Categories > Books > Harry Potter > Sex on Fire [HG/DM]
Nightmares always come with PERKS. WARNING: SCENES OF A SEXUAL NATURE & CUTE PUPPY!
-1TrainWreck
DISCLAIMER:
OKAY PEOPLE. We have a special guest here today, would you please welcome MR RONALD WEASLEY?!!
Ron-er, you can't summon me man, you don't OWN me. Get my VIBE?
Me-I DO. I OWN YOU D:
JK ROWLING- -gestures at Grawp-
OH LORD!
OKAY. I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER.
YET.
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Okay, welcome to Chapter One. It's not very long, it's kind of like a Prologue I guess. Rate & Review please? :D I'll add another chapter when I've got a review. Or when I get muse! :3
Thanks everyone. I'm working on ideas now. Enjoy!
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'Mm,' her soft, musical voice hummed as those beautiful pink lips closed around the zip of his jeans, tugging it lightly until it fell down to reveal deep black boxers. The brown-haired girl smirked at the sight of them, blowing softly on the bulge that inflated them and gave them... shape. The man to whom these boxers belonged groaned, back arching and forcing his crotch in to contact with the angel's lips. She grinned broadly, slipping her fingers in to the sides of his boxers, and Hermione Granger giggled a devious giggle like wind-chimes...
Draco yawned softly as he snuggled down under the thin silk duvet, eyes shut tight against the bright light that was only hidden by the heavy blue curtains. His door however, was partly open and a beam of light shone through directly on to Draco's face, casting an orange light through his closed eyelids.
Minutes passed and eventually Draco got bored of tracing the lines of his duvet over and over, and slowly he opened one eye to see a forest of bushy brown hair in front of him.
He jerked awake, scrambling back only to see that it was just his dog, Bailey, licking his leg firmly to wake him up. 'Alright, alright. Down, boy.' he muttered, locking his fingers around Bailey's snowy white curls and pushing his head down lightly. He immediately flopped obediently down in to a ball while Draco stood slowly, letting the duvet fall away from his waist to reveal his evident arousal. Bailey woofed eagerly, darting closer to see what was standing so tall and proud in front of her nose. She sniffed twice but before her tongue could dart out, Draco gave a huff of irate amusement and headed for the en-suite, leaving a confused puppy in his wake.
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Cold water crashed like thunder around Draco's white blond hair and he sighed, leaning in to the flow of ice cold water. His erection had calmed down considerably, so he turned the heat up slightly, sighing again as the warm water hit his shivering arms, soothing his tense muscles until he was sinking down the shower wall, staring at the water falling in to the plug and swirling twice before it disappeared. Thoughts in his head mirrored the process, there one moment and gone the next.
He didn't know why he kept thinking about her. He'd finally reached a good, steady relationship with Pansy because Weasley and Potter had disappeared, on some ridiculous mission to do good knowing Potter, and his attention had nowhere else to go but to the pug-nosed girl that had been crushing on him since first year. But of course that left Granger, and it... it was a little hard for Draco not to notice how she was growing up now her stupid Gang was gone. She was starting to walk with her head held high, books slipping from her arms and replaced by hair products and make-up, and Granger was almost beginning to look... dare he say it, hot.
Though if Draco's father heard him thinking this (and he had ways of hearing Draco's thoughts) he would be more than happy to hex Granger in to an ugly state, which was why Draco tried to keep his hands and mind off of Granger. Only in his dreams, or nightmares rather did she haunt him, with those kissable red lips, moist pink tongue darting out to wet them unconsciously every five seconds as she chattered incessantly at her new found friends, Lavender and Parvati. They were pretty enough but brainless, quite brainless, though if they were going to turn Granger in to a beautiful princess rather than the princess' local librarian Draco wasn't complaining at all.
--
Pulling himself from his thoughts of Granger and frowning at how he'd been hypnotised by the mere thought of her, Draco slipped a towel around his waist and opened the door, steam seeping in to his private Head Boy's dormitory, hiding the figure that stood unnoticed at his door, even as he crossed to his bed and let his towel fall free. Bailey was silent, which Draco found odd, and slowly he turned to see the open door, and his eyes traveled up from the smart black shoes to the slim, shapely legs to that skirt on those hips to a slender stomach, pert breasts... and his eyes came to meet hers, the chocolate brown he'd been imagining just seconds before.
Her mouth twitched in amusement and those brown eyes trailed down his body, one eyebrow raised before Draco had come to his senses and snatched up the towel, holding it in front of himself protectively.
'What are you doing here, Granger?' he spat, resentment hiding embarrassment and maybe a little desire as he glared at Granger. Damn her for her pretty face, and pretty body and... Draco could feel himself beginning to wake up again. So much for that cold shower.
Granger shrugged and gestured at the clock before exiting quickly, a blush creeping up her neck. Draco allowed his eyes to follow the curve of her ass for a moment before he turned to the clock and swore, dropping the towel again to reveal...
Oh god, Deja Vu much?
'This,' Draco decided mournfully as he headed back to the shower. 'Is going to be a long, long day.'
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So guys, like that chapter? I hope so, haha. Pleaaaase, as I said earlier, RATE & REVIEW. I'll give you cookieeees?
And special mention in the next chapter-literally. I will put you in the story if you give me a name! :3
(It won't be a main part unless you review every chapter, etc. Basically unless yer a dedicated fan. Hey, contest. Most dedicated fan becomes a main character! WOOHOO.)
:)
OKAY PEOPLE. We have a special guest here today, would you please welcome MR RONALD WEASLEY?!!
Ron-er, you can't summon me man, you don't OWN me. Get my VIBE?
Me-I DO. I OWN YOU D:
JK ROWLING- -gestures at Grawp-
OH LORD!
OKAY. I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER.
YET.
---
Okay, welcome to Chapter One. It's not very long, it's kind of like a Prologue I guess. Rate & Review please? :D I'll add another chapter when I've got a review. Or when I get muse! :3
Thanks everyone. I'm working on ideas now. Enjoy!
---
'Mm,' her soft, musical voice hummed as those beautiful pink lips closed around the zip of his jeans, tugging it lightly until it fell down to reveal deep black boxers. The brown-haired girl smirked at the sight of them, blowing softly on the bulge that inflated them and gave them... shape. The man to whom these boxers belonged groaned, back arching and forcing his crotch in to contact with the angel's lips. She grinned broadly, slipping her fingers in to the sides of his boxers, and Hermione Granger giggled a devious giggle like wind-chimes...
Draco yawned softly as he snuggled down under the thin silk duvet, eyes shut tight against the bright light that was only hidden by the heavy blue curtains. His door however, was partly open and a beam of light shone through directly on to Draco's face, casting an orange light through his closed eyelids.
Minutes passed and eventually Draco got bored of tracing the lines of his duvet over and over, and slowly he opened one eye to see a forest of bushy brown hair in front of him.
He jerked awake, scrambling back only to see that it was just his dog, Bailey, licking his leg firmly to wake him up. 'Alright, alright. Down, boy.' he muttered, locking his fingers around Bailey's snowy white curls and pushing his head down lightly. He immediately flopped obediently down in to a ball while Draco stood slowly, letting the duvet fall away from his waist to reveal his evident arousal. Bailey woofed eagerly, darting closer to see what was standing so tall and proud in front of her nose. She sniffed twice but before her tongue could dart out, Draco gave a huff of irate amusement and headed for the en-suite, leaving a confused puppy in his wake.
--
Cold water crashed like thunder around Draco's white blond hair and he sighed, leaning in to the flow of ice cold water. His erection had calmed down considerably, so he turned the heat up slightly, sighing again as the warm water hit his shivering arms, soothing his tense muscles until he was sinking down the shower wall, staring at the water falling in to the plug and swirling twice before it disappeared. Thoughts in his head mirrored the process, there one moment and gone the next.
He didn't know why he kept thinking about her. He'd finally reached a good, steady relationship with Pansy because Weasley and Potter had disappeared, on some ridiculous mission to do good knowing Potter, and his attention had nowhere else to go but to the pug-nosed girl that had been crushing on him since first year. But of course that left Granger, and it... it was a little hard for Draco not to notice how she was growing up now her stupid Gang was gone. She was starting to walk with her head held high, books slipping from her arms and replaced by hair products and make-up, and Granger was almost beginning to look... dare he say it, hot.
Though if Draco's father heard him thinking this (and he had ways of hearing Draco's thoughts) he would be more than happy to hex Granger in to an ugly state, which was why Draco tried to keep his hands and mind off of Granger. Only in his dreams, or nightmares rather did she haunt him, with those kissable red lips, moist pink tongue darting out to wet them unconsciously every five seconds as she chattered incessantly at her new found friends, Lavender and Parvati. They were pretty enough but brainless, quite brainless, though if they were going to turn Granger in to a beautiful princess rather than the princess' local librarian Draco wasn't complaining at all.
--
Pulling himself from his thoughts of Granger and frowning at how he'd been hypnotised by the mere thought of her, Draco slipped a towel around his waist and opened the door, steam seeping in to his private Head Boy's dormitory, hiding the figure that stood unnoticed at his door, even as he crossed to his bed and let his towel fall free. Bailey was silent, which Draco found odd, and slowly he turned to see the open door, and his eyes traveled up from the smart black shoes to the slim, shapely legs to that skirt on those hips to a slender stomach, pert breasts... and his eyes came to meet hers, the chocolate brown he'd been imagining just seconds before.
Her mouth twitched in amusement and those brown eyes trailed down his body, one eyebrow raised before Draco had come to his senses and snatched up the towel, holding it in front of himself protectively.
'What are you doing here, Granger?' he spat, resentment hiding embarrassment and maybe a little desire as he glared at Granger. Damn her for her pretty face, and pretty body and... Draco could feel himself beginning to wake up again. So much for that cold shower.
Granger shrugged and gestured at the clock before exiting quickly, a blush creeping up her neck. Draco allowed his eyes to follow the curve of her ass for a moment before he turned to the clock and swore, dropping the towel again to reveal...
Oh god, Deja Vu much?
'This,' Draco decided mournfully as he headed back to the shower. 'Is going to be a long, long day.'
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So guys, like that chapter? I hope so, haha. Pleaaaase, as I said earlier, RATE & REVIEW. I'll give you cookieeees?
And special mention in the next chapter-literally. I will put you in the story if you give me a name! :3
(It won't be a main part unless you review every chapter, etc. Basically unless yer a dedicated fan. Hey, contest. Most dedicated fan becomes a main character! WOOHOO.)
:)
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