The Truth Can Be Ugly
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
8,016
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, and I do not make any money from these writings.
The Truth Can Be Ugly
Just another attempt to have some fun with my favorite characters. Let me know what you think!
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1)
Hermione woke with a start. She was panting, sweating and her nipples were straining against her tank top.
Damn it.
It was all she could do to avoid Draco during the day, let alone have him popping up in her dreams.
That dream- it was too vivid. She could practically feel him on her, biting and teasing- it was enough to drive anyone crazy. Struggling to catch her breath, she thought she heard her bathroom door close.
Did she loose her wits? Holding herself completely still, hardly daring to breath, she heard another door close.
That bastard.
She now knew who to thank for that little dream sequence. Draco, Head Boy, Slytherin Sex God, and Pureblood Pain in her Arse for seven years running had access to her bedroom through their shared bathroom.
Frustrated, both physically and emotionally, she resolved not to cave in to temptation and kept her hands firmly above her waist. Glancing at the tally board, she was still five points up. Tomorrow was another day of shared looks, longing, and mind games. She, however, would be damned if she lost this game that Draco had started on a whim. If he wanted to take this to another level, then she was going to pull out all the stops. She was going to set him up.
Let the games continue.
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1)
Hermione woke with a start. She was panting, sweating and her nipples were straining against her tank top.
Damn it.
It was all she could do to avoid Draco during the day, let alone have him popping up in her dreams.
That dream- it was too vivid. She could practically feel him on her, biting and teasing- it was enough to drive anyone crazy. Struggling to catch her breath, she thought she heard her bathroom door close.
Did she loose her wits? Holding herself completely still, hardly daring to breath, she heard another door close.
That bastard.
She now knew who to thank for that little dream sequence. Draco, Head Boy, Slytherin Sex God, and Pureblood Pain in her Arse for seven years running had access to her bedroom through their shared bathroom.
Frustrated, both physically and emotionally, she resolved not to cave in to temptation and kept her hands firmly above her waist. Glancing at the tally board, she was still five points up. Tomorrow was another day of shared looks, longing, and mind games. She, however, would be damned if she lost this game that Draco had started on a whim. If he wanted to take this to another level, then she was going to pull out all the stops. She was going to set him up.
Let the games continue.