A House Divided
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
22,159
Reviews:
18
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
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I neither own nor profit from this work as all characters belong to J. K. Rowling. I do get to play with them, tho'...
9. The Passing Lane
Not Long Enough After the French Tickler (Or Condom) Failure…
“Where’d you put it?”
“What?” her partner of 4+ years yelled from the shower in his office.
“My new contraceptive potion! Unless your planning to date your fist, I have to find my potion.”
“Your potion?”
“YES! WHERE IS IT?” she shouted over the jets.
“…ink container… briefcase.”
Enough information remained in the garbled transmission to propel Hermione towards Draco’s desk. In his open briefcase sat a container of quill ink adjacent to a small vial of mauve liquid. On the other side of the carrying case a pink amulet held an opalescent substance Hermione didn’t recognize.
Grabbing the item closest to the ink container, Hermione unscrewed the top and downed the contents. A rush of warmth snaked down her body to her toes and returned to settle in her neck, her breasts, her thighs and her cradle of life. Her visible skin reddened with increased blood flow. Her eyelids became heavy and every thought brought mental images of Draco in all sorts of risky places having all sorts of down right nasty fun with her.
“Wow! George knows how to brew a potion!”
As a precaution, Hermione cast the contraceptive spell. In concert with the potion she felt the tingling flare suddenly, diminishing the sparks from her wand. In the end she decided that the potion’s strength muted that of the charm — a rational deduction since both provided contraceptive protection. With no further concern, she sent a “Thank You” patronus to George Weasley for the new potion and tucked her wand in her purse.
Slinking over to the bed, she pulled the covers down and off and posed atop the mattress for her partner; silence in the bathroom indicated he’d finished.
“Lioness??? What’s gotten into you this afternoon?”
Draco’s mouth wouldn’t close, not with Hermione laid out with all her best parts visible for the taking.
“This was a brilliant idea, having a date at your office.”
Draco still couldn’t talk properly.
“Are you going to stand there until we have to leave or are we going to get busy?”
“Did you just say ‘get busy’?”
“Yes, Dragon…”
I love this woman; she’s gonna shag me like a clutch of rabbits in about 10 seconds…
“Dragon?…”
“Yes?”
“My mouth is empty…”
In less than 3 seconds, that was no longer true.