He knew she couldn\'t stand much more torture. He slid his tongue in all the way, quickly pulling it out and shoving it back in. He could feel her writhing in pleasure above him. He built up a rhythm and could hear her breaths become shorter and quicker. He worked fast with his tongue. Darting it in and out, and sometimes coming up to lick her clit. She became to moan. He felt her tighten around his tongue, sucking it in. He knew she wanted more, and that\'s what he would give her. He began his rhythm again, making sure she felt the length of his tongue. He could feel her clenching against it, trying to hold it in as long as she could. She then felt it. It felt like it was spreading all the way from her toes to her fingertips. Pleasure beyond belief.

\" oh....god....yes!\"

He didn\'t stop though, he was set to make her cum again. He pumped his tongue in rapidly, feeling her begin to clench sporadically around it.

\" don\'t stop...please....mmm...that\'s feels soo good!\"

He pushed his tongue into her one last time and felt her let go. She clutched the sheets around her and called out his name.

\"Draco!!!!\"

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