Author's NoteI give credit to my sister, who isn't on this site, for this general idea. She thought that it would be cool, so I filled in every little juicy detail. She also suggested that I do one somewhat like this in slash for Harry/Ron, and Harry/Draco. If anyone is interested, tell me in a review or send a message! You'd make me happy! Read and Review!!!

Ps. this is my first erotic scene with Draco and Hermione. My first Harry Potter fic actually. Hope you enjoy!

DisclaimerPsh. Like I would ever own Harry Potter.

Hermione paced back and forth in her dorm, twiddling her fingers on her chin. She was desperately trying to think of a way that she could get back at Malfoy. He had stepped too far this time. Insulting her and her friends was something she grew accustomed too. Even minor public humiliation was of norm.

But what he did was so degrading that she felt sick to her stomach.

She was walking up the stairs, trying to get away from him and a group of Slytherins. They were teasing her, and she felt more confident in front of Ron and Harry. His chase wasn't faltering, and she even tried to throw some spells at him, but he dodged them and let them hit other people. This at least made the amount of slytherins chasing her less, but she was starting to become a little frightened.

They had nearly reached the top when she heard him mutter the leg-locker curse, but she had already tried to take a step before she could stop herself. She fell backward and tried to grip onto someone or something, but she fell down the center and the group parted, laughing at her as she fell down the flight of stairs. Her books and papers scatted as she fell, and she covered her face hoping that she wouldn't get hurt to the point of her going to Madame Pomfry.

Hermione slowly opened her eyes and looked up at a group of hooting and hollering Slytherins. She looked at herself and saw that her shirt was ripped open exposing her blue lacy bra. Hermione tried to lift one leg up, hoping the curse wasn't still effective, but both legs came up and her skirt fell. She had matching blue lacy panties.

All the Slytherins were gripping their sides in laughter, except Draco, who was just smirking at her. He walked up to her and grabbed her tie, then pulled her up to him. Their lips were centimeters apart which caused her to let out a shudder as a surge of intense heat passed through her body.

"Still not good enough for me mud-blood." He said softly, glaring into her eyes. She hated being that close to him.

Hermione shook her fists in the air and plopped onto her bed. Lavender looked at her, confused, but said nothing. She continued trying to think of a way to get back at him. In honesty, she wanted to get back at him tonight, because she couldn't wait.

What does he hate more than anything…That I know of at least?

"Mud-bloods." She muttered to herself. Lavender stared at her and raised her eyebrows. She hadn't told anyone what happened. Not even the Ravenclaw that found her helpless and exposed on the floor. She was glad it was a girl, and she made a mental note to thank her tomorrow. Hermione was too disheveled when she found her to remember her manners. She was sure that the girl would understand.

I know what I can do. Hermione smirked to herself, and then headed out of the dorm room.

The common room was deserted and silent, but it didn't bother her. She realized that it was late, and everyone was probably in bed by now, and snuck up in the boy's dorm. When she found Harry's bed she searched in his things, hoping that she wouldn't wake him.

Where did he put that bloody invisibility cloak!

Harry sat up slowly and muttered something. At that moment she found the cloak and whisked it over her in a rush. He looked around and fell back down to his pillow. Hermione exited the dorm, and left the common room with careful stealth.

She knew that Draco stayed out later, and she hoped that it wasn't too late for her to find him. The most obvious area to search for him was in the dungeons. He had befriended the Bloody Baron, so he could easily go down there and make sure that Peeves didn't bother him and whomever he was with.

Hermione shivered as the air got colder, and she began to hear soft murmurs. As she got closer, the murmurs became words, and she could tell that it was Malfoy and a couple of Slytherins. She hoped none of them were girls, because what she was going to do wouldn't work if there was any.

When she turned the corner she let out a sigh of relief that there were none. It was Blaise, Crabbe, and a couple of other guys she couldn't remember. Her pace got slower, and she breathed in hoping that she wouldn't attract attention.

"Honestly, I was in love with her legs. The lightly tan skin is much more attractive." Draco said smirking.

"What was she wearing underneath it all? Was that any good? Oh, I wish I was there!" Blaise exclaimed.

"I must admit Hermione has gotten cuter over the years." Crabbe said. Draco smacked him upside the head.

"She was wearing blue lacy bra and panties. Of course she matched. God forbid if she got a little…messy." He smiled seductively. The other guys chuckled. Hermione's mouth was wide open, and her heart was racing. For the first time she was listening to the honesty of what guys, at least Slytherin guys, thought of her. I should do this more often to get some more insights. "I don't think I would mind messing around with her." Damnit! She planned to surprise him in his common room, thinking that he would hate himself because she was a mud-blood. "But I don't think I ever would because she is a mud-blood. What self-respecting Slytherin would belittle himself to that level?" Draco smirked, and she smiled, knowing that the plan would work.

Hermione waited so long on the cold, damp floor that her legs had become numb as she started to drift into sleep. Someone tripped on her, and she stood up and backed away from them. They had woken her up in time for her to follow them.

As they entered the Slytherin common room entrance she quieted down so as not to bring attention to herself. They were in a generally large group, and she wondered to herself why she was being so careful, but decided that it must just be a part of her personality.

The guys went into the boys dormitory and Draco stayed behind, looking for something.

"I know you're here." She backed far away from him. Is he talking about me? "I can smell you. I'm not stupid. Everyone knows that Harry has an invisibility cloak." Hermione clasped a hand over her mouth and backed into a corner. This was not going the way she wanted it to. "Did you come to get back at me?" He whispered listlessly into the common room. For a moment his voice never sounded sweeter. "I'm not leaving till you leave or show yourself. And I can wait all night. It wouldn't be the first time I pulled an all-nighter." Draco was looking into the fireplace. His features were shined on by the flame and a wave of heat surged through her body.

She didn't deny in her mind that he wasn't attractive; it was just that he was so cruel to her. Hermione walked up behind him. Her hands were no longer ruled by her mind as she instinctually wrapped her arms to reach his front and softly touched his pelvis. Draco took a sharp intake of breath and turned around. An erection grew before her eyes.

"Is that how you planned to get back at me?" He was smirking, but his eyebrows were furrowed, into this expression that made her giggle. Draco ripped off the cloak, making her stumble backward onto a green couch. He leaned over her. Hermione's legs twitched, with her body wanting to open them and her mind wanting to kick him. "I hope you enjoyed the truth." Hermione was confused.

"What truth?"

"That I am attracted to you. Of all the mud-bloods I could be putting down, why would I focus on you?" Hermione gasped, and Draco swooped down, pressing his lips hard against hers. She opened them after a small struggle and his tongue swept throughout her mouth, as his hands started creeping up her leg. She let out a sigh into his mouth, letting him know that it was okay. At this point her mind was turned off.

Draco started nibbling on her neck and her hips started to wriggle. She had never felt this kind of sensation before, but decided that if it felt good then it must be good. His hand reached her panties, and he massaged her through them. Her hand flung onto his back and she scratched at him in pleasure. He went back to kissing her as he pulled down her panties.

His fingers went in quickly, causing her to raise her hips and let out a soft moan. Draco grunted and smirked at her. She looked up at him, panting, as he sent his fingers rhythmically in and out of her. Hermione's other hand started gripping at his back as she felt release coming.

But he stopped and stood up. She looked sadly at him, not seeing him as an enemy anymore. Hermione smiled as she saw that he was taking off his pants and pulling down his boxers. His erection was staring her in the face. She reached out to touch it, curious, but he backed away and hiked one of her legs onto the top of the couch.

"I hope you enjoy this as much as I will. I hate it when my women don't get satisfied. That makes me feel less of a man." He smirked and stared deep into her eyes as he slowly entered her. Hermione's hips lifted and matched up to him when he was in her fully. She let out slow erratic breaths.

They didn't move for a small moment. Draco reached for his wand in his shirt pocket and muttered a prevention for pregnancy spell. Hermione smiled at his thoughtfulness, because her mind was out-of-order.

He started to move in and out of her, a little at a time, knowing somehow that she was a virgin. Draco reached down and bit hard on her neck making her squeal and he started to pump deep into her. Hermione dug her nails into his back making him move faster and harder. She frantically tried to hide her moans, but they escaped her despite her attempts. Draco's breath became heavy and he let go of his bite on her neck and panted into her now frizzled hair.

Hermione mumbled into his ear and he went faster, her hips collided into his with each wave of heat and motion. Their friction was pleasuring her in ways she never thought possible.

A moaning scream pierced the empty common room as Draco came inside of her at the same time she came all over him. He remained inside of her, loving the feel of her throbbing vagina wrapped around his girth. Draco kissed her hard on the lips and pulled out of her.

He put on his boxers and pants, and then tossed her blue panties onto her belly. She stood up and slipped them on. Hermione turned to leave, and had a thought.

"Wait till I tell everyone you fucked a mud-blood." She smirked to herself.

"Wait till I tell everyone that you fucked a Slytherin, namely me." Hermione turned to face him. Draco saw panic in her eyes; she wasn't trying hard to hide it. He walked up to her and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close. "Or…Or we could just keep this our little secret." Hermione looked down at the thought, then looked up when she reached her decision.

"No one? Not even our most trusted friends?"

"Correct."

"How will I know that you won't tell behind my back?"

"You honestly won't. But I can tell you that if I told anyone, my father would find out, and that wouldn't be good for me. You know how I only worry about myself." He mocked. She had often thrown this fact in his face, too bad it never worked.

"Kiss me again, then never again." Draco smirked down at her and complied with a heated kiss, which lasted for minutes. She left the Slytherin common room knowing that in the morning it wouldn't be different, but it actually didn't bother her anymore.