Authors Note: Welcome to my first Draco x Hermione fanfiction. Please read and review it!
Draco Malfoy sat alone in the Potions room. It was the last week before the holidays and he still had no plans. Almost everyone was going home and he wasn't. Not this year, not after his summer in hell with his bastard father.
"Still here Mr. Malfoy?" Professor Snape asked as he swept into his classroom.
"Sorry professor, I was just leaving." Draco replied, setting his parchment on Snape's desk.
"Still troubled about the winter holidays Draco?" Snape asked him, a more humble appearance showing.
"Of course. I can't go home and I don't want to stay here but I have no choice." Draco told him.
"It won't be that bad Draco. At least you'll have time to catch up on your studies." Snape replied.
"Yeah, well you're going away for the holidays so obviously you don't care either way." Draco snapped, leaving the classroom.
He stormed down the deserted hallways of the Hogwarts dungeons. He rounded a corner just in time to see something very entertaining.
Hermione Granger stormed out of a classroom with Ron Weasley in tow.
"Hermione, I'm sorry." Ron pleaded.
"Ronald, don't talk to me ever again." Hermione snapped turning around, her eyes blazing with fury.
"I said I was sorry. What else can I do to make it better?" Ron asked.
"How about not cheating on me you git! Come on Ron, Pansy! Pansy! Like what the fuck?" Hermione demanded.
"It's not my fault you don't put out." Ron lashed back, instantly regretting it.
"Put out?! Why the hell would I sleep with someone who's penis is the size of a raisin?" Hermione yelled.
Ron just looked at her shocked. He couldn't believe how hurtful she could be.
"You bitch!" Ron hissed.
Hermione just laughed at him.
"Bitch? That's the best you could come up with?" Hermione asked, her arms folded.
"I hate you." Ron replied, turning away from Hermione and walking away.
Hermione let out a shaky breath and leaned against the wall behind her, trying not to cry.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Draco asked as he rounded the corner, throughly amused.
"Piss off Malfoy or I swear to god I will punch you!" Hermione snapped, wiping a tear from her eye.
"No you won't Granger. You don't have the nerve to do that." Draco told her, leaning against the wall beside her.
Hermione looked at him with disgust. He was right, she didn't have the nerve at that moment.
"Fine, you win Malfoy. Go ahead and take your shots. Call me a mudblood. Laugh at me." Hermione told him, looking away.
Despite what he wanted to do he couldn't. Making fun of Hermione seemed so like his father that he couldn't bring himself to do it.
"Actually, I was kind of in the mood for a walk and was wondering if you would join me." Draco told Hermione, looking at her.
"Oh go to hell Malfoy. Wait. What?" Hermione asked, confused.
"I was just wondering if you'd join me." Draco told her again.
"Are you alright Draco? Is this some sort of joke?" Hermione asked him, looking into his eyes.
Why was it so hard for people to believe that he could be nice? It pissed him off. And suddenly he snapped. He was all of a sudden in front of Hermione and he slammed his hands to the wall of either side her head, making her gasp.
"Why is it so hard for you to just accept that I'm being nice for a change?" Draco demanded.
"I-I'm sorry but you've been an asshole to me for years." Hermione told him.
"Yeah well Weasley has been nothing but a prick but you still hang out with him. And now you find out he's been fucking around with Pansy. I give it a week before you're best friends again." Draco sneered.
"You're an asshole." Hermione hissed, pushing Draco away and trying to leave.
"Oh no you don't. I'm not finished with you yet." Draco started, grabbing Hermione's shoulders and pinning her against the wall roughly. "Did what I say hurt you? Did you ever stop to think that there was someone better? Someone who could give you what you want? What you need?"
"Let go of me." Hermione whimpered, struggling but obviously overpowered.
"Tell me Hermione, are the rumors true? Did Ron never even get in your pants after all these years? It's pathetic. You're so beautiful. You deserve better. To think, you haven't had a single orgasm in your whole entire life." Draco told her.
Hermione stopped struggling enough to register what Draco what saying.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"All I'm saying is that...maybe we can help each other out. I'm stuck here for the holidays and I heard that you are as well. Just...hear me out." Draco told her, moving his hand and caressing Hermione's cheek.
Hermione closed her eyes and leaned into Draco's touch. The touch of the enemy. A touch so sweet it was almost unbearable. And he was right. Here she was, having been around Ron for almost six years and she hadn't had a single orgasm in her whole life. When she had attended the Yule Ball with Viktor Krum she had been too young to agree to his advances and now...now she wished she had a shot at something like that. And now, out of thin air, was Draco with some sort of proposition for her. She nodded, intrigued.
"I can give you what you want Hermione." Draco whispered, letting his hand fall away from Hermione's face to cup her womanhood, earning him a gasp. "You think I don't see you Hermione. I do. I always have." He paused and gave Hermione's nether regions a squeeze, making her let out a small moan.
"Wh-What are you saying?" Hermione asked Draco, when she found her voice.
"I'll spell it out for you. I want you Hermione. All to myself. But in order for me to have that I need you to submit to me. I'll lead, you follow. Whatever I say goes. If you agree to that, I'll show you the pleasure you deserve." Draco told her, kissing her cheek.
"You mean...I would be your possession?" Hermione breathed.
"Exactly Hermione...but I treat what is mine very, very well. But I'll give you some time to think about. Meet me in the library tomorrow at nine with your answer." Draco told her, going to pull away. "Oh, and just to give you a taste of what you could have."
Draco's lips were suddenly on hers. Roughly, passionately and demandingly. His tongue forced it's way into her mouth and searched every inch of what she had. Just as abruptly as it had started it was over and Hermione was left breathless and alone in the hallway.
Draco smirked as he walked away. Step one had been initiated. Four more steps and he was sure to get into the pants of the hottest virgin in the school.
Hermione walked back to dormitories with a swirling head. On one had, she had always been attracted to Draco and had often fantasized about having sex with him. More over he had been so forward with her that she didn't even begin to think about what pleasures awaited her in his arms. And then there was Ron...Ron.
"My god I don't even love him." Hermione whispered to herself.
"Hermione! Where have you been?" Ginny demanded, rushing her.
"Not now Ginny." Hermione replied, heading towards the girls rooms.
"But Hermione! Ron has been looking for you all night!" Ginny called after her.
Hermione just waved it off. Ron. To hell with Ron. What had he ever given her? Nothing. What had Draco given her. Well...a hard time for the last six years and the most amazing kiss of her life.
"What am I going to do?"
The next day came all too quickly for Hermione. She looked at her clock and groaned. It was only noon. A knock at her door made her get up.
"Who is it?" She called, getting dressed in her uniform.
"It's me." Ron replied sheepishly.
"Go away." Hermione sighed, sitting back down on her bed.
"But Hermione..." Ron replied.
She waited a few minutes and he went away. She fell back on her bed with a sigh. A great start to what was shaping up to be a shitty day. The day ended up going by quickly though. It started with a late lunch, by herself. Followed by studying, by herself, and dinner, by herself. And before she knew it she was alone in the library.
'Hermione, you're a moron. He was just fucking with you last night. He's probably not even going to show.' Hermione mused.
She was suddenly spun around and forced back into the book shelves. Draco's lips were upon hers again, only this time, she was ready and more than willing. Her tongue danced with his for a few moments before he pulled away, his blue eyes piercing hers.
"Have you made your decision Hermione? Do you belong to me?" Draco questioned, his fingers tracing her nipples through her uniform.
Hermione had been thinking about that answer all day and it finally occurred to her that there was only one answer.
"Yes...I belong to you." Hermione replied.
Author's Note: Well, there you have it. The 1st of a 5 step program that will, eventually, end in sex...and a bunch of other stuff. Please read and review!