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She had been avoiding him for a week. She couldn't look him in the eye, she was too embarrassed. But her thoughts continued to drift back to the kiss they shared, it felt like no other kiss she had before. She felt her body tingle from head to toe, as if their magic combined, sent electricity through her. She wondered if he felt it too.
He tried to talk to her a few times, but she kept walking. There was nothing that he could say that could make this situation better. She often found refuge in the back corner of the library. No one ever went back there and it had the most comfortable chairs in the whole spent most of her time there while she was trying to avoid him. She spread her book and parchment across the table in front of her and got down to work.
That weekend was supposed to be the first Honeydukes visit of the year and she wanted to get all of her work done before she went. The following weekend was the fall ball and Ginny wanted her to help her pick out a dress. She was going with someone, but she wouldn't tell Hermione, she wanted it to be a surprise.
She didn't have a date and all of her friends did, so going with them was not an option. She didn't want to be a third wheel, but if it were up to her, she wouldn't go at all. Being Head Girl, it was her job to make sure everyone was acting correctly.
She would probably find something simple at the dress Yule ball was the last time she went all out when she got dressed up and that night was ruined by Ron acting stupid. She felt beautiful for the first time in her life and he had to act like a jealous fool. It never occurred to him to ask her in the first place, he never realised that she was an option. Maybe that is why their relationship never worked out, he never considered her to be the best option.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a shadow crossing her papers. Her head shot up and was looking into the steel grey eyes of the person she had been trying so hard to avoid. Draco looked at ease, like he always did, but she felt anything but. The thoughts of what happened a week ago, flooded her mind again, making her feel overwhelmed and too warm. She could feel the blush start creeping up her neck and she tried to get it down. She didn't want him to know how it was affecting her.
" What do you want, Malfoy?" She snapped.
" You know what I want," he said calmly.
" I'm not doing this with you!" She started packing up her books and papers and tried with all her might not to look at the tall Slytherin.
He grabbed her hand as she was shoving the last of her things, unceremoniously, into her bag. He was willingly touching her, again. She looked up at him, his eyes were as dark as a storm cloud. She pulled her hand away, knowing if she allowed it to continue, she would do something that she knew she would regret.
" Hermione, please," he said. He had never said it before and she loved the way it sounded like a caress on his lips. How could she be feeling this way for someone that has hated her for so long.
" No, Draco. You have been nothing but nasty to me for years. Why should I even consider talking to you!"
" Because I know you feel it too!"
" I don't feel anything!" She yelled, obviously lying.
" You're a terrible liar."
" And you're prick. Now that we have stated the obvious, I will be leaving."
She tried to walk around him, but he stepped in her way. He was close, too close. She could smell his musky cologne, mint and something else. Something uniquely his. He took a step forward, causing her to back up. She caught her breath in the back of her throat, she was getting overwhelmed by his closeness, she couldn't think.
" Draco… Please," she started to say. She wanted to tell him to leave her alone, but it came out as more of a plea for something else. He dipped his head and his lips were only a breath away from hers. She could feel his breath on her face and it was making her light headed.
" Yes?" he asked with a chuckle. He was enjoying the fact that he was riling her up breaths were coming faster and she couldn't control it.
" Please…" all train of thought was thrown from her head as his lips crashed into hers. She felt the electricity flow through her again, sending shivers up her spine. He tangled his hands in her hair, pulling it back so he had better access to her mouth.
She let out a moan that surprised her, she was totally lost to him. She had never felt anything like it before, as he moved his lips from her mouth, down her neck. It was like fire every place he kissed.
" Draco…" She moaned out his name.
Realising what name she said, she snapped out of her lusty thoughts. She started to push him away, but he wrapped his arms around her waist, not allowing her to budge an inch.
" Hermione, I know you want this," he said, nipping the sensitive spot behind her ear, causing her to moan again. " Don't over think it. I can make you feel things you never dreamed of."
His words were just what she needed to hear. She could tell he was telling the truth just by the way his mouth made her go crazy. But she still needed to know why he loved putting her through hell, She needed him to tell her why. But she didn't want him to stop at that exact moment, she wanted to see if he could actually live up to those promises.
" Not here," she whispered in his ear. This place was sacred to her, she didn't want it tainted by what they were about to do. " Our room."
" Yes," he said, coming out more as a growl than anything else. He grabbed her hand, pulling her through the shelves of books that she loved so much. Once they were closer to the front of the library, he stopped her, cupped her face in his hands and looked her in the eye.
" We have a bit of a walk before we get to our room. Please don't change your mind by over thinking this. We need this. I can show you how it could be."
The sensible part of her told her not to believe him, but the part that was buried deep inside of her, told her that it was true. She knew that if he hadn't said anything, the moment he let go of her hand, she would have had second thoughts. But the sincerity behind what he said, told her that she would really be missing out on something special.
She nodded, not trusting her own voice. He was right, they did need this.
" You go first," he said, giving her a little push out of the stacks. She didn't want to look flustered, but she doubted that her hair or face looked anything but disheveled. She wanted to sprint to the third floor, but forced herself to take it slow.
I hope you guys liked this chapter! Once I get to 100 views for this story I will post the next one. I have already started that one. I was going to make this a really long chapter, but I decided to break it into two. Things will be getting intense in the next chapter.