Hey guys this is updated so please let me know what your thoughts are :)

Chapter 4

Hermione went to bed that night seething, and plotting. There was only two months left until Easter and she had to win this war, no matter how much it distracted her from her school work (which she wasn't particularly worried about as she was three weeks ahead). She glanced over at her muggle alarm clock which was charmed to work. It read 11:24pm She knew she wasn't going to get to sleep any time soon, sighing she got out of bed, put on her slippers and made her way into the common room. She sat on one of the plush sofas and sunk into the warmth of the glowing fire, her head alive with the day's happenings. She couldn't get a certain blonde haired devil out of her head, and she was kicking herself because she didn't want to stop thinking about him.

A sly thought crossed her mind. Some pay-back was in order. She slipped back into her room and changed into some slutty lingerie her friend had bought her a year ago as a gag- gift which she only took with her so her parents wouldn't find. But found it suddenly useful. Slipping on a black silk robe, adding a light layer of concealer, powder and some light pink gloss, she descended down the stairs. Slipping into the boy's dorm. Being a prefect she was allowed in. Casting a quick muffilato and dissolution charm and crept quietly to Harry's bed and took his invisibility clock, before slipping back into the common room and out of the portrait. Walking briskly while unseen from the outside she made her way to the dungeons. She was shivering from the cool stone floors and the cold chill running through the halls, making her nipples go hard. Cursing softly to herself she realised that she didn't know the password. She stood next to the portrait and waited for a Slytherin to come back. She knew there was a hidden room somewhere the dungeons where the Slytherin's held parties on virtually a daily basis. It was only a matter of time before some first or second year would come back where she could slip in or hear the password.

Much to her luck, no less than 10 minutes (albeit because of the cold it felt significantly longer) Damascus Lodge, a Slytherin third year, with a nasty habit of tripping and bullying the first years walked up to the door, a second year Slytherin girl hanging to his arm, looking up at him with adoration, a lustful, sweet gaze that made Hermione scowl. She would usually have told them off, however she was undercover and on a mission.

"Sanguinem" Lodge sneered the portrait swung open, Hermione darted forward and slipped through before the portrait closed. While the Gryffindor common room was empty at this time, the Slytherin one was far from the same. As soon as she walked in, the stench of alcohol hit her along with the suffocating smell of tobacco and something else she couldn't quite put her finger on. Her eyes darted round, but found no blonde-Haired Malfoy. She worried for a minute that he was at the Party but she relaxed knowing that she could make it work. Unlike the Gryffindor towers, there was no staircases, just a long corridor going off to the right. She walked down it, finding girl's dormitory's to the left, boys to the right. She was unsurprised to find a large oak door with a gold plaque saying "Malfoy" on. Muttering a quick "Alohamora" she slipped inside before anyone noticed. She was surprised by his room, while dark green, black and silver, it was spotless. As large as her dorm which housed 5 plus her. Draco had a large super-king sized bed with fitted silk sheets, all silver green and black. He had a dark oak desk on one side of the room, next to the only window in the dungeons apparently, overlooking that black lake. Next to the desk was a matching chair. He had a black leather sofa next to which stood a rather grand library. Despite the coldness in the hall and the common room, it was lovely and warm inside his room, probably due to the large fireplace, but none the less she had stopped shivering. She sat on the sofa and got comfortable, awaiting the arrival of her opponent.

She must've fallen asleep, because she awoke to a Loud SLAM of the bedroom door. Waking up she had a quick glance round and saw the blonde, luckily alone. She watched as he stripped out of his suit jacket and shirt, pulling off his tie, leaving his pale skin and hard muscles on show for Hermione's eyes, her mouth dropped slightly open, as want shot through her.

He flexed his muscles lightly and her eyes shot back into her head.

"Merlin he has the body of a Greek God" she thought he smirked lightly and turned round so she could see his hard muscles in his back as he slid out of his trousers, leaving him in only his boxers.

That's when Hermione decided to make her move. Throwing off the cloak silently, she stood up, dropping the silk robe at her ankles.

"Hello Draco" she said softly in what she thought of a seductive voice.

"Good evening Hermione, I was wondering when you would show yourself" he said without turning round. In fact he didn't even seem shocked that she was there! Hermione was, for a moment, lost for words. Unfortunately, all Draco needed was a moment of weakness. Spinning round he grabbed his wand, silently he cast an expelliarmus and a few spells to tie her to his bed.

"My, my Hermione you must really want me" he muttered looking over her exposed body, admiring the dark green underwear set with silver embroidery.

"Let me go Malfoy!" She hissed, but she couldn't help but feel aroused by his dominating demeanour, and his half naked form hovering over his body. He pouted slightly

"Back To the informalities I see" he muttered. His eyes caught hers trailing his body, he quirked an eyebrow at her. He flexed his muscles, making her jaw drop lightly. His fingers lingered on his hip bones, teasing the band of his boxers, lowering them so they were millimetres away from revealing to her what he wants to see. Hermione unintentionally clenched her thighs, trying to cause any friction, the need for pleasure was over whelming. Smirking as her actions didn't go unnoticed by him and growling sexily he knelt onto the bed and crawled up so his mouth was level with her ear.

"Do you like it when I call you Granger? He asked? His voice deep, low and husky. He growled, lightly biting her earlobe. She moaned lightly

"Yeah baby you like that? You like my teeth on your silky soft skin. You like it when I call you Granger?" He brought hand over her bra. Vanishing it instantly. Hermione gasped, at his use of wandless and non-verbal magic, his fingers rolled her nipple between them, pinching grasping, she moaned louder.

"What if I called you a mudblood?" He hissed, his lips latching onto her neck. Any anger she had faded in that moment and was replaced by indescribable lust. At that point she cried out

"Draco!" She moaned, thrusting her hips upwards to try and get contact with his.

"You like that love? You like being called a mudblood? Filthy, dirty mudblood" he whispered. After each word he bit her earlobe. Causing a series of moans and cries from her. One of his fingers trailed under her underwear and slipped inside her warm cavern. She moaned in pure ecstasy. Throwing her head back as his fingers curled up to hit her G-Spot.

"Draco please" she moaned, at that moment he shot up away from her, eyes hungrily roaming every curve of her body.

Hermione could see his excitement and it excited her more

"What do you want from me? Why did you come here tonight Granger?" He growled, throwing a black silk shirt with a golden M on the left breast and back. He left it untied, much to her pleasure.

"I…I wanted to get you back" she gasped out, still craving the pleasure only he could give her.

He quirked an eyebrow at her.

"How'd that work out for you?" He asked amusement in his voice but lust in his eyes.

"Can you let me go now?" She gasped out, pleading with him through her eyes. For a brief second his eyes softened. Before he smirked sexily, moving towards her.

"And leave you unsatisfied? Not tonight love" he said. Her eyes widened as he joined her on the bed, his lips joining hers. He kissed her slowly, gently. His tongue running over her lips, begging for entry, which she willingly granted.

After kissing for a while he trailed his lips down her body taking the time to pleasure each breast. She didn't know when exactly but at some point he vanished her underwear, leaving her naked and fully exposed. His eyes roamed over her body but she didn't feel an urge to shy away. One of his hands grasped her ass, as he placed his lips just below her belly button. Kissing and trailing his tongue down, gently biting the soft skin. Which provoked moans and shrieks of pleasure from her. Eventually his tongue arrived at where she craved him most. He flicked his tongue over her clit earning himself a pleasure shriek. But before she had time to register it fully he plunged his tongue into her tight wet cavern, his finger circling her clit harder, sending orgasmic shockwaves through her.

The coil inside her was unwinding, she felt herself being drawn closer by his euphoric touch.

"Draco I'm getting close" she moaned

"Are you going to cum for me Granger?" He smirked, his lips teasing her clit with every word, breathing cool air softly onto her making her moan. She was so close, she could feel it. Then suddenly he was off her, he hands were untied and he was walking to the other side of the room.

Anger and frustration suddenly flooded over her

"What the fuck?" She Groaned, not yet finding feeling in her legs to be able to move, he walked back over to her, brought his lips inches from hers and whispered in her ear with husky passion.

"All is fair in Sex and War, Love. That's me 3 you nil." He winked and walked away. Panting slightly, Hermione stood up. She couldn't find her underwear so threw on the cloak. She walked over to the door, opens it then closed it while still inside. Draco hadn't moved. He was staring out the window. She walked up to him and whispered

"Next time, the tables will have turned" he raised an eyebrow at her voice, but didn't say a word, and his body gave nothing away. Smiling softly to herself she made her way back to her common room, once she slipped under the duvets and closing the curtains around her bed, casting a muffilato, she brought her hand down between her legs, and one gentle flick of her clit she came, as though a dam had broken, she came and didn't stop. Silently cursing and thanking the name "Draco Malfoy". He was right. All was fair in this Sex war. That she was DEFINITELY going to win. Like the tortoise and the hare. He would slip up, he would have his moment of weakness and she would destroy him. That's right, she, Hermione Granger, the Gryffindor Princess was going to beat Draco Malfoy, Slytherin's Sex God in a sex war…That she was sure of because Hermione Granger doesn't lose anything!

Please leave a review guys :)