On the Nature of Daylight

Chapter 18

Soundtrack- Super Whatevr's "Misquote" Acoustic

Chapter 18

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"Granger."

She spun around, doe eyes wide. Draco felt his pulse quicken, pushing his blood into the tips of his fingers. And other places. He wanted to reach out and grab her, have her in his hands again. But no... he took a deep breath, counted to three, and took control of himself. This was going to be worth the wait. Merlin knows she had been.

"It's after hours," he chided, taking a long stride towards her and drank down the sight of her in the dark corridor. "What are you doing out of bed?"

She was waging a war with the smile on her face and her cinnamon eyes burned with anticipation. "I was just... working late in the Library and lost track of time."

That's it, play along Granger.

Draco smirked nastily at her. "You know I'll have to report you for this." He was closing the distance between them and she backed up into the door that led to the Room of Requirement. He was rather pleased with the set up he had made in there tonight and having her so close to it made his heart beat a little faster.

Her chest was rising and falling quickly as short breaths passed through her pink lips. God, her energy was intoxicating; the fearful excitement coming off of her in the sweet scent of vanilla and cinnamon. Draco inhaled deeply.

"You... you don't have to do that," she whispered. "You could just let me go."

"Go?" Draco questioned. "Now why would I ever let you go?" His muscles twitched as he realized how true those words felt.

"I..." she faltered. So sweet, so innocent. She'd probably never had to talk her way out of anything before. Such a good girl. "You..."

"No, I should report you," he nodded sagely. "It's the right thing to do after all," Draco said in a deep voice. He slammed his hands against the door on either side of her head making her jump. "And I'd love to see you scrubbing floors on your hands and knees, Granger." He towered over her and her dark eyes enlarged. "Because that's where you belong."

He was so close but not touching her yet. And he wouldn't. This was his game and she was playing it.

Granger gulped. She was trembling to the point of making a few small curls shake around her face. So beautiful with those big eyes staring up at him and her soft lips parted, open, wanting.

"Please," she whined. "Please don't."

He was so hard he was almost surprised he hadn't ripped his trousers with it yet. "And why shouldn't I?"

She was nervous. She'd never done anything like this before. She might need some guidance. Some training. Draco smirked.

"You've broken the rules. You deserve to be punished."

Say it. Just fucking say it, Granger. Beg me.

"I..." she gasped and he saw her mind working behind those big brown eyes. Then they sparked. Oh fuck. "There must be something I can do," she breathed out. "To convince you not to tell on me."

Every muscle in his body contracted. He had fucked his hand so many times, imagining her saying those words and now she was. This was happening. This was real. And so was the burning in his chest she was igniting.

Stop. Don't fucking ruin this. He growled at himself. Just fuck the girl.

"Hmm," he licked his lips. "Like what?" He was enjoying this more than he should, but he just couldn't help himself. Granger was delectable.