STOLEN KISSES

Chapter Six


During the course of the week, Hermione and Draco tried not to look at each other too much. If they were caught, anyone would be able to see the longing that came so easily into their eyes.

Christmas had come and gone and the students slowly started to drift back to Hogwart’s. Umbridge seemed to have a whole new set of decrees to post up daily. A lot of the students were afraid to do anything or say anything to step out of line in case they were expelled or have endless detentions with Umbridge. The students that had read ‘The Quibbler’ from before Christmas, and believed in Harry would whisper in between classes that they believed him or pretty much kept it to themselves, not wanting to risk getting caught.


New Years Eve day, Hermione spent in the dorm talking to Ginny. “What should I wear Gin?”

“I don’t know. How far have you two gone?” Ginny asked as she sat down on Hermione’s bed.

“Kissing. I love when he kisses my neck, and I like doing it to him. But that’s as far as we have gotten.”

“I’d wear a skirt ..... easier if you do want to go farther.” Ginny smirked.

Hermione laughed. “I don’t know about that tonight, but you never know.”

“What time are you supposed to meet him?”

“About 11:00 tonight. By then the Slytherin’s won’t know he’s missing.”

“Well, I’ll cover for you here if needed.”

“Thanks Ginny.”


Hermione was ready about a half hour earlier than the time to meet. She ‘borrowed’ Harry’s map again and slipped it into her school robe that she threw over her skirt and sweater. Fred had mentioned a secret passage that led down to the library from an old classroom that was across from the Gryffindor portrait.

She quietly made her way through the common room, past snogging couples and slipped out of the portrait. Inside the darkened classroom she held up her wand, “Lumos”, she said quietly as she looked for the bookcase at the side of the class. She pulled the sconce on the wall to have the shelf slide sideways, enough for her to slip through. She stood still, letting her eyes adjust to the darkness and held up her lit wand as she descended a flight of stone steps. At the bottom she looked for the sconce on the wall and pulled. She walked out into the library itself, to what appeared to be in the back of the restricted section.

At a glance the library was empty, the lights burned down low until the next day. She made her way to the back portrait and said the password ‘moonglow’ , to have it swing open slowly. When she entered the room, it was to see Draco standing with his back to the fireplace which was blazing with life, holding a single red rose. “Draco .... you’re early.”

He smiled back at her, “So are you.” As she walked closer. He held out the rose for her and leaned in to softly brush his lips with hers. “I brought up a couple of butterbeers to celebrate the New Year if we’re thirsty later. But right now, I really want to kiss you.” He said huskily.

She slipped off her school robe and threw it to the side as she stepped into his arms. He first planted light kisses at the corner of her mouth and along her neck, nuzzling the spot that joins her neck and shoulder. He then moved back up to claim her waiting lips in a soft caress with his lips.

He pulled his mouth away reluctantly as he looked down into her eyes. “Let’s sit down and get comfortable.” He said as he guided her to the floor where pillows and cushions were piled haphazardly on the fur rug in front of the fire.

He sat down, leaning against the pillows as he pulled Hermione to him between his legs to hold her close to his chest. His hand came up to glide up her neck, until he cupped the side of her face, tilting her head up to continue their kiss.

What started as a slow, exploratory kiss soon escalated to fierce and hungry kisses as their tongues swirled against each others. He pulled away, both of them out of breath. She grasped his hand and brought it to her mouth as she looked into his eyes. Her lips kissed the pad of each finger, letting her tongue run along each digit. His eyes closed briefly as she took one of his fingers into her mouth, sending a jolt of awareness to his groin. “Do you have any idea what you are doing to me Hermione?” He groaned as he watched her tongue run along his fingers.

She smiled. “No. But I know what you do to me.” She then guided his hand down her neck to her breast. “I want you to touch me Draco.”

They both groaned as his one hand tangled into her hair, pulling her mouth closer while the other one cupped her one breast, gently kneading the fullness. His hand went to the buttons of her sweater, slipping them through the holes one by one, revealing the thin tank top underneath. His hand went to her breast again, his fingers grazing her nipples through the thin material.

He drew his mouth away from her lips to look down her body. “No bra, I like that.” He said softly as he pinched the nipple with thumb and forefinger looking up to see Hermione’s head thrown back, her back arched up into his hand. He shifted so she was laying back against the pillows, and bent down to place his mouth over her covered nipple, sucking it into his mouth.

She arched her back more against his mouth, moaning his name. Just hearing her call out his name made a shiver run down his body, making him ache for her even more. He pulled away and leaned up looking down at her flushed face and the way her nipples were pebbled and clearly shown through the tank top.

She leaned up and went on her knees facing him. They were now face to face. Her hands went to his shoulders then to his chest. “I want to feel you.” She said as she slowly undid the buttons of his shirt.

His hands clenched at his sides as she kissed and licked his neck, while her hands undid the last few buttons. Once all the buttons were undone, she slipped her hands inside the shirt, “So warm.” She said huskily as her hands explored his chest and stomach.

He took one of her hands and guided it lower. “Hermione, please touch me.” He said, his voice getting hoarse from their groans. He placed her hand over his straining erection through his pants and lay his hand over hers. He bent his head back and groaned at the contact. Her touch got bolder as her hand slid up and down on him, feeling the heat through his pants. “Is this the way you were the last couple of times when we left each other?” As she pushed her hand a little harder against him.

He pushed back into her hand. “Yes.” He moaned.

“What did you do?” She looked up into his eyes.

His eyes gazed into hers. “I took care of it myself.” He said huskily as her hand continued to move on him.

“How?”

“Like what you’re doing, but on skin.” He felt himself twitch against her hand as she squeezed.

She kissed him lightly on the mouth and looked at him, “Show me.”

He looked at her and saw she was serious and curious. She backed away as his hand undid the zipper of his pants, then pulled them down to his bent knees. His fully erect cock was at full attention as he fisted it lightly at first. “I’m not going to last with you watching me Hermione.” He groaned.

Her eyes went huge as she saw him fully erect. Her mouth went dry as she watched his hand move up and down lightly, his thumb going over the head, smearing his pre-cum over the tip. “What do you think about while you touch yourself?”

He kept his eyes on her, “I think of your mouth .... the way you kiss ....... the way you tease me. I think of your body .... How it feels against mine, wanting to feel all of you, skin to skin.” His eyes closed as he tried to hold back.

She slipped the sweater off her shoulders slowly as he watched. “What else?” As her hands went to the hem of her tank top and slowly pulled it over her head, seeing him lick his lips as he looked to her bared breasts.

“I think of your taste.” He groaned. “I think how I want to lick you all over.”

Her hands glided up her waist until she cupped both breast in her hands. “Gods ... Hermione.” He moaned as his grip tightened and he started to pump his fist faster.

She came closer and started to kiss his chest, moving lower until her mouth came over his nipple. She drew it into her mouth, letting her teeth graze the peak much like he did to her. His one hand came up to grasp her head closer as she licked on his flat nipple, while his hips bucked forward. Her hand went to touch the tip of his cock, letting the wetness smear her hand. His whole body tensed at her touch and he shuddered through one of the most intense orgasms he has ever had, spilling his seed over her hand.

Hermione brought her hand up and tentatively brought her tongue out to taste his cum. “Mmm, not bad.” She started to say when he pulled her against his chest. He ravaged her mouth with his tonguehis his hand went down to the hem of her skirt. He inched it up until he felt the sides of her panties. He placed his open hand over her mound, feeling her heat over the silk.

She moaned and spread her legs a bit more. He felt how moist her panties were, how wet she was for him. He moved up his hand and slid it down into her panties, past the soft hair then down to her velvety folds. He held her up and close with the one hand while he just skimmed his fingers over her, smearing her own juices over the length of her. His mouth moved to her neck, then her ear. “Have you ever touched yourself like this Hermione?”

“Yes.” She rasped out as his fingers slid against her clit.

“Did you make yourself cum?”

“Yes.” His fingers slid down to sink in between her nether lips. “But .... this ....is ..... so.... much ... better.” She breathed out as he sunk his finger deeper inside of her.

His thumb massaged her clit as he continued to work his fingers inside of her. ‘She is so tight.’ He thought as he watched her face. You could tell she was close as her breathing was heavy, her chest pressing against him as her hips moved forward. “Hmmm ...... Draco ....so close!” Her fingers dug into his arm as her head bent back. Her felt her body quiver against him as she cried out his name, her climax clenching around his fingers.

She looked into his eyes, then hugged him close. Both staying like that in the embrace for a moment, both still partially dressed. He kissed her mouth softly then leaned down to get his wand. He did a quick ‘scourgify’ spell on them and pulled up and fastened his pants. He helped Hermione slip on her tank top, letting his fingers graze the swell of her breasts. They both lay down onto the rug again and snuggled into the cushions in front of the fire. Her hand slipped in his shirt to lay on his stomach, her leg over his as she pressed close to his side.

“Thanks Draco.” She said against his chest.

“For what?”

“For not pressuring me.”

“I do want you Hermione, but I don’t want it to be something you’ll regret later.” He kissed her forehead. “We’ll know when the time is right.”

She smiled against his chest. “I’ve been reading this book and there’s lots of other things we could do until then.”

“I’ll have to take a look at this book sometime.” He chuckled as he gave her a squeeze.

Draco lay there, Hermione in his arms, presently asleep against him. He lay awake, his thoughts on his future. He knew he was still young, but he didn’t know what kind of future he would have with his family. He also knew he wanted to have Hermione in his life, openly and freely sometime soon.