DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of Harry Potter or its characters or story lines. Unfortunately, my name is not JK Rowling.

Please enjoy this story! It's one of my favorites that I've written.

Draco's POV

I watched my brown eyed, brown haired witch walk out that door while I stayed at the bottom of the stairs. If she wanted to leave, I felt as I couldn't make her stay.

She enjoyed it though, as did I. Maybe too much. I got lost in the moment. I just wanted to make her night not so horrible but then there she was, looking so fantastic and I just did it – I made my first move.

After a while, I left the staircase and went to my dorms. Usually I don't care for being on my own but tonight I'm glad my father paid off the Slytherin Prefect so I could have my own room.

That night I did two things I would have never done before. One, kiss a "Mudblood" and two, pleasure myself to get rid of my erection.

Before long, I was moaning Granger's name and cumming into my hand. Then I decided to let her make the next move. I would wait until tomorrow to see what her reaction to me would be.

It was a few days before I saw her again. She was talking with Potter in a whispered tone. I wouldn't attempt talking to her in front of him. Before I know it, the second task was here. I watch as Victor Krum drags Granger out of the water. This makes me so jealous. Jealous? I've never been jealous before. Uncharted territory, that's for sure. I need to get her alone and talk about Krum's relationship with her. However, I almost started laughing while I watched Krum fuss over her but as soon as Potter emerged with Weasel and Fleur's sister, she left Krum's side and rushed to aid her friend. Krum's face was hilarious.

A few days passed and suddenly everything changed. I heard rumors that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was planning on returning. Great!

That summer before fifth year was hell. My father was by His side, night and day. I tried to comfort my mother but it was a failure. I never saw Him but my father told me I would be asked to join them soon. Oh, joy!

That year I told myself I would not get close to HER. I would try to focus on my school work and try to beat her in my studies. It wasn't long until I found myself in the library alone with her.

I took a corner opposite of the room than her. Within five minutes she was up and looking for another book. I watched her sit back down, totally oblivious that I was there.

Eventually I got some of my work finished and as I was packing up my things, I hear an exasperated growl and a THUMP of a book falling. I look up to find my witch with her hands in her hair. Her eyes meet mine and frustration is replaced with panic.

"Sorry, I thought I was alone," I heard. Such a lovely voice.

"I've been here a while Granger. I feel offended, most people notice my presence," I smirked.

Hermione's POV

"Offended Malfoy? I didn't know you could be offended by a Mudblood," I said as I walked over to pick up the book I threw. That was rather childish. Why didn't I notice he was here? He looked at me, his eyes sad.

I walked past his table to put the book away while I said, "Well, don't worry; I'll be gone in a minute so you don't have to be offended any longer." He then caught my hand and I was pulled into his lap. "Malfoy!" I screeched.

"Shh Granger. Please, don't ever call yourself that foul word. There isn't anyone as deserving to be a witch than you, despite heritage." He used my shocked face to continue. "Take this warning though; you and your friends are in trouble. HE has plans and you are going to be on the receiving end." His eyes pleading with me. "Please be careful!" He then kissed me.

It felt so wonderful to kiss him again. He tasted of spearmint toothpaste. I put my hands in his hair pulling him to me and his arms wrapped around my waist.

He pulled away and said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that again."

"Malfoy, please stop talking!" With that I crushed my lips on his again. It only took a few seconds from him to respond. He was rougher this time knowing my acceptance was given.

As it did the night of the Yule Ball last year, his lips left mine and trailed my collarbone, throat, and then chest before the beginning of my shirt. I felt buttons pop open before feeling his hands on my breast.

My mouth lets "Draco" escape my lips in a groan.

He goes rigid and looks back at me hungrily. "Say it again. Say my name."

I whisper, "Draco" again.

Draco's POV

"Draco." I came undone. I felt like putty. It sounded so good on her lips. Never has she called me THAT. So sexy! Who knew your own name could have such an impact on you.

I pushed her bra aside and took a nipple in my mouth.

Before we knew it, we are panting and she stood up off my lap. She pulled me over to a secluded section of the library. Pulled her shirt off and then her bra. I watched as my witch then stepped out of her skirt as well.

Damn, she's so sexy. I walked up to her and lifted her up on the table. I spread her legs apart and adjusted my body between them.

I hear her whisper, "What am I thinking? I've gone crazy."

"No, my smart witch. For once, you aren't thinking, you're feeling."

"Merlin, I want you so bad. Since last year."

I sucked my breath in at her boldness. "I have too." I dip my head and suck on her nipple again. Slowly, my hand lowers to her stomach and stop at her panties. I look at her and she looks frightened but nods. I slowly pull her knickers down off her body. I stare at her now naked body. "You are so beautiful."

One of my hands is up playing with her nipples while the other makes its way all down her body.

I find the wetness between her legs and I am once again reassured that she wants this as bad as I do.

I can't get too into this. Tonight needs to be about her pleasure, not mine. Don't get carried away and hurt her.

Slowly, I play with her sex. Getting her more wet, I feel my erection grow in size. I decide to put my head in between her legs and lick where I've been playing with. Slowly easing one finger in with my tongue she moans my name. With that, I insert two fingers. She's so tight. Not too long and she's tightening around me and claps a hand over her mouth so she doesn't scream.

When she's done cumming, I remove myself from between her legs and lick my fingers. She's huffing on top the table, eyes closes. So sexy!

Soon she was under control. "What was that?"

I chuckled. "You don't know what an orgasm is?" She shakes her head, obviously embarrassed. "What - have you never experienced one?"

"No one's ever done this to me."

"Yeah but you've had sex though? Haven't you had an orgasm then?"

"I've never had sex. Or anything equivalent. I've never kissed anyone until the Yule Ball last year…with you." At this she pulled off the table and picked up her clothes. Overly embarrassed now of being so inexperienced when she knew I wasn't.

I was floored, so much so that I watched her get fully dressed without really knowing. I finally snapped out of it when she said, "Draco, I know I'm not experienced and that must just disgust you so I'll leave." She turned when I grabbed her.

"No, I'm not disgusted. I'm so happy! I just wish I would have waited for you too. You could never disgust me Hermione." She sucked in her breath. I've never called her by her first name before.

We embraced each other for a while but then went our separate ways to our dorms. We are going to keep this a secret for as long as we can.

Once back in my own room, I took care of my problem that has yet to shrink back to normal. But I'm glad I didn't make tonight about my happiness. Now knowing that I'm going to be her first, I want to make it special, not just a shag on a library table.