THE RAVENCLAW AFFAIR

Chapter 4: Starry Night

The Ravenclaw Affair

Chapter Four

Her head was woozy as Draco Malfoy dropped kisses along her jawline. He was coming dangerously close to her mouth and when he kissed her, she knew that she was done. Finished. His lips were soft and they dragged against her skin. He moaned, and she became aroused and aware that her breasts were pressed tight against the blond's chest and that her legs had naturally woven themselves around his hips.

"Get up Malfoy," she whispered but he only moaned and then his hands were in her hair, lasciviously massaging her. "Malfoy get up. Get up!"

"What?" he said as if he had done nothing wrong. He leaned up onto his elbows to look at her. "All women like to cuddle after they come."

"Not this one. Now move," she lied. Everything in her wanted to do just that, cuddle, kiss, hold, the whole nine yards.

"Granger stop being such a prude. There's nobody here to see us."

"I see us. Get up! You owe me a clue," she said climbing out from under him and wrapping herself in her bath robe once more.

"Yeah, after alright?"

"After what?"

"Shower."

"Fine. Hurry up though. I kept my word, now you keep yours."

She was sated and she yawned while she waited on the sofa for Malfoy to come back down so that they could go over the clue. She must have dozed off though, because when she awoke the sun was streaming through the windows of the common room and Malfoy was nowhere in sight. That bastard, she thought to herself. He was supposed to show her the clue after his shower. In a huff she showered and dressed and then made her way down to breakfast.

"Did you forget something Malfoy?" Hermione said snidely as she bit into her toast.

"Yeah, a goodnight kiss. I feel so used and abused Granger," he drawled.

"Shush," Hermione said. "Somebody might hear you. Look, we're just going to pretend that last night didn't happen."

"Is that how it is?" Hermione gave him a firm nod. "Alright, Mudblood. It never happened," he winked and Hermione sighed.

"Just show me the clue. Ferret." They both laughed, and it was a real laugh, one that wasn't dripping with sarcasm and then Malfoy took out the parchment and unrolled it. A thin piece of paper that was rolled together in the scroll, flew like a feather through the air and Malfoy went to snatch it, but it landed on Hermione's plate and she picked it up and read it.

"Oh my Gods, you lied to me!" she stood and screamed. "You couldn't read the clue without me," she said and she pulled her wand on Draco when she read Dumbledore's note. All of it, the spanking and the other stuff that followed were all a set up. He knew he couldn't read the clue without her.

"I didn't see you complaining. You liked it," he stood and raised his wand.

The whole Hall went quiet as Hermione stood, with wand held on her house mate Draco Malfoy. Harry was staring at her with a worried look on his face and Ron, Ron was making his way over to the table. Hermione lowered her wand and sat back down.

"Slimy git bothering you Hermione?"

"Piss of Weasel. This is a Ravenclaw matter. Go back to your table. Oh look, the house elves brought out a tray of hippogriff treats." Hermione cringed when Ron's head actually shot around to look.

"Blow me Malfoy."

"Can't. Granger might get jealous," Draco said and he made a crude tongue gesture at Hermione which she hoped Ron didn't see.