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Draco
It was now the weekend once more here. I tried to forget that I’d caught Harry the previous night for being in some secret meeting thing. I could assumed that Hermione was in this club too, but I really didn’t feel like having her mad at me again. So I decided to forget about it. Earlier that day, however, I did take off some Gryffindor points now that I was a part of the Inquisitorial Squad.
At this particular moment, I was examining the large hourglasses that contained the house points. Gryffindor sure had been reduced, much to my pleasure. My secret revenge.
I felt a pair of delicate hands slide around part of my waist. Turning around, I saw Hermione grinning at me slyly.
“Oh ho, Hermione looks like she’s a bit naughty,” I countered with a tease in my voice. I checked the hallways to make sure no one was watching.
Hermione
I was enjoying this immensely. Sliding my arms around his neck, I whispered, “I can be very naughty sometimes, Malfoy, but you wouldn’t know that, would you?” I laughed, remembering how the previous year Viktor and I had snuck into the broom cupboards to have a good snog.
He licked his lips, placing his hands on my waist. Bending down, he leaned in and covered my mouth with his. I kissed him back, more passionately than before. Pushing me against the wall, he started to unbutton my shirt, letting his kisses trail down my neck.
I had to stop him from doing anything further, as we were out in the open. Breaking from his embrace, I re-buttoned my shirt. He wrapped his arms around me, breathing heavily.
Flicking his wand out, he gave Gryffindor one hundred house points. “Because you’re such a darn good kisser,” he whispered in my ear. I could feel him smirking.
Draco
She smiled back up at me. Smiling back down, I held her closer to me. I loved feeling the warmth of her body melting into mine. Closing my eyes, I let my hands wander down her body.
“What time is it?” she murmured into my chest.
I glanced at the clock hanging above the hourglasses. “Eleven fifteen.”
She nearly jumped two feet into the air. “It’s past curfew!” Her eyes sprang open wildly. She almost ran away too.
“Hey, hey,” I said, holding onto her wrist. “What ever happened to the naughty Hermione?”
Sighing, as if I was the dumbest person in the world (I noticed her doing that a lot to other people), she explained, “When it comes to snogging, I may be a bit naughty. But with rules? We’re talking about curfew here. Do you know how much trouble I’d be in, as a prefect, if I was caught past curfew?”
After her monologue was finished, I just stared at her. “Fine,” I sighed, loosening my grip on her wrist. I instead pulled her closer to me. “One last kiss,” I assured her, leaning down.
Thankfully, she returned my move with fervor before wriggling out of my grasp and towards Gryffindor tower. I felt quite frivolous as I made my way to the Slytherin dungeon that night, my only thoughts on that girl with the humungous, bushy hair.
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) I wonder what Draco and Hermione will do when they find out what the other is doing!!!
Thanks for bearing with me!
And someday, when the night is over and the dawn arrives, we'll reach up to the sky withour eyes turned toward our Lord, and all will become good and whole
