A/N: Okay, I was being a big baby when I wrote mi bitchy note. I'm sorry. I was just really pissed. Please don't hate me for it. Anyway, I'm just gonna get over myself and write the story. But I'm gonna say it again, if you don't like the idea of my story, hit the back button and find another story.
So anyway, I'm gonna leave the bitch rant up. I decided to do that awhile ago, but I don't remember why. But I'll take it down if you want. There's really no use for it now.
So I know I said 2 oclock, but I overslept. Sorry. So, we left off in a very cliff hangery situation. Everyone ready for chapter 4? :)
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I was pissed. I was locked in my room with Ginny making sure I didn't leave. Ron had dragged me away from Malfoy as soon as he recovered from the shock of seeing us together. He told Harry and Ginny what he saw, and now I was locked in with Ginny begging to know the entire story.
They were treating me like a child. And I was worried about what happened to Draco. I was dragged out and he was left there.I had to come up with some way to talk to him without Ginny knowing. There was no hope. I would have to wait until supper.
"If you tell me what happened, I'll take you to the library." Ginny begged.
I considered this. The small possibility of Draco being there would be enough, until I realized that I wouldn't be able to talk to him at all with Ginny there. I cursed silently.
"No. I'm not going to tell you anything. This is so stupid. Locking me in my room, god!" She huffed, burying herself futher under the covers she was hiding under.
Ginny pouted before saying quietly "It wasn't my idea to lock you up. I don't think Malfoy was really beating you to death and everything - I mean, I would let you go if Harry and Ron wouldn't kill me. I have nothing against Malfoy. I just want to know what happened to you. You obviously like him."
I hesitated before popping my head out of my blanket. "If I told you the truth you would let me go?"
"Only if you're back in three hours when quidditch is over. They may of left us for the practice, but Harry an Ron will still kill both of us."
"Okay well, it started with me walking to the library after dinner..."
I was thinking hard. Where would Draco be at this time? I could owl him and tell him to meet me somewhere. Or I could run around trying to find him. But what if he was in his room? I couldn't go in there.
I decided to give up and just go to the library. He could be there, but maybe not. Either way, I still had my extra credit to do.
I walked to the library, looking down every hall in case he was walking around inside, and every window in case he was outside. But I made it to the library without seeing him.
I crossed the library, nodding to Madam Pince on my way to my favorite table in the back. I sat in the chair for a couple minutes just listening to the silence.
I heard a noise from behind me. I automatically thought Harry and Ron had come back early from practice and found me. I stiffened, scared of what they would do. I didn't want to turn around.
A big plop was heard as a book was thrown down in front of me. I looked at the cover. It was the book I needed to do my extra credit assignment!I looked up to see a pair of silver eyes staring back at me.
I jumped up and hugged him tightly, before realizing someone else could be there, and pulling back to check. We were alone.
"Did you miss me?" He smiled. I nodded.
He hugged me again even tighter. He smelled the muggle Axe cologne.
"Why are you wearing muggle cologne?" I asked him, smelling again. It was amazing. I've always loved Axe.
Draco stiffened slightly, then relaxed. "Is it noticeable? I can get in trouble with it from the other Slytherins. Usually I only wear it at home where no one would notice, but I was hoping you would like it. Do you like it?"
I nodded again, still surprised that he was using a muggle product.
"I'm not as bad as I pretend to be. Muggles actually of some great inventions. It's just the fact if I go off flaunting that I used them, I would get beat to a pulp by Parkinson, Zabini, Crabbe, Goyle, and Nott. I turn into a big pussy at the idea of Parkinson's manicured nails clawing my face to little shreds." He laughed.
He hugged me again. "Wanna go for a walk?"
"Outside?"
"Yeah."
"What if someone sees us?"
"Who cares. I'll just tell them to mind their own business."
I didn't want to go outside. Really I wanted to go back to the Room of Requirement and continue where we left off before Silver showed Ron what was going on out of rage. Silver is one of the house elves I freed by leaving clothes around the common room. She's hated me ever since. When she realized I was with a pureblood snake, she lost it and found Ron and showed him what was going on. Damn the magic house elves.
I decided to do something that I've always fantasized about, but was really out of character for me. I reached out, and I kissed Draco. I kissed him right in the middle of the library where anyone could see. Well really, this particular table was guarded heavily by books, and was well hidden. Anyway, I kissed him. And I stuck my tongue in and made the kiss as deep and passionate as possible.
He reacted, and picked me up to set me on the table. I felt his hand graze my thigh and I moaned into the kiss. I silently thanked Ginny for letting me go, I needed his kiss. I needed him.
It struck me why I was infatuated with him. I needed him. We were connected now, no matter how much people hated it. That or I had the world's worst case of Stockholm syndrome the world has ever seen. (A/N: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I hate Stockholm syndrome. I didn't even know what the hell it was until I got a review yelling at me about it. No, she doesn't have it. She loves him.)
I leaned back as he trailed his kisses down my neck, nipping and kissing. He made his way to my shirt, which he removed quickly. His mouth went to my bra, and his tongue dipped down inside to tease my hardening nipples.
I moaned again and spread my legs unconciously, which he used to rub his hardness against my spot. He grinded against me, so I ground back into his bulge.
Then he stopped. "You have to go. Ron and Harry should be getting back soon. He whispered.
"Mmmmm, no. I don't care." I moaned, grinding into him again, making him gasp.
His tongue tesed my nipple again, and he bit gently. I moaned loudly, moving him so I could kiss him again. I stared into his eyes for a moment. Then he stopped again.
"You have to go. If you're not there, they won't trust you, and will probably kill me. I'll see you again soon. I promise. Please go so I can see you again." He whispered.
I kissed him roughly one last time before letting him replace my shirt. I hugged him tightly, not wanting to let him go.
"I love you Hermione." He handed me the book for my assignment, and giving me another kiss.
I hesitated. I knew I was falling for him, but I didn't know if I was all the way in love. But I realized if I were to eventually love him, I could tell him now.
"I love you too Draco."
Then I left the library, using all my energy not to look back at the Slytherin god that made me feel immensely beautiful and daring. I smiled to myself as I slid through the door.
