CHAPTER II

November 3rd 1996

-Astronomy Tower, Hogwarts Castle-

Hermione shivered as the wind brushed against her skin and she snuggled into the body she was laying on top of deeper. It took a moment for her sleep-addled brain to register that her cheek was resting on top of hard chest and an arm was wrapped around her waist. It took even longer for it to register that they were both completely naked. Memories of the night before flashed through her mind causing her skin to blush. She still couldn't understand what had happened. One minute they were yelling at one another, which wasn't unusual for them, and the next minute he was kissing her. Why the hell had Draco kissed her? She lifted her fingers to trace her lips where he had kissed her over and over again.

It had started out so rough, passion seeming to consume them. She wasn't sure why she had kissed him back or allowed him to touch her. It wasn't like she was attracted to him. No she was attracted to Ron but as soon as his lips had crashed against hers all thought had fled her mind. Need had consumed her and she couldn't have stopped herself if she tried.

Draco Malfoy had surprised her three times last night. The first when he had yelled at her for calling herself a mudblood and telling her there was no such thing. The second time when he kissed. And then the third time when she had asked him to help her forget about Ron, to distract her from the pain she was feeling. She had expected having sex with him to be bruising and forceful but he was gentle and slow, allowing her to ease into it. She figured that he had assumed she was a virgin and she was thankful for that assumption. He had treated her with such gentleness and compassion the first time they had sex that she couldn't believe it. And then we she thought it would be over he was back hungry for more and scarily so was she.

Carefully she slid herself out of his arms and off his body. Creeping over to the huddle of clothes she quickly threw hers back on and reached for her wand. She held it at his sleeping body. "Olivat-" she began to whisper but paused halfway through the spell. Could she really cast a memory charm on him? Was there any harm in him remembering?

It was Draco Malfoy, it's not like he would want to repeat last nights events again. And if this were some sort of twisted prank it really wouldn't matter because his reputation would take just a much of hit as hers would if word got out. But those reasons weren't why Hermione lowered her wand and pocketed it. No it was because between the pain of last night, the yelling and kissing something had changed between them. She didn't know what it was but something had. And for better and worse she would see it through.

Knowing he was still asleep she whispered, "Thank you" before slipping thought the door and descending down the steps.

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Draco had been awake long before Hermione had, content in just holding her and trying to wrap his mind on what exactly had happened. The how still continued to baffle him and he had been trying to figure it out for the last two hours as they lay there together. Pretending to be asleep when she roused, he allowed her to untangle herself and get dressed. He had stiffened though when he heard her beginning to whisper "oblivate". She had her wand pointed at him for at least two minutes before she lowered it and it was the longest two minutes of his life. He wasn't sure why but he was relieved that she hadn't gone through with the spell. It wasn't because he didn't like her touching his mind without permission, no, something else nagged in the depths of his mind. Nagged for the need to keep the memories. He had liked last night far too much to have Hermione simply remove them from his mind.

He whispered back "you're welcome" but she had already slipped down the stairs by the time he replied. He stood up and decided he better get dressed and return to the Slytherin Common Room. He waited a couple of minutes so that Hermione would be able to return to her common room without running into him and being embarrassed or worse ashamed. He didn't think that with everything else that was happening, he could bare to see that she was ashamed to have had sleep with him. He was a little shocked that she had gave up her virginity to him and he supposed he had taken advantage of her a little with her sadness with Ron, but she could have stopped him at anytime and she hadn't. He smirked at the memories of bringing her onto the brink of pleasure. He smirked even harder as entered the Slytherin common room as he realized that if Weasel ever wizened up and dated Hermione, he would never be able to match his skills. The Weasel was far to clumsy if the display between him and Brown was anything to go by.

Before he could dwell on last night any longer he had a very enraged Blaise Zabini prowling towards him from the leather couches by the fire.

"Where the hell have you been all night? You said you were going for a walk and you were gone all night Drake! I looked for you but couldn't find you. I thought something might have happened!" It was only then that Blaise seemed to notice his crumpled clothing and bed hair. If anything that seemed to piss him off further. "And for the love of merlin if your going to spend it in someone's bed a little warning would be nice so I don't spend all bloody night worrying!"

"Hey it's not like I planned to sleep with Granger."

Blaise froze. "Could you repeat that? I couldn't have possible heard correct."

Sighing in frustration he repeated, "I slept with Granger. But I still don't know how – one minute I was yelling at her and then she was yelling back and then I kissed her. Then one thing led to another."

"Why were you yelling at her?"

"She was all upset about Weasel kissing Brown and I made a snide comment about her being a mudblood and she agreed with me Blaise! It was crazy and not Granger at all! Then she just continued pissing me off and kept calling herself that. Bloody infuriating it was."

Now it was Blaise's time to smirk. "About time it happened."

"About time what happened?" He asked puzzled.

Blaise sighed in disappointment. Sometimes Draco could be incredibly dense at times.

"Nothing Draco. Nothing. One day you will realize what I meant. Just know that just because we have to act like Dark Lord sympathizers, doesn't mean when have to use words like 'mudblood'. Now I'm off to bed to catch on the sleep you made me miss. Thank god it's Sunday today and not Monday." Blaise grumbled before leaving Draco alone in the common room.

Draco stood rooted to the ground. Just great like he wasn't confused enough already. Blaise just had to be cryptic too.

Author's Note:

It's just these first couple of chapters that are in the past then the story jumps straight into the present time. Hope you guys have enjoyed the first three chapters of my second fanfiction. Let me know what you think.