A/N: I might continue this one, not sure. Either way I think it makes a decent enough oneshot. Happy 4th!

Hermione had had a long day. The ball hadn't exactly gone as expected. It was fun sure, but what she really wanted was a let loose kind of night. Too bad she was Hermione Granger. And Hermione Granger didn't do those sorts of things. At least, no one expected her to. She made her way up to the Prefect's tower and threw her purse on her bed. She sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror. A perfect outfit gone to waste, she thought. It was true; the dark green of her form fitting floor length dress contrasted her brown eyes beautifully. It had taken her a full hour to perfect the messy bun in her hair, so she was naturally disappointed as she pulled out all the bobby pins, letting the loose curls fall along her back. She unzipped the dress slowly, more tired than anything else. Too bad no one's watching. She smirked to herself as she was left in nothing but her black lace undies. She walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower, letting the water run until it began to steam. While waiting, she removed her makeup and stripped down so there was nothing left.

She stepped into the shower and let the steam kiss her face. Thank goodness no one else was in the Prefects bathroom, she planned on staying there a while. She needed to wash the day away. She let the water run down her shoulders, up over her breasts and around her curves, hugging her in a blanket of warmth. She slicked her hair back, out of her eyes and hummed quietly to herself. That is until she heard footsteps. At first she didn't think much of it. The sound of the shower was enough to tell anyone that it was currently occupied. But then the footsteps got louder. She was about to poke her head out and reprimand the person but then it fell silent. She figured they had realized their mistake and left.

She closed her eyes once again and let the water drown away her thoughts. The running water hummed in her ears and the steam relaxed her.

"Do you always take this long to shower love?" a deep, velvet voice echoed. Her eyes shot open. That voice could only belong to one person. "What are you doing here?" she screeched, "Get out!"

"I would, but, I'm in need of a shower you see."

She could almost here the smirk in his voice.

"I'll be done soon." She insisted.

"You misunderstand. I want a shower now."

Her eyes grew wide. He wouldn't.

"Draco Malfoy don't you dare step into this shower! I have no intention of seeing you naked." Hermione was grasping at straws.

"Very well." His voice was like honey.

He stepped into the shower, full suit and all.

Hermione was about to scream, but his hand met her mouth. "Calm down love, if nothing else we're saving water."

He let her go.

Her hands went instantly to cover her breasts and she turned around. "Draco go away!" she really didn't need this. She just wanted to take a long shower and then head straight to bed. Not to have Draco Malfoy eye rape her in the process. "I'm afraid I can't do that." He said, turning her back around to face him. He was so close.

He shot her a confused look.

"You're bloody freezing Granger." He told her.

In her panic she hadn't noticed the difference in temperature. She must have used up all the hot water.

She looked up at him. Her heart was pounding in her ears.

"You think you could warm me up?" she said.

Where she had gotten the courage to say something as bold as that she had no idea. Not to mention this was Draco. Draco Malfoy. But then again, he was standing with her in a shower so it seemed...right.

Without saying a word he grabbed her right hand and began to sensually suck each and every finger. She shivered at the contact. "Your hands are always so cold." He told her. He grabbed the other hand and she made the switch, making sure her right hand was now covering her breasts. "There's no need for that you know." He said, beginning to take the other fingers into his mouth.

It was such a simple thing. Such a stupid thing. But it had her trembling at his touch. Maybe she was just sensitive?

"Is this too much for you?" he asked. She shook her head. He flashed her a large smile. "You're a terrible liar Granger." He informed her.

She pushed herself up against him and pulled him into a searing kiss. He returned it greedily by pushing her up against the edge of the shower. What was it about him that had her dripping?

"Mr. Malfoy," she gasped, "I don't think you'll need a suit."
He bit down on her neck. "Why's that?" he said, sucking and kissing all the way up to her ear.

She moaned in reply.

He let the jacket fall off his shoulders, hitting the bottom of the shower in a soggy thud.

She eyed him up and down. His white shirt was drenched but it allowed her to see the chiseled torso that was Draco. She ran her hands up and down his chest. He looked down at her admiringly. "Would you like to do the honors?" he whispered in her ear.

She automatically began unbuttoning his shirt, letting it land atop the jacket. She then grabbed him by the hips, bringing him closer to her and began undoing his belt.

"Thirsty little Gryffindor aren't you?" Draco teased. "You have no idea." She replied. He smacked her hands away and finished undressing himself. He was uncannily fast.

She eyed his throbbing member and got a terrible aching between her legs. She grabbed his cheeks and pulled him to meet her lips. She kissed him hungrily.

"Draco," she breathed.

"Mmm yes love?" though he didn't pull away from her breasts.

"Fuck me." She ordered.

He shoved two fingers inside her wetness.

"Now now my sweet little mudblood, is that any way to speak?" he spoke with a husky voice as he repeated swift motions with his fingers. Hermione could hardly breathe. She shook her head. "Are you enjoying this?" he sucked her neck and used his thumb to rub against her clit. Hermione gave a strangled moan and nodded furiously. "Use your words love." His fingers pumped faster. "Yes!" she gasped. "You're a dirty little witch aren't you? My filthy little mudblood." His rough voice made her head spin. "Now, what was that word we talked about?" he asked her.

"Draco, please fuck me." She breathed.

"Good girl."