sugar & spice

chapter thirteen

She woke up some indeterminate time later with an impossible need to use the loo.

The room was dark, save for the glow of the moon illuminating Draco's face in sleep. He looked a bit younger in this state of absolute relaxation, and terribly handsome.

A grin tugged at her lips, the afterglow of their lovemaking not having worn off, not yet. But she really did need to use the restroom, so staring at Draco and playing back through the pleasure he'd given her would have to wait.

Careful not to trip over anything, Hermione made her way over to the pile of strewn clothes at the foot of the bed. It was an indistinguishable mess of dark fabric, and while she could've cast a quick lumos, she didn't want to risk waking Draco with the light.

Slipping on her skirt and-there was her shirt, perfect-she forwent shoes, instead hastily buttoning her top. The chances of her running into anyone were slim, the restroom directly across the hall from the bedroom and at the very end of the hall furthest from the common room. She slipped from the bedroom, closing the door as softly as she could, and-

Her hand flew to her throat as she swallowed down her gasp at nearly running smack dab into-Theo.

"Merlin." She took a deep breath. "You gave me such a fright."

Theo chuckled quietly. The hall was illuminated with dim, golden hewed light on either side, just enough brightness to see him survey her from top to bottom. He smirked broadly. "Your buttons don't match."

She glanced down and pinched her lips together. They were all askew, even revealing a strange swath of skin above her naval. She flushed. "Whoops."

"I take it you had a...nice night?" He waggled his brows.

She snorted. "I did. And I'd love to chat, but I really need to pee."

Theo stepped aside and swept his hand out. "All yours."

Shutting the door, she quickly took care of business. She was a touch sore between her legs and rather...achy in places she'd never ached, but nothing major. She flushed, washed her hands and dried them, and left the room.

Theo was standing in the hall where she'd left him, only now he was propped against the wall, hands in his pockets.

"What time is it?" she asked.

He shrugged. "A little after two, I believe."

Her eyes widened. She'd been out of it for hours. "Two? Where have you been?"

"Detention, remember?" he said.

"Not until two in the morning."

Theo wiggled his head. "No. I finished up around ten and came back here."

Here...where she and Draco had been...her face heated. "Oh."

"You were sleeping." He grinned devilishly. "Though I did get a bit of an eyeful while I slipped into the room to change."

Not like it wasn't anything he either hadn't seen or wouldn't see soon.

"Why didn't you wake us?" she asked.

"You looked comfortable and I didn't want to intrude," he said. "I figured it was a bit of a... special occasion."

She bit her lip, smiling. Draco had certainly seen to it that it was. "You could say that."

His brows lifted. "So, Hermione Granger's no longer a virgin?"

She shook her head. "Definitely not."

"Definitely not?" Theo grinned. "So I take it your introduction to the pleasures of lovemaking was an enjoyable experience?"

A touch bashfully, she nodded. "Very."