Ch. 1 - Midnight

Hermione woke with a jolt gasping, frightened before realizing. . . . She was in her bed. Her hand went to her head in pain as she got up. Realizing how sweaty she was, she went to her dresser. She pulled out a light shirt and a pair of shorts. Since I'm in sweat, I better shower, she thought to herself. She walked into her bathroom and turned on the hot water. Hermione soon got in, trying to wash away the memory.

~A flash of silver eyes close to hers and Hermione lets out a soft gasp.~

Hermione jerked her head quickly. "No! No thinking of him, Hermione Jean Granger!" Hermione got her shampoo bottle, generously applying some to her hair.

~Strong hands tugging at her ponytail, before running his fingers through her hair~

Hermione gasped, shaking her head, before rinsing her hair and applying conditioner. After rinsing, the smell of fresh green apples filled the air as she lathered her body.

~The warm aroma of spiced cologne prickling her nose~

Hermione grew angry before quickly rinsing and getting out. "Why me?" She shook her head as she dried off with her purple towel. Why the hell is he on my mind, anyway? He's Malfoy! She shook her head again. Hermione quickly dressed before deciding to read a few chapters of a new muggle book she'd bought.

Hermione slipped on her fluffy hosue shoes and walked into the common toom. Laying on the couch, Hermione curled into a ball and began the book. Some thirty minutes later a slighty tipsy Draco enters the common room, finding a reading Granger.

"Hey err. . . . Granger," the sight of her slim figure making him, forcing him to be nice. Trying to avoid the word mudblood, he went on. "What are you doing in here so late?" He asked, slightly curious. Hermione looked up from her book to glare at Malfoy.

"For your information, Malfoy, this is my common room too! And why do you smell like. . ." Hermione paused. What was so familiar about that scent? Bitter yet sweet. With a hint of. . . "Firewhiskey! Malfoy, what the HELL are you doing drinking on school grounds? Have you gone off your rocker?"

Malfoy flashed angry. "And whats it to you, Mudblood?" He spat. Hermione scowled before returning to her book. "Fine! Get expelled. I don't care." Malfoy smirked, knowing a great wat to get her into a tiff.

"Unless of course, you DO care, Mudblood. I'd understand. After all, I am intelligent and beautiful and rich and sexy and a pure blood. Did I mention I was gorgeous?" He smirked as the brunette snorted and rolled her eyes. His smirk grew bigger as he noticed her cream colored legs, her slender figure somewhat turning him on. That's odd, he thought to himself, I've never noticed Granger like this before.

Slowly, Malfoy snuck behind her. "You know, I'm not that cruel. I will allow a half breed lioke you a small kiss."

` Hermione glared up at him, pouting her lip out to yell at him before his hands caught her head and held her firmly still. Hermione gasped, suprised and shocked at his closeness. Oh no! Please no, she thought, I'll end up doig something stupid if he gets closer. Malfoy was admiring the pinkness and fullness of her lips before instinctively pull her closer for a taste of theme. Before either one kne it, their lips were brushing. Hermione couldn't resist and wrapped her arms around the blonde. He kissed deeper, passionately, before laying her gently onto the couch...