Champagne Dreams

I don't claim to own my favorite play things.. I mean characters! props to my girl J.K :)

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The start of a new year at Hogwarts brought an unexpected new addition to the faculty. A certain platinum haired pureblood had managed to secure a position as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Lucius Malfoy regally took a seat next to a dark and brooding Severus Snape at the head table during the sorting ceremony. The elder Malfoy gave an intimidating glare to the trembling group of first years, after all Lucius didn't consider himself to be much of a kid person, and beside the fact that he was not overjoyed at taking this new position offered to him by Albus. Dumbledore and Lucius formed an unlikely alliance of sorts after he and Draco helped in the fall of the Dark Lord.

Lucius let his eyes cooly evaluate the student body this year before settling on a petite brunette witch that made his mouth water in appreciation. His silver eyes raked over her curvaceous body, even under those robes he could catch a glimpse of her long legs under the sexy little tartan skirt. Those cold and calculating grey eyes moved farther up her body, straining to catch a glimpse behind the book this dishy little witch had her nose stuck in. He noticed her hair was pinned up severely and wanted desperately to unpin it and feel it cascade down his thighs while she wrapped her lips around his cock.

Suddenly his little witch snapped her book shut and gave the boy next to her a glorious smile that lit up the entire castle Lucius thought. Her smile jarred Lucius out of his lustful reverie for three reasons : two of those reasons were flanking his pretty little witch, Potter and Weasley he mentally growled and clenched his teeth. The third reason was that her beautiful face registered in his mind... he knows this sweet little piece of ass from somewhere but his mind is too foggy with lust to put words together. A second later it hits him hard, Mudblood.

Hermione suddenly gets the sensation of eyes watching her and glances intuitively up at the head table. She couldn't help but notice that Lucius Malfoy was gazing her way. She had heard the rumors that he was the new DADA professor but did not actually believe it until she witnessed for herself his aristocratic self sitting next to Snape. She wasn't so shocked that he would be teaching her this year but more so shocked by the look of pure lust gracing his elegant features. "Wait, did I just say Malfoy was elegant?!" Hermione thought to herself. "well... yes I suppose he is quite elegant and dignified underneath all that prejudice... maybe". Truth be told Hermione has had a crush on Draco since her second year and found his platinum hair, silver eyes and high cheek bones to be utterly irresistible. Those same features Draco shares with his father, Hermione realized that when Draco gets older he will probably look exactly like Lucius... and that is not a bad thing at all".

Lucius realized the girl noticed him staring at her and composed himself by straightening his pin stripe suit coat and smoothing the lapels, after adjusting the silk black ribbon that kept his long platinum tresses out of the way he muttered under his breath "God this will be some year". He wanted her, and knew it would only escalate into craving her. This information, though looking to provide a stimulating and challenging goal was also a bit unnerving to the tall and handsome pureblood. One thing was universally true : Lucius Malfoy always got what he wanted and what he wanted was Hermione.

Another years sorting ceremony came and went and after the feast Hermione and Draco both made their way to the professors table to await there welcome as head girl and boy. Hermione's knees quavered as she got up from her seat next to Ron and Harry. As she made her way to the professors table she was comforted by the fact she would be with Draco, even if just smelling his expensive cologne made her nipples stand at attention. Hermione's plan was to stay close to Hagrid and avoid the Malfoy end of the table at all costs. Hagrid got up from the table and scooped Hermione up in a hug that lifted her off the ground "I'm so proud of my Hermione makin' head girl!". Lucius simply watched them with one golden eyebrow raised. "Thanks Hagrid, can you put me down now?". Hagrid set her down gently and took his seat. Hermione stood next to Draco and exchanged smiles. As it was customary for every head boy and girl to greet and shake the hands of every one of the professors Hermione groaned and patted Hagrid's huge hand and made her way down the table, dreading making a fool of herself in front of Lucius Malfoy. She approached Lucius and she was surprised to see he had just removed his gloves and extended a bare perfectly manicured hand.

Hermione took his hand and he clamped hers with his own stared her down. "ahh Miss Granger, congratulations, I look forward to seeing you in class". Lucius was about to release her hand but ran his thumb over the back of her hand suggestively. Hermione's cheeks turned scarlet "Thank you... professor" and smiled weakly.

After Dumbledore gave Draco and Hermione there instructions and welcomes they made their way through the halls together up to the heads dormitories.
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In the heads dormitories...

Hermione was excited at being head girl this year and was (secretly) excited that Draco had become head boy. Her and Draco had a lot in common and had oddly enough bonded over the past few years. Hermione would swoon after every debate or chat they had and she decided that this year should would tell him. Come hell or high water she wanted him to know how she felt about him.

Draco entered there shared common room and faced Hermione. Hermione bumped square into him because she was admiring his long shiny hair and hadn't realized he turned around so quickly. "Easy there killer... you ok?". Hermione blushed furiously and merely giggled in response. Draco suddenly grabbed her hand to shake, Hermione thought his hand felt to so warm and strong as it completely enveloped her hand.
"Congratulations on making Head Girl! I believe a little celebration is in order"
Hermione gave him a puzzled look "oh yes! congratulations Draco..." Hermione felt butterflies in her stomach at how warm Draco was acting towards her. "I'll be back in a bit..."

Draco vanished quickly into his room and back with two glasses and a bottle of champagne, leaning against the door frame "I hope you like champagne". Hermione couldn't believe how.. romantic all this was, a crackling fire, candles galore, and a platinum haired slytherin with champagne. "Draco... thats very nice of you but I don't think we are allowed to drink alcohol in school". "Oh live a little Granger! your only head girl once you know... it's a private common room and nobody will be disturbing us!". Hermione was a little stunned that Draco would offer her muggle alcohol and decided she could at least humor him. "Oh ok... just one TINY glass". Draco moved to the couch and popped the cork on the bottle of champagne "Sit down I won't bite". Hermione took seat on the black leather couch next to Draco, "it's Crystal champagne" she said in amazement. "you've heard of it then? I've developed quite a taste for muggle champagne over the summer and I think this is the best brand"

"I've only sipped a little bit of white wine at a wedding once... but I hear Crystal is top quality". Draco poured a generous glass of the Crystal and handed it to Hermione, then poured himself a generous glass as well. Draco turned towards Hermione and lifted his glass, "Let's toast - to our last year at Hogwarts - to being the top of our class - to the fall of the dark lord... am i missing anything?" Hermione lifted her glass to him "To new friends, lovers and experiences... to starting a new chapter in our lives!" Draco ended the toast "To us" and brought his glass to meet hers with a tiny "clink" sound. Draco downed the entire glass in one swallow and poured himself another. Hermione's eyes went wide as she quietly sipped her Crystal, admiring how fine the bouquet of the champagne was and how it danced down the back of her throat, "Now Malfoy, I won't be having a sot on my hands will I?"

Draco smirked at her slightly "Miss Granger I am a pureblood of the highest breeding, and if one thing is true about the wealthy they hold their alcohol incredibly well". Hermione snorted slightly at his high and mighty statement, "You look different... I don't know what it is but you've changed a bit". Draco took another long swallow of Crystal "I hope for the better". As the the time drew nearer to midnight Hermione was utterly buzzed on the champagne having 2 whole glasses she reminded a totally plastered Draco. "So how are things with you and Pansy?" Draco grimaced drunkenly and topped off Hermione's glass, now forgetting his wine flute and drinking straight from the bottle "she's a pug faced succubus luv and we were never actually going out... despite what she may say or dream of" Draco was slumped on the couch with the bottle of champagne in his hand drinking from it greedily.

Hermione thought he never looked hotter in his life... he was so relaxed and funny and she felt like her head was floating away while her skin enjoyed every little sensation, the leather couch the feel of the fire and Draco's languid body was making her hot and bothered. "Oh... I always thought you were an item" she smiled to herself.

"Never in a million billion ga-jillion years luv... would I ever tie myself with the likes of her... I don't wanna talk bout' her no more... lets talk about us... I luv ya Hermy... your the only friend I got here... and I shit you not... you been so good a friend... gimme hug.. come on gimme hug! Hermione realized how drunk he was but was unable to resist him from pouncing on her and giving her a bear hug... Draco never quite released her but slumped onto her. Hermione felt brave and downed her glass of champagne. "Draco... I know what's different about you... your eyebrows... oh my god! Dracccooo! you had them waxed!!" she slurred drunkenly. The champagne hit her harder than she thought it would. "So I did... aren't they pretty?" "Oh they are very pretty... I just didn't think many boys did that... I like them though" Hermione giggled furiously... Draco tried to focus his gaze on the girl he was practically sitting on... "you mean that? you think they are pretty?"

"Oh Draco... everything about you is pretty" she giggled even harder but stopped when he put his finger to her lips. "don't laugh... please don't laugh at me Hermy..." Draco became suddenly serious but his gaze turned from hurt to shocked when Hermione kissed his finger ever so gently... she removed his finger and placed her small hands on the sides of his beautiful face and gently placed her lips to his". After she released him from the kiss he rested his head on her chest and wrapped his arms around her.

"Hermione... I... I have to tell you something... and I know I can trust you... I trust you more than anyone else" Hermione was lost in the feel of his lips and the champagne and seeing his platinum head rise and fall with every breath she took. "you can tell me anything". Draco hid his face in her chest and mumbled something into her shirt. "don't be shy Draco". He looked up at her pleadingly "I want to be pretty... if father new about this he would slaughter me... sometimes I put on my mothers silk robes and makeup... Im not gay... I just sometimes... like to wear womens clothes...makeup.. clothes.. I have to keep it all a secret.. its killing me! please keep this a secret? Hermione could not hide the hurt from her face, she thought he was going to tell her he wanted her... but instead she finds out he wears women's clothes... figuring her chances of a relationship with him are dead and buried she strokes his hair gently "your secret is safe with me Draco".

Draco gives her a soft peck on her lips before nestling his head onto her chest again, he quickly is out cold. Hermione stares into the fireplace deep in contemplation, well there goes my chances.. he wants to be a girl... why me? Well there is always his father... Stop hermione... he's old enough to be YOUR father and he's a professor.. besides he is LUCIUS MALFOY! he'd never fall for a muggle born... or would he? Hermione lets go of her worries and drifts off into a deep sleep with Draco snuggling into her

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up next = morning after (SOON to come) and trust me... Lucius comes up to bat... also it gets a little hotter...