Disclaimer- I do not own anything to do Harry Potter…I wish I did…Malfoy…take me know! Lol


'We really have to stop this Malfoy' she said while he silkily ran his fingers down her arm.

'Little late for that now Granger' He said, now slipping down the soft material on her shoulder and kissing the exposed flesh.

Hermione put her hands to his chest and pushed him back a little.

'No…' she whispered '…we have to stop. This has gone on long enough. I cant keep doing this' he grinned evilly and went into to kiss her. But before he even got to touch her, she put her hands up and pushed him back again.

'I said no Malfoy' He looked at her, now getting a little frustrated.

'Like I said, Its too late now. You were the one that perused this after the first time. Then you come to me and everytime you say the same old bloody thing…but you just come crawling back for more…begging me to fuck you…why is that?' He looked at her. She was beginning to blush. Getting all hot and bothered from this encounter…why did she come crawling back? She came to a conclusion, she needed it. All this…this thing with Malfoy, he was just a quick release from the real world…her release from all her problems. It wasn't healthy, she knew it…but she couldn't deny the fact that he was just too good. She needed it, she craved it. And he knew it.

'I take it by your silence that you're giving this a lot of thought. So why don't you hurry up and answer the question…why do you keep coming back?' he smirked evilly. He knew she would give in. she almost always did…for it was exactly how it had happened the first time.

FLASH BACK

He had found her sitting in a bar, drowning her sorrows with alcohol. She was upset, angry at the world…her mother had just past away and she could not deal with it all. So she took it all out on alcohol.

He was out for a good time when he had found her. They were both nineteen now, both working for the ministry and just as it so happened they worked in the same department.

She was wearing a 'little black dress' and those 'fuck me' heals. She had grown to be a sexy woman. He was wearing a pair of black dress pants and a black shirt that was open two buttons. He was as smooth as always.

He was walking through the crowd when he saw her sitting at the bar. He smirked and walked up to her. She had just sat down her glass, when-

'Well, well, well. If Potter could see you know' he said suavely. Hermione froze.

'It could only be you Malfoy' she looked up at him through her eyelashes. She turned to the bar 'Scotch on the rocks please'.

'Hitting the hard stuff Granger. Never knew you were the type…Whiskey, straight' he said to the bartender 'So what brings you here Granger? finally realised that Potty cheated on you and you're trying to kill yourself with alcohol?' he smirked and took a seat next to her.

'Whatever Malfoy. I am really not in the mood for your shit and for the record Harry and I are not dating' she took a sip of her drink. The bar was dimly lit and what lights there were, reflected off them perfectly. In the background, you could hear suave, sexy music.

'Anyway. Why are you asking me what I am doing here? Aren't you, Draco Malfoy the one in a muggle bar. I never thought I'd see the day' she took another sip and looked at him. They were sitting next to each other. His body facing hers and her facing him and the bar, her legs crossed over…showing quite a lot of leg. Their sexual chemistry obvious.

'I like a change' he took a sip, all the while not taking his eyes off her. Her make-up was done smoky and sexy and her hair fell down in soft curls to the middle of her back. 'My, how the bookworm has changed' he lightly touched her leg. Her body erupted in goose bumps. She hated it. She hated him. It was bad enough she had to see him at work. He gave her hell. But now he was taking up her free time as well.

'Don't touch me Malfoy. I'm not like all those sluts you get, with one of your looks. Now, kindly leave so I can stew in my problems alone' she faced the bar and took another sip. He watched her for a moment. A thought came to mind and he smirked.

'You know. I have a…better solution to dealing with your problems' she snapped her head towards him. Was the infamous Draco Malfoy really hitting on her? She was shocked.

'Are you suggesting…' he grinned evilly.

'You have changed Granger. So I wouldn't feel so dirty fucking you. No strings attached…isn't that just a wonderful thing about fuck buddies?' she looked taken aback. She looked at him again. He was serious for that moment. He WAS being serious.

'Even if I wanted something like that. Why in bloody hell would it be with you?' he smirked before leaning in close to her ear whispering-

'Enemies have the hottest sex. And trust me when I say…I am good and I could fuck you so hard 'Draco' will be the only thing you'll be able to say' he pulled back and watched her. There it was. Her legs went weak. She couldn't believe how turned on she was from his suggestion. Her sense of normality disappearing, her morals flying out the window. It was crazy. She couldn't believe she was actually considering it.

She turned towards the bar and downed her drink in one go. She turned again towards him and in a flash, she had grabbed him by the front of his shirt and smashed their lips together. They kissed each other hungrily, their tongues mingled as the taste of alcohol mixed. Touching each other everywhere they could.

Meanwhile in Hogsmead:

Ron sat with Harry in the three broomsticks.

'Do you think she will be ok?' asked Ron

'I hope so mate. She took it pretty hard. No one knew that cancer would kill her. They thought she was in remission' Harry took a sip from his fire whisky 'I just hope she isn't doing anything stupid'

Back at the bar:

If you walked back into the bar, past the tables, chairs and lounges. Past the dance floor, around and past the stairs that went up to a second level; and kept walking to the back of the bar, where it was a bit darker and secluded. You would find a woman pressed up against a wall, heavily kissing a handsome blond man. She had pulled him there herself. He had stopped her and pushed her against the wall, attacking her lips with his. Their hands every where they could reach.

He trailed kisses down her neck as she gasped and tried to pull him closer. His hand trailed down her waist, past her hips, down her thigh and to just behind her knee, where he hooked it up and brought her leg up, pressing himself harder against her. He brought his mouth back up, kissing her heatedly once again.

They finally broke away, panting heavily. They looked at each other. He stroked her leg, without breaking the contact, He slid his hand into her dress and pressed firmly between her legs. She gasped and closed her eyes.

'My place' he whispered huskily.

From there it was a blur as to how she got to his place. The next thing she knew, she was slammed against a wall of a darkened room, with only the light from the outside world to cast eerie shadows across their faces.


A/N…sorry to do that, but I thought I would leave it hanging and continue the saucy stuff in the next chap…lol…your all going to hate me for doing it, but it just makes it all better.