At Wand Point
He surprised her in the dark hallway, quickly overpowering her. She looked up at the tall blonde Slytherin who had her at wand point, completely defenseless. She was backed into a corner without her own wand, yet Hermione Granger was surprisingly unafraid. Oddly enough in fact, being alone and in such close proximity to Draco Malfoy was having the opposite effect.
She inhaled deeply and the spicy scent of his cologne overwhelmed her senses. Draco grabbed her roughly by the hair and whispered, "Now that I have you all alone whatever shall I do with you Granger?"
"Whatever you do, you know I'll tell Harry!" she retorted courageously.
There was a glimmer in her eyes that dared him to do his worst.
Draco gave her a sexy sneer and replied, "I can think of one thing I could do to you Granger that you'd never report back to your precious Potter."
Hermione swallowed back her fear and murmured, "I'm not afraid of you Malfoy…"
She let out a surprised gasp as she suddenly felt his lips crushing hers.
She resisted him at first but then felt her lips moving of their own accord. He tasted sweet of peppermint and his grip held her fast. His muscular body pressed closer into hers and she willingly responded. In fact all thoughts of Harry had been put aside.
Shamefully, she allowed the unbuttoning of her blouse. Wantonly, they both explored each others bodies. Hungrily, they fed on the passion of their kisses. Finally, Draco pulled away and whispered "Well, Well Granger; if I'd known you'd respond like this I'd have held you at wand point a long time ago."
With a Slytherin smirk and a Gryffindor growl, the two enemies resumed their snogging.