Paired

A/N: Hey guys so this is my one-shot Paired I hope you like it and also its my first time writing smut. And I do not own any of the characters in this story these characters belong to J.K. Rowlling.

15 days. Exact 15 days. The occasional exchange of glances has lessened and Hermione fears that he has forgotten, forgotten of that passionate night because she was way past forgetting the way his cold lips felt so soft against hers. Somehow she can smell him everywhere even when he is not near her and the smell was way too beguiling and way too distracting, at first she could handle it but now when they're so far away it's annoying as fuck. Her friends knew that something was wrong but they dared say anything because the witch's temper was at its edge although they had no idea why.

Out of nowhere, Hermione heard a ringing voice in her head, after 20 seconds of sheer limbo, she realized that the stealthy voice belonged to McGonagall. Hermione landed back on Earth and heard McGonagall's angry voice say, 'Do we have the sweet pleasure of your mental presence today, Ms. Granger'

Hermione was absolutely embarrassed she looked at McGonagall's sardonic- but- serious face and realized that she needs to say something, she stuttered and tried to speak while ignoring the furious face, 'I – I um – am so- sorry'

McGonagall snapped, '10 points from Gryffindor'

The Slytherins present in the room sniggered and Hermione felt the need to see if one of those sons of the bitches included Malfoy she knew it was a bad idea but since when did Gryffindors become rational.

She deliberately looked back carefully searching for a set of gorgeous green eyes and she found it, leaning behind his desk looking at Blaise, grinning wide, a burst of anger welled up inside her and she looked away furiously, she regretted looking back but she still didn't regret sleeping with him it was the best thing that had happened to Hermione ever, he touched her as no one had before and to be honest she didn't want to be touched by anyone like that except him and she didn't want him to touch anyone like that but her. A month before she would have slapped herself at thought of touching Malfoy or anyone but now when she knows how it feels like she just can't wait, it wasn't like how she thought it would it be or how she had read about it, it didn't feel like heavens colliding at her feet it was rather painful, painful but pleasurable, and when he kissed her on neck the feeling was irrevocable, she couldn't believe the things your body can make you feel, the things he made her feel. Shit, she could already feel her panties moisten up.

Draco stares at Hermione's hair, layered and pulled up in a bun, she wore a loose shirt and a skirt that ended just below her knees he wished that he sat in front to watch her beautiful face and what lay beneath her loose shirt. He wasn't able to believe how just 3 years before those perfect strands of hair looked like a bird's nest and how she herself has become so fucking hot. He knew that it was her first time but Draco could see the need in her blazing eyes he knew that she wanted him and she knew that he wanted her too although they both failed royally at telling each other. Draco had fucked many girls before but Hermione was something else she didn't know shit about what they were doing still she wanted to take charge and the collision of her innocence and wildness was maddening, she was better than anything and anyone that he had experienced before, Draco loved the way she moaned it was so needy and arousing Draco could feel himself hardening under the desk and thought maybe sitting at the back wasn't that bad idea after all.

As much distracted Hermione already was she still tried to pay attention to McGonagall.

McGonagall said or at least Hermione heard her say, 'for the next paper due the students will have to work in pair, don't get so excited ' McGonagall said shooting a glare at Neville's pale but hopeful face 'the pairs will be chosen by me and they will be from different houses'