"Well, well, well... look whose names turned up on the list this morning..."
Hermione decided to ignore Pansy as she sat down next to her at the back of the Library, a huge grin on her face.
"And you've already gained some points." Came Blaise's voice as he sat down on the other side of her.
Hermione looked up at them both and fixed them with a glare. "You two are absolute savages, do you realise that?"
"Noted." Pansy replied with a nod.
"Nothing I haven't heard before." Blaise waved his hand as if the statement meant nothing. "But our meddling and the fact that you are aware of it is now besides the point." He continued with a grin. "The fact that not only are you and Draco partnered up on the list, but that you have points, just shows how utterly incapable you two actually are at keeping your feelings for each other to yourselves."
Hermione choked on her shock and her head snapped to the size to study Blaise. "We do not have feelings for each other – we merely pressed against each other as we spoke-"
"Close contact is two points." Blaise reminded her with a wag of his finger.
"And dirty talk is three, if I am not mistaken." Pansy cut in, giving Hermione a grin...she knew better than anyone how much dirt could come out of Draco's mouth.
She shook her head and decided to ignore them again. After what she had learned from Draco last night, she should be berating them and giving them a mouthful for setting her and Malfoy up like that...but she just couldn't be bothered because she knew that they wouldn't care. As far as they were concerned, they had done what they had apparently set out to do. Even knowing that they HAD been set up, herself and Draco continued along the path that was set out for them by their friends anyway.
It's for the money, though...the bragging rights...we just plan on wiping the floor with our friends and showing them all who really will play the game best.
Her mind flashed back to last night on the Astronomy Tower again, like it had so many times since last night. Draco and his bloody coat... Draco and his hair blowing about in the wind and his cheeks turning pink... Draco's body heat and the need to feel more of it once his coat had been put around her shoulders... his breath against her ear.
Hermione clenched her thighs against the feeling that started there. She hadn't intended to push him up against the railings last night... hadn't meant to push her body into his so intimately that she could feel far more than she should have. She had gotten carried away just as much as he had, to the point where she had to collect herself once she realised she had said his first name instead of his second.
"Say that again...."
An involuntary shiver ran over from the gravelly tone in his voice and the look in his eyes. It was a slip of the tongue...something said in the heat of the moment that managed to get the desired effect. She had fully intended to show him what she was made of...give as good as she got.
Her problem was the fact that she could feel herself being drawn into the moment. She found herself liking the feel of his body against hers and the words he was whispering in her ear... the small groans he was trying to keep to himself as her own words tumbled from her lips. She knew she had to break it off before she sank too far...and that moment came when she realised what she had said...and he was asking her to say it again for him.
Coming back to Earth, Hermione found herself shrugging at her newly found friends and getting back on with studying her Library book. "We're in it for the money, nothing more." She told them matter of factly with a sniff of the air.

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The Carnal Club
FanfictieThe Halloween Ball is fast approaching with Hermione at the helm. ... What a delightful time to suddenly learn of a centuries old secret sex-game club that is currently ran by a Blonde haired Slytherin. Oh, and it only happens once a year every Octo...