UNDISCLOSED DESIRES

I want to reconcile the violence in your heart
I want to recognize your beauty is not just a mask
I want to exorcise the demons from your past
I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart
- Muse

Draco Malfoy could not comprehend how a mudblood, especially one as clever and brainy as her, could be so mind blowingly delicious in bed. He was disgusted at the thought of enjoying that extreme pleasure with filthy blooded Granger but the heat, the intensity, the complete ecstasy broke his will every single time and he found himself yet again in the Room Of Requirement with the bushy haired, fast maturing girl. He could have never imagined, in a hundred years, that under her slightly over sized, black, school robes, she had the body of a Goddess. Smooth and curvy, innocent in a way that was unexplainable. Draco had tried - tried so hard to stay away from that mesmerizing body but one he was in, there was no going back. The craving had him running to her at the end of every week, his will broken, his pride forgotten and trampled on as the clothes were ripped from her body.

It was dark in the Room of Requirement; It always was. Draco and Hermione would try to fool themselves by thinking that someone else was lying beside them, someone not so distinctly different from them. Draco imagined a girl of Slytherin, a pure blood, some one he would be proud to show his family to, someone worthy of holding the Malfoy name one day. To Hermione, the stranger in the darkness was a boy, a simple boy, devoid of issues and not completely submerged in darkness.

His hand was resting on her creamy hip, slowly traveling up her body, making her eyes roll back and shiver, despite the light sheen of sweat covering her body. The hand was rough against her smooth skin, but Hermione liked that in a sick kind of way. There were so many things she liked that she could not explain; his cold, gray eyes sent shivers down her spine, his tall, thin body did not match with her short curvy one but she liked that. Somehow, it reminded her that this … thing with Draco was nothing serious; they had no goal, no aim. It was just the two of them enjoying the indescribable pleasure that they brought each other.

Draco cupped her breast, running his thumb over the erect peak. He hear Hermione moan softly, and despite his recent thoughts, he smirked. She arched her back, giving him proper exposure to her breasts, begging him in a way that had an almost animal like growl ripping from Draco's throat. He bent his head and slowly circled the nipple with his tongue before gathering up every bit of restrain in his body and throwing his legs off the bed.

He gathered his clothes from the foot of it, pulling on his black pants. He grabbed the white shirt, and pulled it on, slowly closing the buttons. From the darkness, she heard him whisper in a hoarse and raspy voice, dripping with need, "When will be the next time?"

He finished doing the last button on his shirt and ran a hand through his light blonde hair, a little light falling from the ceiling and illuminating his gray eyes, "Maybe tomorrow. Maybe in a week, a month, a year. Don't ask such stupid questions, Granger - you know I don't have the answer to that."

He heard her sigh deeply before falling back on to the bed, which had moved quite a couple of inches from the wall due to their activity on it. "I don't think I can do this anymore, Malfoy."

"No," he snapped, picking up his wand from where he left it, "We have a deal and we're going to keep it, until both of us want it to expire, yeah? And, Granger, judging by this last session, I don't think you want our little deal to end."

Hermione blushed furiously, "You don't want it to either."

"I never denied that," he said cooly, grabbing his jacket and pulling it on, slipping the wand into his jean's pockets, "Until next time, Granger."

So yeah, I've decided to step out of my little shell of The Marauders. :P I only ever write stories about them because they were not fully described in Harry Potter, leaving room for your own traits. I never wanted to write fics about the golden trio or any other characters because I was afraid I might screw them up. But I decided to take a risk and here you are, with my very first Dramione. I hope you all like it and please keep on reading, the chapters will get longer, better, darker and smuttier. I warned you, yeah? :P

Please review! Tell me what you think? Please? :D