Disclaimer: It all belongs to J.K. I just twist it around for my own amusement.

A/N: I'm working on another story but I've been stuck on it so I just wanted to throw this out here as a one-shot. Hope you like. NOT FOR KIDS!! Please Review! P.S. Andrew this is not a hint that I'm cheating on you I just love Draco, though if he were real I might strongly think about it. Just joking! Muah!

Puzzle Pieces

Why was I acting this way? Who ever would have imagined I could do something like this…repeatedly. I loved Ron. No. I love him. I do. Don't I? We've been together forever and he's always been there for me. I have so much fun with him I don't think I can live without him. He loves me more than anything in the world and hates when I can't be with him. How could I do this to someone I love so much? I can learn to feel the passion with him can't I? I can learn to find him devastatingly attractive, and teach him how to make my body burn. No. I don't think I can. There are just some things you can't teach.

Ron can't make me feel the way he does. Just looking into his eyes makes me weak in the knees. I start to flush and all I want in the world is him on top of me, inside of me, all over me. He makes me scream and moan and I see fireworks. A single touch from him sends chills all through my body and I know he feels the same.

But it can't be. He's irresponsible, and a playboy, and he only knows that part of me. The part that likes to have fun and be pleasured and…ugh this is ridiculous. I can't keep thinking of him. I've ignored him for a month, ever since Ron gave me this ridiculous ring. It's all ridiculous. I'm Hermione fucking Granger for goodness sakes! I'm not the kind of girl you'd expect to want to be thrown against the shower wall and fucked so hard I scream.

I roll over and look at Ron snoring soundly beside me. I love him. He's so sweet and caring and trusting. He's been with me through everything. We've fought side by side and I guess it just came natural to start dating. I look at the flamboyant and over the top rock on my finger. I just want to chuck it out the window or anywhere for that matter. It feels so heavy, so heavy it's dragging me to Hell for being such a stupid cruel girl.

Tonight of course Ron had wanted me. I had complied of course because I felt guilty, but it felt wrong. I faked my whole way through. He seemed to buy it pretty easily. When his hands touched me they felt wrong, I just wanted to push him away and go to sleep. Our bodies didn't melt into each other. I felt like a puzzle piece, very close to the right fit with Ron, but there was just one thing wrong. And here I was like a little kid getting frustrated, trying to cut the corners to make us fit because it made sense. We seem so similar; we seem like a good match.

But I dream of him every night, and think about him during the day. This was why when I saw him standing in the doorway I automatically assumed I had dozed off. I sat up straighter rubbing my eyes. I quickly realized this was no dream. Sending the figure in the doorway a scathing look I tried to quietly get out of bed without disturbing Ron. What was I thinking, Ron slept so loudly I could probably have a five man romp on the bed without him noticing.

I crept quickly over to the door pushing him down the hallway and into the bathroom, throwing a quick silencing charm on it and locking it.

"I like where you're going with this." He grinned devilishly at me.

For a moment I was caught up in those eyes but then I forced myself to remain angry.

"What the hell are you doing here Draco?!" I hissed at him furiously.

"I missed you." He cupped my face gently and ran his thumb across my cheek.

I just melted. I tried to stay angry at him for showing up there and keep my resolve not to cheat on Ron anymore. I was just gathering my thoughts on how to tell him when I felt gentle kisses going down my neck and onto my collarbone, making me weak and my breathing come out harsh and ragged.

"We can't do this anymore Draco, I'm engaged to Ron. He loves me." I held my hand out to him to show him the ring.

"I read about it in the papers," he mumbled still kissing me and his hands started roaming, "the ring is godawful too in my opinion. You shouldn't marry him." His hand trailed up my thigh to my short pink nightgown. It wiped most of the thoughts out of my head for a minute.

"Who else am I supposed to be with Draco?! Ron and I are meant for each other. You and I can't do this anymore. It was a mistake from the beginning."

"I don't recall you saying it was a mistake when you were screaming my name and begging me to fuck you harder."

I blushed from the truth in his words. It was true. When it came to Draco he was irresistible. His light blonde hair made him seem like an angel. And oooo those eyes, those amazing blue grey eyes that could look dark and cloudy with lust or dance and sparkle with happiness. They changed according to his mood and I could always tell how he was feeling because of them. His body was lean but chiseled and strong from Quidditch. His body melded perfectly with mine. I felt his body pull away from mine and I almost groaned in disappointment until I realized that is what I was supposed to tell him to do anyways. Then I registered the sound of the shower turn on and I looked up at him.

"Wh-what are you doing?" I asked hesitantly suddenly feeling nervous.

"Having a shower care to join me?" was his suave answer.

It drove me crazy. I smashed my lips against his and wrapped my arms around him. We both fought for dominance with our tongues as I started trying to rip off his shirt. Buttons from his shirt flew in all directions and I pulled away as he started lifting my night gown over my head. Now I only had on a pair of sheer black panties but the room was warm and filling with steam from the shower.

I worked frantically on his belt, "Damn boys and their belts, what do you always wear a belt for?" I mumbled mostly to myself and he grinned at me. He reached down to help me and I had soon gotten his pants off. He was wearing a pair of scarlet boxers which made me giggle.

"Just for my little Gryffindor babe" he whispered into my ear making shivers run down my spine.

He knelt down and slowly started taking off my panties, lingering down my legs and bringing them to my ankles, breathing warmly on my thighs. It was driving me crazy and he knew it. I decided to give him a taste of his own medicine.

I started kissing down his chest to his stomach, nipping and sucking in different areas to make him squirm pleasantly. I pulled down his boxers and ran my tongue down his member while doing so. It tasted like heaven and I wanted it inside of me. Enough with the foreplay, it had been too long since I last saw him. He seemed to have the same thing in mind.

He picked me up squeezing my ass tightly and I wrapped my legs around him instinctively. He walked us into the shower and I couldn't help but give out a little squeal as the hot water poured down my body. My hair went lip and warm water ran down my breasts pooling between our bodies. He pressed my back against the tile wall and the combination of cold and warmth made me shudder with desire. He put one hand against the wall to prop us up and shifted so that I could lower myself onto him. I reached out for the walls and almost grabbed onto the shower rod but remembered from experience that they weren't exactly the sturdiest or most dependable things, so I opted for the shower head. He guided himself with his other hand towards my eager lips and slowly teased my clit with it for a moment. I moaned wantonly and thrust myself down. His eyes registered shock as he was plunged completely into me and I screamed in pain and pleasure.

Slowly he moved inside of me and I moved to meet him. He had never been this deep before and I was experiencing a new plain of that wonderful combination of pain and pleasure. The warm water was completely erotic and my eyes rolled up as he started to thrust a little harder. Small moans escaped my mouth and I gasped in surprise as he took one of my breasts into his mouth. He sucked and teased my nipple with his tongue making it go pert and erect.

"Faster Draco…please…" I panted desperately.

Our slick bodies moved in synchronization. We were both sweaty and wet and slick. I could feel the familiar pressure in my back and I knew I was close. His straining muscles glistened as he moved and pounded me hard into the tiled wall. I knew I would be black and blue tomorrow but it was so worth it. The pressure was building and I just needed something to push me over the edge. Right then I felt one of his hands come down from the wall to play with my clit rubbing it quickly in a circular motion. Stars exploded behind my eyes as I came hard and moaned and screamed his name. This pushed him over the edge and he came into my waiting body.

We slid slowly down the wall and I lay with my head against his heaving chest, still shaking slightly from the intense orgasm. We were both gasping for breath as the water continued to pour down onto us. Soon the water started to get cold and he lifted me off of him gingerly to turn it off. He grabbed his wand and cast a quick drying spell on us. He pulled on his boxers and tossed me my discarded night gown.

My mind started to come back to me and I was scandalized by what I had just done. Especially with Ron practically in the next room! This had to stop. I opened my mouth to speak but he just touched a finger to my lips quieting me.

"You should get rid of that ring," he said quietly.

I just sat there dumbfounded for a second. That was the last thing I had expected him to say. Usually it was something saucy and suave, or charming and devilish. Not unintelligible and odd.

"What?"

"You should get rid of it. It's ugly and ill suited for you. You should take this one instead." He reached for the pocket of his pants that were still on the floor and pulled out a black box.

Opening it slowly he revealed a beautifully cut petite diamond with a platinum band, with the words 'Passionate Love Lasts Forever' engraved on the inside. I just stared at it then him. What had I gotten myself into?

A/N: I was thinking of it as a one shot but let me know if you think I should continue it, I'm not quite sure at this point.

Much Love

CiCi