Snow Storm - D.M , H.G

6. Morag's surprise

Over the next couple of weeks Draco found himself getting a little extra daring. The afternoon after the sleepover, Draco snatched Hermione between classes, when he knew she had a free period. He dragged her into the empty classroom he'd been waiting for her in. He recalled years ago, having a very shameful fantasy of accosting her in a classroom and taking out all his anger on her. While the anger was gone, towards her anyway, the fantasy was finally made a reality.

Just days later, he pulled her behind some bushes on patrol. After that, he took her by surprise behind the statue of Boris the Bewildered. It was just between classes, and students were actively moving through the halls. The adrenaline rush was unreal, and he'd had to use a hand over her mouth to keep her from crying out for everyone to hear. It didn't hurt that Hermione's snowy little helper had him feeling extra sexual.

It was the first Wednesday of October when Draco convinced Hermione during another evening patrol that the Prefect's bathroom would be a great place for a bath. After all, it was large enough to seat ten, much less two. But, it wasn't nearly as romantic as it was erotic, when he bent over over the edge of the tub, bubbles flying everywhere as he took her roughly in more ways than one.

Hermione had always looked down on people who had sex in public places, that is, before Draco had introduced her to it. Turns out, it was even more thrilling than their secret hook-ups that were usually safe, behind closed doors. And what was even more different was that she enjoyed them just as much sober, between classes when she wasn't under the influence. This was a whole new level of thrill, knowing they could be busted at any moment. The first time she had been pretty nervous, but after that, she realized how much fun it was to risk getting caught.

They started with an empty classroom, which at least had a door. That didn't mean they couldn't be caught, but it was probably the least risky rendezvous they had. Next he took her in the bushes, which, while a bit uncomfortable, was thrilling all the same. Behind the statue was probably her favorite, at one point she could swear she'd heard someone comment on a noise they heard as they walked by, when things had gotten especially intense. She went back later that day, having left her knickers behind. Oops.

And now here they were, having just shagged in the prefect's bathroom. She leaned back, letting her head fall back. Her legs were sore from all the activity lately, so it was nice to just soak in the tub for a moment. "Merlin, we're going to run out of places to shag." she said, amused.

Draco chuckled, lifting himself out of the tub. The sudsy water dripped off of him onto the floor as he walked over to the sink where he'd first begun removing her clothes. "Did you bring any with you?" he asked. They'd used up a lot of energy, and he could use an additional boost. He began to look through the pockets of her clothes.

Hermione watched him looking through her pockets, and laughed. He was definitely enjoying the drug as much as she was, which might end up being a problem down the line. But she was having so much fun sharing, it was worth it. She got out of the bath, walked over to him, and grabbed a towel to dry herself off. "Here," she said, reaching into a tiny, barely noticeable pocket and pulling out a tiny bag. She held it up with a smirk, "Of course I brought some." she told him.

Draco took the little baggie from her hands and opened it carefully. Then an idea struck, and he smirked at her. "Here, stand still," he said, moving her to stand between him and the sink. He pushed her wet hair over her shoulder, exposing her shoulder and collarbone. He used a corner of her towel to dry her skin, then he poured a small amount of powder onto the chiseled edge of her collarbone. Once satisfied, he leaned in, snorting up the substance, before kissing and nibbling his way up her neck, across her jaw line, and finally to her lips.

Hermione did as she was told, and stood still for him. When he made his way up to her lips, she kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her towel fell onto the floor around her feet, but she didn't care. She took the little baggie from him, and poured a small line onto her finger, before snorting it. She licked the remnants off of her finger, before pulling him into another kiss.