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A/N: It's so nice to hear that some people actually like my story. Anyway, thanks to those who actually rewieved my story, and I know that last chapter is hardly worth considering a cliff hanger, but I just thought that I should continue from were I kind of left in the last chapter, so yeah heh he ;)) Also sorry for the delay, I was sick for a whole week, also missing on school work isn't helping, so please bear with me. ^_~
Also I would like to say that the story changes its rating here to M rated! I hope you understand what that means, but I guess don't get your hopes up you perverts, there's only going to be mild sexual contents in this chapter! ^_^
Enjoy!
"What the hell!"
Draco and Hermione pulled apart from each other, and turned in the direction of the voice. Draco recognizes the voice. Voice as annoying as that, was something he couldn't forget. Pansy Parkinson stood in the middle of the hallway, her mouth wide open, and her eyes wide with shock. Then she composed herself and glared at Hermione, and spoke again with disgust in her voice.
"What the hell are you doing you filthy Mudblood?" She all but yelled. "Get your dirty, slimy hands off of him you filth." Pansy screamed, and Draco glared at her.
"Shut up Parkinson." He growled at her, and she shrunk away a bit, but stood her ground. Her face turned to a softer expression, and she pouted.
"Drakkie, but she was touching you. I know what she did and that Mudb-" Draco cut her off suddenly.
"Don't call her that ever again. Her name is Hermione. Got that?" He said threateningly, and Pansy looked like a deer caught in headlights. She nodded her head rather reluctantly. She watched as Draco put an arm around Hermione's waist and pulled her closer to him. Hermione couldn't help but smirk at the situation. Here was the boy who had called her that for six years, defending her from his fellow Slytherin. Odd but, strangely, comforting.
"D-Drakkie what are you saying?" Pansy stuttered her face flushed.
"Are you deaf?" Draco questioned, his tone shoving clear annoyance. Pansy was speechless, and her mind was trying to process her thoughts. Her mouth was opening and closing as if saying something, but no words left her lips.
Draco knew that Pansy was stupid, sometimes. Okey, all the time, but in this situation she was pretending to be. She understood what he was saying, and no matter what face she'd pulled, he couldn't care less. He wanted to get it in to her brainless skull, that she didn't own him like she had thought all this time.
Ever since first year, she had tagged along with him, of course not as often as Crabbe and Goyle, but still, she had always tried to get his attention, but as far as he could remember, he hadn't payed her any mind. She was mostly annoyance, so he tried to escape her everytime they 'accidentally' ran into each other at school. He knew that she was following his every move, and at first he didn't mind, but around third year, it was getting really irritating.
And once again, here she was, annoying him, because he couldn't spend his time snogging Hermione. He reasoned that the only way she would finaly get it in to her thick head, would be only by showing her.
So he surprised not only Pansy, but Hermione as well, as he pulled Hermione in to a passionate kiss. Hermione's eyes widened for a brief second, but then closed, as she wrapped her hands around his neck, bringing his soft lips harder against her own. Draco smiled against her lips. He could hear Pansy gasp in shock, but that was something he had been expecting from her. She was so predictable that he just wanted to laugh out loud. But he didn't have time to think about anything else when he felt Hermione's tongue gently gliding across his bottom lip, begging for access. He parted his lips, and Hermione's tongue explored his mouth, their tongues met and Draco let out a groan and Hermione moaned softly.
"Stop it!" Pansy yelled, but Draco didn't hear her anymore. His body was on fire with desire the longer he kissed Hermione. His hands itched with wanting too touch her body. To run his hands all over her soft skin to taste every inch of her beautiful body to take her and make it last forever. But he knew this wasn't the best place and the right time. He would fulfill his desires when it would be the best time. "Stop it!' Pansy yelled again, her voice croaked and her breathing ragged.
Draco slowly, reluctantly pulled away from Hermione, and she let out a whimper of disappointment. They rested their foreheads together, their eyes showing pure desire dancing behind their heavy eyelids. Their lips were swollen and red, their faces flushed. Draco looked away from Hermione, and looked at Pansy, a smug smirk on his face.
Pansy was completely shocked, and as usual herself defence mechanism started of in that moment, her mind tried to interpretate Draco's behaviour as him trying to make her jealous. With that thought in her head she smiled, and Draco frowned.
"Oh Draco, You didn't have to snog that filth to make me jealous." She laughed, and came closer to where Draco stood, Hermione still wrapped securely in his arms. "Get lost Mudblood, Draco and I-" Draco growled, and it sounded like a growl a wild animal would emit. Pansy was silent again, her face confused. How Draco hated that she played a naïve girl, which she was not.
"Get lost yourself Pansy, and do me a favor and leave me alone." He glared at her, but his gaze was pulled away from Pansy as Hermione gently squeezed his hand, rubbing it soothingly. He looked into her chocolaty brown eyes, and his expression softened. She gave him a shy but beautiful smile, and once again he felt like there was only just the two of them. He smiled back, his face glowing with happiness. Hermione watched in awe as Draco's face transformed into a gorgeous smile, her heart beat increasing, and she could now feel it in her throat.
Pansy watched Draco's face as it pulled into the most beautiful smile she had ever seen. He had never smiled at her like that, and the thought that the 'Mudblood' was the reason he smiled like that, made her blood boil. He was supposed to look at her like that; she was supposed to be in Draco's arms, not Gryffindor filth.
"But Drakkie" Pansy pouted, and Draco once again turned his attention back to the annoying Slytherin, but with great difficulty. His smile turned into a scowl once more.
"I said leave Pansy." He said, and motioned for her to leave, but Pansy stood her ground.
"No way, and leave you with that wench? I don't think so." She declared determinately.
"Stop calling me names." Hermione cut in finaly snapping out of her daze. She glared at Pansy, and Draco couldn't stop himself from admiring how sexy she was when she was standing up for herself. He guessed that's what he liked the most about her. She was also smart, witty and god damn beautiful.
"Or what, you Mudblood bitch?" Pansy mocked a sickly grin on her face.
Hermione didn't answer; she was too busy restraining Draco from breaking Pansy's neck. When she finaly calmed Draco a bit, she turned back to Pansy, who was still smiling evilly. Without warning, Hermione quickly pulled out her wand from her robes, and before Pansy could do or say anything, she muttered stupefie and the witch went flying across the hall for a couple of feet. Draco was quite shocked to say the least.
Hermione looked around the hall, but to her utter surprise, nobody had heared them. She had been so stunned by Draco's sudden kiss, that she didn't pay attention to her surroundings. The second class had long gone started, so she guessed nobody heared the yelling in the hallway. She sighed in relief, and turned back to Draco.
"What should we do to her? I don't think we can just leave her here like this."
Draco had a contemplative look on his face. They had to handle this situation with care. If a teacher was to suddenly come and see them, they would be in big trouble. Of course there was still the fact that Pansy could tell on Hermione when she was conscious. She wouldn't, he was sure of that. She wouldn't want to be on Draco's bad side, if she did that.
"We should take her to the Slytherin common room." Draco suggested, and Hermione nodded.
They made their way through the hallway, Draco trying to be stealthy while carrying Pansy and Hermione had tough time holding back her giggles. Draco just looked so funny trying to carry Pansy.
"What's so funny?" Draco asked, as he put down Pansy and proped her against one of the stone pillars that lined the corridors.
Not able to hold back, Hermione started laughing uncontrollably, and clutched her stomach. It honestly was so funny it even hurt. Draco glared at her, and her laughing ceased, but a smile adorned her face.
"I'm sorry, but it's just so funny to watch you while you carry Pansy. You look like your going to fall over at any moment." She laughed again, and Draco just smiled. It was true, Pansy was pretty heavy, and carrying her wasn't pleasant.
"Hey, try you carrying her, and then you will know how I feel." Draco stated matter of factly, and Hermione just giggled.
"We are almost there, so I think you can live with my laughing for a moment longer, now can you?" She teased.
"Fine, but you know I could have just left her there, as your responsibility." Draco teased back. He hoisted Pansy up and in his arms and started to carry her again. Hermione was watching carefully for any other students or professors. They were lucky so far, and Hermione could see the big dungeon doors to the Slytherin dormitories. It was luck that Pansy hadn't come to it yet, because she sure as hell would start screaming and that would attract attention.
Draco said the password and the door to the common room opened. He walked inside and set Pansy down on one of the black chairs. He turned back, and saw Hermione looking around the common room. She had this far away look for a moment and Draco didn't dare to interrupt her.
Hermione was in a daze. She honestly hadn't thought that one day she would stand in the Slytherin common room. But no matter how much she disliked the Slytherin's, with few exceptions, she had to admit their common room was pretty nice. Just like the Gryffindor common room, there were huge tapestries dangling from the ceiling. The theme was green, black and silver. There were black armchairs and a silver sofa lined with green snake ornaments in front of a fireplace. The room was dim, and the light from the fireplace gave the room a soft glow. In the far corner of the room, there was a wooden desk with a matching bookcase next to it, and Hermione couldn't help but look at what kind of books they read. There were also two staircases on either side of the room.
She pulled her eyes away from her surroundings and looked at Draco, who was looking at her, and smiled. He came forward and took her by the hand. If it would have been just her and Draco, she could imagine this as a very romantic moment, but with Pansy still unconscious on one of the armchairs, she couldn't feel comfortable.
"So, what are we going to do now?"
Draco looked around the common room, and shrugged. "I don't know."
Hermione thought for a moment. It was too late to head to class, and she didn't exactly want to walk into class alongside Draco. It would cause too much suspicion. She already had enough problems with Ron, and if she were to suddenly come walking in to class with Draco, that would just put the cheery on the cake.
"I know." Draco said and pulled Hermione up the stairs. Hermione was about to question him, when they came to a stop at a simple wooden door. Draco opened the door, and revealed a big bedroom. There was a king sized bed in the middle of the room with emerald green sheets and dozens of black and silver pillows. Few tapestries lined the ceiling and a huge chandelier dangled from the ceiling in the middle. There was a huge dresser on the right side of the bed and a loveseat on the left. The loveseat was silver with a black dragon ornament.
"Where are we Draco?" Hermione asked breathlessly.
"We're in my room." He whispered in her ear. Hermione's eyes widened and she stared at him in disbelief.
"This is your room?" She asked just to check she heard him right.
"Yup, this is my room." He confirmed.
Hermione walked into the room and sat down on the loveseat. Draco stared at her for a moment before closing the door and walking over to her. He sat down next to her and Hermione gave him a shy smile. They sat in a comfortable silence, Draco just looking at Hermione, and Hermione fiddling with the hem of her skirt.
Draco slowly gathered his courage and scooted closer to Hermione on the loveseat, and she blushed when he took her hand in his.
"Hermione" He whispered his voice low and husky made Hermione shiver when he leaned down and kissed her lips with softness unknown to her. She instantly wrapped her arms around his neck and brought him closer to her. The kiss grew more passionate, as Draco pulled Hermione into his lap and she straddled his hips. Their mouths parted, allowing their tongues battle for dominance. Draco lost the battle, but wasn't put down by it. He felt an all too familiar stiffness in his pants and groaned when Hermione grinded her hips into his.
Hermione could feel Draco's arousal pressed against the inside of her thigh and sighed against his lips. She put her hands on his broad shoulders and pushed him back on the loveseat, her pelvis grinding harder against his, causing Hermione to moan softly and Draco to close his eyes and shudder from the sensation he was feeling.
He took hold of her hips and lifted Hermione up. She immediately wrapped her long, slender legs around his waist, their lips still interlocked. He sauntered over to the bed; his erection growing by the second as Hermione sucked on his tongue and bottom lip.
Draco layed Hermione down on the bed, her legs still locked around his hips as he kissed down the length of Hermione's neck and collar bone. Hermione whimpered and moaned when he bit her neck lightly and sucked the spot, leaving a small bite mark on her neck. His hands moved under her school shirt and caressed the skin on her waist, and then moved higher to cup her breasts through the fabric of her lacey bra. Hermione moaned louder when Draco's hands moved over her bra covered nipples, and Draco couldn't help but smirk. He removed his hands from her breasts, but only to unbutton her school shirt, his lips once again locked fiercely with Hermione's as she pulled at his own clothes desperately. She could feel a dull ache between her legs which made her even more desperate.
Hermione's mind was buzzing with thoughts as she managed to pull off Draco's shirt, revieling his lean but muscular chest and rock hard abs. She stilled in her actions, which made Draco stop. What was she doing? He looked at her, confusion written clearly across his face. "What's wrong Hermione?" He asked, but she was silent.
This was wrong, she couldn't do this, she kept chanting in her mind. It wasn't that she wasn't ready, but a certain red headed boy invaded her mind, and she felt guilty. Ron was still her boyfriend, and here she was in Draco's bedroom, ready to…
"Hermione?" Draco's voice cut off her inner thoughts. She was at a loss for words, her body was aching for Draco's touch, but her mind was clouded by guilt. "Did I do something wrong?" She heard him say, and she snaped out of her stupor.
"It's not that…I just…" She cut herself off, now feeling guilty not only for Ron, but for Draco as well. Draco not knowing what to do didn't dare to force himself on her.
"Its okey Hermione." He whispered burying his face in her curly hair, and inhaling her scent of cinnamon and apples. He embraced her tightly and Hermione let herself be held by Draco and wrapped her arms around his bare torso, feeling a bit better.
They sat in silence for a moment, just holding each other. Hermione broke the silence first, her voice trembled a bit. "I'm sorry Draco I-"
"Shh don't worry Hermione." He cut her off gently. "I shouldn't have forced myself on you. I should be the one who's sorry." Hermione smiled at that, but turned serious after that.
"It was partly my fault as well, because I could have just pushed you away…" She could see Draco's lips curve into a small smile.
"But you didn't." He shrugged. "Does that mean I have a chance?" Hermione could hear the hopefulness in his voice, and his eyes shoved the sincere hope in them.
"I don't know." She answered truthfully. "Ron is still my boyfriend, an-"
"Then break up with him." Draco cut her off once again, and she frowned.
"What makes you think that I would break up with him?" Hermione asked, annoyed. "There is nothing that-" The rest of her words were muffled by Draco's lips. Her eyes closed on her own accord and her hands automatically went to his platinum blond hair. She inwardly cursed her traitorous body for betraying her beliefs. At least that's what she kept telling herself.
Draco pulled away from her and smirked. "So, how about that Hermione?"
Hermione huffed and got off Draco's bed. "Your such a git, you know that?" She crossed her arms over her chest, and Draco whistled. She glared at him for an explanation, and he just pointed at her chest area. She blushed when she noticed her shirt was wide open revieling her black lacey bra. She quickly buttoned up her shirt and glared at Draco. She blushed even more when she realised that he wasn't wearing a shirt.
"Like what you see?" Draco teased and Hermione stuck her tongue out at him. He just laughed at her antics and Hermione couldn't help but smile.
"We should propably head to class." Hermione pointed out, as she made her way to the door. "We have already skiped two classes, I think I have enough for one day, don't you think?" He shrugged.
"Yeah, I guess."
Draco put back on his shirt, sighing irritably. Hermione walked downstairs, and found Pansy surprisingly still out, so she left not really wanting to get in more trouble. Draco watched her leave, his face pulled in a frown. He followed shortly after her, not really wanting to go to class, but not wanting to stay in the common room with Pansy.
Hermione walked down the hallway, her head swimming with doubts. She wasn't denying it that she was attracted to Draco, but was it all there was? Did she feel something else for the Slytherin? She sighed. It was so confusing; she couldn't stop thinking about what had transpired between them. She hadn't gone this far with any guy, but there was something about Draco that almost made it alright. She sighed. The nerve that boy had to tell her to break up with Ron. Absurd. She thought as she walked to the next class Herbology. She suddenly remembered the feeling of Draco's lips against her own, and sighed exasperatedly. This was going to be a very long day.
A/N: Thank you for reading and Please Rewiev. They really make me happy! ^_^
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