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Adult +
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13
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12,364
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19
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Chapter 6
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter characters belong to J.K Rowling, any other characters not in Harry Potter are of my own originality
Warnings: NC-17, Lemon, Oral, and Language
Hermione thought she looked good in her work clothes. The only thing she did before leaving work was let her hair down. She took a look in the mirror bathroom, ‘I guess I look pretty cute’ she thought to herself, she stared at her brown hair, it was still bushy but her friends said it was cute because it looked like “sexhead” or so they called it. Before she left work she went up to see Ingrid.
“You said you wanted to see me before I left work?”
“Yes, I just wanted to say good work out there today. I’ll have to let you do that more often. Maybe I could, or a few scholarships could help pay for you to take a few art classes at the university, what do you think?”
“I think that would be splendid.”
“Good. Oh! And by the way…I’m giving you a raise.”
Hermione felt like she was going to explode with the happiness contained within her. But she luckily kept a cool exterior.
“Thank you very much.”
“No problem. Oh, and one more thing…”
“Yes?”
“Go get him tiger!”
Hermione just blushed and walked away, “this is turning into a good day after all…”
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Hermione stepped into the restaurant; it was a very nice French restaurant a few blocks away from her. She had never eaten there before, because she never cared to go out to dinner, just the dessert back at her place. She saw the hostess.
“Um…I think there was a dinner table reserved under the name Malfoy.”
“Right this way please.”
Hermione walked with the hostess when she spotted the blond. ‘Oh man…he looks better than ever…’
He was wearing a black suit with a button up dark blue shirt underneath the jacket. His blond hair no longer gelled back like it had been at Hogwarts. But he now let it loose, a couple of strands falling over his forehead. He smiled his pearly whites, and his shiny grey eyes were full of mystery, they could be very hard to read. But to Hermione, she hoped that he was just happy to see her.
Hermione sat down and looked at Draco.
“So is this what you do to get all your ladies in bed with you?”
“No. Just one lucky lady.” As he wiggled his eyebrows.
“Uh-huh…lucky….” She laughed and he just gave her a cute smirk.
“So what are you planning to order? Salad and water?”
“Nah, I like to go all out when I eat, so…definitely the most expensive thing on the menu.”
“Go ahead, why don’t you just order the most expensive bottle of wine to go with your dinner.”
They kept teasing each other, sending innuendos back and forth, when Hermione decided to be bold and ask a daring question.
“So why are you living here, in the muggle world I mean, I thought you hated them, especially because of your father…”
“Well aren’t we just upfront?”
“I don’t like to ‘beat around the bush’ I guess.”
“Granger…”
“Hermione”
“Granger…” Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled
“My upbringing led me to believe a lot of things, I thought it was apparent when I joined you and your friends that I wanted help, don’t forget the muggle world was being affected too, they just didn’t know it. It was right before my father was sent to Azkaban when I opened my eyes. Maybe because I was going through my rebellious teenage stage, I don’t exactly know. But the thought of death and torment, didn’t seem appeasing to me. The summer before seventh year, or really when we went in search of horcruxes, I was alone in my house. I was bored and Pansy said she would be in London for the summer. I had always been interested in London, only going once or twice before, so I apparated myself there and I walked by the palace, walking by the guards, wondering why they wouldn’t move, no matter what I did! They wouldn’t move! A man who was on break from his tour bus came over and told me about palace, the Royal Family, etc. and I was intrigued. I kept apparating back everyday for a week. But what I really loved was the television. I had never seen one, it’s almost the same as the Daily Prophet, I mean with moving pictures, but the television could show anything, not just news, but for pleasure as well. I also would keep walking up the streets and I liked the atmosphere, the people, the politics, and the style of the city. That’s why I’m here now. And as for the clubs, well I was always dragged to those.”
Hermione just sat there and listened, she loved everything about the city as well. It was wonderful to find someone who like it as much as she had.
“So…HERMIONE…why are you here in this busy city? I was surprised to see that you worked in an art gallery, that doesn’t seem like you, being into your books and all.”
“I love this city as much as you do, I only came a few times with my parents, but something about it always intrigued me. The lights, the people, the atmosphere, I can’t get enough. I still love my books, but I wanted to try something new, something different, when I saw the secretarial job opening, I just went for it.”
They kept talking laughing and enjoying themselves. ‘God it’s nice to be with a fun intelligent woman, I think I could get used to this’ Draco had his share of fun with woman, but to be intelligent AND amusing was even more striking in his books. ‘She looks so good, even if she is just in her work clothes, and her hair! I wonder what she will want to do after the meal…’
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Hermione and Draco walked down the street, going to nowhere in particular when Hermione said something surprising.
“You know, you didn’t have to take me to dinner, I would have been happier if you just came back to my place yesterday. I mean don’t get the wrong impression, I’m not THAT promiscuous, I’ve just discovered that sometimes I like to have my fun first and then get to know someone.”
‘My type of girl’
“Well if you’re implying that I think you’re a slut, you’re wrong.”
“Good. I’ve just discovered that I’m still young, as long as I’m careful, I’ll find someone sooner or later.”
Draco then grabbed her wrist and pulled her up against the wall of one of the nearby buildings.
“What’s you’re favorite position, Hermione?” Draco was whispering heavily into her ear, and then moved down to lightly kiss her neck.
“Mmmmm, doggy”
“Really? Do you like to get shagged up against a wall?”
“Especially, I like to get fucked hard, and fucked fast.”
Draco was surprised at her language, but then again, talking dirty was the best type of sex there was…
“Let’s go back to my place…”
Draco apparated them to his flat, the door slammed open as he shoved Hermione up against wall. His smashed his lips against hers, only to be greeted with a tongue thrusting in his mouth. He moved his mouth down to her neck and started sucking hard. She ran her hands through his blond hair and sucked back onto his neck, Draco let out a low primal moan. He grabbed her legs, and she wrapped her legs around his waist while she was still against the wall. He ripped her jacket open and then ripped the white buttoned blouse open. He took his hand and unclipped her bra, pushing it up to see her exposed breasts. He ran a hand over them. She moaned, “Oh yes, touch my nipples Draco, suck on them, play with them…” He bent down and sucked on her nipples, he could feel her legs quivering around his waist.
“I’m going to make you cum and cum hard Hermione.”
She moaned, the heat between her legs already unbearable. He pulled her skirt down, and exposed her lace thong. He ran a hand underneath it and felt her unshaved area. She moaned some more as he ran his hand over her clit. It was already soaked.
“Seems like you’re already wet, let’s see how wet I can really make you.”
He removed her thong and had removed her legs around his waist. He kissed her stomach and made his way down, but before he got to her favorite spot. He stopped and looked up at her eyes.
“Is this what you want? To make you feel good?”
Hermione loved this game, just having primal, passionate sex, fucking till she was to the point of exhaustion.
“I want you to make my pussy cum Draco.”
Draco moaned a low groan as he made his way back down. He spread her legs and saw her clit.
“Gorgeous” he said.
Hermione smiled and closed her eyes, oh how she loved every minute of this.
He got down and sucked her clit, running his tongue over it again and again. That was all she needed. He felt her explode. He then proceeded to stick his tongue into her wet folds, darting in and out with his tongue, she arched her back against the wall, feeling the next wave coming she was about to go, she was about to cum….
“What’s that noise?”
Hermione heard a beeping noise go off.
“It’s just my cell phone, nothing to worry about love.”
“What if it’s an emergency or something? Maybe you should check.”
She hated to stop, but she knew that if it was this late, it could be an emergency, or maybe worse, another woman asking for a late night call from Draco.
Draco went over to his phone.
“BLOODY HELL! WHAT NOW? WHY NOW?”
Draco looked pretty steamed,
“I’m so sorry to do this, but there is an emergency at work I have to attend to. You’re more than welcome to stay until I get back. Feel free to read, eat anything, watch tv, whatever, again I’m sorry.
He picked up his jacket, kissed Hermione on the cheek, and disappeared.
Warnings: NC-17, Lemon, Oral, and Language
Hermione thought she looked good in her work clothes. The only thing she did before leaving work was let her hair down. She took a look in the mirror bathroom, ‘I guess I look pretty cute’ she thought to herself, she stared at her brown hair, it was still bushy but her friends said it was cute because it looked like “sexhead” or so they called it. Before she left work she went up to see Ingrid.
“You said you wanted to see me before I left work?”
“Yes, I just wanted to say good work out there today. I’ll have to let you do that more often. Maybe I could, or a few scholarships could help pay for you to take a few art classes at the university, what do you think?”
“I think that would be splendid.”
“Good. Oh! And by the way…I’m giving you a raise.”
Hermione felt like she was going to explode with the happiness contained within her. But she luckily kept a cool exterior.
“Thank you very much.”
“No problem. Oh, and one more thing…”
“Yes?”
“Go get him tiger!”
Hermione just blushed and walked away, “this is turning into a good day after all…”
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Hermione stepped into the restaurant; it was a very nice French restaurant a few blocks away from her. She had never eaten there before, because she never cared to go out to dinner, just the dessert back at her place. She saw the hostess.
“Um…I think there was a dinner table reserved under the name Malfoy.”
“Right this way please.”
Hermione walked with the hostess when she spotted the blond. ‘Oh man…he looks better than ever…’
He was wearing a black suit with a button up dark blue shirt underneath the jacket. His blond hair no longer gelled back like it had been at Hogwarts. But he now let it loose, a couple of strands falling over his forehead. He smiled his pearly whites, and his shiny grey eyes were full of mystery, they could be very hard to read. But to Hermione, she hoped that he was just happy to see her.
Hermione sat down and looked at Draco.
“So is this what you do to get all your ladies in bed with you?”
“No. Just one lucky lady.” As he wiggled his eyebrows.
“Uh-huh…lucky….” She laughed and he just gave her a cute smirk.
“So what are you planning to order? Salad and water?”
“Nah, I like to go all out when I eat, so…definitely the most expensive thing on the menu.”
“Go ahead, why don’t you just order the most expensive bottle of wine to go with your dinner.”
They kept teasing each other, sending innuendos back and forth, when Hermione decided to be bold and ask a daring question.
“So why are you living here, in the muggle world I mean, I thought you hated them, especially because of your father…”
“Well aren’t we just upfront?”
“I don’t like to ‘beat around the bush’ I guess.”
“Granger…”
“Hermione”
“Granger…” Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled
“My upbringing led me to believe a lot of things, I thought it was apparent when I joined you and your friends that I wanted help, don’t forget the muggle world was being affected too, they just didn’t know it. It was right before my father was sent to Azkaban when I opened my eyes. Maybe because I was going through my rebellious teenage stage, I don’t exactly know. But the thought of death and torment, didn’t seem appeasing to me. The summer before seventh year, or really when we went in search of horcruxes, I was alone in my house. I was bored and Pansy said she would be in London for the summer. I had always been interested in London, only going once or twice before, so I apparated myself there and I walked by the palace, walking by the guards, wondering why they wouldn’t move, no matter what I did! They wouldn’t move! A man who was on break from his tour bus came over and told me about palace, the Royal Family, etc. and I was intrigued. I kept apparating back everyday for a week. But what I really loved was the television. I had never seen one, it’s almost the same as the Daily Prophet, I mean with moving pictures, but the television could show anything, not just news, but for pleasure as well. I also would keep walking up the streets and I liked the atmosphere, the people, the politics, and the style of the city. That’s why I’m here now. And as for the clubs, well I was always dragged to those.”
Hermione just sat there and listened, she loved everything about the city as well. It was wonderful to find someone who like it as much as she had.
“So…HERMIONE…why are you here in this busy city? I was surprised to see that you worked in an art gallery, that doesn’t seem like you, being into your books and all.”
“I love this city as much as you do, I only came a few times with my parents, but something about it always intrigued me. The lights, the people, the atmosphere, I can’t get enough. I still love my books, but I wanted to try something new, something different, when I saw the secretarial job opening, I just went for it.”
They kept talking laughing and enjoying themselves. ‘God it’s nice to be with a fun intelligent woman, I think I could get used to this’ Draco had his share of fun with woman, but to be intelligent AND amusing was even more striking in his books. ‘She looks so good, even if she is just in her work clothes, and her hair! I wonder what she will want to do after the meal…’
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Hermione and Draco walked down the street, going to nowhere in particular when Hermione said something surprising.
“You know, you didn’t have to take me to dinner, I would have been happier if you just came back to my place yesterday. I mean don’t get the wrong impression, I’m not THAT promiscuous, I’ve just discovered that sometimes I like to have my fun first and then get to know someone.”
‘My type of girl’
“Well if you’re implying that I think you’re a slut, you’re wrong.”
“Good. I’ve just discovered that I’m still young, as long as I’m careful, I’ll find someone sooner or later.”
Draco then grabbed her wrist and pulled her up against the wall of one of the nearby buildings.
“What’s you’re favorite position, Hermione?” Draco was whispering heavily into her ear, and then moved down to lightly kiss her neck.
“Mmmmm, doggy”
“Really? Do you like to get shagged up against a wall?”
“Especially, I like to get fucked hard, and fucked fast.”
Draco was surprised at her language, but then again, talking dirty was the best type of sex there was…
“Let’s go back to my place…”
Draco apparated them to his flat, the door slammed open as he shoved Hermione up against wall. His smashed his lips against hers, only to be greeted with a tongue thrusting in his mouth. He moved his mouth down to her neck and started sucking hard. She ran her hands through his blond hair and sucked back onto his neck, Draco let out a low primal moan. He grabbed her legs, and she wrapped her legs around his waist while she was still against the wall. He ripped her jacket open and then ripped the white buttoned blouse open. He took his hand and unclipped her bra, pushing it up to see her exposed breasts. He ran a hand over them. She moaned, “Oh yes, touch my nipples Draco, suck on them, play with them…” He bent down and sucked on her nipples, he could feel her legs quivering around his waist.
“I’m going to make you cum and cum hard Hermione.”
She moaned, the heat between her legs already unbearable. He pulled her skirt down, and exposed her lace thong. He ran a hand underneath it and felt her unshaved area. She moaned some more as he ran his hand over her clit. It was already soaked.
“Seems like you’re already wet, let’s see how wet I can really make you.”
He removed her thong and had removed her legs around his waist. He kissed her stomach and made his way down, but before he got to her favorite spot. He stopped and looked up at her eyes.
“Is this what you want? To make you feel good?”
Hermione loved this game, just having primal, passionate sex, fucking till she was to the point of exhaustion.
“I want you to make my pussy cum Draco.”
Draco moaned a low groan as he made his way back down. He spread her legs and saw her clit.
“Gorgeous” he said.
Hermione smiled and closed her eyes, oh how she loved every minute of this.
He got down and sucked her clit, running his tongue over it again and again. That was all she needed. He felt her explode. He then proceeded to stick his tongue into her wet folds, darting in and out with his tongue, she arched her back against the wall, feeling the next wave coming she was about to go, she was about to cum….
“What’s that noise?”
Hermione heard a beeping noise go off.
“It’s just my cell phone, nothing to worry about love.”
“What if it’s an emergency or something? Maybe you should check.”
She hated to stop, but she knew that if it was this late, it could be an emergency, or maybe worse, another woman asking for a late night call from Draco.
Draco went over to his phone.
“BLOODY HELL! WHAT NOW? WHY NOW?”
Draco looked pretty steamed,
“I’m so sorry to do this, but there is an emergency at work I have to attend to. You’re more than welcome to stay until I get back. Feel free to read, eat anything, watch tv, whatever, again I’m sorry.
He picked up his jacket, kissed Hermione on the cheek, and disappeared.