Dramione Drabbles [twitter/Bluesky prompts]

Standing under the light post, Hermione hugged herself, waiting for the heat of her charm to warm her up. The winter frost was beautiful and magical, but it did little to calm her frustration.

Draco was late.

She blinked heavily when a tall man dressed in a black tuxedo emerged from the fenced path to her right, eyes fixed on her as he shuffled closer, like a creep. She groaned.

She fought the urge to hex him as he came to stand next to her under the light post. His deep voice made her shiver.

"What's a beautiful lady like you doing out here in the frigid cold, alone?"

"None of your business."

Unfortunately, he didn't take the hint. The man shuffled closer, shoving his hands in his trouser pockets as he leant against the light post.

"A woman such as yourself shouldn't be out this late. A man might think you're waiting for him and take advantage of you."

She rolled her eyes. "I'm waiting for my fiancé."

"And he left you here, all alone?" He chuckled. "Well, lucky for me, then."

Hermione scoffed, giving him a once over. "That's a bad pick up line."

He held a hand to his chest in mock hurt. "You wound me. I only wish to keep you company until your no good fiancé finally shows up."

"You're the no good one."

"Would it help if I told you I've never seen a more elegant and mesmerising creature my entire life and if she'd allow me, I'd take her to my very warm home, introduce her to my extensive library and then make love to her in the stacks for hours and hours?"

She cocked her eyebrow at him, disbelieving. "Hours and hours?"

"All night, if the lady so wishes."

"I don't know," she said, pretending to think it over. "I worry you won't have the stamina to keep up with me."

Grey eyes sparkled with mischief and sincerity and he held a hand to his heart. "I promise you many, many orgasms, my goddess."

She couldn't help it. Hermione let out a bark of laughter, breaking character. "You really are incorrigible."

Draco kissed her forehead. "I'm really sorry I was late. I want to make it up to you."

"By lasting all night?"

He frowned, recognising the challenge for what it was. "Yes."

She twisted away from him as he reached for her. "Hm."

"I accept your challenge, witch," he growled.

His pride was at stake now.

"Much better," she whispered and twisted back to him, lifting her head to catch his lips as he descended towards her.

Draco bit her lip. "I'm going to shag you so hard you'll be walking funny for a week."

"Sounds more like you're all talk," she teased and he embraced her, pulling Hermione flush against him so suddenly she let out a yelp of surprise.

"Game on," he whispered against her lips as he apparated them home to do just that.