Smirks, Books and, Dirty Looks

First Things First..

  I could feel my face getting redder by the second. Time stood still, our breathing had noticeably sped up. I couldn't believe what I was looking at, it was her. She stood motionless shock painted over that perfect face. Her hair was a bit different, it seemed more in line with her personality. It was that obnoxious book worm, my book worm, to be exact that bloody bookworm I had almost wanked to just a couple of minutes earlier.. Okay I am definitely blushing now.. 

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His once elegant blue grey eyes that looked so tired and shocked were stared me down, mouth seeming to go slack and his stance was defensive. Blonde hair almost silver, his usual cockiness erased. Can this really be Draco.. Why is my heart racing this way, why do my hands feel clammy? My lips slightly parted wanting to say something but I just can't. Memories flashed before me, the only one that stood out clearly was his back as he was walking--fleeing was more like it--from the battle of Hogwarts. He looks just as confused as I am, and all too quickly his smile is all that comes to view. I have to say something.

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"Gran--Hermione..." Her name felt wrong, but that was all I could think to say as I nodded her way. Her brows furrowed, she looks confused. This would be the first time I can think of that I just felt stunned by someones beauty. She looks so cute and I am desperately trying to keep myself in check. "Um.. well, yes.. Mal--Dra..co..." The way her voice sounded right at this moment was full of uncertainty, scared, overwhelmed, and sexy. I didn't dare utter a single word for fear that the moment would be sullied by some obnoxious comeback I was sure to say. I felt as if my voice would cave and give away the feelings I'm trying to hide, so I just nod. "You're my patient?" I nod again. "Okay, then we should sit down." She motioned for the two seats facing each other. I motioned for her to sit first. As I watched her walk slowly to her seat I moved to the chair across from her. Slowly she took three steady breaths and I felt like I did the same. 

She was becoming the same old Hermione I knew back then. Business written all over her face now, no fear, no uncertainty, no emotion. She had built an emotional wall and I felt myself mirror her. "Right then, first things first..if I am to be your therapist I have rules. Before we can talk and get to the root of your problems I will need you to sign a legal form of which you are agreeing to abide by my rules. Like a contract if you will." She looked at her side table and opened a drawer from which she pulled a blank document and a quill out of. "Now Mr. Malfoy, please raise your right hand." I looked at her confused and she smiled. "Please Draco.." I raised my arm and looked at her for further instructions. "Please say the following:

I Draco Malfoy, will abide by the following rules, and will willingly sign only if I agree on the terms set before me. Once sign I will have to complete my therapy until I am either satisfied with my progress or until Mrs. Granger sees me fit to be released from the contract." 

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Draco looked at me as if I had lost my mind and it made me smile. They always look at me like that. He sighed and opened his mouth to speak. "I Draco Lucious Malfoy, will abide by the following rules, and will willingly sign only if I agree on the terms set before me. Once signed I will have to complete my therapy until I am either satisfied with my progress or until Mrs. Granger sees me fit to be released from the contract." He smirked at the end. Typical. Once he said those words, the terms started to appear on the parchment. "The rules are different for each person. Based on the mental toll it will take on my psyche and to what extent the patient seems to be willing to take is how the contract is written up. Think of this parchment as a type of sorting hat." I looked up at Draco and slid the parchment towards him. "Please look over the rules and sign at the bottom if you feel they wont be a problem."

 I reached out and gave him the quill as our fingers met, I could have sworn I saw him shiver as he looked up at me. Goosebumps were beginning to form on my body from the touch. I cleared my throat and nodded at the list, he shifted his gaze to the page. While he read through it I looked outside and thought of what Luna had said. She asked me to give them a chance, did she know it was Draco?  How could she just through him to me and not warn me.. I was startled by a hand being placed lightly on my knee. The sensation was electrifying and radiated up to my thigh. 

 "Hermione?" The way he pronounced my name was so intense, soft and sexy all at once..Focus Hermione, this is Draco Malfoy there isn't anything sexy about this Death--Don't go there..Just focus. "Hmm?" I looked at him. "Why does it say this.." He pointed to number 4 on the list. 'Said persons who are involved in a therapy session cannot and will not engage in any sexual state or conduct of being while in the office.'  My brows felt like they left my face as they shot up I felt my face heat up. "Draco, I'm sorry I don't quite understand why that was put there. This parchment is supposed to gage the level of reasoning and desire in each person involved in a therapy session with me. Why was that manifested on this list of rules?" I looked up at him and noticed this faint pink tinge on his cheeks. 

"Is there something the matter?" I quietly questioned. "NO, I um, well I guess it's a fluke. Who knows what happened." He quickly stammered out. "Maybe this parchment is picking up on your sexual tension towards me Hermione. I mean I don't blame you, it is me." He smirked and I saw he regretted saying that. "In your dreams Malfoy. Who in the hell would want to sleep with your arrogant arse. Besides, I am happily married to the man of my dreams.." My voice started to give out towards the end. He was quick to pick up on that and tilted his head looking like he might ask but I quickly cleared my throat and said, "Just sign the damn thing so we can move on." Crossing my arms over my chest and shifted in my seat I looked away. "Alright then." He sighed and quietly but almost comically stated, "But you know I'm free for a fuck whenever you want.. All you have to do is ask. Maybe I can be the man of your orgasms." With that he signed the contract and sealed both of our fates.  I felt my face heat up, what the actual fuck did Luna just get me into. 

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