A lil tease of Dramione to come...
EWE, M, Draco/Hermione...
“That. Stop doing that with that bloody biro.” Draco’s voice had taken on a husky tenor and his tongue followed the same path Granger’s did as she wet her lips. He could have sworn her eyes were plain brown, but now he was this close he could see signs of green around the pupils and light gold ribbons throughout. They were kind of, pretty, he supposed. If eyes happened to be your thing and they weren’t, not for Draco. Not on this girl anyhow.
“My biro?” Hermione questioned but it was more of a whimper as the tip of Draco’s nose brushed against the round of her cheek. Merlin, he hadn’t realised he was that close, but she smelled so good. He had been right before, her skin was soft there. Gods, she had incredibly long lashes, so dark and full and framing her eyes just right. He only noticed these though, because she was blinking so rapidly. Not because he was looking.
“And stop with the questions, Hermione, do you know how annoying it is that you never answer anything without phrasing it as another question?”
“I do?” she squeaked after the pink tip of her tongue flicked out across her bottom lip once more. Her fucking mouth, why was she always doing something to make him look at her mouth?
“That. Stop doing that with that bloody biro.” Draco’s voice had taken on a husky tenor and his tongue followed the same path Granger’s did as she wet her lips. He could have sworn her eyes were plain brown, but now he was this close he could see signs of green around the pupils and light gold ribbons throughout. They were kind of, pretty, he supposed. If eyes happened to be your thing and they weren’t, not for Draco. Not on this girl anyhow.
“My biro?” Hermione questioned but it was more of a whimper as the tip of Draco’s nose brushed against the round of her cheek. Merlin, he hadn’t realised he was that close, but she smelled so good. He had been right before, her skin was soft there. Gods, she had incredibly long lashes, so dark and full and framing her eyes just right. He only noticed these though, because she was blinking so rapidly. Not because he was looking.
“And stop with the questions, Hermione, do you know how annoying it is that you never answer anything without phrasing it as another question?”
“I do?” she squeaked after the pink tip of her tongue flicked out across her bottom lip once more. Her fucking mouth, why was she always doing something to make him look at her mouth?