Les Knickers

Chapitre Dix-Neuf

   Hermione wasn't expecting the knock at her door. 

   And she certainly wasn't expecting Malfoy to be standing there, leaning sexily against thedoorframe. His hair slightly mussed and looking thoroughly kissable. 

   He gave her a look and she knew exactly what he was here for. She let him cross the threshold asshe walked away and heard him click the door behind him. 

   When he was in the middle of the room, she looked over at him. He looked like he had somethinghe needed to get off his chest. Luckily for him, she had already worked it all out and if he wascoming to tell her that he couldn't do this anymore then she had been trying to fully prepare herselffor that since Potions class. 

   "I managed to get rid of the nudus charm..." he started, folding his arms across his chest andlooking at the floor. "Bit of a relief if I'm honest ..." 

   Hermione chuckled. 

   "No it's not... I bet you miss it already." 

   He looked up at her, smiling. "Yeah, I'm fucking gutted to be honest". 

   He took a step closer to her, keeping eye contact now. "Blaise figured it out" he started, not surehow to explain himself. "Apparently the charm has a few ... negotiables. Apparently, it eventuallywhittles the girls down to their knickers that my subconscious thinks could be a match for me ..." 

   He was looking at her. Directly at her. 

   How was she supposed to reply to that?

   "I know." was all she could tell him. 

   And he knew she had already figured it out. He knew that her intellect was next to none and thatshe would have found the answer at some point.

   "...and you think you 've found someone?" she continued curiously, seeing the ends of his lips curlinto a little smirk. 

   He had not expected her to ask that. 

   "To be honest, I thought it was a load of bullshit". He was moving closer to her again. "But thennot seeing you in your knickers during potions class threw me through the fucking ringer ..." 

   You were fucking devastated, mate. 

   "... and then I realised that Blaise must have been right." He was closing the gap on them now,literally two foot from her and looking at her intensely. "I'd found her". 

   And he had. 

   Hermione's breath hitched in her throat. His eyes were stormy and his lips were parted, waiting forher to say something.

    "Are you-" She was the one stuttering this time, not quite sure how to ask the question. He waspractically stood in front of her now. "Are you sure you got the right girl?" she looked down at thefloor. 

   He paused for a second before using his finger to lift her chin up; he was looking at her face.Taking in her eyes and her lips and the subtle blush that appeared on her cheeks. 

   "I don't really believe in fate or destiny or any of that other bollocks..." he began in a low voice,looking her directly in her eyes. "But I know about sexual chemistry and passion and what feelsright". 

   She gave him a small, knowing smile. She knew those feelings well, too.

   "And your future?" 

   Draco shrugged.

    Trust you to get all philosophical when he's trying to explain what he wants Hermione silentlyberated herself.