Bad to the Bone (Dramione)

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Note: This story will contain strong language and mature content! Don't say I didn't warn you.

Hermiones P.O.V

Ugh!

What the hell happened last night? And who the hell is that?!! I slowly lifted the arm that had encircled my waist and rolled over, my eyes imiadiatly locked with the man laying in the bed beside me. A shrill scream escaped my lips as I pulled out of his grasp and backing to the far end of the king sized bed we occupied.

"Holly shit! Granger?!?!" His voice was low and husky from just rejoining the land of the living. He moved as far from me as he could get without falling off the bed.

"MALFOY?!?!" My jaw went slack and I was unsure it hadnt completely fallen off when the realization hit, I had sex with Draco fucking Malfoy, my childhood nemesis while. Granted I had been drunk off my rocker, but still! But on the other hand he was drop dead gorgeous. I had a perfect vantage point from where I sat to see his muscled chest... oh shit!

The realization that I also had my chest on display was a real wake up call as I quickly grabbed the sheet pulling it up around me. He gave me the classic Malfoy smirk when he saw the red blush crawl across my skin.

"Granger." He spoke coolly keeping his smirk plastered to his face as he did.

"What are you lookin' at?" I sneered back wishing I could slap that stupid grin from his handsome face. Wait what? He wasn't handsome! He was an annoying prat! He looked momentarily taken aback by my outburst but quickly overlooked it.

"Wow, the lioness uses her claws." He was gagging my reaction, I could see it in his eyes. He was baiting me.

"Well claws aren't just for decoration." I returned his smirk with one of my own throwing in a devious smile.

"What the hell happened to you? Not saying I don't like this new version but where's the annoying bookworm?" He shifted in the sheets tilting his head in amusement.

"Gone now. I would recommend getting used to it." I snapped at him feeling self conscious as his eyes traveled over my exposed skin.

"I like the new you." He said ruffling my frizzy hair like he would a dog.

"Let's go get some breakfast." What? Did he just offer me breakfast? Before I could ask he was up pulling on some fresh clothes. He made a point to show off his particularly muscular form.

"Did I just leave Hermione Granger speechless?" He raised a platinum brow. I sighed before quickly gathering my clothing from around the room. Two could play at this game. I quickly put on my bra followed by my underwear then made a point to slowly pull my extremely short shorts up over my legs. My body had developed nicely over the years. My hips widened and my legs had grown an extra few inches. I could feel his stare as I pulled my purple crop top out from under his bed and slowly let it fall into place making sure my stomach was visible.

He let out a quick whistle.

"Breafast would be lovely" I gave him a flirtatious grin before leaving the room adding more of a sway to my walk as I did. The thing I hadn't considered was... I had no idea where the kitchen was. Ooops? I guessed and turned left. Please let this be the right way. I could already hear him laughing if I walked into a closet. At the end if the hall I cought sight of  stairs leading down. They led into a living room with an attached kitchen and dining area. Iwalked to the mantle with pictures of his days at Hogwarts. There were pictures of him, Crabbe and Goyal and another of him standing in front of Malfoy manor in what I assumed was what he had worn to the Yule Ball in our 4th year. I heard his foot steps coming down the stairs behind me but paid no mind until he was on the ground floor.

"Nice house."  I spoke smoothly perking up my ears to try to pin point where in the room he was.

"I have never been a fan of the Manor." He said while he had his head in the fridge.

Tap. tap. tap.

"You have an owl." I pointed to the window where an white owl was perched and tapping on the windowpane.

"Well thenmaoe yourself useful and get it." He demanded while balancing eggs, milk and bread in one arm while pulling down a pan. I was tempted to tell him to get it himself but that would mean having to wait even longer to eat. I unlatched the window, sliding it up. I quickly retrieved the two letters attached to the owl's leg before giving it a piece of bread I had stolen from the kitchen. I watched it fly of into the distance before looking at the letters, both had tha hogwarts seal. They were addressed to Mr. Draco Malfoy and Ms. Hermione Granger.

"How'd they know I was here?" I wondered aloud shaking my head.

"Who?" He asked from the kitchen only half paying attention.

"Hogwarts! They sent us letters and they sent mine here." I spoke absent mindedly before cracking the seal on mine.

Dear Ms. Granger,

We must insist you return to Hogwarts to finish your education.
We regret to inform you that if you refuse the ministry will have your wands and you will be banished to the muggle world.
You and the others from your year will be put into your own separate wing of the castle where your old houses will not apply.
For this year you will need the following:
Potions #7
Charms#7
Muggles#7
Herboligy#7
And "Getting over trauma" book 1.
We are looking forward to seeing you again.

Headmistress Minerva Mcgonagall.
P.S.
You have been selected for the position of head girl.

"Oh come on!" I shrieked dropping the letter onto the nearby chair. The whole point of changing who I am is to get over my parents death with no reminders but now I was being forced to go back to where I had spent my life since I was eleven! This can't be happening! Malfoy walked over and picked up his own letter and scanned it quickly.

"Great." He groaned.

"I don't want to go back to that bloody school." He sighed more to himself than to me.

"I'd like to see how our year enjoys the head boy being an ex-death eater" He grumbled.

"And the hits just keep on coming." I ran a hand through my tangled hair.

"I have to share a dorm with YOU!" I moaned worried by the lack of repulsion the idea brought.

"Oh so you're head girl then?" He seemed bored.

"You didn't seem to mind sharing a bed with me last night."  He cocked his head.

"This is different! Last night I was drunk and didn't have any idea what I was doing!" I argued crossing my arms.

"Uh huh. I have a distinct memory of you begging me to fuck you." His vulgar language making a shiver run down my spine. I went beet red. Now that I thought about it I could recall what he was talking about and some far worse things.

"I don't remember that." I lied.

"Sure. The color of your face seems to disagree." I jumped up slamming my lips into his as he finished. 

"There now our faces match!" I smirked at his surprise. Before he could say anything else I turned and walked to the stove where the french toast was ready to be flipped.

While I flipped the toast I let her thoughts wonder to the coming year.

"This is going to be fun"

~☆~

"Dad, can you pass the popcorn?" I gestured to the bowl of buttered deliciousness that was on the table. We were having a film night. We had all crowded together onto the small couch to watch the classic 'The Sound Of Music'.

"Sure honey." He handed me the bowl and I smiled as my mouth began to water. I stuffed a handful of the buttery heaven into my mouth and grinned as it made the satisfying poping sound as I chewed. My parents laughed as I continued to shove handfuls into my mouth.

"Wha-?" I choked and shot the popcorn out of my mouth causing us to collapse into a fit of laughter.

~☆~