Mrs. Malfoy Dramione Lemon Story

Chapter Three: Making out and leaving Hogwarts?

Hermione

I crack my eyes open and immediately get blinded by the sun. I roll over only to end up with a mouthful of feathers. I jolt up and spit the feathers out of my mouth. I look around disoriented until my eyes land on Draco's still sleeping form. I bite my lip before sitting up and gently getting on top of Draco, silently leaning down to kiss his lips softly. Draco groans, opening his eyes slowly, looking into my playful ones.

"What're you doing?" He asks me, his voice sounding husky from sleep.

"I just wanted to wake you up." I reply, cocking my head to the side and leaning back up. "Is that alright?"

"More than alright." Draco grins at me before placing his hands on my waist and tugging me down to meet his lips once more.

          This kiss was intense to begin with, nibbling on each others lips and sighs and moans coming out of each others mouths. I whimper, feeling the satin green panties becoming wet. I place my hands in his hair, tugging gently and biting his lower lip ever so slightly. Draco chuckles before slipping his hands lower to hold my bum in the palms of his hands and squeezing gently. This felt amazing and I never wanted it to stop. I begin to slowly grind on him, feeling him become hard underneath me. Draco places his hands on my waist and pulls me back gently.

"Woah, easy." Draco whispers to me with a smirk.

I bite my lip and giggle nervously. "I didn't mean to overstep a boundary." I mumble sheepishly.

Draco's eyes were dark as storm clouds. "It's okay. Why don't we get ready for the day eh?" He asks.

"Yeah." I reply, thanking merlin's pants that it's a Saturday.

           I get up and walk over to the walk in closet across the room. I wander around the racks for a while until I find something that seems more like my style and shows off my house colors. A red sweatshirt with gold rhinestones on the shoulders, light blue denim jeans, dark red converse, and a red watch. There was supposed to be a red handbag with it but I thought that was a little extra.

         I walk back out to find Draco reading a letter. I walk up behind him and place my hand on his shoulder. He turns around with furrowed eyebrows.

"McGonagall seemed to have summoned us." Draco tells me, summing up the letter.

"Oh, alright." I reply, biting my lip.

Draco growls and wraps his arms around my waist, tugging me into him and taking my lips with his own. I sigh into the kiss and wrap my arms around his shoulders. He takes my bottom lip into his mouth and nibbles on it slightly before sucking on it roughly. I whimper, holding onto his chest and grasping at his shirt. We pull back from each other, his teeth holding onto my bottom lip. I feel my knickers become wet. I shake myself out of it though. I smile and leave for the common room just so I can give him privacy to change. I check the amazing bookshelf filled with both muggle and magical books, smiling at my favorite classics and some of the magical classics I like really well. I pull out Shakespeare and begin reading it. It was about ten minutes later when Draco comes back out looking clean and fresh. I smile up at him before putting he book down and taking his hand, letting the electric shock become welcoming as we walk down to McGonagall's office. The feel of his hand was indescribable, it felt like a shock to the heart and then a warm fiery feeling spread through my body.