Chapter one: The obsession

It was the golden trios sixth year and for Hermione Granger she could feel the impending doom coming. She knew it was only around the corner. She watched as her friend Harry went on and on about Draco Malfoy. All she could do is roll her eyes and occasionally try to convince him otherwise. Even if Draco was she somehow doubted he would be very much of a threat. She looked out the train window and thought about her plan. She already knew that once the war started she would lose her parents. She doubted Harry or Ron would understand her annoyance with the topic. It was a simple explanation while she worried for her family and her life they worried about Draco Malfoy. She then though back to all the times he called her names. The words "Filthy Little Mudblood" ringing in her head. Everything came crashing down on her in waves of sadness. It was bad enough it was hard for her to mask. So when Harry left the compartment even though normally she would have objected more she took no notice. She knew if she even tried to speak all that would be conjured up was tears.

He walked out and did not come back even as they got off the train. This worried her, but she departed and entered hogwarts in the hopes of finding him inside. When there was still no sign of him she began to worry. Meanwhile Draco had cursed Harry and decided to send him on his way back home as Harry lay invisible on the floor unable to move. His nose bloody and his dignity damaged. Draco walked off and Luna found him. The one thing playing in Draco's mind was not only how to make Potter pay, but on how to make Granger his. He smirked as he got off the train and Harry with Luna got off ten minutes later. They all ate dinner and Harry explained the events that had taken place. Harry now even more convinced that Draco was a death eater while Hermione still thought her friend was delusional.

She felt such rage that she could not control herself. She finished eating and as they all cleared out snuck off. She quickly cast a dillusionment charm on herself. She walked quickly down to the dungeons and settled outside the Slytherin dorms. Careful to stay in the dark and out of people's way; she positioned herself between two pillars. She finally heard a girl mutter the password. She then ran in behind her. She smirked as she got in and with just enough luck saw Draco walking towards his room. She thought of how she should of figured the rich prat would have his own room. She swiftly ran in before he could get there the door already wide open for her. She looked around absorbing the beautiful ebony dressers, a large walk in closet, a large magical book case, and a king sized bed with a matching ebony pillars and emerald silver drapes. There was silver satin sheets and of course to top it all off matching tiles and a chandelier. Her mouth dropped as she looked around with envy.

Draco shut the door and she removed the charm. Her glare stiff as she held her wand out at him. She slowly approached and he only stood there smirking. His face as smug as it could be. He looked around and back at her. His voice came out deep and silky.

"So tell me Granger just why you are in my bed chambers?". Even the way he said the words dripped with the implication or sex. He knew that was not why she was there, but still enjoyed making her mad. Her face went completely red and he grinned as the thought that it might not be all anger that is causing her face to be red. His snarky "Hmm" only seemed to enraged her more. She stepped forward and pressed her wand into his chest. Her voice coming out harsh and yet very shaky.

"Tell me w-why you had the nerve to lay your hands on one of my friends?'. He smirked and while she was distracted with looking up into his face for a reaction he grabbed her wand and forcefully pushed her onto the floor. He then pinned her and through the wand across the room. His grin even wider as she stared up at him wide eyed. She was so scared and she looked away from him. She was unable to look him in the eyes for fear of the strong passion she could see inside them from burning into her. He smirked and blew on her neck and lightened the pressure slightly by shifting his weight. His voice came out in a long mellow tone that sounded as if he was bored, but Hermione knew he was more than amused.

"Oh Granger I hit him because just like you he thought he was sneaky". He then leaned down and nibbled her neck "You have become very beautiful Hermione. I recommend next time when you want to confront a male you do it in public";he drew away and stood up. His eyes watching and she had a large blush as she spoke her voice was even shakier than previously.

"D-Draco don't make stupid jokes you know you don't like me". She could feel her emotions spilling over as all the cruel things that had been done to her came flooding back. Including the things Draco had done. It hurt her and he could see it as she seemed to have a flashback. It looked extremely painful. One flashback led to another until she was flashing back to Ron beating her savagely. She shut her eyes and breathed out slowly. He looked at her a little shocked and stepped closer leaning his head down. He reached his hand up to her face and lifted it towards him, so that she was looking him in his eyes. His voice came out filled with worry.

"Now Hermione why might that be?". At this she slowly came back to reality and recoiled a little at his touch. She tried to look back down, but he would not let her. Her breathing was fast and uneven as she stood there anxiously staring up at draco. Her eyes wondering downward and could only see his hand and apart of his body or her eyes would wander up towards the ceiling. She tried so hard to avoid eye contact as she spoke. Her words heart breaking and her terror obvious, but not there because of Draco.

"Because all you think of me as is a filthy mudblood". Her statement hit Draco hard and all he could do is shake his head gently no and she pushed him away from her. She did not want to be manipulated anymore and she was scared. Her eyes staring at him in tears. She was trapped as there and she knew it. She could not run out if he told everyone she was there. She sighed and looked away.

"It is not funny Malfoy". His eyes seemed to show his guilt and sorrow the most. He knew he was childish when he was younger. He had always had a crush on Hermione, but now because of his foolish actions she thinks he hates her. He swallowed hard and stepped forward. He took her face in his hands and kissed her gently on the lips. He had no plans on turning for her because he never cared about blood status he only played pretend for his family's sake. Her eyes widened and he pulled away. He muttered one last soft thing before she departed from his room.

"Hermione I love you". She left dumbfounded here she went there to yell and scream at Draco and instead she had shared a momentary kiss. As she walked back to her common room with her disillusionment charm on she thought of how Harry was without a doubt obsessive and insane.