NEW version that hopefully makes more sense! Finally got around to it..Its been sitting on my computer since March!
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"Ughh" I groan. I'm awake again. And again, I'm not alone. I blink my eyes open to see that bossy know-it-all right beside me. More curled into me actually. I need to stop shagging Hermione Granger. Absentmindedly, I started playing with her curly tresses.
"Morning, Malfoy." She mumbled into my chest. Her warm breathe gave me goose-bumps. I smirk. She's the only one who can do that to me. Make my body react that way. She looks up to see my face and smiles. I smile back. Why do I love that smile? That face. Every time I wake up and see it, I feel so happy and content.
"Morning Granger. How was the shag last night? Amazing right, I will say you have improved on your technique and your moans have become quite enticing and loud." I chuckle at her facial expression. She was cringing and looked slightly ashamed.
"Must you be so crude?" She slaps my arm that was slithering around her waist. "And I was not...loud." She blushed. I love when she does that. She could do the most dirty, sinful things, but then blush like a virgin at the mere mention of sex acts.
"Would you like a recap of last night to remind you that you were indeed a sex goddess? I mean, you were nowhere as good as me, but you will do." I roll on top of her and she blushes even a deeper shade of red. Soon, her playful face takes on a look of anxiety and mild anger when she was able to turn her head to stare at the digital clock on the nightstand.
"Fuck, Malfoy! I told you to wake me up before 7! Shit I'm, going to be late again!" She shoved my chest firmly and I reluctantly roll over.
"So no recap then?" I ask as I watch her put on the clothes I ripped off her body last night. She turned and glared at me.
"These were my favorite knickers, you prat!" She held up her black and blue lace knickers.
"I'll buy you some new ones. I don't even understand why you even go to work. You don't need the money, it's pointless really." She continued to dress and replied;
"I actually like to work. You know do something valuable with my time instead of wasting my time and energy on pointless playboy things like you do." I roll my eyes at her remark and make my way to my bathroom.
"You can join me if you want." I yelled before I enter the steaming hot shower. I hear my bedroom door being slammed knowing that she had just left in a huff. "That Granger."
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