You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave (sandystarr88) wrote in het_reccers,
You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave
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A Jerk By Nature (or; The Night Before The Morning After The Night Before) by thimble_kiss (NC-17)

Fandom Category: Harry Potter
Pairing: Hermione Granger/Cormac McLaggen
Fic Title: A Jerk By Nature (or; The Night Before The Morning After The Night Before)
Author: thimble_kiss
Link: http://thimble-kiss.livejournal.com/52990.html
Rating/Warning(s): NC-17 / sex
Genre: Romance, Humor
WIP?: No
Special Rec: 12/30

Why This Must Be Read: Because Cormac McLaggen is an asshole, and the author never forgets it. I loved Cormac's directness and Hermione's initial reluctance to get involved with him was true to canon and very much in character for her. But there's an obvious attraction between them both and this fun, sexy piece will have you loving this rare pairing.

"I like your hair like that."

The low drawl at her back was followed by the light, warm touch of a finger tracing her nape, and Hermione could feel the small hairs there rising in response.

"I beg your pardon?" she squeaked out, flushed and indignant. She knew all too well who was at her back, and she only wished she'd had the composure to face him without a blush and that revealing break in her voice.

Sure enough, he was smugly aware of her reaction when she turned. He was leaning on his crutch, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth, but his gaze was intense. Long-lashed, golden hazel. Not, of course, that the colour of his eyes or the length of his lashes were relevant to her irritation.

"Yep. I love it. Mostly because it makes me think of undoing it, pin by pin." He lowered his deep voice even more, practically whispering as his fingers played with the strands that had curled loose around her face in the steady drizzle of rain. "Lock by lock."

"My hair doesn't have 'locks'," she said flatly. Her pulse hammered near her throat as she stepped back, out of his touch. "Stop doing that," she all but barked, raising her hand and swiping his hand away. His grin told her that she'd given him exactly what he'd wanted, and she silently cursed herself. She cast a protective charm against the rain which she made a point not to extend to include him, before she grudgingly asked, "How is the leg coming along?"

Grudging though it might be, the question was asked from actual curiosity. McLaggen was Ron's rival for the Keeper place on the team, so it was only natural that she took an interest in his progress.

He glanced down at his leg. "Not bad. I can walk without this bloody thing now-" he raised the crutch slightly -"though I'm still under Healer's instructions to relieve the leg when I can." He laid a large hand across his broad chest in an eloquent and completely insincere gesture. "Granger, I'm touched. I didn't know you cared."

I don't, was on the tip of her tongue, but she just couldn't bring herself to be that openly rude. Not even to McLaggen, and not even when he was looking at her with mockery in his gaze and daring her to say it.
Tags: fandom: harry potter, ship: hermione granger/cormac mclaggen, special reccer: sandystarr88
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