Are You Gonna be My Girl

Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Harry Potter.

Summary: One shot! It is after the wizarding war and Hermione has taken a summer job as a receptionist at a wizarding music studio. She makes cool new friends at her workplace and this gets her into a bit of trouble when she returns for her final year at Hogwarts.

Ginny, Harry, and Ron couldn't understand why Hermione wanted to work for the summer! They intended on enjoying their time off before going back to Hogwarts or in the case of Harry and Ron, beginning to train to become Aurors. They tried to persuade Hermione to relax and have a laidback summer, but Hermione just felt restless. She loved her friends, but she wanted to do something different. Hermione just felt there was something out there waiting for her.

Before the summer had even begun, Hermione had been looking at the job listings in the Daily Prophet. She knew she didn't want to work at the Ministry, so she applied at a few stores in Diagon Alley, including her favorite bookstore, Flourish and Blotts. She went on a few interviews, only to be told that she wasn't experienced enough or was constantly asked why did someone as notable as one of the Golden Trio want to work at their mediocre place of employment? Hermione wished to be treated normally and didn't think it was going to be so difficult to find a summer job. When she saw the ad for a temporary receptionist at Mesmerize Studios, she almost didn't bother applying, but figured why not? It might even be an interesting place to work, Hermione thought. She knew that Mesmerize was home to the Weird Sisters band amongst other well-known and up and coming wizard musical acts. She sent her resume by owl and was surprised when she received an owl from Mesmerize an hour later. She was asked to come in for an interview the next day at 10:00 a.m.

The moment Hermione stepped into Mesmerize Studios she suddenly had a good feeling. The place was alive, a breath of fresh air. There seemed to be an electrical charge in the atmosphere, as if there was always something exciting taking place. She walked up to the front desk and was greeted by a very pregnant receptionist. The young and pretty blond woman smiled warmly and asked Hermione to have a seat while she let Mr. Byron Clement, the director of human resources, know that Hermione had arrived.

Hermione watched the young woman waddle down the hall. So that's why the position is temporary, they need someone to take her place while she's on maternity leave, Hermione thought. If she was hired for the position, it would work out perfectly because by the time the woman was ready to return to her job, Hermione would be going back to Hogwarts.

Mr. Clement came out a few minutes later and brought Hermione to his office. She was taken back a little by how young the director was, but as they walked to his office, she observed this company seemed to be surrounded by young people in their late teens and twenties. Byron Clement was 26 years old and had been with Mesmerize since he was 19. He started off as an office runner and worked his way to director of human resources. Byron was tall and wiry with boyish features. His brown hair was long and reached the middle of his back, which he secured in a low ponytail. His smile was warm and he didn't come across as being fake or too serious as some of the other people Hermione had interviews with previously. They made it to his office and Mr. Clement offered Hermione a seat in front of his desk and he shut the door. He sat across from her and began speaking.

"Hermione Jean Granger! It sure is nice to meet you," Byron said heartily.

"It's good to meet you too Mr. Clement, thank you for giving me an opportunity for an interview," Hermione replied, a little shocked at how gregarious he was, but at the same time she liked him.

"Please call me Byron. Mr. Clement is my father. Sandy, the receptionist you just met always insists on referring to me as "Mr." I haven't been able to break her out of the habit, but I'm working on it," Byron chuckled.

From there the interview went wonderfully and by the end, Hermione was offered the job. She accepted and started working the next day. Sandy trained her for the rest of the week and then left for her maternity leave. Hermione was ready to tackle the new job and was satisfied that she had made the right decision.

Those three months, June, July, and August at Mesmerize, were probably the most exciting and memorable Hermione had ever had in all her young life. By the end of the summer, she knew all of the members of the Weird Sisters personally, along with members of the other acts Mesmerize represented. The whole summer had been filled with free concerts, backstage passes, and amazing parties! Hermione had been able to get passes for her friends for most of these events, so she was still able to hang out with them.

She and Ron had dated after the war ended and lost their virginity to each other. But it wasn't long before they came to a mutual agreement that they were better off as friends. Hermione wondered what the big deal about sex was all about. It was painful the first time and it was over within a few minutes. She and Ron had slept together a few more times, but it always ended with Ron grunting after he came into her and then he fell asleep. Ginny had such a look of bliss when she told her about sex with Harry and Hermione wondered what she was missing out on. Was there some secret about sex out there and no one let her in on it? Nowadays, she and Ron enjoyed their friendship and Ron had even gone on a few dates with young women she worked with. Hermione had gone on a few dates as well, but no young man sparked her interest. She had a few interesting make-out sessions, but she didn't sleep with anyone that summer. Some of the young men and women she worked with had no qualms about one-night stands, but Hermione couldn't bring herself to do it. Sex changed everything as far as she was concerned. She didn't want to be tied down; she was only eighteen years old for Merlin's sake. This summer had been so liberating, Hermione really felt as if she had put the horrors of the war behind her. For once it was good to be a normal teenager and enjoy life.

Hermione worked until the day before she had to leave for Hogwarts. It worked out well because Sandy was returning the next day. Hermione was set to leave work at 5 pm, when she was called into the lounge. She was shocked when she walked in and realized her coworkers were giving her a going away party! Byron let her know that everyone at Mesmerize was happy with the job she'd done and that she was welcome to come back after she finished at Hogwarts. The alcohol was flowing and the party went on into the wee hours of the morning. She didn't make it back to her parents' house until 3 am. Mr. and Mrs. Granger were not thrilled when Hermione woke them up as she stumbled up the stairs, giggling and hiccupping.

When she woke up a few hours later with her head throbbing, Hermione was grateful for the wonder of the Hangover Potion. She had packed everything a few days before, so she didn't have to worry about that. Her parents raised their eyebrows when she joined them for breakfast, but chuckled when Hermione gave them a sheepish grin. They were upset that she had come in so late, but also a little relieved that their only daughter was behaving like a typical teenager. They were glad to see that she had seemed to really enjoy her summer working at the recording studio.

Hermione pulled her hair in messy bun and held it together with two black lacquer chopsticks. She was wearing a fitted Weird Sisters T-shirt and distressed jeans with black combat boots. Putting on a little mascara and lip gloss, she took one last look in the mirror. Hermione laughed at her reflection when she realized someone had sprayed glitter in her hair the night before. She could've done a charm to make it disappear, but she thought hell with it and kept it.

Mr. and Mrs. Granger drove her to Kings Cross station one last time. Hermione hugged her parents and made her way onto the train. She met up with Ginny and they found an empty compartment to share. Ginny asked why Hermione had glitter in her hair and laughed as Hermione told her about the going away party. As the train began to move, they chatted about how fun the summer had been.

Ginny wondered who was going to be the new Head Boy and Girl. A month before, Hermione had received a letter from Hogwarts stating that she was awarded the Head Girl position, but she turned it down. Ginny couldn't understand why, so she asked Hermione about it.

"I was so shocked when Harry told me you didn't accept the Head Girl position! I thought that was always your goal since you started at Hogwarts," Ginny stated. She and Harry had started dating exclusively after the war.

"Becoming Head Girl was my goal before the war, but my priorities have changed since then Gin. I want to enjoy my last year of school. I want to be free from responsibility and maybe even break a few rules. It's like I had this epiphany over the summer; I realized I didn't have to be so serious, I want to have fun!" Hermione replied, smiling.

"I get it Hermione. I guess we're so used to you always being the level-headed one, you keep everyone in line. But you know what? I like this new side of you. This school year is going to be unlike any other one!" Ginny grinned.

"I plan on it. Byron told me he's going to let me know whenever there's a party or a good concert. I also figured out how we can sneak out of Hogwarts. We'll be able to go to London every weekend!" Hermione said excitedly.

"Hermione, what if we get caught?" Ginny asked.

"Ginny, who's going to find out? Admit it, who would ever think that "Bookworm Granger" would be sneaking out of Hogwarts to go to a party or a concert?" Hermione asked with an innocent expression.

"I guess you're right. No one would suspect you. This is so exciting; I like 'Bad Hermione'!" Ginny chuckled.

Ginny and Hermione speculated on what kind of parties or concerts they would be attending, when they noticed that the train was almost at Hogwarts. They pulled their robes over their muggle clothing. Ginny was wearing jeans and a T-shirt too.

The young women disembarked from the train and waved at Hagrid, who was busy with the First Years. Hagrid gave them a big smile and waved back. He returned to herding the First Years to the horseless carriages.

They were walking along with the rest of the students when Ginny put her hand on Hermione's arm to get her attention.

"Look who's Head Boy," Ginny said jerking her head towards the young man.

Hermione made a face and then began to laugh. "I can't believe he actually came back for his final year and he's Head Boy! What was the new Headmistress thinking? Thank Merlin for small favors that I didn't accept the Head Girl position. Can you imagine being stuck with Malfoy for the whole school year?"

"I know, huh? He's really going to be more of a wanker than ever. Let the power trip begin. Look at the way he's talking to those First Years. Fucking creep," Ginny chuckled and shook her head.

"I see Susan Bones is Head Girl. I know it's wrong of me to say this, but better her than me," Hermione grinned as they walked past Malfoy harassing the First Years.

"Well, well if it isn't Granger and Weasley. Hey Granger, I heard you turned down the Head Girl position. What's the matter? Don't think you'll be able to handle the pressure?" Draco asked in his usual snarky manner. One would think the events of the war would've have changed his ugly ways, but he was still a git.

Hermione stopped walking and sighed. "Malfoy, I just want to enjoy my last year of school. Go back to harassing the younger students or whatever you were doing. I don't want to get into anything with you, stay out of my way and I'll stay out of yours." With that, Hermione turned her back to him and started walking to where the carriages were waiting.

Draco was astounded. He thought for sure that Granger was going to start arguing with him and he could've deducted points from Gryffindor. What was up with her? She had changed from the last time he'd seen her and Draco found himself watching the soft sway of her hips underneath the robes she was wearing. He also noticed the combat boots, rather than the prim loafers she had worn in previous years. Something was up with Granger; he was going to have to keep an eye on her.

Ginny looked at Hermione in amazement. "What just happened? It wasn't that long ago you and Malfoy would've been exchanging hexes! How did you manage to stay so calm and walk away?"

Hermione had a thoughtful look on her face. "I'm not sure Gin, but I think a big part of it is that I feel like I'm past the petty bullshit I've always shared with Malfoy. I just don't feel like dealing with him this year and if he wants to hurl insults, have at it. I intend on ignoring him and walking away like I just did."

"This is definitely going to be an interesting year. I can't wait to see how long you go without hexing Malfoy," Ginny chuckled.

"I'm telling you Gin. I just don't care anymore. I want to take it easy and have fun my last year. Come on, let's get going. I'm hungry," Hermione said and climbed into a carriage. Ginny climbed in after her and Malfoy was forgotten as they discussed more important matters, like clothes and makeup.

A month went by without incident until one day in Potions class. It was a warm day and Hermione couldn't wait to get out of the stifling robes. Her right ankle began to itch, so she pushed her robe aside and scratched at the itch with her quill. When she was done, she happened to look up and saw Malfoy was staring at her with the strangest look on his face. Hermione rolled her eyes and went back to taking notes as the instructor lectured. Ginny was right; Malfoy is a fucking creep.

Draco had been taking notes, when he was suddenly distracted by the sight of Granger's slim tanned leg poking out of her robe. He'd been thinking a lot about her lately and it was driving him crazy that she seemed oblivious to his taunts. Draco was also thinking about her at other times too, in the shower, and in his bed late at night. It killed him that Granger invaded his thoughts so often; he'd never been attracted to her before, but Granger had changed over the summer. Granger was looking good and her indifferent attitude towards him made her even hotter.

Hermione noticed that Malfoy always seemed to be staring at her whether it was in class or in the Great Hall when they were taking their meals. Ginny had even commented on it.

"There he goes, he's staring again. Do you think he has a thing for you? Oh Malfoy, you're such a stud!" Ginny said devilishly as she and Hermione giggled.

"Perish the thought Gin! He's probably thinking of ways to try to piss me off, so I lose my temper and he can deduct points from our house," Hermione said as she looked in his direction. When she caught his eye, Draco hurriedly put his head down and went back to his plate of food.

Just then owls flew in to deliver mail. Ginny received a package from her mother and a letter from Harry. Hermione had a letter from her ex-boss, Byron. She showed the envelope to Ginny and grinned.

"Let's see what this is about," Hermione said happily as she opened the letter. She and Ginny read it together and their eyes lit up. Byron had invited them to a launch party for an up-and-coming group, Tormented Toms. The party was scheduled for the following Saturday night, which was three days away.

"Yay, our first party of the school year! Let's go back to our dorm so we can plan our outfits," Ginny said excitedly.

"You read my mind," Hermione replied and chuckled. They walked out of the Great Hall together, chatting happily.

Draco watched them leave, his eyes narrowing. He wondered what was in that letter Granger received. She and Weasley were sure excited about its contents. Probably something from Saint Potter and his sidekick, Weaselbee. He had heard through the gossip channels that Ginny Weasley and Potter was an item. He hadn't heard too much about Granger and Weaselbee, but he assumed that they were a couple too. How pathetic, Draco thought, if the only excitement in their lives was news from Potty and Weaselbee.

Saturday afternoon, Ginny and Hermione managed to sneak out of Hogwarts. Luck was with them because most of the students were at Hogsmeade. They left in their school robes and carried overnight bags with their makeup and party clothes inside. Hermione smiled as she easily undid the charm disguising the floo network. When the floo appeared, she shouted the address of the apartment of one of the young women she had befriended over the summer. Drea had agreed to let Ginny and Hermione crash at her apartment. She greeted them enthusiastically when they arrived and they had fun getting ready for the party. Drea had prepared a pitcher of margaritas, so they were slightly intoxicated when they arrived at the party.

Ginny looked cute in a short, off-white dress with navy polka dots and a soft ribbon belt. She had no shortage of dance partners and stayed on the dance floor. Hermione was wearing a fitted mini-black strapless dress with thigh-high black boots. She had become friends with the lead singer of Tormented Toms over the summer and Paul dedicated a muggle song to her. Hermione felt herself blushing as he started to sing the muggle band Jet's song, "Are You Gonna Be My Girl."

"Big black boots,

long brown hair,

she's so sweet

with her get back stare.

Well I could see,

you home with me,

but you were with another man, yea!

I know we,

ain't got much to say,

before I let you get away, yea!

I said, are you gonna be my girl?"

Paul had flirted with Hermione all summer and she always nicely rebuffed his offers of asking her out. Paul was known as a "player" according to the office gossip, so Hermione wasn't interested, but it was fun to flirt with him. When the song was over, Paul winked and blew her a kiss. Hermione shook her head and laughed. It was all in good fun.

When it was about 3:00 a.m., the young women decided to head back to Hogwarts. They returned to Drea's apartment and put their school robes over their party clothes. Hermione figured if they were caught they could make up an excuse about being out of bed at such a late hour. They made it back to Hogwarts and Hermione was relieved to see that the hall where the hidden floo network was located seemed to be empty. They had started to walk back to their dorm when Ginny, who was still intoxicated, began to giggle and couldn't stop. She started singing "Big black boots, long brown hair," in a deep voice and blowing sloppy kisses to Hermione.

"Gin, keep it down. Someone is going to hear you!" Hermione whispered sharply. Suddenly the hairs on the back of her neck stood up when she heard a familiar voice.

"Too late, someone heard. Come on out where I can see you. You better have a damn good explanation as to why you're out so late," Malfoy drawled as he stood at the end of the hall. He figured it was some younger students who had been tasked with some kind of prank, so imagine his surprise when he saw it was Granger and Weasley.

Ginny sobered up quickly and gave Hermione a wide-eyed look. They were so screwed, Ginny thought. Malfoy would probably waste no time in turning them in to Headmistress McGonagall.

Draco gave a harsh laugh when he saw them. "This is too good to be true; you two bints are in so much trouble! What the hell are you doing out of bed at this hour?" He stepped closer and sniffed the air. "Is that alcohol on your breath? Wow, the Gryffindor princesses have been out drinking! Come on, off to the Headmistress' office."

"Come on Malfoy, cut us some slack. We promise it won't happen again," Hermione said.

"Yeah Malfoy, for once in your life do something decent," Ginny said.

"The hell with you two, you're going down!" Malfoy exclaimed and gave a malicious laugh.

"I'll do anything, don't turn us in," Hermione said and immediately regretted it when she saw Malfoy's eyes darken.

"Anything Granger? Now that's an interesting proposition. Let me think about it," Draco replied thoughtfully and rubbed his chin.

"When I say go, make a run for it Gin," Hermione muttered.

"You really think that's going to work," Ginny, suddenly feeling sober, muttered back, but was interrupted when Hermione shouted, "Go!"

Ginny took off in one direction of the hall and Hermione ran in the other one. She figured that this would catch Malfoy by surprise and give them a chance to get back to their dorm before he could turn them in. What Hermione hadn't counted on was finding out that the direction she had run in led her to a dead end. Malfoy, that pompous arse, was probably aware of this as he walked slowly towards her.

"Tsk, tsk Granger, so honorable of you to let your friend make a clean getaway. I bet you didn't realize that this hallway leads to a dead end. What do you propose I should do with you?" Draco said jokingly but with an underlying tone that indicated he was serious.

Hermione groaned when she found herself with nowhere to go. "Fine Malfoy, let's go wake up the Headmistress. I'll take the blame for everything, I'll deal with the detentions and points taken away from my House," Hermione said and started to walk away. She flinched when she felt Malfoy grab her by the arm and tried to pull her arm away. "Damn it Malfoy, I told you I was going to turn myself in!"

"No, no. That's not what you said earlier. You said you'd do anything if didn't turn you and Weasley in to the Headmistress. I prefer that. I'm sure you didn't think it would get to this point, did you Granger? You thought you were so smart with your little plan of you and Weasley running in opposite directions to throw me off. Didn't quite work, did it?" Draco replied in his annoyingly smooth drawl. He still held on to Hermione's arm and pulled her into an empty room.

Meanwhile, Ginny had made it back to the Gryffindor dorm without incident. She waited for about 10 minutes and then began to worry because Hermione still hadn't made it back. Ginny wasn't sure what to do, so she decided to leave the dorm again. She wondered if Malfoy had caught Hermione. Damn it, why did Hermione run in the other direction, Ginny thought as she walked back to the spot where they were caught.

Hermione's heart was beating fast as she looked apprehensively around the empty room Malfoy had brought them in. He had a dark look on his face as he stared at her and performed a locking charm on the door. Think fast Hermione, how are you going to get out of this? What did Malfoy want? I don't like the way he's staring at me, Hermione thought as she watched Malfoy with a wary look.

Ginny made it back to the corridor, but to her dismay it was empty. She had no idea that there was an empty room for Draco had transfigured the door to disappear. There could only be two options Ginny could think of. The best one would be that Hermione would be waiting for her when she returned to the Gryffindor dorm or worst case scenario; Malfoy had turned her friend in to the Headmistress. Hermione and I had so much fun tonight; I knew it was too good to be true, Ginny thought as she quickly walked back to the dorm. Please be there Hermione!

Malfoy pushed Hermione against the wall and undid her robes. He smirked when he saw what she was wearing underneath them and felt a tightening in his crotch. He was always a sucker for a little black dress, especially the way Granger filled it out. His eyes traveled appreciatively over the curves of her petite frame.

"I knew you and Weasley were up to something. Did you go out to meet Potty and Weaselbee? I bet Weaselbee didn't know what to do when he saw you dressed like this. Did you enjoy making him crazy by dressing like a whore?" Draco hissed.

"Whatever you say Malfoy. Let's get this over with. Hex me, turn me in, take points away, just let me get back to my dorm," Hermione said in a bored tone, but inside she was a bundle of nerves and her heart was about to beat out of her chest. At that moment, Malfoy put his hand over her heart and grinned.

"You give off this cool vibe Granger, but your heart tells a different story. You're afraid aren't you?" Draco whispered in her ear.

"Don't be daft Malfoy, no one's afraid of you, you're all talk," Hermione scoffed, not liking that the touch and warmth of his hand on her bare skin was not as unpleasant as she thought it would be.

"Shut up Granger," Draco said softly as his face came close to hers. He looked down at her lips then looked into her eyes before capturing her lips with his.

No, no this isn't happening! Malfoy kissing me? What the hell! Hermione thought as she tried to push him away, but he grabbed her hands and pinned them against the wall as he pushed his body against hers. Oh his lips are really soft, Malfoy can kiss, was what was running in her mind, but her good sense kicked in and she turned her face away. Damn it all, I felt that kiss all the way down from my head to my toes, Hermione thought.

Draco looked at her with hooded eyes when she turned away and then freed one of her pinned hands, so he could grab her chin and make her face him again. "Come on Granger, this is your way out of your current predicament."

"I would rather be eaten alive by a pack of wolves," Hermione growled. Draco chuckled and took that opportunity to kiss her again, this time his tongue went into her mouth, lightly tangling with hers. His hands went down to her hips and he pulled her against him. Granger has no idea how much she is turning me on. If I would've known it felt like this I would've made this happen much sooner, Draco thought as he kissed her.

Hermione put her hands against his chest to push him away but he was too strong. He pushed against her and she could feel his erection against her stomach. What the hell is Malfoy going to do? I thought he was repulsed by me! Why did he make that remark about Ron? These were the thoughts going through Hermione's head.

When Draco moved his head down to kiss her on the neck, Hermione jerked his head up with her hand. "What the hell Malfoy? Aren't you afraid to be tainted by the mudblood germs?" she asked as she stared at him in disbelief. She also was trying to buy time until she figured out how she was going to get away from him.

"No Granger, my dick can't tell the difference. Come on, I'm over that pureblood superiority crap. I've been thinking about fucking you since this term started. I think you're hot and I want what you've been giving Weaselbee," Draco said huskily and went to kiss her again.

"Ugh! I can't believe this, you guys are all alike! Is sex all you ever think about?" Hermione asked huffily.

"Only when I see you Granger. Come on, I'm not so bad," Draco replied softly as he grabbed her hand and placed it on his erection. "Can Weaselbee give you this?" he whispered in her ear and nibbled on it softly. Hermione gasped inwardly when she felt the outline of his erection; Malfoy felt huge! She couldn't believe what she'd gotten herself into. Oh Merlin help me, I'm starting to like this, Hermione thought as Malfoy nuzzled her ear and began planting soft kisses on her neck.

Regaining a little bit of composure, Hermione made Malfoy look at her again. "Malfoy if we do this, are you going to forget about seeing Ginny and me? If I have sex with you, are you going to look the other way if you see us sneaking back in again?"

Malfoy gave her a look of disbelief. "You won't try to hex me?"

"No Malfoy, for some strange reason I'll go through with this. I've been trying to figure out something since this past summer. I want to know what the big deal about sex is. I don't know why I'm telling you this, but I haven't been with Ron in months. We broke up at the beginning of the summer," Hermione replied, surprising her as she revealed this to Malfoy of all people. She couldn't help it; if his kisses made her weak in the knees, she was curious to know what it would feel like to go all the way with him.

Draco now gave her a shocked look as he ran his hands through his hair. "Wow I wasn't expecting that. Didn't you enjoy sex with Weaselbee, I mean Ron? Was he the only one you've ever been with?"

Hermione looked down. She couldn't look at Malfoy, talking about this made her emotional. She wondered if there was something wrong with her. "Yes Ron's the only guy I've ever slept with. It's not that I didn't enjoy it; it's just that it was over so quickly. After reading about sex and listening to my friends, I couldn't help thinking I was missing out on something."

Draco lifted her chin up to look at him. "You were missing out. Maybe I can show you what the big deal is." Suddenly he had a change of heart as he looked down at Granger. She looked as if she was about to cry. He couldn't go through with this. "What am I saying? Granger, I am such an arsehole expecting you to do this. Shit, I wanted to come back here to prove to everyone how much I've changed, but I keep going back to my old ways. Go back to your dorm. I'm sorry I put you through this, I won't tell anyone. You and Ginny's secret is safe."

Hermione now stared at him in disbelief. "You're letting me off the hook Malfoy? Thank you, thank you!" She hugged him and gave him what she thought was going to be a quick peck on the lips, but something stirred within Hermione. She kissed him softly and pulled his lower lip in mouth, sucking at it gently.

Draco groaned and pulled away from her. "Granger, what are you doing? You keep on kissing me like this, you aren't leaving this room."

Hermione looked at him and licked her lips. "I was hoping you'd say that." That was all it took. Draco pulled her to him and kissed her with all of the pent-up sexual frustration he'd been feeling for her. She kissed him back and wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers lightly touching his pale hair. He moved his lips down to her neck, kissing and sucking lightly. Draco moved back to her ear and nibbled it again, as she shivered.

"Granger you smell incredibly good. I could just eat you up, I just may do that," Draco said huskily and next thing Hermione knew, the back of her knees bumped against a soft, but solid surface. She looked behind her and saw that there was now a huge king-sized bed in the room. She smiled up at Draco as he lowered her onto it. Hermione scooted back so he could get on the bed with her. He positioned himself over her and grabbed her hands with his, kissing her deeply. He then pulled her up so that she was sitting and unzipped her dress. Draco pulled it down and gently put it aside. He took a deep breath as he looked at Hermione clad in a lacy black strapless bra and matching thong. Ron Weasley is a fool to have let such an exquisite goddess slip away, Draco thought as he lowered his head to nuzzle her breasts through the thin material.

Hermione moved to slip off her boots, but Draco stopped her. "Leave those on," he said with a mischievous grin. Who knew Malfoy had a kinky streak, Hermione thought. Her body was on fire; singing to the tune of Malfoy's hands and mouth. Draco undid the front closure of her bra in one smooth movement and cast it aside. He looked at Hermione with heavily lidded eyes and then he took one of her breasts in his mouth, sucking and lightly tugging at her nipple with his teeth. Hermione found herself gasping, her hand buried in his hair, and then they moved to undo the robe he was still wearing. Draco shrugged off his robe and let it fall the floor. He pulled away from her breasts and removed the T-shirt he was wearing. He brought Hermione close to him again, kissing her, reveling in the way their bare skin felt against each other. Draco was so desperate for her and it turned him on even more when he realized she wanted this as badly as he did.

Draco removed Hermione's thong with his teeth, his eyes on her the whole time. He placed them in the pocket of his pajama bottoms. The rest of his clothes soon were shed, their bodies were bare save for Hermione's boots. As Draco moved to position himself at her entrance, he looked down at Hermione as she looked at him, her chest heaving. He vowed never to forget how beautiful and wanton she looked at that exact moment, as she waited for him to claim her.

Hermione let out a cry as Draco plunged into her. As she adjusted to his huge girth, she began to move with him. He gave her a rough kiss and then buried his head in her neck, as he lightly bit down on her shoulder. He was hitting her clit and Hermione was experiencing sensations she'd never felt before. Unlike Ron's quick, short, clumsy thrusts, Malfoy's were smooth and deep.

Suddenly Draco pulled himself up and lifted Hermione's legs, still clad in the thigh-high boots and pulled them over his shoulders. He rammed into her as beads of sweat from his face fell onto hers. Hermione pushed herself up; loving the hard grip his hands held on her hips. She screamed as the first wave of orgasm hit her.

"That's it babe, let yourself go. Scream as loud as you want no one can hear us," Draco said in between thrusts. He held off as long as he could, but with the combination of Hermione coming and the feel of the black leather boots on his shoulders, it was all too much. Draco shot his hot, steaming load of cum into her, coating her inner walls with his essence. He shouted out her name as he collapsed on top of her.

Breathing heavily, Draco kissed Hermione and slowly rolled off of her. They rested beside each other for a few moments, catching their breath. Hermione turned on her side and looked at Draco.

"Now I know what the big deal about sex is!"

Draco grinned and pulled her to him, kissing her again. "Glad I could help you figure it out. Grang-I mean Hermione, this was pretty damn incredible. Who would've thought you and I would have such amazing chemistry?"

"I guess we can be on a first-name basis now," Hermione giggled. She sat up and got off of the bed, picking up her clothes. She frowned because she couldn't find her thong. Looking under the bed, she didn't see it there either. She stood up and was about to put her bra on, when Draco stopped her.

"Wait, just stay there for a few seconds. You look so freaking beautiful in this light Hermione. Come back to bed," Draco said seductively.

"As much as I'd like to, I better get back to my dorm. Ginny is probably climbing the walls wondering what happened to me!" Hermione said lightly as she put on her bra, but was blushing at Draco's comment.

Draco loved that about Hermione. After what they had just done, she still blushed when he told her she was beautiful. He got off of the bed and began to find his clothes. As he pulled on his boxers and pajama bottoms, he remembered he had Hermione's thong in his pocket. No way was she getting them back; that was his keepsake to remind him of the thrilling experience he just shared with her. He had no idea if they were ever going to do this again.

"Draco, did you see my underwear? I can't seem to find it," Hermione said as she scanned the room.

"I don't see them. Look maybe we should just return to our dorms. I'll come back later and see if I can find them," Draco lied smoothly.

Hermione sighed. "They were my favorite pair too. Well Draco, this was the last thing I expected to do, but I'm glad. I'm not going to lie, I'm still trying to wrap my head around what just took place, but you certainly showed me how good sex can be. Thanks again," she said as she reached up to give him a kiss. She found herself smiling as Draco pulled her against him and deepened the kiss. They slowly moved away from each other.

"We better get out of here, I'm about to throw you on the bed again," Draco smirked. They left the room and as they walked out of the corridor, Hermione turned to him.

"Thanks again for not turning Ginny and me in to McGonagall."

"You know what Hermione, I completely forgot about that. Maybe I'll see you around," Draco said lightly, but looked at her hopefully.

"Maybe so Draco," Hermione said and smiled. They walked back to their respective dorms, each lost in their own thoughts, still processing what had just occurred.

As usual, another one shot stuck in my head. Hope you liked it!