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Chapter 3.

Draco was pissed off. He didn't know what to make of his feelings. Knowing these won't go away anytime soon, he had to talk with Hermione. This time, just talk … not … whatever happened last time. He groaned in frustration. That was exactly what his body wanted. Suddenly he noticed the woman of his thoughts walking in front of him. He walked up to her, his trademark smirk back on his face.

"Granger, where are you going?" He asked catching her attention finally.

"Oh, Malfoy .. I, uh … um I . . I'm going to the…. Oh, library!" She sputtered. He narrowed his eyes.

"Granger why do you seem nervous to me? Because of me perhaps?"He asked raising an eye brow and leaning against the wall casually with his arms crossed.

"Fuck off Malfoy" She snarled angrily. He scoffed.

"Yeah right that'll happen, like I'm ever gonna listen to the dearest Gryffindor princess" He said rolling his eyes.

"Whatever Malfoy, you must have come here for a reason or… are your pathetic excuse of friends tired of you too?" She said dismissing him.

"Granger.. You're treading on thin ice here" he warned.

"Oh yeah?" She challenged. Stupid Granger.

"Whatever I know why I bothered to have small talk in the first place .. Meet me in the library in 10 minutes" He said turning away from her. He can't stand another minute in her presence without thinking about things he shouldn't be thinking about.

"Why?" She asked ever curious.

"You'll see." He said and left.

Hermione was curious and also annoyed. Curious because she wanted to know what was the thing Malfoy wanted to talk to her about and annoyed because he was late and because she couldn't seem to control herself in front of him. He was right she was nervous…nervous because of him. Merlin! What was happening to her?

She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't notice the tall, well built figure behind her. Suddenly she felt a movement behind her and before she knew what was happening. Oh no. She was pinned against the wall.

Shit! She had been off her guard. Damn it! Okay… okay Hermione relax don't let him know you're scared OK? Pretend to be unfazed, confident not at all scared or confused. Good. Ask him what's wrong, and who is he.. Yeah ask him Hermione c'mon.

"What do you want?" her voice came out as a squeak. Well done! He has no idea that you're nervous, she chided herself.

He gave an amused chuckle and stepped back from her no longer pinning her against the wall. She already knew who it was, she guessed it by his amusement by her squeak. Suddenly the cold hit her she realised that she liked being pinned by him. His body emitted warmth which she loved feeling. She shook her head as much as she could without being too obvious. She then turned to him.

"Malfoy, what's the meaning of this?" she asked trying to hide the near obvious lust and aroused nervousness in her eyes and voice. He took a step or two forward she took equal steps back. Once more trapping herself, with the wall behind her and him standing only a few feet away.

"Are you nervous again Granger?" He asked amused.

"Because of you? Never!" she claimed confidently though her eyes said something else altogether. She herself didn't know how long she could pretend not to be affected since she was affected... very much affected…. All she wanted to was to pull him to her in a searing kiss but she couldn't show all that of course. He seemed to have guessed her actual condition.

He smirked "Not nervous?" She shook her head. He took a few steps forward.

"Now?" Another shake of her head made him chuckle. He came even closer. So close that his body pressed against hers again. Close enough for her to feel his hard on. Close enough to feel his breath tickling her chin. His face was now inches apart from hers.

"Nervous because of me? Aroused?" He asked in a husky low voice. She lost it.

"Merlin yes!" She screamed.

He smirked placing a silencing charm around them. His face was so close…. So close… Hermione closed the distance kissing him with full force. He kissed her back with the same intensity. He pushed his body harder against hers, his excitement becoming even more prominent when he felt her nipples through the material.

He groaned and kissing her with renewed passion, slipped his hand under her shirt. Cupping her breast he massaged it. His excitement strained against his pants.

"Fuck" he groaned, startled at feeling her cup him through his pants. She unzipped him pulling it out she squeezed it.

"Draco" she moaned.

"Merlin Hermione". He panted.

This witch was simply delightful. He loved the way his name just slipped from her mouth. He had to admit he loved the way his name, his REAL name sounded from her lips. He turned her round, making her face the wall, he brushed his groin with her back. His eyes rolled up.

Nuzzling her neck he felt something he never felt with any other girls he had been with before. That's when the rational part of his mind spoke up, Draco what are you doing?! She's Granger, Hermione Granger, Gryffindor princess pure saint Granger. The Mudblo—Draco growled. Don't call her that his heart spoke up. You lov—

"No I don't!" he growled.

"Draco….? .." Hermione asked voice husky with need and lust and maybe something else….

He shook his head. No. That's it nothing else in her voice except need and lust. She moved to kiss him again. The second their lips touched Draco was transfixed. He needed her too he suddenly realised. No Draco Malfoy didn't need anyone. He needed to get a grip on himself.

"Get off me mudblood" He snarled pushing her away forcefully.

"Huh?" She asked a little lost.

"I said I hate you, you're nothing but a mudblood slut, whore" He forced out the words from his mouth harshly.

"What are you saying?" there were unshed tears in her eyes now.

"I'm just saying that how easy it is for me to control you, you are fucking desperate for me. Or maybe even Potter and the Weasley are sick of your constantly whoring yourself to them and have left your side? Fucki-" *SLAP*

She was freely crying now "How could you…?" She chocked out.

Draco wanted nothing more than to hug her, say sorry, tell her that he was a complete idiot for hurting her but he kept his composure. He HAD to keep his composure.

"Don't ever look or talk to me anymore unless it involves Head duties get it whore?" He snapped.

"I hate you.. I—" She began.

"Shut up!" He said not able to listen to those words. He fled from there, away from her, away from his feelings…. At least he thought he had managed to flee from his feelings. And from her.

That girl had no idea how much it had hurt him to hear those words from her. Those damned words which still rang in his mind though he tried to shut them out.

"I hate you…" Merlin! It hurt. He couldn't believe he, Draco Malfoy was feeling hurt over an 'I hate you' that too by Granger. Whatever had happened to the world. He went to his old common room found Pansy and promptly fucked her hard with absolutely no feelings involved. Pansy probably got the best fuck of her life that night. He didn't. He wasn't even satisfied. She didn't occupy his thoughts. Granger did.

Draco sat alone in his room thinking over his meeting earlier with Granger. God he just wanted to talk. Why was it so damn hard? Every time he went to talk to her he ended up pressed against her. 'Merlin! This witch is going to drive me crazy' he thought. ' I'll go talk to her. Wait. Go talk to her?' He replayed what had happened in the library.

"Don't ever look or talk to me anymore unless it involves Head duties get it whore?" He had told her. He cringed. What wouldn't he give to take back his words but he had to say it. His father would never forgive him if he fell in love with her.

'Fell in love' you are already in lo- no! No. No. No! He wasn't in love with her in fact he hated her. Yeah! He hated her.

"But you do want to talk to her don't you mate?" A voice asked. Not Draco's inner voice.

"Zabini?" Draco hadn't realised that he had been thinking out loud and also that he was being watched.

"Fuck" Draco growled when he saw the knowing look in his best friend's eyes. " . .That. .Her" He said through gritted teeth.

"Your words not mine, mate" Blaise smirked.

"Fuck you" Draco snarled.

"Sorry, I prefer girls" Blaise said shrugging apologetically. Draco narrowed his eyes dangerously

"Don't even joke about that, Zabini. As if I'd even…. I can't even say it, I'm going to be sick. I'm dying. Fetch help.. Arg…." Draco said acting like he was about to faint.

"Always the dramatic one in the gang aren't you my dear friend?" Blaise asked chuckling.

"Buzz off Zabini" Draco said angrily.

"That'll happen, I'll totally listen to you….. Someday. You jealous bastard" Blaise grinned.

"Me jealous of you? Keep telling yourself that why don't you, my dear SECOND best looking guy in the school?. First being let's see… oh yeah ME!" He said grinning.

"Shut up and also stop changing the topic, you miss her." Blaise said.

"I do NOT miss her" He said firmly.

Few minutes later ….

"Still thinking about her?" Blaise asked Draco, amused by his friend's thoughtful silence

"No" he said annoyed.

"You are, or else you would have asked 'about whom?'" Blaise smirked and left Draco to himself and only now did he think aloud

"Hermione Granger, do I miss you? I think I do. I think I miss you a lot, though I hate it, I do."

Next door Hermione sat in her room crying. Suddenly she sneezed a couple of times. "Somebody is thinking a lot about me, I wonder who it is?" She smiled even through her tears trying to guess who it might be.

Her smile left her face to be replaced by shock when her heart gave her the answer.

*I HOPE IT'S DRACO*.

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