Hermione's Encounter

Hermione's Encounter

Waiting in the room I thought back to the events, which had led me here.

One morning Professor McGonagall had kept me after class and asked if I would be interested in tutoring a fellow classmate, hinting at monetary compensation. I agreed thinking it would be Neville. Merlin knew he could use the help with N.E.W.T.s coming up. Picturing the new copy of 'Hogwarts, the Revised History,' I could buy with the money I almost didn't register the student's name when she said it. Hearing Draco's name, I had refused. She, of course, argued I'd already said yes and as Head Girl would be held to that promise. I was to meet him in her classroom after dinner.

I had left her office fuming. But what was done was done. Imagine making me, the Head Girl, tutor someone she knows I loathe? I'd rather kiss Hagrid's Blast-Ended Skrewts than have to help ferret boy with Transfiguration!

When I entered, Draco had his patented sneer already firmly in place. "Let's get this over with," I remember him saying. He sat in relative silence, smirking as I seethed and taught him the tricks to Transfiguration.

The second session continued the same way except at the end he'd said he was glad he was getting his galleons worth out of me. I smacked him and ran to the Gryffindor common room. I had actually hit Draco Malfoy!

I dreaded the next time I had to tutor him. He glared at me as usual, but there was a slight glint of respect in his steel grey eyes.

During our fourth study meeting, I was looking over his shoulder and reached over to correct his homework. A tingle of electricity shot up my arm as it brushed his. 'What the hell what that?' I'd thought.

The ensuing times together came to be torture. He KNEW. It was the only explanation. He found excuses to touch me in little ways, driving me insane. Maybe I was. Each time he'd smile that cold grin of his, but I saw fire in his eyes.

He discovered me hiding in the Astronomy Tower during a free period last week. I had left the Great Hall not able to be in the same room with him for another second. I felt someone behind me. An arm snaked around my waist before I could turn. The smell of his cologne filled my senses. He pushed me to the wall, his body arching into mine. His teeth nipped playfully at my earlobe, his groin pressed against my bottom, drawing a strangled moan from my lips. "Not as goody goody as you act, are you, Granger?" He left as suddenly as he'd appeared.

I berated myself for three days after the incident. 'I'm a Gryffindor. I hate treachery and deceit. Malfoy is the epitome of everything his House stands for. He's manipulative, power-hungry, and willing to do whatever it takes to get what he wants.' Why was I attracted to him? Okay let's face it. I was lusting after him. He was the ultimate bad boy, tall, blonde and lean with an aura of danger. Yummy! I mean, very nice looking indeed.

I decided to turn the tables and show him what a naughty girl I could be when I set my mind to it.

I applied a Sticking Charm on his chair before he arrived for our next meeting. I teased him by slipping off my robe to reveal a very short skirt and tight white blouse, no bra, no panties. All he could do was watch as I bent over several times for a dropped quill that kept 'slipping' from my fingers.

The next day I sent him a letter at breakfast telling him how I'd touched myself that night thinking of him. Such control! I'm sure no one else noticed how his eyes had gone the color of thunderclouds.

I was more than ready for our subsequent session together. I cast a Silencing Charm, and as soon as he entered, tied him up with that handy rope charm. He was very put out with me at first, but he left in a much better mood when I was done.

This morning he corned me after breakfast and slipped a note in my hand.

Meet me in the Room of Requirement in one hour. Don't be late!

So forceful. I liked it.

I was there in fifty-five minutes. I got there first. I sat down fidgeting with the hem of my skirt, another short one, this time paired with a red lace thong and bra set.

The door creaked open. Standing behind Draco was Harry!

"What are you doing here?"

"And here I thought you were the smart one," he admonished.

"He's here for the entertainment, same as us," Draco said, whisper soft into my ear.

Harry sat on the other side and started to nibble my ear. Oh bliss! I looked at Draco watching Harry. Why hadn't I ever noticed before? It was so oblivious.

Harry grinned wickedly when Draco opened my blouse. I was laid on the couch and stripped of clothes before I realized it had happened. Not that I could have stopped them at this point!

I ran my hand over Harry's chest and grabbed Draco's arse in the other. A black head bent over my exposed chest while blonde traced wet paths down my stomach.

"Do you like that?" Harry asked.

"Yes!" I felt Draco smirk before he sent me on a ride of heated pleasure. He sat up, and he and Harry kissed. It was incredibly erotic.

"Our naughty little girl tastes good," Harry said licking Draco's lips.

"No comments, Granger? What happened to the vixen who wrote that letter?"

"Never thought you had it in you, Herms. Quite a shock when Dragon told me what you've been doing to him. I was a little jealous."

"Do you two do this often?"

"Not with another person," Draco drawled.

"Why me?"

"You intrigued me, and Harry's always wanted you."

"Really?"

The boys' response was an unbelievable roller coaster ride of ecstasy. We shared things I didn't know was possible. The heat was scorching.

We've been seeing each other since. The boys appreciate all that late night studying I did now. Who ever said it was all for school?