A/N: I would first like to thank April (Yehey!), my beta reader and the goddess behind The
Draco and Hermione Fanfiction Archive. Thanks for encouraging me to write a fanfic even if
what I am currently studying has nothing to do with writing. Thanks, buddy.

A big grateful hug to Paolo and Veena, my zoology group mates, who had to endure my
ravings about the D/H pairing and gave me so many ideas for plots and stuff.

Thank you for all my friends who share my love for D/H fics and encourage me to read more.

And, last but not the least, I thank my parents for the love, the computer, the electricity, the
modem, and the internet cards. I hope you never read the NC17 parts of my story.

I am so melodramatic. ^_^

If you don’t want…ehem…adult material, don’t read the italicized parts of chapter 1. Thanks.
Mwah! PLEASE REVIEW!!! It’s my first fic.^_^

Control

by Selena Snape
 
 

Chapter 1
 

As silently as she could manage, Minerva McGonagall whispered, "At the count of three...."

Dumbledore gave a brief nod of agreement. Around them, the other Hogwarts professors were
pale, gripping their wands tightly, sweat forming on their foreheads and above their lips.

Following the events of the Triwizard Tournament and Harry's testimony regarding the
reemergence of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, Dumbledore and the professors he trusted
installed an alarm system in Hogwarts, which is activated after each night's evening curfew.
More than a year after its installation, members of the Hogwarts teaching staff were standing
outside the transfiguration classroom, shaken by the first ever tripping of the alarms. Whoever
or whatever had gone into the off-limits area was still there.

"One...two...three..."

Professor Snape quickly muttered the words to unlock the classroom door and Professor
Lupin, who had returned as the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at the beginning of the
term, quickly charged into the room. The other professors soon followed only to find Remus
Lupin unmoving and with an open-mouthed stare.

They followed the direction of his gaze only to become as stunned as he. Red-faced, Professor
Sprout quickly looked away.

Meanwhile, the moans were getting louder.
 

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Beads of sweat rolled down Hermione's back as she rocked her hips rhythmically against
Draco's. Never taking his eyes of his, she bent her body forward so her tongue could
slowly trace the outlines of his lips. She slowly moved her hands from his abdomen to his
chest, spreading her fingers over the slick, rippling muscles. He sighed with contentment.
She braced herself with her hands as her hips began to make tiny circles on top of his.

"Aaaaaaaaaaah."

The sound may have been hers or Draco's. In truth, it did not matter. As she threw her
head back with a moan, she knew that the heat and pleasure that drenched her senses were
engulfing him as well. With every move, touch and taste, they aimed to give as much as
they were receiving from the other.

From where it had cupped her breast, his hand moved languorously upward, tracing her
collarbone then caressing her neck with a thumb. His fingers curled around her nape and,
with the gentlest of pressures, brought their lips together.

She moaned against his mouth as the fingers that had been guiding the motion of her hips
dug into her flesh. His tongue entered her mouth for a kiss that made both of them insensible
to the danger of either one or both of them falling off the desk as they shifted positions.

He pushed her ankle on the table towards her, raising her knee, letting him go deeper inside
her. He sank his teeth into the soft skin at the side of her neck. She squirmed under him as he
lapped up her blood.

The ferocity with which they mated was undiminished by the entry of the teachers into the
classroom.
 

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Professor McGonagall was the first to move.

"Ms. Granger! Mr. Malfoy! S-s-stop that at once!"

She was shocked to find two of her students - especially those who seemed to particularly detest
each other - in such a compromising situation. Shee was even more shocked to see them doing
something that improper on top of a desk in HER classroom. But what completely made her blood
boil - and completely banished any other rational thoughts that urged her to wonder how they had
gotten into an area charmed to be off-limits to any student - was that they did not stop even when
they had already been discovered by their teachers! In fact, the two were continuing their rigorous
activity in plain sight. It was enough to make her stutter as she addressed - no, shouted at- the pair.

But the two did not stop. It was like they did not hear anything at all.

Completely embarrassed, Professor Flitwick swallowed several times before he stepped forward
and opened his mouth to speak. Suddenly, a greenish golden aura appeared around the area near
Draco and Hermione. Professor Flitwick was hurled back. He hit the wall several feet above the
ground before he slipped down against its rough surface and landed hard on the floor. Professor
Lupin and Professor Sprout hurried to his side.

McGonagall instinctively moved towards the students.

"No, Minerva. It will be of no avail for us to approach them before they have finished what they
have been set to do. For now, it would be best that we attend to our injured colleague." Dumbledore
was referring to the tiny teacher who was bleeding.

"You're saying they were sent here? Controlled?"

"Well, they were certainly helped," Snape replied. "No student, not even the likes of Granger and
Malfoy, could have entered this room. Even if they could, do you think they'd do it to make out?"
His eyes darkened as he spoke.

"Do we just leave them here? Let them...continue?!"

"Of course not! Surely you, Professor Dumbledore, know how to get them out?"

"I'm afraid, Severus, that to try to stop this mind control will pose a danger not only to ourselves, as
we have already seen, but to Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger as well. We cannot risk their lives." A
resigned silence fell across the room.

There was no question in any of their minds as to who was behind what was happening.
 
 
 

Chapter 2