Give and Receive

Disclaimer: I don't own HP or any of the characters or ideas related. This is written purely for fun and not profit: D (also some of the chapter titles are songs and quotes also not by me)

I have done some editing to this story for those who've already started to read it. Nothing major just making it clearer to read so bare with me.

Set during 5th year and sticks mostly to the plot but strays a little (obviously because of the story line).The rating is for future chapters(sexual and violent scenes) I hope you enjoy my first multi chapter fic!

Draco

Prefect meetings are so boring. Draco's mind wandered as he sat listening to the heads of houses drone on about the safety of students and other uninteresting nonsense. He wasn't in the bloody mood to pay attention. This was not what he wanted to be doing this time of night. Or rather, who he wanted to be doing.

This time last night he was having a very eventful time indeed with Lavender Brown. And he didn't care that she was a Gryffindor; she was hot and easy, just his type. As news of his sexual prowess started to spread around the school the end of 4th year, Draco had become arguably the most desirable boy at Hogwarts.

He didn't have to try much to attract girls to him. In fact he was just as rude as he had always been, but perhaps it was his reputation. Not to mention he had matured into a fit teen with a lean body the girls (and some boys) couldn't help but admire. Either way he wasn't concerned by the reason girls were attracted to someone who cared about nothing but sex from them. He could care less about their delusional motives.

All that mattered was that he got his one objective. In fact he made it a rule not to shag the same girl twice. His approach was to spot out the girls most likely to put out and hone in on them. It wasn't difficult for him. However, occasionally he did like to try for a challenge. He wanted this usually when the girls throwing themselves at him bored him too much.

His most recent conquest target was quite surprising even to himself. She was someone who he was once literally disgusted by. Definitely not worthy of his Malfoy name. That was a time before hormones and puberty had kicked in. Now Draco was not as preoccupied with the blood status of his conquests as he was with their physical attractiveness. After all it's not as if he could catch dirty blood just by fucking a girl and he always used protection.

Hermione Granger was definitely not ugly though her hair was still bushy. He was hardly looking at her face, because she had filled out and become quite curvy (he first realized it during the Yule Ball last year). Though she wore nothing revealing, he noticed it and he was all the more intrigued by her. He often wondered if she was aware of him trying to x-ray her with his eyes during their classes together. He hoped for it actually.

He didn't think he'd imagined the slight blush she had in potions yesterday but if she noticed other times she hid it well staying completely focused on the lessons. Just as she now paid rapt attention to the prefect meeting that was growing exponentially longer and duller. He sat across from her in the classroom they'd congregated in. Conveniently for him this was a good view. She sat with her legs crossed and he caught a nice glimpse of her white knickers every time she shifted in her chair. Such a predictable colour from the perfect little miss innocent! The short skirts as part of their uniforms were a blessing.

He smirked to himself at the fact that she still had not noticed his peep show. Such an unobservant Gryffindor. Unless she was just ignoring him again. He was getting tired of this so the next time he caught her eye, he winked directly at her. He was rewarded with a break in her composure as her mouth dropped open a split second. She quickly closed it and tried to return to her nonchalance but there was a definite blush on her face now and she looked slightly more distracted than before.

That's right Granger try to use that massive brain of yours to figure out what I want from you.

It took a lot of his will power to keep himself from laughing out loud.

Hermione

Once the meeting was dismissed Hermione quickly left her seat not wanting to stay another moment with the perverted Malfoy around. It was not fair that he kept looking at her that way. She was always so sure he only saw her as a "filthy mudblood". Why would he now be ogling her like that? Either way, he still disgusted her so he could save his advances for the rest of the female population at Hogwarts who seemed to be willing to drop their knickers at a mere suggestive look from him.

She honestly didn't understand what was so remarkable about him. Sure he was good looking but could all the girls at Hogwarts really be so shallow? He was a total prick. The son of a death eater and practically one himself. Not to mention a sexist pig who treated girls like objects and took no interest in them beyond sex.

This guy has problems; good looks just can't be enough! She tried to let the thought go as she walked back to the common room. But that only brought back to her mind something weighing more heavily on her. The way Ron was behaving.

One moment he was acting friendly with her or perhaps even more and the next he is avoiding her. Like tonight. He wasn't even walking with her back to Gryffindor tower. She heard whispering as she walked past a corridor close to the common room. She curiously took a quick peek to see who it was and her heart sank when she spotted Ron talking and standing rather close to some was flirting heavily with him batting her eyelashes and touching his arm. He was drinking it all in, smiling stupidly.

There was the answer to her question. Hermione was infuriated and hurt; she couldn't watch it anymore. This is why he was avoiding me? Meeting some secret lover. I can't stand him leading me on like that. What an asshole!

She turned angrily and ran right in to Parvati, who seemed to be rushing toward the common room from another corridor.

"Whoa, sorry! Alright there Hermione?" She said quickly out of breath as she looked suspiciously from side to side.

"Yes…..I suppose. You just gave me a fright….." Hermione began. "Where are you-"

"-Well better be off to bed" Parvati cut her off as she quickly muttered the password and rushed inside the portrait hole.

Hermione shrugged and started to follow her, checking the time, and she realized… she left her watch at the bloody meeting! She had taken it off because it was irritating her arm and forgot to put it back on. It had been a special gift too from her parents and they were so delighted when she'd charmed it to run on magic. Ugh. She turned and walked back away from the common.

Shortly after, she arrived at the classroom again; which was now empty. She hurried inside the doorway and looked around for her watch. She didn't want to be out roaming the castle much longer and risk running into Ron or that mysterious wench he was with…

She was perturbed when she didn't spot it on the desk she had been sitting at.

"I know that's where I left it!" she said out loud in frustration.

"You mean this?" came a drawl from the corner.

Hermione nearly jumped out of her skin. When she was able to regain some control of her speeding heart rate again, she turned slowly; dreading who she would see standing there. There was Malfoy of course. She hadn't seen him when she first entered the classroom. He was standing by a desk in the back. Draco held her watch in his hands, playfully twirling it around his finger, wearing his usual taunting smirk. Hermione was in no mood whatsoever to deal with his antics.

"Malfoy give me my watch," she said as calmly as she could.

"Now, now. Where are your manners Granger? I found your watch here and was kind enough to wait here to return it. You would do well to ask more politely."

"May I have my watch please, Malfoy?" she said through gritted teeth.

He grinned evilly a glint in his eye. "What are you willing to do for it?"

"I'm not joking with you Malfoy, give it to me!"

"You can call me Draco, and I would like nothing more that to give it to you." He smiled and moved closer to her. Invading her personal space.

She rolled her eyes wanting to slap him again like she had third year. In fact she raised her hand to do just that and he grabbed her wrist. It was not forceful or threatening oddly enough, but firm. And she was still slightly alarmed.

"Draco!" she yelped unsure what he was thinking and she tried to pull away.

He held on to her though and she was starting to get frightened. Until… he was placing her watch on her wrist, fastening it securely back in place. When he finished he pulled her closer so he could whisper.

"Well I was hoping you would at least beg but I guess we'll have time for that later." He was so close to her she could feel his hot breath on her neck. Practically feel him smirking beside her. She felt slightly paralyzed as she stood there. She had never been this close to Malfoy (and never wanted to be). Yet she still stood there dumbly not moving.

Draco

"Hmmm what do you want Granger? You smell okay for a mudblood" Draco was losing all sight of reality as he breathed her scent in.

His 'okay' was quite an understatement. She smelled absolutely enticing. He was now moving almost fully on instinct as he grabbed a handful of her hair and moved it aside and went in to kiss her neck. The skin there was so soft. This was driving him crazy. Suddenly she shoved him hard. He nearly flipped over the desk behind him before he caught his balance again.

"Damn Granger!" he swore as he broke out of the reverie.

"I'm not playing your bloody game Malfoy. I got what I wanted" she flashed the watch triumphantly.

He was not fooled by her apparent composure. He felt her breathing hitch when he kissed her and he knew she was more curious than she let on.

"Now I would appreciate if you did your best not to go near my stuff again, fucking prat!" Without another word she stormed out of the classroom.

Malfoy followed slowly after thinking of how difficult this quest could be to complete. He might be in for more than even he bargained for. But being so close to her today, he knew it just had to be worth it. He imagined her screaming his name as she did today, but in ecstasy rather than fear. She thought she had told him off for good but she didn't realize she had just made the challenge that much more enticing for him.