Dancing With Dragons

Hello people who I hope are reading, this is chapter seven!



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CHAPTER SEVEN: Words



Draco smiled wickedly as Granger head up the stairs. Though he was surprised that Granger would ever consider such a thing he knew she had played right into his hands. She’d done so all night. Well maybe not completely if he was going to be honest. Sure he had expected Granger to get all pissed about bringing a girl back to the dorm and show her true colors, but he certainly hadn’t expected her to make such a show of power. It had been risky to bring a girl back to dorm on purpose, but it had all worked.



Now he had her right where we wanted her, sort of. He fell on to the couch and looked down at he throbbing boner and sighed. She was going to be tougher than he thought. And Draco knew in part it was because he actually liked Granger. She was some how sweet, smart, sexy, strong, and innocent all at once. And weak he reminded him self with disgust. Weak.



He sighed knowing he needed to take care of himself so he headed to the bathroom. He slid into the cold shower. Even after soaking himself in the cool water he remind hard so he grasped his hard member into his hand and stroked back and fourth. All the while he thought about Granger and what his first lesson should be.

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Hermione tried not to run back to her room. She tried not to look back at Malfoy’s face as she slipped away into her room. She couldn’t sleep for sometime. Her head was spinning about the night’s events. As she was lying there she thought she heard the shower start to run. It made her blush and smile that Malfoy might need to take a cold shower after spending time with her. For a second she thought about going in and surprising Malfoy naked, but she realized she was drunk. She wasn’t sure if she made the right choice and she needed a clear head. Though she knew she wasn’t going to be able to take back her words so easily, but for now she had the upper hand.



Hermione woke the next morning in a warm haze. She felt so comfortable that in her semi dream state she thought she was at home or even at the borrow where Ron and Harry would come to wake her up. As she came into complete consciousness all of last nights events came flooding back. She groaned remembering what had happened, but to her surprise a part of her was glad she said and done what she had. She could no longer deny, even sober, that she wanted Malfoy. She needed to get out of here. What was happening to her?



She put on a tight pair of jeans and long sleeve black V-neck shirt and headed down with the idea of going to breakfast. Of course Malfoy was waiting for her. Twit. “Hey Malfoy.” She tried to keep the sigh from her voice.



His eyebrows raised and she prepared herself. “Hey Granger. Want breakfast?” She was taken back that Malfoy wasn’t taking the opportunity to be a prat or even worse a pervert.



“Umm sure what’s on the menu?”



“Oh Granger, I think you’re going to love this,” Malfoy purred. Malfoy didn’t purr. Malfoys screamed, they smirked, and they even growled, but never purred. It pulled at things low in her body. His voice made her look around and she noticed a large basket.



She was positive she should run for the hills. The look in Malfoy’s eyes was too dark. But not the same darkness of hatred she was use to seeing. This was something she never seen in a man’s eyes before and it made her both hot and cold.



Malfoy obviously noted her immediate reaction to flee, and so he walked to her. More like glided in this graceful but hauntingly aggressive, like he was hunting prey, masculinity. He reached her within a few steps. She’d been so caught up looking at his long legs and the way he seemed to tower over everything that she forgotten to back way.



He stalked her. Made circles around her like a hawk. This finally made her stop. She wasn’t going to let this little shit do this to her. He wasn’t in charge and he wasn’t going to have this effect on her. What gave him the right? But she knew she had, and she knew a small part of her was enjoying the danger.



She was just about to push Malfoy back and leave when he grabbed her waist from behind. “What are you doing Malfoy?”



“ First lesson Granger.”



“What? Oh no. We didn’t arrange this. I am not ready. I simply…”



“Do you arrange classes with your other professor? Do you decide the time, the date, and the lesson plan?” She didn’t like the way he said other professors, but her body was loving the way his hot breath felt on her skin.



“No Malfoy I don’t, but they are actual teaching professionals.” She tried to sound in control and as if his close proximity wasn’t bringing shock waves up her body.



“You silly little girl.” He breathed this into her neck, lips almost touching her bare skin, and her whole body shivered. “You gave me the power to teach you Granger about the one thing I know everything about.” His voice was husky and ever word dripped with sexual tension. This was so far beyond her comfort zone. ‘But that’s why you asked him to teach you’ her mind reminded her. ‘Yea, but you just want him too’ another part screamed in her head.



“Malfoy,” her words started off small and soft still feeling his hot breath. She had to control her self. “I don’t have to time for this right now. I can’t do this.” She started to pull way, but Malfoy gabbed her arms, hard, and spun her around.



He smirked down at her, but it wasn’t the usual one of gloating. This time it was more a sneer of disgust. “Are you taking your words back. I thought you believed in keeping your word?”



Fuck. His eyes looked into her and it was almost impossible to keep eye contact. When had Malfoy gotten so perceptive? What he said bit at her because she did believe in people honoring their word. She wasn’t sure if he was using it to make her do what he wanted or because he really believed in people keep their word. It didn’t matter though because she’d said she let him teacher her. But also she knew she wanted this. ‘Don’t let Malfoy see how much you want this.’ She stuck her chin up more controlling her fear. It was just sex stuff, right?



“Of course Malfoy, I would just like to be informed before hand, so I can be an apt pupil.” She smiled up at him and watched him shiver. Point one for her. Something about Malfoy made her feel naughty, excited, heated. “What are we doing Malfoy? Cause I am not going to do you right here right now.”



He laughed and was deep and husky. He pulled her in closer to him and leaned into her ear. “That’s what I am going to teach you.”



“What?” She whispered into his chest afraid to look into those dark eyes again. Her mind started to wonder. Was he going to try to sleep with her? Surly not. She didn’t even want that. 'Lair', her inner voice yelled. Okay, maybe she did but not today.



“To speak sex Granger.” Her mouth parted slightly trying to not to give him the reaction he wanted. “What you should have said was ‘What are we doing Malfoy? Cause I am not going to fuck you.’” She had to close her eyes at his words. She tried to steady herself, her world. She swayed slightly inhaling a quick breath. He laughed.



He lifted her chin up and she snapped her eyes open. “If you can't say the word fuck Granger you can’t fuck.” She looked back into those piercing eyes. They were so intensely gray. Gray like a wolf’s coats. Gray like a stormy day on the coldest day of winter. Looking into to his eyes like that made her deeply uncomfortable. Something passed between them, but so fast Hermione wasn’t sure it was real. But it seemed to be an understanding that looking into each other’s eyes could lead to bad things.



Just as the moment of understanding past Malfoy whipped her around. “There by the basket is breakfast.” He gentle shoved her towards the basket. They both sat on the ground around the thing. “Well open it.”



Hermione replied by taking all the objects from the basket and unwrapping them. Her nerves build as she unwrapped strawberries, whip cream, thickly cut bananas, and whipped chocolate. When she was done she looked at Malfoy trying to be defiant.



“Okay Granger. We’re going to play a little game. I am going to tell you a word. You have to repeat it. Loudly! Than I am going to say a sentence with the word in it and you have to repeat it. Loudly and with meaning. If you don’t you have to feed me.”


“Some what degrading Malfoy, but no big deal. I expected worse.” She laughed getting some of her confidence back. So what if she had to feed him.


He suddenly laughed wickedly. “Oh did I forget to mention you have to feed me with your mouth. Please forgive me.” Fuck she thought. Just fuck. This was going to be bad.


“Okay, first word is whore.”


She smiled and said loudly, “Whore.” Not so bad.



“Okay, now here is your sentence.” Smug bastard. “I wanted to be your dirty little whore.” Okay bad.


“I am not saying that Malfoy forget it. Merlin!”



“Hits a little close to home. Fine make up you own sentence if I like it I’ll let it go this once.”



His smug, king over the world attitude was pissing her off, and making her hot. She tried to ignore that part. “Okay, Death Eaters are whores for the Dark Lord.” She snapped



His smiled faltered for a second. She realized she might have gone to far, but than he recovered. She didn’t like this new look any better.



“Oh, you’ll pay for that Granger. I didn’t like it. It lacked taste, creativity, and in all honesty it was completely off the topic.” She was shaking with anger. “I want a chocolate covered strawberry.”



“Fine.” She picked up a strawberry with her hand and started to dip it in the chocolate.



“And what do you think you doing Granger? I said with your mouth. Ever step with that precious little mouth of yours.” She tried not to scream in frustration. She’d put herself here, but this was slightly humiliating. And sexy.



She threw the one in her hand away and bent over on her knees to retrieve a strawberry with her teeth. “Oh and Granger, crawl to me and don’t forget eye contact will be graded.” Fucking Malfoy.




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Cheeky bitch. He watched with great pleasure and passion and she dipped the strawberry into the chocolate. He was especially pleased how it dripped down her neck and chest. He visualized licking it slowly from her. It wasn’t until she started to crawl towards him though that he was taken back. Her eyes held anger and defiance, but there was more; there was lust. Her eyes became more fluttered and hooded with lust as she reached him. He was suddenly struck by how beautiful she was. When had he stopped thinking about her as the mousy, bushy haired know it all? When had he become so taken aback by those delicate features, her large pink lips, her messy hair, and bright husky blue eyes? Her eyes were such a contrast to his. They were bright, full of hope, and looked like a sky after a spring shower. They were so different.



That’s right Draco Malfoy remember that. You’re different. She has filthy blood. You’re only doing this to prove she wants you. To win that money! Some of that was still true, but everyday that voice in his head sounded more like his father’s instead of his own. But it was still hard to shake the feeling that she was just a conquest. A major, secretive conquest.



But as she reached him, strawberry almost to his lips, he knew she was more and some how less. She was a turning point and a distraction. He didn’t care right now because in this moment he couldn’t hate her, or care about her blood. And he remembered too that she offered him something special, friendship. A friendship without expecting anything in return, but simple friendship back. To bad I am going to fuck it up and fuck you Granger. Cause I won’t be able to say no. He smiled wickedly at her to hide his thoughts and bit into the strawberry taking most of it in his mouth. He stayed there for a moment licking the chocolate off with his tongue. Their lips were only separated by the green stem and leafs of the fruit. They were so close. The distance separating them immeasurable by the human eyes.



Than he pulled away and watched for a second as she tried to collect herself. That’s right Granger, I am the SEX GOD for a reason and I am going to reval in the pleasure of taking you.

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She watched his eyes as she stalked him. She figured if she had to do this she better not make a fool of herself. But didn’t she have to do this did she? Yes and no, but gods a part of her was loving it. She was loving the way he was looking at her. Taking in her body and she knew her shirt had fallen just enough that he could see the swell of her breast. It made her nervous, but she willed herself to be confident, the Hermione she been trying to be for the past few months. She almost had it when he bit the fruit and there lips were fractions away. He stayed there taunting her and she could barely control herself. The most she could do was stay still. Suddenly he looked into her eyes. It was a split second but she realized Malfoy was really like a wild dragon in the that moment. He wasn’t good or evil he was just primal, stay still and you might live, but threaten him and you die. She might fall.



Then he pulled away from her and she watched some strawberry juice spilled on his lips. The desire to suck it off was so intense she closed her eyes and breathed deep. She knew Malfoy was laughing at her, but it was better than pouncing on him. Finally, she opened her eyes and sat back on her ass. She looked at Malfoy daring him to laugh at her. She would regain control!



Malfoy just smirked. “Okay Granger, next word. P-u-s-s-y.”



“Malfoy…” She started.



“Say it Granger. Say P-U-S-S-Y.” He was purring the words again and it was making her think terrible things.



“pussy.” She whispered.



“What Granger. I think I’d like a str…”



“Pussy.” She yelled and she actually laughed a little turning pink.



“Good. Now say. My pussy is so wet.” Just as she felt freed she was trapped again by her own modesty. She turned reder and shook her head.



“Granger if you don’t say I am going to want a strawberry with whip cream and this time you can’t use your hand to craw to me!” Shit. He was so demanding.



“Fine. My pussy is so wet.” She sort of mumbled.



“Loudly Granger. Don’t make me ask again.”



“ My pussy is so wet!” She said louder and the words sort of panted from her lips

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He watched Granger faces as she spoke dirty and it made him start to get hard. He was loving teacher her a lesson. The way she blushed, but also how she was filled with lust and freedom. She was so innocent and Malfoy knew a part of him wanted to take some of that purity and make it his. He used to think he would take that innocence by destroying her with words, but she was too strong for that. Funny thing was her weakness hadn’t been his words it was him. He would fuck the innocence from her. But he wondered, hardening as she yelled pussy, while looking at him, if his weakness was her because he was sitting civilly in the same room with a mudblood. Sitting with this girl, Granger, and she actually made him like her.


“You look so pained when you say it Granger. Turn around.”



“What?”



“Turn and put you back to me. I am not going to hurt you when I am teaching you. Now turn.”



“Fine.” She turned her back.

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She sat there the anticipation was killing her. They sat there in silence and it felt like hours, but Hermione knew it was only seconds. Than she suddenly felt him behind her. Malfoy was just hovering inches a way from her. She went to turn around to confront him, but he grabbed her shoulders and pushed her to stay.



“No. Relax. Maybe not looking at me will help. Pretend I am not here.” His breathe was hot on her neck again. 'Yes, right Malfoy like I could just forget you were here, and you know that too you smug bastard,' is what she wanted to say, but what came out was a soft, heavy sigh. What was happening to her? Why did Malfoy start this strange fire inside of her? Because she hated him. But she didn’t, but she wasn’t sure she liked him either.





“Cock,” He breathed into her ear.



“Cock.” She stated to the empty half of them room. Not looking in Malfoy’s made it easier to say these words, but having him behind her was making her body melt.



Malfoy growled behind her and it made her shiver. “Say I want your cock in my mouth.”



She knew she was panting a little but she couldn’t help it. “I want your cock in my mouth.” She tired to sound straight forward like she was answering a question in class.



“Tisk Tisk Granger say it like you mean it.” Oh his hot breathe. How he hovered just this side of not touching. Suddenly she did mean it. She did want him in her mouth. She knew it was wrong, but she was already in the snake pit.



She groaned, “I want your cock in my mouth.”



“So much better. Say fuck Granger.”



“FUCK!” She was loosing her mind. It felt so good to say all these things. Not just in her head, but out loud to the world.



“Say I want to fuck you.”



She was swaying. “I want to fuck you.”



“What?”



“I wanted to fuck you.” She panted.



“I want to fuck you Draco.” He prompted her in her ear.



She stilled torn between saying the truth, saying his real name, and being disgusted with the fire that was burning her up.



“I am sorry I didn’t hear you Granger. Say it!”



“I want to FUCK you Malfoy.”



Suddenly Malfoy closed the distance between them and bit her neck. She gasped as her body quaked and she felt herself get wet. Then Malfoy moved away. Moved away from her and she could think. The fire was still there trying to consume her, but without Malfoy close she could control it.



She heard him laugh and she didn’t want to see his face. Most of all she didn’t want him to see her face afraid it would give away just how much she wanted him. She pulled herself up and tried hard not to run for the porthole door. He chuckled darkly after her and as she reached the door she heard him yell,



“Oh and Granger.” She stopped, but didn’t turn around. “We’ll be having another lesson tonight around seven. I’m just letting you know so you can come (she didn’t like they way he said the word) prepared. Oh and don’t think you can just hide out all night.” She didn’t wait to hear any more she just ran from the room.

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Malfoy watched her try to control herself as she walked to the door. Oh he was going to have so much fun with her and he wasn’t even going to fuck her. Oh he would fukc her but by the time that came around he wanted her to be begging at his knees, open, wet, and ready. He’d still play this friend thing, but behind close doors he would become Grangers lover.He sat there eating the rest of the fruit smiling to himself.



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