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Chapter 18- A Disturbing Discovery

Quick A/N

Hey guys just wanted to tell you that this has some serious adult stuff. If you guys wanna skip all this, just scroll down to Draco's part. The final section. Also just a sexual violence trigger or anything like that. Just tryna keep yall safe.

AND SO WE BEGIN!!!

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Hermione was gripping the covers in ecstasy as Draco made sweet, sweet love to her. They were kissing and his hands were all over her body. She nibbled his ear and kissed his soft, supple lips. He tasted just like he smelled. Like peppermint. She moaned as he thrusted particularly deep into her. She kissed him passionately. His thrusts became faster and deeper. She was right on the edge. She moaned his name over and over like a mantra.

"Draco, oh my god Draco!"

She looked up into his steely grey eyes and he smirked, a subtle look of pleasure on his face. Just as she was about to climax, he stopped.

"WAKE UP!" He shouted right into her face.

Hermione jolted awake to see Draco staring her right in the face, looking very confused.

Why did it always have to be a dream?

"Why are you sighing? Are you even lucid Granger?" He questioned, waving his hand in front of her eyes.

"I'm up, I'm up." She pushed him out of the way and stepped out of the covers, wobbly on her feet from the dream.

She wandered into the bathroom and began brushing her teeth. He followed her.

"What were you dreaming about anyway?" He asked casually, looking into the mirror and smoothing out a kink in his hair.

Hermione nearly spat toothpaste all over the mirror. She inhaled pure toothpaste and choked. He patted her back until she could finally speak.

"I wasn't dreaming at all. Why do you ask?" She played it off and grabbed her hairbrush, dragging it through her hair.

"Nothing much, you were just saying my name over and over." He smirked and sauntered out of the bathroom, leaving Hermione bug-eyed and breathless.

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"Have a good day children! Look both ways before you cross the hallway!" The divination teacher called as the students departed from the classroom.

Hermione rolled her eyes and began walking down the stairs. That woman had been right about one or two of her predictions, but most of what she said is totally ludicrous. Although she did mean well. Her train of thought brought her to those horrible events of the Triwizard Tournament. She shook her head. This was no time to get worked up.

But she was pulled out of her worries as a male voice called to her.

"Hey! Hermione!"

She turned and saw a smiling Professor Cheriah standing there. Her face softened.

"Good morning, Professor. What's up?" Hermione asked as she descended the rest of the stairs to reach him.

"I was hoping I could get you to help me fix up some potions for my next lesson." He replied, already walking down to the dungeon.

She mindlessly followed, carrying her books along with her. They reached the final stair and they both walked into the classroom. Hermione set down her books and glanced around. Her teacher was nowhere to be seen.