POV: Draco... don't play the song until I tell you! 😍😘

Since Blaise had so annoyingly made himself an uninvited guest in my home, I put his arse to work to earn his keep. Since I couldn't afford a house Elf and I wasn't about to ask my parents for a loaner.

He would do...

"Draco! How much sugar do I put in this sauce again?!"

I heard the imbecile yelling my name from the kitchen. As I made my way downstairs from my bedroom to see what the hell he had done. Surely, he couldn't fuck up spaghetti?

"Zabini! The instructions say a pinch! Don't you remember what I told you? Think of cooking, exactly as if your making a potion in Professor Snape's class! And for Salazar's sake, weren't you in the SlugClub?!" I hollered poking fun at his marinara sauce bubbling before me on the stove, waving his wand around like an idiot.

"Well, hey you bloody horned serpent! If you hadn't been getting ready for the past hour, you could've been helping me with this! Who is this witch you're cooking dinner for anyway?! Excuse me, that I'm cooking for..."

" Shut it, Zabini, I made the cheese toast and the Italian salad! I helped!" I laughed boasted with pride knowing he did do a bit more, but hey I had to get ready for Granger.

Blaise chuckled and rolled his eyes.

"You didn't answer me, Malfoy. Who's the unlucky, flavor of the week, witch this evening?" Blaise teased in our brotherly back to back mocking egos. Knowing about my past with frequent updates in witches. They just never amounted to my standards. Or wanting to continue further than a few dates, one night stands, and on or off again relations...

"Let's just say, it's someone completely unexpected." I sneered in my snakelike demeanor. Blaise would flip shit if he knew that 'The Hermione Granger,' was my guest of honor accompanying me this evening.

He looked at me with discerning questionable doubt.

"It's not Astoria is it?" Blaise asked, as I wanted to punch him in his jaw for a such an insulting rebuttal.

"No, you fucking pillock prat..."

I looked at my wrist watch again. 6:55 p.m.

"Mate, you gotta leave... She'll be here any moment."

Blaise wasn't budging... he was as nosy as a bloody Imp.

"What if I want to meet her? I am your best friend." He puffed aloud like an eleven year old still at Hogwarts.

"Blaise, you'll meet her when I say you can. Now leave, dammit!" I roared, fuming in panic for him to make his exit. He narrowed his obsidian eyes, shaking his head from side to side, then turning away about to disapparate.

"Blaise!" I yelled for him as he wheeled around to face me. "Thanks again for helping me, mate." He smiled replying back, "You're welcome, you bloody horny bastard." And instantly left.

Play the song! 😍😏

I sat my decanter of wine on the table for us to drink. Amongst our romantic candlelit dinner for two loathed enemies...

I played my stereo for some 'setting the mood' music turning it on with my wand. When suddenly, my doorbell rang. I laughed to myself realizing what actually was occurring, almost not believing it myself... gliding over to my door to welcome Hermione Granger into my home.

I opened the front door, just getting wind of her vanilla sugared essences... and lastly, seeing her there on my doorstep. Looking absolutely devouring and torturing me where I stood, in her haltered crimson red dress and fuck me stilettos... wearing a mischievous little grin across her beautiful face. With her hair sexily worn half up and half down, strands hanging down close to her temples.

She looked nothing like the Hermione Granger I'd known for more than half of my life. However, I could still see a glint of that sixteen year old girl with wild hair, books in hand, a busybody intellectual, and legs that made me weaker and weaker as she made her way into The Great Hall....

I knew what she was doing tonight... the nerve of this fucking delicious little tease.

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"Well, Well, Well... Granger you look completely dreadful. I mean, honestly! Didn't you know who's house were you coming to?" I teased her, desperately wanting to rip that dress off of her.

"Ugh! I can't believe I actually did this... Fine then, I'll leave, you perverted munger!" She pivoted to leave, as I grabbed her waist pulling her inside of my flat. Slamming the door behind her with my mind, in my wizarding skills.

"You look positively revolting yourself, Malfoy..." She snickered back at my black trousers and black buttoned down dress shirt, through her adorable pouty mouth. That I wanted to feast upon with my every being.

I was adamantly holding Granger in my arms... Our silence in heated flaming yearning, was melting the candles around us. Even with them being lit with fire.

"Are you hungry?" I questioned her in ominous seductive luring. Praying she'd pick up on my sexually suggestive hints.

She nodded licking her lips. Returning to that insightful smirk, I craved to kiss off her fucking exquisite face...

"You really made dinner for me?" She inquired in her sweetened innocence oozing out of her.

"I did, with help from Zabini." I admitted flirting back to her. Still, holding Granger in my arms, feeling utterly surprised she hadn't pushed me away.

"Well, at least someone was here to guide you, for Merlin's sakes..." She bluntly poked fun at me.

I jerked her even closer into my body, that was still pressed against me. Continuing in our sexual pent up banter...

"You want to taste my sauce, Granger?"

She chuckled in a exhaled puff, blushing in pink. Bouncing her body forward then leaning somewhat backwards, as I left the middle of her back, running my hand up to her bare spine, subtly driving me into madness. She then raised a calculated eyebrow at my gazes.

"You're disgusting you know that, Malfoy?"

I deepened our kinetic desired fuming glares. Calling for my wand to land in my hand to wave our dinner plates full of spaghetti, toast, and our salads bowls over to the dining table.

"Sounds like your the one with the perverted tendencies, Granger. I was talking about our dinner, you little hussy." I playfully joked.

She narrowed her beautifully eyes on mine, looking as if she were about to claw my eyes out. Before long, she simultaneously grew a glowing smile. Telling me just with her pride dissolving... she did indeed, like my astringent nature... I took her hand guiding us to my table, pulling out her chair for her to sit and enjoy our Italian themed dinner.

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She savored our meal. As I savored her... Laughing and reminiscing of our old Hogwarts days...

"I still loved it when you deservingly were turned into a ferret by Barty Crouch Jr. I mean come on Malfoy that was brilliant! You know it was." She grinned gloating in my humiliation, taking a drink of her red wine.

I let her have this moment. In all actuality, I was a dreadful arsebag in those days. I did terrible things to her. Only because I had a secret crush and a maddening desire for her. And truth be told, I was fucking brainwashed by my father and his prejudices against Muggles and Muggle borns...

I laughed rolling my eyes, nodding my head in agreement with Granger. I was then reminded of more of our past, searching for her scar on the inside of her forearm that my Aunt Bellatrix gave her that horrific day. However, it was non existent now.

I changed the topic feeling nauseated of my past...

I began explaining every detail of how Blaise and I spent the entire afternoon preparing for this meal.

"Well, I have to say I'm honored you went to all this trouble. I promise you, it's actually very good." Granger paid me my first compliment ever. Grinning with her atomic kisses I longed for, taking a bite of her spaghetti twirled around her fork.

She then quizzed me on what I had been doing with my time since the war ended... I explained my scouting job for the Ballycastle Bats and some of my rambunctious ways. I didn't want to give away all of my secrets now did I? Then changing the subject back to her, that I was intriguingly dying to know more of...

"Your turn Granger."

She was hesitant for a moment. Then sequentially spilled out her secrets. Must've have been that second bottle of wine we started... or perhaps, Granger was beginning to trust me more? She took a deep sighing breath and opened her severely drug worthy lips...

"After the war, I went back to finish our seventh year at Hogwarts. All the while, trying to restore my parents memories..." she paused for a moment changing course in her tale to explain the reasoning behind obliviating her parents.

I had no idea, and no inclination of what else in her private world she had suffered...

"I couldn't help them. It's been two years and I still couldn't revive them. Ron tried and his parents, even Harry. My charm was too strong." Her aura became somber, killing me. Then came back to the other side of her tale...

"So after graduating from Hogwarts, I enrolled to the Psychology and Psychiatry department at Cambridge, studying to become a Teenage Adolescent Psychiatrist in our world. Professor McGonagall suggested this path for me and I happily excepted. The new position will be available for hire next year at The Ministry Of Magic, when Madame Freud retires."

"Ron and I broke up last year. Because he said I wasn't who he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. He needed someone with more..." She became angrily quiet, thinking about what that mental orange gnome told her. I read her mind. "Suitable to his needs."

"So I rebelled. Proving to myself that I was more than just a studious robot. And found the least known job out of my comfort zone, so no one would be savvy of my whereabouts. I didn't want his parents to help me any longer... and obviously because I was no longer dating their son. The tuition at Cambridge was overwhelmingly expensive and I moved out of the burrow. And started working at the... to survive."

My heart broke for her. Hermione Granger deserved more than this.

"Hermione, I'm sorry... I had no idea. I always thought your life was perfect..."

"Anything but." She revealed with a soft smile.

"The only good thing about it all, is you ridding the Weaseldouche out of your life. Him breaking up with you is the best thing that could've ever happened to you."

"Thank you?" Granger facetiously frowned and huffingly chuckled.

"You're welcome, Granger." I nefariously flirted in my devious swag.

I then called for our dessert with my wand, hiding away in my refrigerator to lay on our table.

Chocolate covered strawberries...

I was loosing focus, to busy in concentrating on her before me. When the plate landed harshly on the table through my lazy magic and splattered spaghetti sauce all over her dress. She gasped throwing her hands up.

I couldn't help but laugh and stood to help her, placing my wand on the table.

"Oh thanks, Malfoy!" She echoed in her sarcasm. I picked up my linen black napkin to wipe off the red sauce off of her dress. When she then picked up her fork and flicked spaghetti and sauce all over my custom made dress shirt.

"Now we're even." She flatly stated in her captivating addictive attitude.

I picked up the jar of Italian dressing taunting her slowly. Shaking it up and down in a suggestive innuendo...

"Don't you even dare, Malfoy..."

And jerked the glass bottle of dressing onto her sexy scarlet dress.

"You bloody arsebag!" She screamed through an exciting smile. Picking up a handful of her salad ready to throw at me.

She chunked it right at my head, getting all over my treasured frosted long hair.

The battle was on.

We were in a full on food fight of chaos.

Our dinner hurling and flying at our clothes and all over my dining room. Bellowing and laughing in hysteria at the combat of food before us and all over us.

I darted behind my chair for a shield, as she began to start throwing the chocolate strawberries at me.

"You missed Granger! Ha! Ha! You're definitely more into books than being athletic aren't you darling?!" I pestered her dodging more strawberries.

She came at me with a handful and slipped on fallen spaghetti sauce with her heels sliding from underneath her.

I instantly jumped up grabbing her waist, to keep her from falling on my hardwood floor. Strategically having her land on top of me. Not planning this any better, if I do say so myself. Granger was now laying flush against my body...

"My theory still stands." I darkly bothered her smirking, and loving feeling her on top of me again.

"EAT IT, Malfoy..." she demanded seductively, shoving the delicacy into my mouth. Laughing hysterically at watching me chew with vigilance. While I chortled, spitting out chocolate and strawberry juices all over my chin and cheeks.

I called for a covered strawberry in my mind as it obeyed quietly landing in my hand, without her noticing. Being too busy poking fun at my filling state.

I reached my hand up, holding the fruit, and surprised her deviant arse shoving it in her mouth.

"MWALFOY!" She muffled and spit laughing all over me, covering her mouth with her hand to chew. It was the happiest I've ever seen her. And honestly, one of the most joyous times of my life as well.

I swallowed my treat. Watching her and craving her other treats...

I took a chance and wrapped my hand around her neck pulling her downwards as I lift my head to kiss her red stained lips.

She danced her eyes from side to side and licked her plump luscious lips giving into me, lastly closing her eyes.

Granger gently pressed her lips against mine. With the two of us releasing our desires into each other's filthy estuaries.

We worked as one perfect combinations of powerful chemical lust.

Ravenous thirsts and wanton salacious movements of our tingling tongues, swirling reverently stroking our civil angsts to finally fulfilling our hearts emulations of vigorous actions.

I forcefully lifted her dirtied sultry dress up over her head, with her following with removing her spiked heels.

She laid her body back on top of me, kissing and feasting upon my neck, becoming completely obsessed with her every being.

I unhooked her strapless bra and flung it off to the side of my living room. She sat up ripping my shirt open causing the black buttons to fly across the room.

Laying her naked breasts against my bare chest loosing my god damn mind... returning to our sinister wetness of snogging.

I couldn't take it anymore. I was crazed in needing her...

I grabbed the front her neck in a hunger hold with my right hand. Breaking our fevered kisses and slightly lifted her up to look at me. Finally getting a better glimpse at her beautiful body.

"Stand up."

I firmly demanded, urging to see her all.

She narrowed her eyes at me replying...

"You fucking stand up." with a sexy little conniving smirk.

I returned the same heated glare radiating off of our endless relishing solitudes.

I scared the fuck out of her. Suddenly breaking our trans, and grabbing her underneath her arms making her stand and scream...

I stood up before her, lifting her up again by her arse that was wearing a red laced thong. Apparating us to my bedroom ready to claim Granger as mine.

I harshly threw her on my bed. Making her bounce like a skinny doxy.

"OW! Draco!" She giggled with a hint of shock in her tone and big eyes widening, but definitely liked it. This witch had no idea what she was in for.

"You're going to like it rough, Granger. I know you haven't had been properly fucked." I pronounced with devilish tones.

"How do you know I haven't had rough sex Malfoy?!" She became defensive, staring at me.

I removed the rest of my clothes becoming naked amidst her. I saw her cheeks turn from pink to red within two seconds. Her breathing rapidly picking up. I read her mind...

"God damn... and there's the Dark Mark..."

I laughed to myself, feeling the exact same way about her. And putting my past dreads into the back of my mind. Lowering my naked body onto my bed crawling and hovering above her sublime quantum body to fuck the hell out of her, with Granger staring back up at me and finally giving her my answer.

"Because you've been sleeping with Weasley."

I finished my statement taking hold of the middle of her knickers and ripping them to shreds.

I wrapped my hands behind the back of her elongated angelic thighs, pulling her roughly closer to me.

"Hhuuuhhh!" She gasped still seeming a bit frightened of me. Her body even beginning to tremble.

I moved my hands to the middle of the inside of her thighs. Tracing them up along to graze and study her incredible beautiful body. I paused, resting them on her flat stomach seeing her everything. Her hip bones poking out on the corners of her pelvis, driving me fucking insane.

I lowered myself down onto her gorgeous nervous frame, reaching my hands to firmly squeeze her breasts. Taking in her fullness in each of my palms.

I gazed into her chocolate eyes. Knowing exactly how to calm her down.

"Hermione..."

I spoke her first name for the second time in my life. Our eyes doing the talking, knowing this was a moment of bringing our hated relationship into the next level of loathing idolizations.

Noticing her nerves melting away, with Hermione placing her hands in my face.

I felt her legs on either side of me, lifting up by her knees opening them for me to conquer her.

My entire body was pulsing ready to feel her.

I took my right hand, cascading my hand to venture into her cavernous cove I was destined to have. Slowly easing her into submission...

I felt Hermione's crux for the first time playing, titillating, and rubbing my fingers against her cherished labium.

I loved watching the look in her ardent capacious eyes. Moaning, biting, and licking her lips at my talented touches knowing what got her going...

I snuck two of my fingers sliding inside of her saturated ocean. Slowly and methodically stroking her libidinous of tightness, becoming jealous of my fucking fingers. Aching for more of me to be in her...

She grabbed my wrist that was busy working. Her back arching... her breaths panting... her eyes rolling and closing in utter pleasure at my exploring fingers.

"Oooohh, Draaaccco... yes, righhht, my my... I can't. Talllkk..." She exasperated her words at my talents making me bluster and honestly so fucking aroused, It was all I could do to not rape her...

"You just said my first name, Hermione..." I informed her in sexual testimony. Calming my mind some from being too much of a rabid beast.

She looked up at me smiling with her response, "I never thought I'd say your first name for the first time, in this circumstance..." Hermione ended looking and feeling so burningly ready for me, my entire hand was sopping.

"Uuuuhhhhaaa, Draco, take me please... I'm so..."

She seemed embarrassed to say it. I was going to force it out of her.

"Fucking say it, Hermione. Throw away that good little Gryffindor persona. Say your fucking horny for me, god dammit..." I drawled feeling my heart pumping out of my chest.

"Draaaacco... I'm so... soooo..." Her sweet British accent grasping and moaning through her eroticas.

I removed my fingers and grabbed my erected brute submerging myself into her feminine feverish crux. Feeling her every tight, wet, innocent juicily pussy, crushing her portal from my passions for her. Attaching myself to her mind, body, and soul.

"HORNY!"

She screamed aloud. Letting her other sexual self debut, as I laughed my kisses into her mouth as she laughed with me.

I thrusted inside of her, giving her my all. I loved seeing what I was doing to her. The fervid look in her eyes gazing and closing in avid mind blowing sex. Her breasts jolting up and up with every motion of my endeavors to satisfy Hermione.

I loved hearing what I was doing to her... Her moans were fucking amorously glorifying. I loved hearing her say my name while I fucked her beneath me. "Draaaco..."

I sat up never leaving her carnage of venereal bliss. Standing on my knees, Raising her underneath her knees, lifting her scrumptious arse and plummeted into her voraciously rooted almost up into her throat. Each of her syllables were high pitched almost not being able to handle my roughness.

The tip of my valor rubbing against the edge of her femininity pounding her making us scream in ecstasy in unison.

"Oooohhh, uuuhhaa, aaahhhh! Uuuuhhhhaa, Draco, there there there!" She whimpered flowing with toe curling screams, knowing I had given her her first of many multiple euphorias of orgasms, turning her into liquid from the inside out.

I slammed her down on my bed as she yelped again. I twisted her onto her stomach and raised her hips up to back onto my hardened dick once again, taking her from behind.

"Hang on to my bed sheets, Hermione." I instructed her, not wanting to hurt her, too much...

"God dammit, Hermione you feel so fucking incredible." I groaned in pleasure aloud, pounding her from behind, gripping onto her hips pushing her in hard ebb and flowing movements onto my throbbing snake.

I could see her reflection of her breasts bouncing up and down in my dresser mirror, becoming completely engrossed in this precious being before me. I saw her beautiful face embodied in sex expressions, loving what I was doing to her.

I stopped wanting more of her in another position.

"I want you to ride my broomstick, Hermione." I tantalized her in my sex talk. She laughed, as I felt her body pulsing in giggles. I wrapped my arms around her waist pulling us backwards for her to fall on top of me.

She twisted her body to face me and soon straddled my waist, engulfing my being with her tightened numbing tunnel ready to ride me.

Hermione gave it to me as I had been giving it to her.

Rough, sensual, raw salacious circling, raunchy, fleshly dirty, and lustrous amative fucking, riding me completely into prurient unconsciousness. I held onto her hips and traveled my hands all over her back, stomach, and breasts. She scratched my chest with her hands and finger nails digging into my pecks.

I pressed my hands behind her licentious arse pushing her forward slightly, jolting her up and up and up against my hardened Slytherin, deepening her and I's zealous frenzies.

Her eyes met mine through our smutty intensities. Something was growing inside of me in this moment.

I was fucking falling for Hermione Granger...

Suddenly, her body sprung, straightening her back  digging her nails into my chest piercing them into my skin, grinding her vigorous delicious hips back and forth whimpering and yelling...

"UHHAAA!!! Oh for... DRAAACOO!! Gods I'm literally hyperventilating. I've never had one this goooooooddd.. I..." Hermione was beside herself in ecstasy. I knew she hadn't been fucked right. Obviously, look who she's been with, the bloody gingerbread man... She deserved the best. And that wizard, was absolutely me to fulfill her every need.

I released my orgasmic bulging appetite inside of her. Thinking of nothing, but her lifeblood and her incredible every wonderful beautiful quality about, Hermione Granger. Filling her up with my venomous consequences never turning back.

She collapsed on top of me. Our breathing hard and heavy. I lifted her head to bring her lips to kiss mine. Feeling what tranquility actually felt like.

Scaring her again, I raised her up, wrapping her legs around my waist.

"Draco! Where are you taking me?!" She yelled laughing and squealing in her adorable voice.

"To shower you off you dirty sexy Gryffindor... and get you prepared for round two."

I declared looking into her eyes stepping onto my cold whitened subway tiled bathroom floor.

Our relationship had already entered another level of seriousness just as I entered that strip club last night.

She was more than I expected. She always was and I always knew she was too good for the likes of me.

I called for my wand, ordering its power to twist my shower handle to turn on its hot steaming waterfall. Placing us inside throwing my wand over the glass door into my sink.

I placed her underneath the shower head wetting her long wavy brown hair and opening her eyes to gaze at me in heart stopping fidelity.

For fucks sakes...

I loved this creature before me.

Oooooo!!!! Draco's falling hard for Granger!! Stay tuned!😘😘😈😈 love y'all!

Well, hello Tom and Draco... 😏😈😍😏 that quote from him is just everything... 🖤😈😏

Okay, I have to give a shout out to my hubby! 😂😘 he was being nosy and reading over my shoulder and said "You're writing from Draco's POV, babe. Guys aren't that romantically descriptive of their packages. Draco's going to say his dick. You need to have him say dick. It's hotter." 😂😂😘😘
I love him...