Meet Me In The Broom Cupboard

Chapter Twenty One: Eighth Year, December

Hermione woke the next morning with a start. She was incredibly warm and felt somewhat claustrophobic. As her eyes opened she saw that it was barley light outside and could be no later than 7am.

She rolled over to find a shirtless Draco Malfoy pressed against her, snoring softly. Though she had never asked, she could have sworn they would have different rooms, and the last thing she remembered was him leaving her last night to go to bed alone.

'Draco.' She whispered, brushing a hand over his face. 'You didn't tell me we would be sharing a bed.'

'Surprise, Granger.' He mumbled, pulling her closer to his chest as he continued to sleep. She smiled against his skin but was slightly upset that they had shared a bed for the first time and she was asleep for 99% of it.

'If I had known I wouldn't have worn my underwear to bed.' She mumbled into his chest.

He let out an appreciative hum, stroking her bare skin. 'You would've got into bed naked instead?'

'That's not what I meant.' She grumbled.

'Now that you know we're sharing a bed, are you going to be naked later?' He continued, fully awake now.

'You wish.' She said.

Draco titled her chin up so that he could look into her eyes. 'Yes, I do.' He whispered.

'Draco.' Hermione breathed before his lips met hers. He kissed her slowly, as if they had all the time in the world, and she melted into him immediately. He pulled her into his arms so that she was lying on top of him, her legs straddling his waist. Somewhat subconsciously, Hermione began to shift her hips against Draco's, her body already crying out for some form of release.

'You're very eager, Granger.' Draco growled against her lips as his hands travelled over every inch of her skin.

'It's been too long since we did this.' Hermione whispered into his neck as she unclasped her bra.

'Hermione,' Draco whispered, pulling her face away so that he could watch her expression. 'Are you sure we should do this now?'

'You don't want to?' She asked, suddenly recoiling away from him as the heat of embarrassment flooded her veins. Maybe he didn't want to do that with her after the first time. Had she not been any good? Was he only using their shared dormitory for a quick fumble and nothing else. Her cheeks flushed and she tried not to let the rejection show on her face as she worked to do her bra up again.

'No, Merlin, that's not what I meant.' He said, cupping her cheeks. 'There's nothing I'd rather do more, but not here. We should do it when we have a more private setting, like a private dormitory that can only be entered through a portrait that requires a password?'

'Did you not mumble Silencing and Locking charms on the door before we started snogging?' Hermione asked, still feeling the sting of rejection though it had lessened considerably.

'Only so no one heard us snogging.' He laughed. 'I really don't think I could treat you the way you deserve in here. I plan to take things slow when we go there again.'

'You are the most confusing person I've ever met.' Hermione mumbled, pulling him in for another kiss.

'If you're that desperate for my co-.' Draco mumbled into her neck before she cut him off.

'Don't you dare finish that sentence.' She snapped, glaring at him.

'I was only teasing, Granger.' He smirked, dipping his head back down to her neck.

They were interrupted by Hermione's stomach telling them it was time to get up and have breakfast. Draco threw on his T-shirt from yesterday, still in his pyjama bottoms, while Hermione slipped on one of Draco's jumpers and shuffled through her trunk until she found her own pyjama bottoms.