Authors Note: I've decided to make this one-shot into a story. This first chapter is basically the same until right after she walks back into the common room, there's a slight change there, and then it's extended. Sooooo. Yeah.

I sat in an empty hallway, absentmindedly waving around my wand, controlling the small fluttering birds in front of me.

"Hermione…It'll work out. Ron's just dating Lavender to make you jealous." Harry murmured his arm resting around my shoulders.

"You think." I sighed, my voice thick with tears. I jumped when the door flew open in front of us, with a giggling Lavender pulling a blushing Ron.

"I think this room's already taken." She giggled. Ron took a quick glance at me as Lavender entered another room across the hall.

"You okay?" He asked breathlessly. I tensed up, and sent the birds spiraling at him. He yelped and ran towards the door Lavender had just entered, slamming it behind with a loud huff.

"I think I might go for a walk Harry." I murmured softly, standing up and disappearing through the door they originally came through. I walked through the common room quickly, deflecting conversations, before climbing through the portrait.

"You shouldn't be out this late." The fat lady warned. I shrugged her off, and began to wind through the many hallways at Hogwarts. I stopped before the room of requirement, and to my surprise, the door was visible. I pushed the door open slowly and stepped inside. The room was different than before. It was dimly lit with a small sofa in the center, facing a large bay window, which look over the Hogwarts grounds. As I approached them, I found that they looked quite eerie in the darkness, and I quickly drew the black curtains.

I sighed and fell back onto the sofa, and closed my eyes, feeling myself drift into unconsciousness.

I awoke to the sound of the door creaking open.

"Hello?" A sneering voice asked. I immediately placed it as none other than Draco Malfoy. I immediately reached for my wand before turning around.

"Oh. It's you." The sneer was gone, and instead a humble look came upon his handsome face. "I guess the room didn't realize when I wanted to be alone, I didn't want somebody to be here." He sighed and I jumped as his fell onto the sofa beside me.

"What are you doing?" I asked softly. I was slightly afraid to look at him.

"Sitting, obviously." He smirked.

"Why?"

"It's better than standing." He chuckled. "And being here with you is better than being out there with all those people." I blushed.

"Are you comfortable?" Malfoy asked, looking at my upright and tense position. I shrugged and shifted slightly. He leaned to the side and wrapped his arm around me, I jumped. "Shh. It's okay." He murmured, pulling me down so my head was against his muscular chest. I could hear his heart beating faintly, and the comforting sound and motion of his breathing.

"Why?" I mumbled both to him and myself. Why was I letting him touch me? He shrugged, the action moving me a little more onto him. His hand came up to stroke my hair. I looked up at his face. His cold gray eyes seemed a little less cold, when they were focused on me. I tried for a few minutes to place the unreadable look that was veiling his features, as he stared intently into my eyes. His long pale hand moved from my hair to my chin, as he lifted my face and brought his lips to mine. My eyes widened in surprise before I melted into the kiss. After a few seconds I pulled away quickly.

"What am I doing?" I asked aloud, my voice frantic. "I need to go." I jumped to my feet and began to jog to the door. Draco jumped to his feet and grabbed my arm.

"Don't go." His voice was soft and childlike. I turned to look at him, and he wrapped his arms around my body.

"Malfoy I—" I was cut off again as his lips touched mine.

"You what?" He asked softly in my ear.

"I…don't know." He grabbed my arm and pulled me over to the couch, he laid me down and hovered over me, before mashing his lips to mine again. I sighed at the contact, and moved my lips against his fiercely. He ran his warm tongue over my lower lip and I opened my mouth granting him access. My tongue battled his for dominance, but he won. While kissing me he wrapped his arm around my back and pulled me forward. I wrapped my right arm around his waist, and my left arm became intertwined in his blonde hair. He pushed me back down and brushed his lips over my eyelids, my cheeks, my jaw, and then over my throat. His hand traced down my shoulders, down my arms, and traced his way back up when re reached the tips of my fingers. He then traced over the curve of my breast, down my stomach, and then my hips. He watched my face as he did this, and I returned his stare with my warm brown eyes, with my lips parted slightly. He settled his hand on the curve of my breast before lowering his lips to mine once more.

I lifted my arms around him and caught the bottom seam of his sweater and pulled it up towards his shoulders, and over his head. He flexed his arms as he pulled it off, and sat up as he slowly yanked off his tie, and unbuttoned the white collared shirt beneath it. I stared at him in amazement. His body was pale, and perfectly shaped. I guess Quiddich really worked the muscles. He smirked at my reaction.

"Your turn." He whistled in my ear. His voice was so soft I scarcely heard him. I sat up slightly and yanked the grey sweater off of my body. He shook his head as I began to pull off the tie. "Let me." I nodded as he gently untied the tie and tossed it away. He slowly unbuttoned each individual button. As he slid the shirt off my shoulders, his breath hitched in his throat. I blushed and gave him a small smile. He took the back of his hand and brushed it from the side of my throat down my shoulder, and let the bra strap slip from my shoulder. He repeated the action on the other side. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to my neck and undid the bra in the back and slid it off of my arms. I let out a shaky breath as I was exposed to the cold air. He laid me back down and began to kiss down my neck to my throat, down my cleavage and to my naval. I let out another shaky sigh as he moved up and took one hardened nipple into his mouth, his hand massaging the other. After a minute he switched to the other. He kissed back up to my mouth. "I think it's your turn again." I breathed into his mouth. He smirked and flipped us over so I was on top of him.

I straddled his thighs as I unbuttoned his black jeans and unzipped them. He sat up and slid them off as I hovered above him. He flipped us back over so he was on top again. He pushed up the plaid skirt I was wearing and ran his hand over my pussy through my panties. I groaned softly. He smirked again, and licked from my ear to my jaw. I shuddered as he gently stroked me thorough my panties.

"Malfoy…"

"Call me Draco." I nodded sighing as rubbed harder. "Uhh!" I moaned, he grinned, as I shuddered again. He made his way down my body and slowly pulled off my skirt and panties. I practically screamed as his lips latched down on my clit.

"Ohhhh, Draco." I moaned loudly.

"That's a girl." He murmured, slipping his tongue into my moist hole. I moaned loudly again and shuddered as I came into his mouth. He practically jumped up and kissed me fiercely as I tugged at his boxers, and slid them off. I wrapped my arms around his body and shifted so he had room to push into me. And that's what he did. I groaned as his big cock slowly worked its way into my pussy. "Is that okay?" He whispered, I nodded, slowly bucking against him. He moved slowly at first until I took over, matching his thrust with renewed passion. And I was rewarded with him slamming into me faster and faster.

I moaned in ecstasy each time he thrust all the way into me, and groaned when he pulled out. His right hand kept his weight off of me, and his left came down to fondle me while he thrust into me. I screamed in pleasure as I came, my pussy clenching down on him, causing him to come with a quiet grunt. With a quiet sigh he pulled out of me and collapsed next to me on the sofa.

"Wow." He murmured quietly.

"Yeah." I whispered back. I stood up slowly and slipped my clothing back on, and put my hair in order. I picked my wand off the ground and pointed it at myself. "Scourgify." I whispered. I walked towards the door, and before I exited it, I turned to Malfoy and whispered "Oblivate." Erasing the memory of tonight. I smiled and shut the door before returning to Gryffindor tower. As I walked in, I saw Ron and Lavender snogging, and laughed. Harry gave me an odd look.

"You're wearing a Slytherin tie." Harry said, his eyes now filled with curiosity. "What's the name inside?" He reached towards me, fingers brushing the silk fabric. I jumped back, my hand clenching the fabric self-consciously. He looked at me with the most bemused expression, before smiling.

"What? It's none of your business." I snapped, pulling it off my neck and shoving it into my pocket.

"Where'd you get it?" He asked, stepping a bit closer to me. I took a step back from him and found myself up against a wall.

"I…found it." I mumbled, putting my hand in front of my pocket.

"Then why can't I see the name? If you just 'found it', then we should return it." I narrowed my eyes, seeing that he had me cornered.

"Okay, I didn't find it." I snapped, "But I'm not showing you the—HEY!" I yelped as he lunged towards me, I shoved off from the wall and ducked under his arm. I sprinted past him, knocking Lavender off of Ron's lap before climbing up the stairs quickly, and sticking me tongue out at Harry and darting into the Girl's common room. I stripped off my clothes again and slipped into my pajamas. Before I slid into bed I wrapped the tie around my neck and drifted off to a pleasant sleep.

I woke up to sunlight streaming in my windows and Pavarti standing above me, a grin on her face.

"You're wearing Draco Malfoy's tie." She giggled. My eyes widened in horror. "Harry sent me to come see. I'm off to go tell him now." She started to skip off in the opposite direction when I leaped out of bed, and shrieked "OBLIVATE." She looked up at me with a blank look. "Harry sent me up here for something…I just can't remember what." She shook her head. "Anyway, good morning Hermione." I smiled warmly and wished her a good morning as well, then locked the tie in my trunk and slid on my dress clothes and robes. I trotted down the stairs and came up behind Ron and Harry who were furiously working on a last minute potion's essay.

"Good morning." I sang, setting a hand on each of their shoulders. They both looked up at me in surprise.

"You aren't mad at me?" Ron asked incredulously. I smiled.

"Dear Ron, why would you ask such a thing?"

"Well, you nearly took my bloody head off with those birds of yours!" He muttered an edge of something in his words. I felt my smile falter for a second, before returning full force.

"Oh well, accidents happen…Sometimes we do things without realizing the effect they have on other people." I snapped, looking pointedly in Lavender's direction. "And you." I said turning towards Harry who swallowed audibly. "Nice try."

"Nice try?" Ron repeated back, looking between my passive face and Harry's guilty one.

"Well, last night, our dear little Hermione returned to the common room at a rather late hour, sporting a Slytherin tie." Harry said smirking.

"Whose tie Hermione?" Ron asked.

"That's exactly what I've been trying to find out." Harry's smirk grew more pronounced, almost to a Malfoy-ish level.

"And, I've been trying to tell him that it's none of his business." I stated, turning away before the blush consumed my face. "Well, I'm off to breakfast." I said quickly, scooping up my books and walking hurriedly towards the portrait. It swung open and I stepped out, only to run into something solid. "I'm so sor—" I was cut short to find myself looking up at the pale, handsome face of Draco Malfoy.