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A/N: Hi everyone! This is my first fanfic ever, so I'll try my best to make it not suck. There is naughty language and sexual situations in this fic. Don't read if that offends you! Thanks.
I Don't Think That's Pumpkin Juice
CH 1 Attraction
Draco Malfoy stared across the Great Hall at Hermione Granger. He could feel his blood begin to boil. It wasn't the feeling of disgust that he normally felt when he looked at her. It was different somehow. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. All of a sudden his heart began to race and his breathing became rapid. Droplets of sweat formed on his brow and he began to feel faint.
Blaise Zabini, a fellow 7th year Slytherin, noticed that something was wrong with Draco. "Oi, Malfoy, are you alright? You look flushed." He asked.
"I'm fine," Draco managed between loosening his tie and removing his school robe. "It's just so damned hot in here!" he added as he rolled up his sleeves; never once tearing his gaze from Hermione.
He noticed that Hermione was now looking back at him and appeared to be suffering the same sort of reaction as him. She was fanning herself with The Daily Prophet and completely ignoring everyone around her.
Draco suddenly felt very aroused. He immediately drank some cold water and buried his face in his hands. He tried to think of quidditch, Millicent Bullstrode, Professor McGonagall…anything that would make the large swelling in his pants go down. He closed his eyes to concentrate, but all he could see was Hermione. He envisioned her quivering on her knees before him. He then pictured her breasts pressed against his chest as he braced her against a wall. "What the fuck!" He thought as he opened his eyes and returned to reality.
The tent in his pants was very obvious now. Pansy Parkinson noticed it and announced, "Wow Draco, is that your wand in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" followed by a slew of laughter from the entire Slytherin table.
Draco wanted to respond with a witty comeback, but all he could manage was, "It's not for you!" as he arose from the table. He couldn't stop himself. His head was screaming, "STOP! What are you doing?" but his body wouldn't listen. He was crossing the Great Hall, sporting a raging hard on, and heading directly for the Gryffindor table.
Hermione, realizing that Draco was on his way over, immediately arose too. She was feeling so aroused that she could not resist closing the gap between them. She walked right up to Draco and grabbed his loosened tie, pulling his face down towards her own. He responded to her advance and wrapped both of his arms around her slim waist. She was overwhelmed with the warmth of his body near hers. He pulled her all the way into him and stared directly in her eyes. Their foreheads were touching and she could feel his nervous breath on her lips. She closed her eyes and willed him to kiss her.
At first the kiss was soft and uneasy. It was as if both of them were trying to hold on to their last bit of self control. Hermione began to feel extremely hot and excited all over. She could feel the blood bubbling under her skin, causing goose bumps to form under every touch of his knowing hands. She instinctively deepened the kiss.
Draco, feeling Hermione respond to him, was overwhelmed with stimulation. He kissed her with fervor and eagerly began to move in synch with her panting body. Both were completely oblivious to the entire Hogwarts student body and staff that were staring in awe at the unlikely couple. Draco had never wanted anyone as much as he wanted Hermione in this moment. He reached around beneath her and hoisted her up onto his hips. She automatically wrapped her legs around his back and broke the kiss just long enough to let out a breathy, "Don't stop!" before resuming the now animalistic assault on Draco's lips.
The entire Great Hall broke into a frenzy. The Slytherins watched from their side of the room. Some throwing out catcalls and whistles while others remained silent with smug looks on their faces and ideas of future torment in their heads. Other students from different houses were yelling, gasping, and giggling. Professors Snape and McGonnagal were pounding their hands on the head table and shouting at the kissing couple in an attempt to get their attention and draw them apart. All of the students at the Gryffindor table were on their feet. A few of the girls were laughing and staring without apology, but most of the girls and boys were struck speechless with looks of absolute confusion and disapproval on their faces.
Ron was not one of the speechless Gryffindors. He rose from his seat as soon as the couple had begun kissing and was now standing right beside them screaming.
"Get your hands off of her, Malfoy!" He shrieked as he tried to physically separate the couple by grabbing Hermione and pulling her away. He didn't get very far because she simply retrieved her wand from what seemed like thin air and promptly cast a "Petrificus Totalus" on him that froze him on the spot.
By this time Professor Snape had reached the oblivious couple and grabbed Draco's collar. "Stop that this instant!" He yelled as he threw Draco away from Hermione. The look on Draco's face was one of utter fury. He moved to return to Hermione but was stopped by Snape who held him back.
"Let me go!" Draco yelled
"No, Mr. Malfoy, you are disrupting the entire school!" Snape bellowed. "You need to leave the Great Hall IMMEDIATELY!"
"Fine with me!" Draco retorted as he abruptly turned around and headed for the doors.
When he reached the door, he opened it, swung around to face the whole school and lifted his wand. "Accio Hermione!" he shouted, as Hermione was quickly hurled through the air into his arms. He swiftly turned and carried Hermione out with him.