Chapter 2- Soup and Questions

Just a forewarning to readers, this chapter is a little bit… Well I guess you could call it *cough cough* "raunchy"… Tehehe…

Draco POV

He couldn't get her out of his head, especially now that she lay asleep in his arms. The one thing he couldn't shake the image of was of those sorrow filled eyes. Beautiful, and tortured he thought to himself. He knew how she felt though, he had seen and also down things that nothing would compare to. Horrible things, thing that tortured him, tortured him down to his soul. He shuddered in remembrance, he felt the sleeping girl beneath her shiver and curl closer to his body.

Blowing his ashy blonde hair out of his blue eyes, he carefully stood up from the couch on which he was sitting and gently carried her to her bedroom; laying her gently on her bed, her chestnut hair waving out like a fan over her pillow. Without thinking he looked at her petite, sleeping form; and kissed her sweetly on her forehead.

Hermione POV

She groaned and rolled over. Wait. She thought, how can I roll over if I am in class? Then it hit her and she sat straight up to find herself in her bedroom, lying on her bed. She groaned again, and heard a slight chuckling from the rocking chair that sat near the lit fireplace, a fire crackling merrily behind the chuckling form.

She stood up and glared at the laughing Draco, and her icy glare made him sober, right up until the point that he stopped breathing, waiting for her reaction. Draco kept looking at her, as if wondering whether or not she would attack him.

She merely looked him over and found he was in his normal clothing, of dark jeans and a dark button down shirt. Hmm, he does have style that compliments his hair and eyes perfectly, she shook her head, abandoning the thought quickly. She ran a hand through her hair, and realised that her hair must have looked like a chicken's next. Using a quick spell she had learnt from Ginny, she straightened it until it fell in waves, down her back.

About to pull it in a ponytail, she heard Draco muttering something.

"I am sorry Draco, what was that you said?" she asked politely deliberately trying to be nice after the explosion she had, had earlier that day.

"I said it looked better out than pulled into a ponytail, Hermione." Draco mumbled a little more coherently than previously. He then blushed twelves shades scarlet.

Hermione's jaw had almost hit the ground as he had said that, and then spluttered out something that sounded almost like, "What?!"

Draco looked at her confused until he replied with "What?"

She tilted her head as though analysing him as she said in a rush "You complimented me, then called me Hermione! Why did you call me Hermione?"

Draco blushed an even darker shade of scarlet, and she thought that he had looked much nicer with some colour in his cheeks than just his usual ivory pallor. He quickly replied with "I called you Hermione because you called me Draco…"

She felt herself just staring at her feet, her toes curling and uncurling on the soft maroon and gold carpet. She felt that her uniform was crinkly and had creases all through it and walked to her chest of drawers and pulled out a simple summer dress. She ran to her private bathroom to change. When she came back out, Draco was making a sandwich in the small but the perfect sized kitchen for two very busy people. She asked a very quiet Draco what the time was and was extremely surprise to find the answer

"It is way past dinner, Hermione. You slept for about 9 hours straight."

"I missed all my lessons? And getting the homework? And dinner?" Hermione shrieked starting to panic

"Calm down 'mione I went to the teachers and got all the homework for you," Draco replied, his cocky façade completely gone now, "Even a dirty prick of a Slytherin tries to help people out." A joking smile now adorned his pale features

"Thank you Draco, and I am sorry for what I said (or yelled) at lunch." Hermione said in a rushed and hushed voice.

"Apology accepted, and also I got dinner from the kitchens; it is on the stove." Draco said and then turned and started walking to his personal dorms.

Hermione rushed to the small kitchen and opened the pot on the stove, bubbling away inside was her favourite soup: Potato and Leek. She smiled, then frowned; how had he known what soup she liked if he had hated her so much? She shook her head dismissing the thought.

She sat at the small dining table in the centre of the living quarters, picked up her book and began to read. (A/N: I actually do this with breakfast every morning)

Draco POV

The name slipped out of my tongue without realising,

"Calm down 'mione I went to the teachers and got all the homework for you. Even a dirty prick of a Slytherin tries to help people out."

He tried to rearrange his facial features to a sly grin, but all he could muster was a crooked smile. A Smile? Bloody hell Draco you've gone soft!, the voice that sounded suspiciously like his father hissed.

This time he almost agreed with his dead father's mysterious voice; he hadn't smiled like he had to Hermione in months, possibly years, even then they came in small doses.

As he walked from the room he heard the quick padding of feet to the stove, and the sound of a sigh, not a sad sigh but one that sounded almost as though she loved it. He smiled again and but the smile was quickly wiped from his face as he heard a shocked gasp, he hurried quicker to his dorms. From the private of his own room he heard the sounds of clanging bowls and the sound of pages turning. Draco shook his head, did that girl ever stop reading?

Draco sighed and continued to work on his Charm's essay. 8 inches of parchment with one night to do it, tiny old codger was mental. He chuckled at his wit.

After what seemed hours of trying to do his Charm's homework he stood and stretched, his stomach growled hungrily; usually if this happened he would use a stomach filling charm, but for once he felt like actually cooking something. Scratching the back of his neck he walked into the kitchen.

As he reached the door way he stopped, his jaw dropping. Hermione was in the kitchen getting a glass of water, but what surprised Draco was that she was in a red lacy brazillian underwear and bra. Without thinking Draco studied her body, trying to memorise it for later on (A/N: If you know what I mean *eyebrow raise*).

He studied the gentle swooping curves of her hips and his eyes travelled further up, taking in the graceful mounds that were her cleavage and boobs. His eyebrows contracted, he had always thought that she wasn't one to have such a beautiful body, but once he saw it he thought he couldn't have been more wrong.

What puzzled him more was that why she had underwear like that. Then it clicked. Ron Weasley. Once the war had ended Ron and Hermione had started dating and by the looks of Hermione's underwear, they had gotten pretty far. Fortunately for him they broke up after 3 months of dating, and it wasn't a clean break up either; it was very public, all over the Daily Prophet. Ron had been caught "getting it on" with Harry's old girlfriend, Cho Chang. Two thirds of the trio had almost become enemies within seconds.

Without thinking he chuckled, a little accidental sound. But through the silence it sounded as though he had yelled.

Hermione yelped as though she had been hit by a Stinging Hex, and as she spun around, she found a very red and flustered Malfoy. What he also couldn't ignore was the shocked girl staring large bulge in his pants. As though Draco just realised what Hermione was staring at, he looked down to find his erection very noticeable through his black tracksuit pants.

His eyes widened, he had had an erection before but never had he been this large, even when he spent the nights with Pansy and all the other Slytherin whores… He was at least 3 inches longer than usual, and that was saying something as he was usually big!He HH

Before anything was said Hermione had turned and fled the room, even in the embarrassment of the moment, Draco had to love the way her ass bounced as she ran…

Hermione POV

Hermione was mortified as see reached her room that Malfoy of all people had seen her in underwear. What was even worse was that it was the sexiest pair of underwear she owned! Unless you count the linger- Hermione stopped that thought. No. No way was she going to think about her a Ron and their nights together in this moment of crisis.

Ron and her moved to fast for Hermione's taste, but Ron had almost forced himself upon her on several occasions, he had made her dress up and do dirty things for his pleasure but he had always been gentle…

Hermione sighed, then without warning started sobbing again. Twice in one day? What is wrong with me? she thought.

But while she was sobbing she couldn't help but remember what she had seen in the doorway to Draco's dorms. Draco…with, with… oh bloody hell, Hermione you have seen an erection before! But never had she seen such a large one, Draco had certainly had the largest dick she had ever seen, even bigger than Viktor Krum's… Not that she had seen it but she had noticed it when he watched her study in the library. Draco's dick was easily 4 inches longer than Ron's, maybe more…

Hermione sighed and rose from her position of mortification on her bed and grabbed her dressing gown. Once she tied the belt around she grabbed her comfort book, jumped on her bed and began to read once again, Hogwarts: A History.

A third of the way through the book she heard a small timid knock. Only one other person was in this dorm, Draco. She raised her voice slightly to say come in.

Draco POV

He opened the door slightly and a nervously peered his head in. He saw her laid out on her maroon and gold covered duvet wrapped in a fluffy dressing gown. Draco gulped and asked a timid Hermione if they could talk.

When she nodded her head and patted the space next to her, Draco nervously shifted his weight from foot to foot. He wanted to go sit next to her so badly, but was afraid of how she would react.

Hermione smiled gently, "I won't bite Draco, even if you did just see me in my underwear."

Draco chuckled nervously and made his way over to Hermione's bed. As he sat down, Hermione sat up placing her book face down on the bedside table. He was nervous at what he would say to her and how she would react.

Draco gulped in a breath when he realised he had been holding it, he opened his mouth but before he could say anything he was interrupted by a panicked Hermione.

"Listen Draco, I know what you saw in the other room was probably very different to how you have ever seen me so; I am sorry for going out there so inappropriately dressed. And when I saw you with yourreallyhugebonerIgotreallyembarrassedIcanonlyim aginehowyoufeel"

Draco looked at Hermione with a shocked expression then grinned, "Ha I came in here to say the exact same thing, except I am embarrassed so I could only imagine how so I could only imagine how you felt!"

Hermione sat up a little, and Draco couldn't help but notice how her dressing gown had slipped and that the same red bra was slightly showing again. Draco tried not to stare, but he couldn't help it he was a hormonal teenage boy after all.

Hermione POV

He was staring at the slightly exposed batch of her skin and bra, and she couldn't help but feel a little flattered. With a shrug and pull she fixed her dressing gown and stood up.

"I am going to get something to eat, do you want anything?" she asked trying to ignore his eyes travelling up and down her body.

Draco stood up to and rushed a quick yep, I'll help.

Hermione looked him up and down and couldn't help but embrace him in a soft but quick hug. She looked into his eyes and said thanks.

As they walked from the room she heard him say, "So you think I have a 'really huge boner' do you?"

She smacked the back of his head playfully and strolled from the room, him one step behind her.

So what do you guy think? I was a little nervous and excited for writing this chapter, I hope you liked it. If you can please read and review! If you have any questions, queries or requests please don't hesitate to ask

xxMorganxx