Chapter 22 - Draco's POV

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She kept pushing me back until finally, I hit the edge of the couch. I sat down and pulled her with me so she could straddle my lap. I wanted to grind into her so badly but chose to behave and grab her hips tightly.

Almost as if she could read my mind, Hermione moved directly onto my hard on and grinded on it. I groaned into the kiss, growing even harder than before. I dragged my mouth down to her neck and kissed her, leaving a mark that she was mine. I moved my hand slowly to the zipper of her hoodie. I lowered the zipper slowly, enjoying her as much as I could. When I reached the bottom of the zipper, took it off her, leaving her in just a tank top, with nothing else underneath.

I played with her breast, making her groan in pleasure. I tangled my hand into her hair before kissing her deeply again. She moved again, this time eliciting groans from the both of us. I was so turned on by everything, I didn't hear the door to the dorm open until someone cleared their throat.

We both tensed at the sound and looked to see where it came from. We both looked towards the sound and saw Theo looking just as embarrassed as we felt.

"Fuck! Sorry to interrupt you guys but Blaise wanted to know if you were busy and clearly you are. So I'm just going to go. We'll see you guys tomorrow night for Christmas Eve dinner. Bye!" he said before turning around and running out.

I looked at Hermione who had a look of dread on her face, "Um… love, you okay?" I asked, concerned.

She simply closed her eyes and nodded before getting off my lap, "I-I'm going to sleep. You can join me when you're ready."

She stalked off towards my room.

I laid on the sofa contemplating life and wondering if not having her the way we both clearly wanted, was my punishment for all the bad things I'd done.

I must have fallen asleep eventually because I woke up to the fireplace being out, and in a really dark common room. I got up and made my way to my own bed where I spotted her.

She was using my pillow to sleep, no doubt smelling it like I had seen her do before, but the rest of her body was on her side. I shifted her over to her own side and got under the covers. Almost immediately, I felt her wrap herself around my body as the smell of strawberries invaded my nose.

I smiled to myself and stroked her back softly.

She sighed contently, "I swear if Theo mentions what he saw, I'll kill him" she said, her voice taking a slight edge.

I chuckled quietly, "Love do you know how many times we've all caught each other in compromising positions? I've lost count. Hasn't that ever happened to you?"

She huffed, "Only once when Harry walked in on Ronald and I, but it was only embarrassing because… uh… well, see, I slept with Harry while we were out hunting horcruxes. It wasn't serious or anything, but it just happened."

I looked down at her, she was blushing deeply, "Wait. Wait. You're telling me, that you, Hermione Granger, slept with Harry Potter?"

She shrugged, "He was decent too. A lot better than Viktor Krum or Ron"

My mouth gaped open, "You slept with Viktor Krum?"

She nodded, "Yeah after the Yule Ball. Well after I stopped crying because Ron insulted me and called me easy. Viktor was my first. Then Harry during the war and the Ron up until he cheated on me. Nobody else."

I stared at her in shock, "Well, and here I thought you were so innocent. I should've known better. You can't be this beautiful and not be wanted by anyone."

She blushed again, "Sure Draco. Whatever you say. What about you? How many girls have you, you know?"

"Honestly, I don't think I should tell you, but it's way more than 3. My first was Pansy though" I told her.

She sat up at that, "I thought Pansy liked girls?" she asked confused.

"She does, but during 3rd year she still didn't know what she liked. We experimented and it was terrible. She hated the whole experience and made it bad for me. We decided to stay friends. After that there were a series of girls but I haven't been with anyone since I was in the muggle world" I explained.

"You slept with a muggle?" she asked, still confused.

I nodded, "I mean I wasn't on house arrest. I could go out, I just couldn't have my wand with me and I had a tracking spell put on me. So one night I went to a pub and one thing led to another. She was alright. I've definitely had better."

She looked down at me, her eyes darkening, "Very well then. Good night" she told me in a clipped tone before rolling over and pulling the covers tight around her.

"Love? Did I do something wrong?" I asked, genuinely confused.

She sighed loudly, "No Malfoy. I just want to go to sleep. Good night."

I winced at her tone and use of my last name.

I thought back to the conversation from moments ago, realization hitting me, "Are you… jealous love?"

She sighed again, "Maybe" she said in a nicer tone.

I pulled her to me and held her, her back still to me.

I could feel how tense she was, "Ah love. No need to be jealous. I'm sure that when you and I finally get our chance, it'll be mind blowing."

I felt her relax against me finally and nod. I continued to hold her until she finally fell asleep and soon followed her.

The next morning we were up early, cleaning and cooking for dinner.

As she put the finishing touches on the meal she had prepared, I set the table and went to get ready.

I decided to go with a black on black suit with a silver tie. I tried to style my long hair as best as I could but there was no taming it. It had grown down to the nape of my neck and was always in my face. I pushed it away and hoped it wouldn't burden us.

I walked out to find the common room empty and figured she was in her own room getting ready. I sat on the sofa to wait for her.

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Jealous Hermione is adorable. Can you blame her for being jealous though? Her boyfriend is a man whore lol

Also don't hate me for pairing her with Harry but come on! It kind of makes more sense than her and Ron ew

We don't like Ron here. He has smol pp energy

As always! Let me know what you think in the comments

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