A/N: Hello readers! Incredible response for the first chapter. A number of you requested for me to continue the story and so I did! And here it is. Sorry about the wait, life gets in the way sometimes and it does suck. Hopefully you enjoy the chapter and as always, send me the feedback.
Chapter 2
"So let me get this straight," a strangely emotionless Ginny paced in front of Hermione's fireplace in her cosy living room. "Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, yours, Harry's and Ron's school enemy, was stuck in a lift with you for 10 mins and you nearly had sex?" Hermione sheepishly looked at the ground. "Yes.." She mumbled.
"Then he gave you his number secretly and winked at you?" Ginny laughed at her friend's guilty expression.
"Well it's not like I initiated it, he came onto me with his stupid "actually, we'll be screwing" line. I don't have a boyfriend, why do I feel so guilty about this?" Hermione joined the redhead pacing in front of her fireplace.
Ginny stared thoughtfully at the small business card with the Blonde's number on it. "I think we should call it."
Hermione nearly blew up, "What? No, I could never call him. I don't know what I would say? Hey, want to have sex this time around? Come to mine and we'll have a nice fuck?" She sat down in her favourite armchair. Normally she read in it, not stressed out in it.
"What if I call for you? I know exactly what I would say." Ginny grinned evilly at the thought.
"NO. No, no, no, no and no. No way am I letting you organise a day for us to fuck. Plus, what would he say if he found out I told you about the elevator?"
"To be honest, I think he would bring up the idea for a threesome." Hermione's jaw dropped in shock. "Relax, I'm just messing with you. You need to stop taking my jokes so seriously." Hermione plonked down in her armchair, glaring at her best friend.
"Well joke or not, it still doesn't solve my problem does it."
Hermione bit her lip as she stared down at the card in her slender fingers. Her eyes darted to the phone next to her and back again to those now familiar numbers. He wouldn't have given me his number if he didn't want me to call. If I leave it any longer it might seem like I don't want to. Oh why the hell not? I'm sure he'll give me a good night.
She reached over and grabbed the phone, carefully pushing the correct numbers so she didn't make any mistakes and took a deep breath in an attempt to calm her fluttering heart.
"Hello, Healer Malfoy speaking," Oh god his voice was so sexy. No wait, Hermione Granger doesn't think those sorts of things, especially about Draco Malfoy. God no. She cleared her throat.
"Hi, this is Hermione. You gave me your number?" She decided to take the easy way out and leave it to him to say something.
"So I did." Okay, maybe not.
"And I'm calling it."
"Well yes, obviously." Oh god she was going to have to say it
"Well, I- I just wanted to say.." She stuttered, why was she so nervous talking to him and asking for sex?
"Oh spit it out Granger, my time is limited and precious." God he's arrogant, what am I even doing
"Have some patience, I just get nervous asking for that sort of thing."
"OH." She could almost hear the smirk in his voice. "You want to finish what we started?" Damn it, why was he so cocky?
"Well, yeah I guess," Hermione replied, trying to seem casual.
"Okay, well meet me at the Three Broomsticks in an hour and we can discuss our situation." And with that he hung up. An hour? She couldn't wait that long!
In the mean time, she decided, I'll tell Ginny what he said.
55 minutes later Hermione was dressed in a tight black skirt with her favourite deep purple top. Underneath, she wore a matching bra and panties that were green with black lace. Her outfit was obviously chosen by Ginny, as if she would choose such an outfit for herself. When she had checked her reflection to make sure nothing was out of place, Hermione picked up her wand and disapparated.
She appeared seconds later in an alley close to the Three Broomsticks. She really didn't need to apparate to some alley, but it was a force of habit from apparating around the muggle world. As she walked purposefully toward the inn she began to wonder what would happen. Would they just talk? Have a drink? End up in one of their apartments? Thinking about it just made the nervous butterflies in her stomach go crazy.
Hermione pushed the door to the inn open and the warm air hit her, pushing out any nervous feelings she had previously. Clearly, the bar atmosphere had something to do with it. She scanned the room quickly, looking for either Malfoy or an empty booth to sit in. She spotted him sitting with his back to her, near the front windows.
Hermione straightened her already straight shoulders and stalked over, trying to appear confident as she quite possibly went to make a deal with the devil.
"Malfoy." She nodded her head to acknowledge him as she sat down as gracefully as she could.
"Trying to seduce me Granger? Don't worry, it'll happen in due time." His signature smirk spread on his face as they stared each other down.
"Look, if you're going to make jokes and put me down, I am leaving."
"But we both know that's not quite true." His face never changing from the arrogant smirk he had on his face.
No it's not, Hermione agreed silently in her mind.
"Okay, so you know what I want, do you want the same thing?" This tiptoeing around the phrase 'want to have sex with you' was really not putting her in a confident light.
"If you want to fuck me, then yes. But the problem is, if my family ever found out about this," He gestured between them. "They might kill us both. And I'm not exaggerating in the slightest." That wiped the smirk off of his face.
"Right, so you want me to keep this a secret. Done. I don't want Harry or Ron to find out about this either." His face turned sour as she mentioned their names.
"Okay and if this is going to work and so we don't end up hexing one another, you can't mention either of them.
"Sure. You can't mention that bitch Pansy either."
"Done. Also, is it an on going thing or a one timer?"
Part of Hermione thought on going almost straight away, but another part was extremely reluctant to let it go on. This was only supposed to be a let out all that sexual tension and keep going about your business thing. Her lips, apparently, had minds of their own. "On going. If that's all right with you. But if I get a boyfriend, this stops immediately."
"Deal. The same goes for me. I'll send for you when I feel like it." And with that, he swept out of his chair and out the door before she could even respond to him.
That arrogant prick! Who is he to have the last word? Oh that's right. The guy you went to, to have sex. GOD, why was he being so idiotic. Hermione fumed as she left the pub and apparated back to the comfy confines of her apartment.
A/N: So, hope you liked it. No smut in this chapter, sorry! It will most definitely be in the next one! I will upload as soon as it's written and edited. Hopefully it will be a little faster than this one.
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