DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter, I only own this fanfiction.

A/N Sorry this is short. I am just trying to get into writing. If I get good reviews etc, I will carry it on :) Thanks.

Hermione's POV:

Hermione stood next to Ron as they waved goodbye to their children as they headed off to Hogwarts for another year of witchcraft and wizardry. She looked over at Draco and his wife Pansy who were also waving. Unfortunately he spotted her and gave her a wink. She blushed a bright shade of pink. How could he do that with all these people around? Especially Ron and Pansy.

'His hand ran up her thigh, her breathing was jagged as a small moaned escaped her mouth and he lifted up her skirt slowly.'

She shakes the image away as Ron starts to pull her away from Platform 9 ¾ whilst he spoke to Harry about Quidditch. Ever since he had gotten that job at Hogwarts as Quidditch coach it was all he talked about. It was going to be a long journey home she thought to herself.

The next day, as usual, she woke up alone. Ron had already left for work. She liked work though. It kept her busy and was her escape from the busy life of looking after the house and children all by herself. When Hogwarts wasn't open in the holidays, Ron helped at the Chudley Cannons Quidditch team. So no matter what he was busy. Also she enjoyed work because it challenged her, which was something she had always loved.

She walked into her office as Head of Potions, a position she had to share with none other than Draco Malfoy. Luckily they had their own offices.

She checked her to-do pile and found two memos. One from Oliver Wood, who worked in the Quidditch rules and regulations section of the Ministry, saying he needed to talk to her about a potion to help mend bones faster, and the other simply read:

'Storeroom, 11am, D x'

6 Months before:

It had been a long day and they had been working non-stop since 8am and now it was getting on for 10pm. Hermione was sitting on the desk and was getting tired and Malfoy was getting persistent and irritating.

'Granger, you know I could have you moaning like Myrtle in no time.'

'Shut up Malfoy, you're so obnoxious. And anyway I'm Weasley now.' She replied.

He laughs.

'Ah yes, you married the weasel didn't you.'

'Get lost Malfoy.' She snaps.

He walks over to her and kisses her roughly. She pushes him away but then does something she would never have imagined happening, and pulls him back to her. She kisses him this time. He hitches up her skirt as she unzips his trousers and frees his growing erection from his boxer shorts. She didn't know why she was doing it and why she was allowing it but she couldn't deny there had been some sexual tension since they got promoted, and she and Ron had been drifting apart ever since he's taken on the Hogwarts coaching as well as the Chudley Cannons. She knew that what she was doing was wrong but she couldn't stop herself. And who knew, maybe this would just be a one time thing and it would get it out of their systems. She stopped thinking as soon as he filled her with himself.'

The flashback stopped abruptly when she realised her breathe was quickening just thinking about it. She calmed herself and then went to find Oliver about the new potion. After finding him she went back to her office to start researching into speeding up existing potions.

A couple of hours later she looked up from her notes and looked at the enchantment on the wall that told her the time. It was 11:01am. She needed to make a decision quickly. Did she want to go and meet her lover or not? She knew it was risky, but maybe that's what kept luring her in, and it was definitely different to when she was with Ron, in a very good way.