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It was as if he had been thrust right back into The Great fucking Hall… The way she moved through his flat as if she weren’t concerned with anything apart from her own agenda.
It was infuriating then and it was infuriating now. The inescapable knowledge that he would always be the second tier. Second in knowledge and prowess. Second to Potter and fucking Weasley… Always behind, always waiting, always the lesser choice.
So, yes, watching her waltz through his home as if she were doing him the favor was more than he could bear. Draco struggled to remember that she had come to him for help; that SHE needed HIM. All he could see was the untouchable Hermione Granger strolling through his living room with her nose turned up and the round edge of her lips puckered in (what seemed to be) anticipated defiance.
Why were her hackles already raised? As if Draco were really the one with the power in the situation…
Oh. Wait…
That’s right.
Draco smirked as he remembered why she was even here.
Yes. SHE needed HIM.
Granger turned to face him for the first time since entering his flat and Draco tried to ignore the irritation that settled over him. How was it that even in the drab London light, her fucking curls still shined?
The gentle patter of rain began to sound against the back wall, which was primarily glass, displaying his view of muggle London.
“Interesting view, Malfoy,” her voice was heavier than the situation called for.
Draco ignored the note of sarcasm in her comment and instead moved closer. The little witch didn’t disappoint, as with each step he took she took a small one back. In no time at all Draco had her pressed firmly against the cool glass, his body mere inches from hers.
“Do you really want to discuss the view, Granger?”
Draco couldn’t help himself. She was so close and all he could smell was sweet cream and strawberries… he took a deep breath and closed his eyes in appreciation.
“Look, I don’t need to be here any longer than necessary, Malfoy. Can you just kiss me and be done with it? I have other engagements that need my attention and…”
Draco heard every word that fell from her swotty little mouth, but still, he couldn’t help his hand from running up her hip and across her belly - effectively silencing her.
“Would you stop that,” she asked-her voice no more than a whisper. Draco turned his darkening gaze to her large brown eyes and smirked.
“What’s the matter Granger, are you finally out of your depth?”
Hermione glared at him as his hand remained steadfast on her abdomen. She ignored how hard she was breathing and focused on the fact she needed to take control back. Draco could practically hear her thinking and progressed to lean further into her space. He wasn’t obscenely tall, but he was significantly taller than her.
The blonde wizard lowered his head to run his lips along the sensitive skin of her throat. “Malfoy, this is hardly-”
“Granger, would you please, for all our sakes, just stop,” Draco continued his assault on her neck while she stumbled for words. He needed to keep her out of her head, keep her distracted, keep her…
Yea… that sounded perfect.
Just, keep her.
“Look, Draco, I know you’re just as ready to have this stupid soulmate bond determined, so either kiss me or let me leave. I didn’t come here for all of this,” Hermione’s voice was terribly forceful and with her hand firmly against his chest, Draco had to pause and consider. “Take it or leave it, Malfoy.”
Draco lifted his hand to coil one of her curls around his finger, a stoic expression keeping his raging emotions hidden quite nicely.
“Well, first," he breathed against her skin, "I much prefer it when you call me Draco, love.” His empty hand slid over her shoulder and wrapped firmly around her delicate neck. Hermione let out a groan of anticipation and slid her hands down his broad chest to hold onto his waist. “And second," he traced his straight nose along the curve of her cheek, "you should trust, Granger, that I am going to take it all,” Draco inhaled her shuttering breath as he descended, finally laying claim to his soulmate’s perfect lips.