Fic: A Kiss to Remember (1/1) *NC17* D/Hr

Title: A Kiss to Remember
Author: Jilly H/Hermione Malfoy
Pairing: Draco/Hermione
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I sure wish I did though.
Author's Note: This is for White Butterfly. Merry/Happy Christmas and Happy Chanukkah. :-D I hope you enjoy it and I meet everything that you wanted.


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Hermione Granger would never, EVER understand what it was about Draco Malfoy that made so many seventh year girls squirm in their knickers. Okay, she could at least admit that he had grown out of the slick, ferrety look and was a very attractive man with an incredible body, especially his arse, but his personality made him incredibly ugly. At least the side of his personality she saw. Though she oftened wondered if his sexual prowess was as true as everyone stated. Hermione shook her head with a frown. What was she thinking? Sexual prowess and Draco Malfoy were two things that.... ew.

"Thinking about me, Granger?" Draco purred in her ear.

Hermione jumped and flushed a deep red as she glared at the man she had just in fact been thinking about. "Why would I think about you, Malfoy?" she lied.

Draco smirked. "Most women get that... far off fuck me now look on their face when thinking of me."

Hermione's eyes widened. "You are... are..."

"Sexy?"

"Foul!"

Draco chuckled. "I think the lady doth protest too much," he said with a wicked look.

"And since when have you ever thought of me as a lady?" Hermione said, raising her chin ever so slightly.

Draco's eyes swept over her frame in such a way that she felt naked. "Mmm." He grinned and turned on his heel, heading towards their shared common room.

"This is going to be a long Christmas holiday," she murmured. Hermione slowly made her way towards her bedroom. While it was not mandatory that the Head students remain at Hogwarts during the holiday season, Hermione and Draco had both decided to remain as Head Girl and Boy.

Draco's father had turned from the Dark Lord after Voldemort had tried to kill Narcissa and Draco both because of Lucius's incarceration in Azkaban. While he was still not well liked by some people, it was soon discovered that a strong Imperius had also been used on him. As he sat in Azkaban, the spell had worn off on all the Malfoys. Draco had been stunned to discover everything he had learned over the years have been a lie. Making amends at school though had taken a bit longer and while he had an uneasy truce with the Gryffindor trio, it didn't mean they were friends. He did, however, have a growing crush and attraction on Hermione. He vowed to find a way to win her good graces and see where something could lead between them. He especially realized that was what he wanted to do when he saw how her eyes would flash with an inner fire that made Draco's own body react in a very male way.

"Malfoy, you ok?" Hermione asked. She had walked in to find Draco staring into the flickering flames of their common room, a lost and far off expression on his face. Standing there for almost ten minutes and he still hadn't noticed her, Hermione grew concerned.

Draco looked up at her. "Yeah, Granger, no worries." He offered his trademark smirk, but it seemed mildly lacking.

"All right," Hermione said. With a mild glance at him, she made her way over to the door of her room. She almost turned and looked at Draco but decided against it as she pushed her door open and walked in.

Draco groaned mildly as his head fell back against the chair he was in. How in the bloody hell could he tell her that he had been daydreaming about her and some of the things he wanted to do to her? He knew, KNEW that she would never in a thousand years allow him to touch her, but he also knew that if he could just latch his mouth onto her pussy for a bit that she'd be melting and demanding for his attentions all the time. He started to rise as it dawned on him that the only way that would ever happen was if he tied her to a bed or something so she couldn't hex him or hit him. He paused mid-stride towards his room. Slowly a smile started to form on his face. Exactly. He had some planning to do.

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Hermione woke with a start, her arms jerking. It was then she realized they were immobile. Panic began to flare inside of her as she noticed her hands were bound to the bedposts, as were her legs. She looked and finally noticed the moonlight gleaming off of white blonde locks of hair. "Malfoy."

Draco lazily smiled as he leaned on the foot of her bed, a single eyebrow quirked upward towards his hairline. His hair was not the only thing moonlight was gleaming off of. Bare-chested, Hermione had to will herself not to stare at the smooth plwane of flesh covering well-defined muscles and a rippling stomach. Quidditch had been good to him. She knew it had been good to Harry and Ron having seen both boys shirtless this past summer while they had been working outside at the Burrow but she never imagined that Malfoy had done enough to gain the same sort of muscle structure despite playing the sport.

Hermione jumped as Draco trailed a finger along the naked skin of her thigh. His eyebrow quirked higher as he started pushing her nightgown further up her thighs. "Don't you dare," she hissed.

Draco smirked. "Oh I dare, Granger," he said in a throaty tone. He waved his hand and she felt her knickers come off her body. He stared at her now naked mound hungrily. "I dare a great deal."

"Malfoy what in the bloody hell are you doing?!" Hermione demanded. She tried yanking on the bonds that were holding her down.

"I'm going to kiss you," Draco said.

"Kiss me?" Hermione asked, her arms stilling in surprise. "Then why did you vanish away my knickers."

Draco smirked again. "I can't kiss you with them on," he said as if it was so obvious.

"What are you-- Oh!" Hermione closed her fingers around her binds as Draco's head dipped between her legs and he lazily licked the cluster of nerves that knew her fingers very well. Masturbation was her only means of finding an orgasm. Her first time had been with a muggle boy but he had been a virgin as well and hadn't known what he was doing. Hermione yelped as Draco nipped her bud before licking against the offended bundle.

"Stop it," she said in a strangled voice.

"Mmm, no," Draco said before covering her mound with his mouth. He ran his tongue along her folds and dipped it into her body, groaning at how her body clenched against his tongue a bit and she spilled some of her juices onto his tongue. "So wet..." He caressed her pussy gently yet firmly as he suckled against her, sliding his tongue into her.

"Stop," Hermione said in an unconvincing tone that turned into a moan.

"You aren't convincing me... Hermione," Draco said, glancing at her. Hermione looked at him and couldn't help the pleased gasp that turned into a moan as she saw his lips and chin coated with her essence. Draco grinned and licked his lips before ducking his head down and claiming her nether lips with his mouth again. Hermione shifted on the bed, groaning loudly as Draco licked against her clit. He nipped and licked it alternatingly and Hermione thought she'd explode from the sensations.

"Oh Gods!" Hermione cried out, arching as the most incredible feeling swept over her and she orgasmed. Her entire body arched and shook with the intensity of it. She was barely aware of Draco licking her juices completely. Suddenly her arms and legs were free and he was pressing a kiss against her lips. Before she could respond or protest, he had pulled away.

"Till next time, Hermione," Draco said, and he was gone.

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"Damn younger uppity students," Draco grumbled as he walked back to the common room from breakfast Christmas morning. "Was I that damn stuck up at their age?" He looked at the portrait to the common room and uttered the password, stepping through. The sight he was met with he would never ever forget. Since the first night he had tied her up and kissed her endlessly, Draco had returned to Hermione every night, waking her with the bindings and spending time between her thighs tasting every single bit of her. Occasionally he would stroke the rest of her body, or lay beside her. Her body was more willing each time and sometimes he would untie her and let her cuddle against him. It was getting harder and harder to move himself away from her bed at night to return to his. Now though... he never thought he would enjoy or worship any gift then the one he saw before him now. Sitting near the tree they had in their common room, sat Hermione. She wore a silver colored robe and had a large green bow wrapped around her slim waist. Her hair, now much more tamed, fell down her back in dozens of chocolate colored ringlets.

"Hermione... what...?" Draco asked, unconciously using her first name outside of her bedroom.

"I..." Hermione started. "I wanted to give you a very special Christmas gift." She smiles a bit. "Me?"

Draco was across the room before she was done, his hands cupping her face. "The most wonderful present I think I've ever received," he murmured before claiming her mouth with his. Hermione groaned against his lips, still able to taste just a hint of herself on his lips. Or it merely seemed as if she tasted herself since it seemed such a part of him every time they kissed after he brought her to orgasm by licking against her.

Hermione wrapped her arms around him, holding him to her as she felt his hands start to roam across her body, working their way to the bow around her waist. Her own hands were not idle, first delving into the silky strands of his white blonde hair before moving to the clasp of his robes, pushing it from his shoulders. Draco let his hands drop and the material fell to the floor off his body. He pulled back ever so slightly and lifted her into his arms easily, taking long strides towards his bedroom. If he was going to make love to her completely, it was going to be on the cool of his sheets and in the warmth of his bed.

"Draco," Hermione moaned when he latched onto her breast through the silk of the robe wrapped so firmly around her. He pulled back and quickly shed her of the robe, groaning at the sight of her completely naked. Seeing certain parts of her naked had left him wanting, but now... when had he grown so damn lucky to have her. He lowered his head to her breast and licked around the areola of the nipple before suckling it into his mouth. He heard her whisper some incantation then he felt cool air touch his heated skin and he knew she had vanished his clothes.

"I need to feel you," Draco whispered to her as he laid lengthwise against her. They both groaned as their skin came into contact with one another. Draco shifted as he hovered above her and kissed her, shifting his hips between her thighs. They both groaned into each other's mouths as he did so. Hermione fumbled for her wand and cast a contraceptive charm, shuddering at the sensation. She set her wand aside and her head turned as she caught Draco's eyes. She soon was lost within their silver depths. She cried out, arching her neck and back as Draco shifted his hips just so and sent his cock deep inside of her body. He stilled above her and leaned his head down to rest his forehead against hers. After what seemed like an eternity, Draco began to rotate his hips and then pulled them back, his cock sliding along her slickened walls as he began to move inside of her.

"Gods," Hermione and Draco both groaned together as their bodies began to work in tandem and each motion drove them further and further to their release and the pleasure promised to them with each stroke. Far too soon and not soon enough both were crashing into oblivion as they were pushed over the edge of sanity. Hermione clawed at Draco's back as he bit into her shoulder and they both shuddered. Collapsing ontop of the woman beneath him, Draco tried to catch his breath. His heart opened and he felt as if he was going to die and yet live at the same time with the amount of emotions he felt for this woman.

"Happy Christmas, Draco," Hermione whispered against his ear. She felt a thrill of satisfaction course through her when she felt him shudder in pleasure at the breath that fluttered across his ear. She groaned when his own breath caressed her ear.

"Happy Christmas, Hermione."

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The End





70. Name/Pen Name: White Butterfly
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3. Set at Hogwarts over Xmas hols
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