Hey guys! I hope you enjoy the first chapter, This fic is rated M because things will start 'heating up' in later chapters. Reviews and suggestions are appreciated :)

Draco Malfoy was irritated. Something on his mind was bugging him. Never before had he been refused anything nor anyone, but all that had changed yesterday. As he sat in the common room running his hands through his slick blonde hair he let out a low dark chuckle. She would be his, for no one, not anyone, refused Draco Malfoy.

Earlier that day things had started out much like they did at the beginning of every year. Draco had been choosing out the finest most luxurious robes he could find at Madam Malkin's Robe shop when Hermione Granger herself walked in. Taking care to keep his well-practiced sneer plastered on his face Malfoy turned around to face her and smirked.

"And just what do you think you're doing here granger?" Scoffed Malfoy. "It's not as if a mud blood like you could afford anything decent" he sneered.

Hermione let out an annoyed sigh and ignored his jeer. Just as Draco was about to let another insult fly Madam Malkin lead Hermione to the back of the store near the change rooms. Malfoy scowled. Truthfully he had been rather shocked when Hermione had walked into the store. That filthy little mudblood had actually gotten decent looking! Gone was her tangled lion's mane of hair, and in its place were silky brown ringlets. Her atrocious buck teeth seemed to have shrunk and her gangly preteen body was replaced by the slender, curvy body of a woman. Feeling his trousers tighten Malfoy shook his head in disbelief. That muggle born wasn't worthy of his spit let alone his affections. Still, Malfoy couldn't help but let his mind wander to the gentle swaying of her hips and her full pink lips... He had bedded many girls in his years at Hogwarts all of them eager and willing. The Mudblood would be no different. In fact, she would probably do just about anything for one touch from the famous Draco Malfoy. He had made his decision. Despite the fact she was a mudblood, he would take much enjoyment in using her body.

Just then a nasty idea popped into his head. Glancing over his shoulder Malfoy slowly made his way to the change rooms keeping an eye out for Madam Malkin. As he reached the change room door Malfoy carefully took out his wand and quickly muttered the incantation for the Disillusionment charm. As he felt the cool eerie sensation wash over him Malfoy smiled. Creaking the change room door open slowly and carefully Draco peered in. With her back facing away from him Hermione Granger was just stepping out of her muggle clothes. Malfoy grinned as her round perfect ass came into view. Just as he was about to reach out and grab it, Hermione whipped around and let out a terrified shriek. Malfoy cursed himself. He had done the spell in such a rush that he had only covered half of his body. Turning around Malfoy raced out of the change room and back the clothing racks. He quickly removed the spell from his body and tried his best to look innocent as he rifled through the assortment of fabrics.

"Why whatever is the matter?" Madame Malkin worriedly questioned Hermione.

"I… I thought I saw some sort of creature... It was hard to tell though..." muttered Hermione

"A creature!? In my shop! Well this just won't due. I'll have to speak to someone immediately to get rid of it, I'm frightfully sorry my dear, I promise you it won't happen again"

"It's all right" Hermione answered while letting out a small smile. "It just scared me that's all! Who knows? Perhaps it was a poor house elf... oh do try to dispose of it in a humane way!" Hermione then went on to recite a rather impressive speech about the poor treatment of house elves.

Back in the clothing racks Draco chuckled to himself. He couldn't believe how perfectly it had all worked out. A few minutes later Hermione walked out of the shop. Draco trailed behind her, his eyes glued to the swaying of her hips. About halfway down the street Malfoy snuck up behind her and grabbed her hips spinning her towards him.

"Hey granger" Malfoy smirked. "I couldn't help but notice your keen interest in me and I've decided to give you what you've been wanting… How about you and I meet up tonight in the Slytherin common room? I know a filthy mudblood like you would just love to have me touch you…" Malfoy said while lowering his voice and running his left hand up and down her side. Before Malfoy could utter another word Hermione punched him with full force right in the middle of his face. "YOU BASTARD!" she shrieked pulling away from his grasp. "How dare you!? I would rather die than have you touch me" She whipped around and stormed away as fast as she could. Malfoy roared in rage ignoring the stares of the startled witches and wizards around him. He cursed and angrily wiped the blood off his face now slowly beginning to trickle from his nose. Who did that bitch think she was?! No one refused Draco Malfoy. Especially not a filthy little mudblood like her he angrily thought to himself. Fuming, Malfoy made his way to the train station determined to teach that little bitch a lesson.

Back at the common room, Draco scowled to himself as he recalled each painful detail. The only good thing that had come of it was the fleeting glimpse of Hermione's bare ass. As he sat staring at the fire he swore to himself, Hermione Granger would be his… One way or another.