The Beauty and The Beast

Chapter 19: Special Place

Hermione's P.O.V
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I walked back into the room after a long day in classes. We had two essays and a test and it isn't even exam week yet.

I lay down on the bed and glanced around, remembering what happened in the morning. Heat crept up my neck and face at the thought and I groaned, putting my hand over my face.

"Thinking of someone?" A deep, husky voice whispered in my ear and I nearly wet myself. I felt a body lean on top of mine and saw two muscular arms place themselves on either side of my head, caging me in.

"Draco..." I started as he placed feathery kisses along my collarbone.

"Yes?" He asked, his voice full of amusement at my flustered state.

"Two can play at that game." I whispered in the same tone as I rocked my hips back. He froze on top of me. I felt him grow underneath me and a strangled breath left his mouth.

"Hermione!" He warned and I snickered.

"Yes..." I asked, on the verge on laughter.

"What the fuck did you just do..." his voice was strangled and breathy.

"Oh me? I just, you know" I said, rocking my hips back once more and he grunted huskily.

"Oh god..." he said deeply, his voice lowering.

"Is there a problem?" I asked innocently.

"Oh you little shit" he said, flipping us over and smashing his lips onto mine. He kissed me hurriedly, so I decided to go really slow. He made a sound that sounded kinda like a frustrated groan.

He left my lips and moved down to my neck, hungrily licking and sucking all over it. He sucked on my hickey and I felt my heart stop. He made his way up to my ear and licked behind it, causing me to release an involuntary moan. He smirked and I rolled my eyes.

I tugged are his hair and kissed him steadily. He smirked, not responding to the kiss. Oh this is payback for what I did before. I pulled away and put my head on the pillow.

"Taste of your own medicine" he mumbled.

"Idiot" I said and he chuckled.

"Little shit"

"Asshole"

"Loser"

"Whale"

Our string of insults continued until he leaned down and kissed me tenderly. I almost swooned. It was a gentle kiss. He smiled a little and I felt myself grin.

He pulled away, resting his forehead against mine. I pushed a few stray locks from his am face and he leaned into my touch.

"You're driving me insane" he said and my heart beat wildly inside my chest.

"And why is that?" I asked curiously.

"Because you're fucking perfect. Your smile, your hair, your laugh. You've got me wrapped around your pretty little finger. I can't stop thinking about you" he mumbled, smiling. Suddenly he stopped, his eyes lighting up as if he just got an idea.

"Come on" he said, grinning as he got up.

"Why?" I whined as he pecked me on my lips.