Seeing Through My Eyes (Dramione Fanfiction)

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Hermione stirred into consciousness and opened her eyes. A blinding light forced them shut again and she felt like shit.

She tried a second time and the sight wasn't much different. A huge blinding light clouded her vision but this time, she thought she caught a glimpse of a pale blonde head, in the bed next to her.

"Ugh!" She moaned as she turned over in bed, wrapping her throbbing head in her pillow. She woke up with a killer migraine and had every intention of going back to sleep till it went away.

"Hermione?" The croaky morning voice of Draco Malfoy made her snap her neck up as she lifted her head. Forcing her eyes open and blinking rapidly while she adjusted to the light streaming through the open curtains, she search the bed for the voice she knew all too well.

Her eyes focused in on a freshly woken, platinum blonde wizard who was giving her the most dazzling smile she had ever seen.

"We're back!" He announced. "Back to normal!"

Draco Malfoy sounded way too chirpy to even be considered himself.

Hermione threw her head back into the pillows. "Nothing about waking up in bed next to my childhood bully with a raging hangover is normal Draco!" She said,her voice muffled by the linen.

Draco let out a hearty chuckle. "I thought I told you I was sorry for that." He flopped casually back on to the bed but in actuality, he had a circus of thoughts running through his head.

"Mmhmm. Doesn't make this any more normal." She mumbled.

Draco coughed awkwardly and strategically covered his front as he got off the bed. He quietly left the room and bolted to the bathroom.

Turning on the shower, he stripped releasing his swollen manhood. He looked at it with adoration. Godrick I missed you! He thought.

He let out a small laugh as he stepped into the shower and let the steaming hot water run over his broad flexed shoulders.

Putting his head under the water he held himself up with one hand on the shower wall. Wrapping his free hand around his length, he let out a contented sigh as he began to stroke himself, mind full of gorgeous forbidden images of Hermione's perfect body.

He quickened his pace and his breathing increased too. His chest rose and fell with almost every pump and his teeth gritted as his hand on the wall balled into a fist.

With a strained gasp and a shudder of pure ecstasy, Draco let out spurts of silky liquid, all over the shower wall.

With his mind still clouded from his divine rush, Draco washed the wall down trying to steady his breathing at the same time.

He heard a giggle over the running water from the other side of the door and he smirked to himself.

"Care to join me Granger?" He yelled out.

Hermione turned bright red at his response and carried on to her potion cupboard where she was heading before she heard him gasp.

With no response from her, Draco smiled and shook his head as he continued on with his shower. He found her prudishness quite intriguing if he was being honest.

Shutting off the shower, he quickly dried himself and wrapped the towel low around his waist before heading towards his bedroom.

He was surprised to see she had gone back to sleep in his bed, a vile of hangover potion, empty on his bedside table.

When Hermione heard Draco enter his room again, she had planned to smirk at him knowingly then retreat to her own room but as she got up and turned to him, two things derailed that idea.