The Birthday Gift
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
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Adult +
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3
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7,879
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38
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The Birthday Gift
AN: Harry Potter and its characters aren\'t mine. I\'m just borrowing them from Ms. JK Rowling. I hope you enjoy this fic. Please read and review.
The Birthday Gift, Part 1
Tonight, she would ask him. She would ask her archenemy turned friend what she had wanted to ask him for the past four months. Tomorrow was her 24th birthday and that would be the perfect gift to ask from him… that is if she could muster enough of her Gryffindor courage and ask him to take her to bed, to pleasure her.
Hermione Granger, turning 24 tomorrow has had two lovers. Though she had loved them, there was just something awry. She felt that she didn’t connect with either of her ex. And they had never pleased her in bed. Yes, Hermione had never experienced what the muggles called the big “O”. It just made her ashamed and sad that she had never felt it.
She knew she just want him to be the one. After all, his prowess was legendary. And they were friends and if everything didn\'t work out, they could just go back to being like that. Though she highly doubt that she would want to stay friends after... she was practically in love with him.
She and Draco Malfoy had been friends since the start of their 7th year when they were Head Boy and Head Girl. They finally came to an understanding that they needed to act civilly towards each other to be able to be successful in their duties.
Hermione was surprised to when Draco Malfoy and a number of Slytherins had joined the Order. It was only later, after the war, she learned that Draco had been on their side since 6th year when the younger Malfoy couldn’t take the pressure anymore from his father. With the guidance of their Potions Master, Professor Snape, he had been successfully passing information to Dumbledore about the plans of the Dark Lord.
Though they were still “Potter” and “Weasley” to him, he had somehow managed to form a bond with Harry and Ron ever since they defeated Voldemort. For months they worked together coming up with plans and tactics to save the world from evil. And not they were friends, meeting each other almost every Friday night at Three Broomsticks for butterbeer. They even played quidditch with the others such as Oliver Wood, Marcus Flint and his girlfriend Katie Bell, and even Cho Chang while the others, like Hermione, just watched.
Now they both worked for the Ministry they had become closer. Hermione sometimes found herself having lunch with Draco or even in his office during their coffee breaks. Through time, she had learned more and more about him. He was witty and sarcastic. He still smirked and sneered a lot but when he smiled, his eyes would light up and his sexy mouth would just lift a little. She noticed a number of things about him. He liked his coffee black; his eyes would turn sleet gray and the vein on the right side of his forehead would twitch when he was angry, he liked the colors black, gray, and green.
But she also knew the real, deeper side of Draco Malfoy. He can be gentle to the people he cared such as his mother, whom he visited at the Manor at least once a month; and he despised his father for everything he had done to them. Hermione knew that Draco, until now, was still trying to prove himself to everyone. That he wasn’t like his father, that he was a better man that his father will ever be. He didn’t know that he had done enough… more than enough. She saw it with the way he treated the others.
Though some things never changed. Witty words flew and she and Draco bickered back and forth. Their friends couldn’t keep up with their banter that they simply watched them with knowing grins. They sometimes called each other by their last names. But they both knew that there was no malice or hatred behind those words.
Hermione took a deep breath. She was really going to do this. Ok, on three, she would apparate to his flat. One, two, three… This is it. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the place she wanted to go.
When she opened her eyes she was in Draco’s flat. She looked around, hoping she would find him.
“Well, it was nice of you to drop by, Granger,” a low sexy drawl from behind Hermione said.
Hermione shrieked and whirled around. She saw Draco leaning against the door to the living room with his arms crossed. “Draco! You scared the wits out of me!”
Draco smirked. “Well you were the one sneaking in my house at this hour in the evening. I know you missed me and everything, but sweetheart, we just saw each other today.”
Hermione scowled. “But you didn’t have to do that!”
“Yeah, but it was fun doing that,” he said.
Suddenly, she couldn’t breathe as she and Draco stared at each other. His hair was tousled that she wanted to run her hands through his silvery locks. He was wearing nothing but his boxers. And he wore it low on his hips. Damn! Was that what he wore when he goes to sleep? Her eyes went lower and noticed that he was bare-chested. But what he loved about his body was his stomach. They were hard and tight. There were times when they would take off their shirts when they played quidditch and his muscles would ripple. It actually made her nipples tighten. There was even a time when she moaned aloud that Ginny looked at her strangely, but she ignored her. Gods! Draco Malfoy was a sexy bastard. Just the mere sound of his voice made tingle all over.
Is there any reason why you’re here?
Hermione slowly nodded. “Do remember asking me what I wanted for my birthday?”
“Yeah, what about it?”
“I already know what I want from you.”
Draco raised an eyebrow.
Hermione closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes she looked at Draco. “I want you to pleasure me... in bed.”
*This is just the introduction
The Birthday Gift, Part 1
Tonight, she would ask him. She would ask her archenemy turned friend what she had wanted to ask him for the past four months. Tomorrow was her 24th birthday and that would be the perfect gift to ask from him… that is if she could muster enough of her Gryffindor courage and ask him to take her to bed, to pleasure her.
Hermione Granger, turning 24 tomorrow has had two lovers. Though she had loved them, there was just something awry. She felt that she didn’t connect with either of her ex. And they had never pleased her in bed. Yes, Hermione had never experienced what the muggles called the big “O”. It just made her ashamed and sad that she had never felt it.
She knew she just want him to be the one. After all, his prowess was legendary. And they were friends and if everything didn\'t work out, they could just go back to being like that. Though she highly doubt that she would want to stay friends after... she was practically in love with him.
She and Draco Malfoy had been friends since the start of their 7th year when they were Head Boy and Head Girl. They finally came to an understanding that they needed to act civilly towards each other to be able to be successful in their duties.
Hermione was surprised to when Draco Malfoy and a number of Slytherins had joined the Order. It was only later, after the war, she learned that Draco had been on their side since 6th year when the younger Malfoy couldn’t take the pressure anymore from his father. With the guidance of their Potions Master, Professor Snape, he had been successfully passing information to Dumbledore about the plans of the Dark Lord.
Though they were still “Potter” and “Weasley” to him, he had somehow managed to form a bond with Harry and Ron ever since they defeated Voldemort. For months they worked together coming up with plans and tactics to save the world from evil. And not they were friends, meeting each other almost every Friday night at Three Broomsticks for butterbeer. They even played quidditch with the others such as Oliver Wood, Marcus Flint and his girlfriend Katie Bell, and even Cho Chang while the others, like Hermione, just watched.
Now they both worked for the Ministry they had become closer. Hermione sometimes found herself having lunch with Draco or even in his office during their coffee breaks. Through time, she had learned more and more about him. He was witty and sarcastic. He still smirked and sneered a lot but when he smiled, his eyes would light up and his sexy mouth would just lift a little. She noticed a number of things about him. He liked his coffee black; his eyes would turn sleet gray and the vein on the right side of his forehead would twitch when he was angry, he liked the colors black, gray, and green.
But she also knew the real, deeper side of Draco Malfoy. He can be gentle to the people he cared such as his mother, whom he visited at the Manor at least once a month; and he despised his father for everything he had done to them. Hermione knew that Draco, until now, was still trying to prove himself to everyone. That he wasn’t like his father, that he was a better man that his father will ever be. He didn’t know that he had done enough… more than enough. She saw it with the way he treated the others.
Though some things never changed. Witty words flew and she and Draco bickered back and forth. Their friends couldn’t keep up with their banter that they simply watched them with knowing grins. They sometimes called each other by their last names. But they both knew that there was no malice or hatred behind those words.
Hermione took a deep breath. She was really going to do this. Ok, on three, she would apparate to his flat. One, two, three… This is it. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the place she wanted to go.
When she opened her eyes she was in Draco’s flat. She looked around, hoping she would find him.
“Well, it was nice of you to drop by, Granger,” a low sexy drawl from behind Hermione said.
Hermione shrieked and whirled around. She saw Draco leaning against the door to the living room with his arms crossed. “Draco! You scared the wits out of me!”
Draco smirked. “Well you were the one sneaking in my house at this hour in the evening. I know you missed me and everything, but sweetheart, we just saw each other today.”
Hermione scowled. “But you didn’t have to do that!”
“Yeah, but it was fun doing that,” he said.
Suddenly, she couldn’t breathe as she and Draco stared at each other. His hair was tousled that she wanted to run her hands through his silvery locks. He was wearing nothing but his boxers. And he wore it low on his hips. Damn! Was that what he wore when he goes to sleep? Her eyes went lower and noticed that he was bare-chested. But what he loved about his body was his stomach. They were hard and tight. There were times when they would take off their shirts when they played quidditch and his muscles would ripple. It actually made her nipples tighten. There was even a time when she moaned aloud that Ginny looked at her strangely, but she ignored her. Gods! Draco Malfoy was a sexy bastard. Just the mere sound of his voice made tingle all over.
Is there any reason why you’re here?
Hermione slowly nodded. “Do remember asking me what I wanted for my birthday?”
“Yeah, what about it?”
“I already know what I want from you.”
Draco raised an eyebrow.
Hermione closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes she looked at Draco. “I want you to pleasure me... in bed.”
*This is just the introduction