When Hermione Fights

Draco's Revenge

Chapter beta: Dani

Chapter translator: Aivy

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Shortly before we entered the salon, Draco stopped and fervently looked me in the eye.

"Play along with me, will you? I need that today. The two must see who is in control here and who is not," he said with his typical arrogance and held his chin up proudly.

I scrutinized him briefly and thoughtfully. Probably, he wanted to continue our game from a moment ago and so I ultimately agreed, nodding, because a little fun hadn't hurt anyone yet and even more after my near-death experience.

"Okay, I trust you. Hopefully, I'll have fun, too," I said with a salacious laugh.

"Oh yes, you will, my darling, for sure," he promised me in a whisper. He quickly bent down to me and breathed a kiss on my forehead.

"Let's go to battle!" Then he added loudly and icily clanking: "This is my small, but sweet revenge, Father!

While he took my hand, he was already turning around. Seconds later we entered the hall together. I was aware that my cheeks were still glowing from our little foreplay because they felt suspiciously hot. I also felt that my nipples were still aroused and hardened as they were clearly visible through the dress.

Only Lucius and Severus were sitting at the table and as they looked over at us, their conversation stalled. I noticed both, otherwise controlled men getting wide-eyed for a very short time, but then they quickly caught themselves and their impenetrable masks fit perfectly again.

"Nice to have you here already," Lucius purred, lasciviously emphasizing the words. He looked good in the grey brocade waistcoat and the narrowly cut frock coat accentuating his male figure.

He almost seemed to undress me with his admiring looks as he looked at me and realized that I wasn't wearing a bra and what he saw seemed to please him as the corners of his mouth rose appreciatively.

"Good morning," I greeted them courteously, for I had said nothing to them earlier.

Technically, I should have felt uncomfortable under Lucius and Severus' penetrating gaze, but I enjoyed the game. I tried to savour the living, tingling sensation that ran through my body to the very last and wondered what Draco would do, because it was clearly not enough to be his revenge.

Hey, I mean, I was used to much tougher stuff by now. What is the saying? You get used to everything, I thought sarcastically.

I now turned my gaze to Severus, who seemed calm and controlled.

"I am glad that you are doing so well again, Hermione," he said. For once, he didn't sound spiteful or cynical, but sincere, and so I nodded at him with thanks and smiled while I sat down smoothly on the chair, which Draco politely adjusted for me.

I was now sitting right next to Lucius. How unusual, because normally this was Draco's place, but he sat on my other side. Lucius looked at me favourably, but then glanced questioningly at Draco.

"I thought you might want her by your side if she is to impose the punishment on Mother in a moment. Besides... Don't you like her dress today?" Draco asked provocatively, "I thought to myself, as a thank you, you should enjoy the exquisite sight up close. I think it looks really good on you, darling. My little lady. Don't you agree, Father?"

I had turned to Draco because he had spoken to me in such an unfamiliar way and was surprised when he grabbed my hand to breathe a tender, very charming kiss on the back of my hand while he looked deeply and seductively into my eyes.