Author's Note: Hello, everyone! I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed Chapter 1! It really gave me the motivation to keep this up. I'd also like to say that this chapter is a little SMUTTY! So it's rated M, just because I'm paranoid. If you don't know what smut means, then you should probably not read this chapter, or any future chapters that I say are M. Well, I think that's it! REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!(:

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters. They all belong to J.K. Rowling. One day, I WILL use Polyjuice Potion... :)


Chapter 2: Make Up Sex

Hermione sighed as she was walking up to her apartment after a long, hard day at work. Someone had carelessly let loose a raging dragon from its cage, causing utter chaos at the Ministry. She ran her fingers through her minor fire damaged hair, turning her key in the lock. She walked into the dark apartment, oblivious to pale haired man leaning against the back of her couch.

"Hermione."

Hermione turned around to see Draco standing in her apartment, which was once their apartment. Her breath came ragged on the inside, but on the outside she was stronger.

"Draco. What are you doing here? I thought you were home with your mother?" She asked, remembering his excuses to leave. 'My mother is worried that I'm not being fed right.', 'I just need to go home for a while, I need to find me.', and so many unreasonable excuses. He hurt her, leaving on such a short notice. It killed her. Every ounce of her body felt as if it was cracking. She was waiting for the last tap that would shatter her being. That tap was walking up towards her.

"'Mione, I'm back. For good, this time. I decided that I don't care what people think when they see me with you or you with me. I fucking love you Hermione Jean Granger. And not even the bloody incarnation of Voldemort could keep me away from you." He said, his usual Malfoy sneer replaced with a soft, gentle smile. He walked closer until he was mere inches away from her.

Hermione smiled through her tear glazed eyes, looking up at him. "Do you really mean that?" She asked softly, lacing her hands into his.

Draco scoffed. "Why would I say something I didn't mean? Do you not know me at all, Granger-Ow!" Hermione slapped his arm hard, a joking glint in her eyes.

"Damn, woman! What the hell was that for?!" Draco asked, a playful smile revealing itself.

"For leaving me." Hermione retorted, just as playful. "But I've decided I would forgive you." She said, causing Draco to raise his eyebrows. "For a small price…" She whispered, pulling him down only inches away from her lips.

Draco smirked. "Is that so? Well, I think I could pay that." He said, as a matter -of-factly. His lips crashed down onto hers, as he pushed her back into the wall behind her.

Hermione moaned as she wrapped her legs around his waist, snogging him senseless. She had missed the intimate times she spent with Draco.

Draco moved his hot tongue across her bottom lip, trailing soft and hot kisses down her neck stopping at her chest. He sucked the tender spot, causing her to moan loudly. She ground herself against his growing bulge, trying to get as much friction as possible. She was tired of playing games. She grabbed his head roughly, pulling his ear to her mouth. "Stop being a tease. Just do me." She whispered seductively. Draco kissed her lustfully, lifting her up and, without separating their lips, carried her to their bed.