[R: seventy one]

"Draco, please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"Are you that—" Draco took a step back on his way to their bath after hearing a sniffle "Are you because I won't shag you?" a laugh of disbelief escaping his lips.

"No." Hermione sniffled yet again "I most certainly am not."

"I told you, Granger, I'm not touching you while—"

"While I'm dealing with Dark Magic, but Draco, I haven't even done it in two days!" Hermione exclaimed, dramatically falling back on their bed as she sniffled again.

"You're getting your period soon, aren't you?" Draco sighed, a smile dancing at the edge of his lips "C'mere."

"No."

"Granger, come here." He said more firmly

Hermione huffed, standing up to walk over to him with a stubborn expression on her face "Yes?"

"You are the single most exasperating woman I've ever met." Draco muttered, abruptly pressing his lips against hers "I love you." He said quietly.

"If I'm exasperating, you're—"

"Granger, "

Draco lightly tugged at her hair, tilting her mouth up to his as he leaned down to kiss her. Hermione moaned into his kiss, rushing to unbutton his shirt as they walked, tongues locked and dancing, into the bath that Draco drew for himself.

", I like this shirt." Draco murmured, trailing kisses down her jaw as he let her practically rip the shirt off of him.

"You can buy another one." Hermione murmured, a soft moan escaping her mouth as Draco took her lips into his, tongue dancing with hers. He threw her nightgown over her head so easily, it made Hermione warmer down .

Draco stepped into the bath, tugging at her hand to urge her to join him, sinking deep into the water. It was a tub big enough to fit four comfortably—the Room of Requirement outdid itself making this. Hermione grinned, pulling herself into his arms, legs wrapped around his torso "I quite like this. We should do this more often."

Draco chuckled, pressing a kiss on her nose "As often as you'll behave."

"I behave." Hermione frowned

Draco flipped their positions, pushing Hermione against the wall of the tub "Really?" He whispered in her ear, pressing his erection against her behind "How much can you behave, then?"

"." Hermione moaned, pushing her hips against him ", I want you."

"Keep still." He ordered softly in her ear, pressing a kiss on her shoulder "You move, I stop. Understand?"

"." Hermione begged

"Understand?" His hands were firm on her hips, keeping her in position despite every nerve in her body screaming for her to grind against him.

"." She breathed "I understand."

"Good girl."

His hands were as quick as his mouth on hers, sending lines of fires down her navel as his fingers left a trail of bubbles down her chest. With Draco trying to kiss her from behind, Hermione's neck was angled such that she knew she was going to be sore in places other than between her legs after this.

Draco kept a hand on one of her breasts, fingers toying with her erected nipple while his other hand slipped between her things "." Hermione moaned into his mouth, relishing in the feel of his fingers slipping into her pussy as if it were the first time.

His fingers moved torturously slow.

Inside, out, rubbing slow circles on her clit while she struggled to contain her whines in her throat "." She whispered, hips grinding against his hand.

Draco immediately pulled his hand away, gripping her hip "What did I say?"

"You're killing me." Hermione complained

" killing me." Draco growled lowly in her ear, his erection pressing teasingly against her behind. So close yet so far. "Dark magic, Hermione?"

"I already said ." She bit back "Draco, ."

"." He reminded lowly, trailing kisses down her neck as his hand slipped back in between her thighs, starting the slow torturous circles once again. Even under water, he could feel how slick she was in between the lips—how swollen she'd gotten from being turned on.

She wasn't going to last very long at this rate, deprived from his touch—but he wanted her to cum around him.

His fingers played with her like he was playing the piano, expertly and so gracefully it drove Hermione insane.

She didn't want soft and slow, she wanted him hard and fast. "Malfoy, please, let me cum." She moaned, eyes closing as she felt the slow build in her navel intensify. Draco's fingers quickened their pace, abruptly moving so fast inside Hermione it made her yelp in pleasured surprise. His left hand gripped her breast, pulling her tight against him, letting her feel how hard he was against her arse as he fucked her with his fingers.

"Oh, God, ." Hermione moaned, gripping the edge of the tub. Just when she thought he was going to let her cum, he pulled his fingers out abruptly "!" She cried out in protest.

"Hush." He rasped in her ear, breathing heavily. Without so much as a warning, he pushed himself deep into her swollen cunt, deep and hard against her slick flesh.

Hermione's moans filled the room, her body pressed hard against the wall of the tub, lip tucked behind her teeth "Oh , Malfoy." Instinctively, her hips pushed back against his, meeting his thrust.

"Keep , Granger." He growled

Hermione gripped the edge of tub tighter, letting out a dry sob "Please, ." She begged.

Her pleas drove Draco to thrust into her harder and faster, turning them into moans that echoed against the marble walls of their bath. Hermione's eyes closed as her flesh tried to memorize the feeling of him inside her, branding his touch into her mind while their skin burned against each other in the height of their passion.

Draco's hands gripped her hips firmly, pulling her against him on every thrust, feeling as if he couldn't be close enough to her skin. He was fucking her so deep and so fast, the water around them softly waved as they moved in their quick rhythm.

"Let it go for me, my love." Draco whispered in her ear through gritted teeth "Give it to me."

Hermione felt as if her heart and soul were flying as her body sang under his touch, under his every thrust into her. She pulled him down, kissing him fervently as her nerves exploded and her body came undone from his touch. Moaning against his lips, Hermione whispered "I love you." Over and over as he, too, came undone inside her.

———

"The Felix Felicis potion is, as I mentioned, one of the most complex potions to exist. Brew it perfectly and you'll have luck on your side, brew it horribly and well..." Slughorn shrugged "I have seen the progress you made in these last weeks and might I say, I am quite amazed at how pristine and impressive your works have been. With that said, you have the rest of the class to finalize the potion for submission—the pair that brews the most perfect one gets to keep it."