The Secrets Between Us

For Leverage

"What are you doing here?''

Hermione turned around to the voice and was almost blinded by a light shining on her face in the darkness.

'Wait a second... Granger?' The voice asked, confused by her sudden appearance. 'Oh shit, I thought you were... I thought you were someone else.'

'Ummm, no?'

'What the actual- what are you doing here?' He asked.

Hermione's eyes widened in fear as she finally realized who the voice belonged too.
But she tried to play it cool,
'I could ask you the same thing... what are you doing here?'

He raised his eyebrow with an are-you-for-real look on his face. He seemed to come out of a bathroom because he was wearing... Oh, Merlin. he was just wrapped in a towel, waist down.

Try not to get distracted by anything 'mione, she tried convincing herself.
'Look, I know this may look bad-'

'You think?'

'but I have my reasons for being in here!' Hermione continued.

He said nothing and waited.

'I um just wanted to get...' Hermione looked around for a moment before she saw it.
She picked it up and held it proudly, ' I came to get my book and since I got it, I can now leave, so bye.'

Hermione, that bright witch, tried shoving past the buff Draco Malfoy, but of course, he wouldn't let that happen. His hand encircled her hips and he pushed her back in front of him.

'Not so fast, Granger. I know the real reason why you're here.' He smirked and plucked the red leather-bound book from her hand as if picking a flower.

She chuckled nervously, but didn't want to show any sign of weakness or discomfort, 'and what could that possibly be, Malfoy?' she asked him, looking straight to his eyes.

Malfoy just smirked at her, completely ignoring her question.
Then his eyes traveled to her lips.

those were the lips that he was yearning for all day since the woods. those were the lips that made him forget all the bad in the world. what he would do for those lips of hers, was a lot more than one would think. he would risk it all.

The few seconds of paradise spent kissing Hermione Granger had gotten him addicted to her touch, warmth, her embrace.

Was it lust at first kiss? possibly...

This feeling is wrong, just wrong. It should be wrong. Yet it feels so right.

He quickly looked away and grabbed the first shirt he saw. the fact that he was completely shirtless, with only a towel as his source of protection, was not helping his eagerness.

he swiftly pulled it over his head.

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Hermione saw his body move like clockwork. the way his muscles shifted under the fabric. she tried not to blush as he put his shirt on.

'Enjoying the show there?' Malfoy called out to her sarcastically, getting her out of her daze. Hermione realized that he was now reaching for the nearest pair of pants and she quickly turned around in time to hear his towel hit the floor.

'Haha, knew you couldn't get enough of me.' he said, pulling his pants up. too bad she turned around, could have gotten a real show, Malfoy thought to himself.

'get off your high horse Malfoy, I'm just here for my book,' she scoffed.

'well too bad,' he came up from behind her and whispered in her ear, 'let's go, everyone here is sleeping, you could wake them up with your loud voice.' before she could object, he took hold of her wrist and gently hauled her out the door.