Five kisses between Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy:
“How mad would you be if I kissed you right now?”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Ah fuck it, there’s no time.”
And that was all the warning Draco had before Granger stood on her tiptoes and smashed her lips against his.
“How mad would you be if I kissed you right now?”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Ah fuck it, there’s no time.”
And that was all the warning Draco had before Granger stood on her tiptoes and smashed her lips against his.
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It was their first kiss and their worst.
When she stepped away from him, with a sheepish expression on her face, Draco raised a brow.
“The fuck, Granger?”
It was their first kiss and their worst.
When she stepped away from him, with a sheepish expression on her face, Draco raised a brow.
“The fuck, Granger?”
“His uncle is head of my department. If I hex him, my discretionary budget for the year will be channeled to Magical Games.”
“And you kissed me because…?”
“Well with those high standards, it’s a wonder you settled on me at all.” He began to walk away, but her hand gripped his forearm.
He stood there and pretended to weigh his options. “What’s in it for me?”
Granger scowled. “I’ll sign off on the permits you need.”
“Deal.”
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