Disclaimer: this is absolutely nothing of mine, no profit is being made-not in the currency, money sense of the word. All of these characters (all two of them) belong to JK Rowling.

Author's note: this is basically a conversation between Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger. Its pretty easy to see what's going on, but its best if you read the first two parts of the requirement series before this.


Dialogue


"You're late."

"My apologies, I thought I had scheduled my spur of the moment secret tryst five minutes later"

"Shut up."

"My aren't we feisty today?"

"I'm always feisty."

"I know, C'mere"

"Mmmm, I've been waiting for this all week. Looking forward to this. Oh god."

"Like that?"

"Smug bastard.

"It's okay to be smug when one posses something to be smug about."

"How can you talk at a time like this?"

"A time like what?"

"Don't. Don't even begin to talk. Just be quiet for now. Mmmhmmm, at a time like this, we oh! That, now and talk later…"

"What do you want?"

"Ah! Need."

"What do you need?"

"This. More of this."

"Got to be a little more explicit than that."

"Damn you."

"What do you want? Hmm?"

"Bastard."

"What do you need?"

"This."

"Do you?"

"Dammit, what do you want me to say? Wipe that smug grin off your face! You! I want-I need you."

"Like this?"

"YES! Just like that! Oh God!"

"Why do you keep calling to him? He has absolutely nothing to do with this."

"Mmmmmhmm"

"Fuck yeah."

"Oh!"

"Just-"

"Mm."

"Like-"

"Ah!"

"That."

"Look at me, Granger."

"Malfoy!"

"What kept you all week?"

"Ron. OW! For Goodness sake! What was that for? Are you growling? What has gotten into you, Malfoy?

"I don't like you around him."

"Nothing happened, you git! Let go! You're crushing me!"

"You're mine, Granger!"

"What? I do not belong to you! You Fer-Chauvinistic pig! We are here for mutual enjoyment and nothing- I am not yours you possessive freak! I do as I please!

"Mine, Granger."

"NO! Malfoy! I am not yours! I will never be yours! And what do you care? You don't even like me! You are just being an annoying jealous prat! Now, STOP this! I am not yours!"

"Really, Granger? Then who can make you quiver with just a look?"

"Stop it!"

"Steal your breath with just one kiss."

"Don't."

"Who do you come to every night? Go out of your way to see?"

"Oh! Keep doing that!"

"To whom do you confess your darkest desires?"

"You! You! Please, now!"

"Who was your first?"

"God,"

"Ah, there he is again. Knew he would make an appearance sooner or later."

"You were, Malfoy."

"Who makes you come every single night screaming his name?"

"You!"

"Whose name do you scream?"

"Yours!"

"Who do you belong to?"

"To you!"

"WHO?"

"DRACO!"

"Huh."

"What? What?"

"You called me Draco."

"Did I?"

"You were there too."

"Do you want me to make it up to you?"

"no."

"Malfoy?"

"Don't."

"Where are you going? It's-Malfoy what? Where are you going? Malfoy-Don't you push me!"

"What are you doing to me, Granger?"

SLAM

"Malfoy! DAMMIT!"