The Past Unveiled

Hermione rubbed her legs together. The past few nights, Demetri plagued her dreams. Her dreams were starting to feel real but the more they felt real, the more she was losing herself in reality. She was always lost in thought. Sometimes she couldn't tell which was real.

She rubbed her legs again. Her pussy was throbbing, because of the blond sitting to her left, doing his homework innocently. She would sneak glances or sometimes stare at him for minutes before realizing that he might catch her.

Draco, however, was very hard at the moment. Just seeing her rub her legs together as she stared at him made his cock twitch. He watched her as his head hung low to his parchment. He was actually finished with his homework quite a while, but he wanted a reason to stay in the common room.

He dipped his quill in the inkbottle and started scribbling it, so that it would look like he was writting. All over the parchment, were inkblots, continuous circles and an attempt drawing of a malicious position.


Hermione fanned herself, the room getting hotter the second. She glanced at Draco; a bead of sweat fell from his forehead down to the desk. He aroused her tremendously. Just looking at him, made her sees Demetri. Her panties were soaking.

Demetri..

Demetri..

Demetri Malfoy..

Her eyes widen. She wanted to slap herself. Her dreams are somewhat connected to Draco.

"Oh good lord" She moaned.

Draco looked at her quickly.

"Excuse me Granger?"

"Do you know Demetri Malfoy?"

He looked down at his parchment then pushed it away from him. He sat back, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"Why?"

"I've been.. Dreaming about him"

"With Helena Pierce?"

"You dreamt about them too?"

"Yeah, Demetri Malfoy was my great grandfathers' cousin"

"Oh.." She paused, not knowing what to say next. This was weird, and awkward!

"So these-"

"Look Granger, I don’t want to talk about it. I guess that there was a history between them when they were Heads in their time and-"

"Helene Pierce was my great grand aunt"

He looked at her.

"Then maybe that's why we have the same dream. They were part of us"

Hermione sighed and open her mouth again but Draco interrupted her.

"Maybe... Uh never mind"

"No, Draco, tell me"

"Do you think that, that's a sign?"

"Sign?"

"That we should be together Granger"


She looked at him hard. She totally lost it. She felt no control of her body as she stood up and walked towards him. She stood in front of him and sat on the desk. She grabbed hold of his hands and parted her legs. She placed his hands on his inner thigh and he took over from there.

He stood up and kissed her, both his hands caressing her thigh. He pulled back, only to kiss her neck. She tilted her head back, giving him more access.

Her fingers ran through his hair. It was short compared to Demetri’s. She closed her eyes and pulled his head to her neck. His hair felt longer. She pushed him a bit and looked at him. It was Draco, just Draco.

Her hands went to his shoulders, pushing his robe off him and unbuttoned his shirt. He did the same to her, only, her kissed down to the flesh revealed.

When his shirt was completely off, she started undoing his pants.

He slipped her blouse off her shoulders and undid her bra, throwing it carelessly behind him. He stared at her pert nipples and his mouth soon surrounded it. She arched her back. The Malfoy crest rested in the middle of her breasts, the cold metal made her nipples harder.

He pushed her down until she was lying on the desk. He stood in his boxers as his pants were down his ankles. He kicked them off and pulled down his boxers. He stood there naked as Hermione lay in front of him only in her skirt and knickers.

His hands flipped her skirt up, her white-laced panties were soaking, because of him. His large cock was painfully hard. He wanted to fuck her now.

His hands held her hips and pulled down her panties. She lifted her hips up so that he could slide it down her legs.

He kissed her again and pushed his cock to her opening. She moaned in his mouth, arching her back, pushing her breasts to his chest.

He pumped into her. Hard and fast. He felt her walls contracting. He groaned at the feeling. He thrust into her harder. She let out a long moan as she climaxed. After a few thrusts he came in her, grunting in pleasure.

He laid his head on her chest as they panted. Her fingers pushed back his hair. They were both sweaty but were definitely satisfied.

Draco closed his eyes, mentally punching himself as he lost control of his lust.

He was still inside her and her walls started to tighten again.

Draco groaned, his hardness didn’t fade.




Hermione caressed his hair again.

And smirked.