Finding the right time to approach Draco took slightly longer than Hermione had originally anticipated. By the time the Malfoys honeymoon was over Hermione had rented a cheap flat, near to where the couple lived. She knew from Draco's appointment book that his first few weeks back were focused on catching up on what had been happening and a few meetings either in his office or elsewhere in England.

With that in mind she used the first few weeks to follow Ginny, using tracking charms and glamour charms on herself. It soon became clear that Ginny had effortlessly slipped into the role of trophy wife. She had no job and seemed content to spend her time shopping and hanging out with friends. Hermione also noticed that while she visited The Burrow a few times a week, Draco rarely accompanied her.

Another thing Hermione noticed was that Ginny never visited Ron's grave. Hermione herself found out where Ron was buried and she'd gone to pay her friend a visit one night shortly after returning to the country, and she also returned almost every week to leave flowers. Hermione often found flowers on the grave from the other Weasleys, but never any from Ginny. She never visited the place, although considering she was responsible for his death Hermione wasn't greatly surprised by this. She doubted Ginny would want a reminder of what she'd done.

About a month after the couple returned from honeymoon, Hermione had originally planned to make her move. Draco was due to spend the weekend in the South of France, but at the last minute the trip was cancelled. Mysteriously, a few more foreign trips were also cancelled in the next few weeks, but six weeks later Hermione found another opportunity. Draco was in Portugal for four days and this time the trip hadn't been cancelled.

Using the information in the appointment book, Hermione booked herself a room at the same hotel as Draco, using a fake name. A bit of chatting to the receptionist also revealed that he was there alone, there was no sign of his wife. For a couple of days Hermione observed him from a distance before deciding to make her move. She knew from an overheard conversation with the wizard he was doing business with that he planned on having a few drinks in the bar that evening, and Hermione intended to join him.

Hermione spent all afternoon in her room, getting ready to seduce Draco. Hermione wasn't exactly inexperienced with men, but she'd never set out of seduce someone before. Usually when she dressed up and went out, men hit on her, not the other way around and she had to admit to being quite nervous about the entire thing. Especially considering there was the possibility Draco might reject her based on who she was. Her research had shown just how much the Malfoys had changed after the war and the effort they were putting into rebuilding their reputation, but she still didn't know if Draco would sleep with a muggleborn.

There was however only one way to find out, and Hermione aimed to do just that. Pulling out her slinkiest underwear set she slipped into the black strapless bra and thong. She then pulled on an emerald dress, which hugged her every curve. The dress was shorter than she normally wore, ending mid-thigh, and the top was low cut enough to display her cleavage to full effect. Despite the low cut top and short skirt, Hermione didn't think she looked too tarty when she checked her reflection in the mirror. The dress did enough to draw attention to her, but it didn't make her look like a cheap tart.

Once she was dressed, Hermione applied a fine layer of make-up and used magic to control her hair. She pinned a few pieces away from her face, but let the rest cascade down her back in a river of curls. Hermione then spritzed herself with her favourite perfume and slipped on her black stilettoes. Grabbing her bag, she checked she had everything, took one final glance in the mirror and set off to seduce Ginny's husband.

Like she expected Hermione found Draco in the hotel's bar. Taking a deep breath she took a moment to remember why she was doing this, before sauntering over to the bar. Coming up beside Draco she gave her order to the barman, before glancing to the side and pretending to just notice Draco for the first time.

"Draco Malfoy, fancy seeing you here," She declared.

While she may have been pretending to just notice Draco, it was her first real chance to get a good look at the wizard beside her. He was still easily recognisable with his pale skin, white blond hair and distinctive grey eyes. He also seemed to be even better looking than Hermione remembered. Hermione had noticed his good looks back in school, but given their less than friendly relationship she'd never really given it much thought, but now she could freely admit the wizard in front of her was extremely good looking.

"Granger?" Draco questioned cautiously as his eyes flicked up and down the stunning woman next to him.

"How sweet, you remember me," Hermione grinned.

"I almost didn't recognise you though," Draco answered. "You've certainly changed a lot."

"In a good way or a bad way?" Hermione asked, reaching for the drink the barman had just placed in front of her.

"Definitely good," Draco said as his eyes yet again traversed Hermione's body. "You're pretty hot, Granger."

"Thank you," Hermione smiled as she placed her glass back down and settled her hand on Draco's arm. "You're quite hot yourself, Malfoy. And just for the record, my name's Hermione. I prefer being called that to Granger."

"Okay, Hermione," Draco said, putting emphasis on her given name. "In that case, I prefer Draco to Malfoy."

"Do you really?" Hermione asked. "Your friends used to call you Malfoy back in school."

"Not my real friends," Draco pointed out. "My real friends call me Draco."

"And yet you want me to call you Draco," Hermione mused.

"I prefer a beautiful witch to use my given name," Draco answered, throwing Hermione a smouldering look.

Hermione had to smile at Draco's words, it would appear that seducing him was going to prove easier than she'd anticipated. If things progressed in the same vein as they were now, all she would have to do was sit back and let Draco work his charm on her.

"So Hermione," Draco smiled, once again emphasising her name. "What brings you to sunny Portugal? Are you here on business or pleasure?"

"I'm just travelling," Hermione shrugged. "I was hoping the trip would be pleasurable, but I find you get more pleasure out of life with another person in the mix."

"And do you have another person to make your trip pleasurable?" Draco questioned.

"Not yet," Hermione answered, running her fingers up and down Draco's arm. "I'm still searching."

"Something tells me you'll be successful in your search," Draco smirked.

"I hope so," Hermione replied, smiling coyly at Draco as she picked up her drink and drained the glass.

"Do you want another?" Draco offered, gesturing to the empty glass.

"Yes, please."

Draco ordered a refill for both Hermione and himself as the flirting continued. After a few more drinks, Draco had his hand resting on Hermione's bare leg as the pair inched closer to one another. After finishing yet another round of drinks, Draco asked if Hermione wanted yet another refill.

"Not right now," She replied, shaking her head. "Right now, I feel like dancing."

While there was gentle background music in the bar, across the hallway was another bar with loud music and a large dance floor.

"Do you want to join me?" Hermione asked as she hopped off the barstool she was sitting on.

"Why not," Draco replied. "It could be fun."

"Oh, it will be fun," Hermione grinned, as she grabbed hold of Draco's hand and led him across the hallway.

The second bar was darker than the one they had come from, with its low, seductive lighting. There was a small smattering of people in the bar, all of them couples and all of them totally oblivious to anyone but the person they were dancing with. The music wasn't overly loud, and the tempo of the songs were perfect for a bit of close dancing.

"Shall we?" Hermione questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Come on, Hermione, show me what you've got," Draco answered, dragging the brunette witch over to a secluded corner of the floor.

Hermione flung her arms loosely around Draco's neck as they began moving to the music. After a few minutes Draco's hands fell to Hermione's hips, and he pulled her even closer to him. Hermione smiled happily as she continued to move against Draco. Their dancing was very much a prelude of what was to come and she knew that unless they were interrupted, or he got a sudden attack of guilt, they would end up in bed before the night was through.

Hermione was surprised by how much she was looking forward to sleeping with Draco. When she'd came up with the initial plan she certainly wasn't opposed to bedding Draco and she'd readily admitted he was good looking. She had however thought the main attraction would come from the knowledge she bedding Ginny's husband, she hadn't been prepared for how she would react to Draco himself. The second they started speaking she could feel the sparks between them and she had to wonder if the simmering attraction had always been there between them, but they'd just ignored it in school given the ways things were.

The more they danced the closer Draco and Hermione got, and before long they were practically glued together. Draco's hands had wandered all over Hermione's body and she could feel the effect she was having on him. Hermione had also let her hands wander over Draco, admiring how toned he was.

"Do you want another drink?" Draco asked quietly. "I've got a bottle in my room."

"That sounds great," Hermione answered.

They both knew Draco wasn't inviting Hermione up to his room for a drink, but neither of them mentioned what was really going on as they left the bar and headed towards the lifts. The short journey up to Draco's suite was made in silence, but the atmosphere between the pair was electric. Every time their eyes met, they could both see the blatant desire in the other ones orbs.

Eventually the pair reached their destination and Draco unlocked the door. Hermione entered the room first, with Draco hot on her heels. Pushing the door shut behind him, Draco strode towards Hermione and pulled her to him without preamble. Without a word being exchanged Draco crashed his lips into Hermione's, one hand reaching up and tangling in her thick curls while the other fell to her hip and pulled her even closer. Hermione hungrily returned the kiss as she wrapped her arms tightly around Draco's neck and pressed herself as close to him as it was possible to get.

"Damn," Draco breathed as they finally parted their lips. Neither of them moved away though, so they were still pressed tight together. "Do you still want a drink?"

"We both know I didn't come up here for a drink," Hermione smirked. Placing tiny, delicate kisses on Draco's jaw, she looked up at him through her eyelashes. "So why don't you give me what I did come for."

"And what would that be?" Draco questioned.

"That would be you," Hermione answered. Letting her hand move from behind Draco's neck, she ran it down his torso and finally stopped once she was fondling the large bulge in the blond's trousers.

Draco groaned as Hermione's hand rubbed at him through his trousers. Pulling her hand away, he once again pressed his lips against hers. Instead of returning her hand to Draco's neck, Hermione ran it back up his torso. When he moaned again, Hermione took full advantage and thrust her tongue into his mouth. Almost immediately Draco reciprocated and a battle for dominance was fought, with Draco eventually winning and taking full control of the kiss.

"You're wearing too many clothes," Hermione panted, pulling away from Draco.

"I could say the same to you," Draco responded. Dipping his head he began nibbling and sucking on Hermione's neck, as his hands wandered down her back. While his left hand remained on her backside, his right trailed down a bit further and wandered under the hem of her short dress.

"It would be easier if the dress was taken off," Hermione murmured as Draco's hand slowly crawled up her leg.

"Have a bit of patience, Hermione," Draco chuckled against her neck.

"I'm not a patient person," Hermione lied. She was actually a very patient person, you just had to look at her long term plan to ruin Ginny's life to see that, but with Draco all she wanted was for them to be naked and enjoying their evening together.

Draco chuckled again in response, but his left hand travelled back up Hermione's back and found the zipper on her dress. Opening the zipper didn't immediately cause the dress to fall down and Hermione had to move away from Draco for a minute to tug the tight material down her body. As she did so she kicked off her heels, leaving her in just her underwear. Hermione stood and let Draco admire her for a minute, before reaching behind her to undo her bra.

"Not so quick," Draco called, pulling her hands back in front of her. "I'll remove your underwear myself."

Hermione rolled her eyes, but didn't argue. Instead she stepped forward and began unfastening Draco's shirt. While Hermione undid Draco's shirt and pushed the dark material off his shoulders, Draco was working on unfastening his trousers and removing his shoes. In under a minute Draco was also standing in just his underwear, which consisted of a pair of black boxers that did little to hide how well-endowed the former Slytherin was.

"Like what you see?" Draco teased as Hermione openly ogled him.

"I don't know yet," Hermione answered, looking up into Draco's smirking face. "You're hiding the best part."

Draco grinned at Hermione, before quickly pulling his boxers down and kicking them away. "Well?" He asked as Hermione's attention once again travelled back down his body.

"Not bad I suppose," Hermione replied, trying not to let on just how aroused she was at the sight of a completely naked Draco Malfoy. The man had a body built for sin and Hermione couldn't wait to get to grips with it.

"Your turn now," Draco said.

"I thought you wanted to do the honours," Hermione retorted.

"I've decided a strip tease might be more entertaining," Draco replied.

Walking over to the bed he sat down on the edge and waited for Hermione to finish undressing. As he did so he picked up his wand, and cast a contraceptive charm on them, before tossing the wooden stick onto the floor.

Hermione moved so she was standing a few feet in front of Draco, before slowly reaching behind her and unhooking her bra. A quick flick of her wrist sent the black material flying across the room, exposing her to Draco's eyes. While Draco was ogling her breasts, Hermione hooked her fingers in the waistband of her knickers. Slowly she began peeling them away from her body, watching Draco as his eyes lowered themselves to the bottom half of her body. Once her underwear was fully gone, Hermione walked the couple of steps to the bed and stopped in front of Draco.

Wordlessly the pair shared a heated kiss, as their hands explored the newly exposed places on the other one's body. When they finally came up for air, Draco moved back on the bed and Hermione crawled on after him. Hermione straddled Draco's hips and taking hold of his manhood she sunk down on the throbbing member. The action produced moans of satisfaction from the pair, and they remained still for a minute, just enjoying the feeling of being together.

"You're going to have to move, Hermione," Draco moaned through gritted teeth. It was taking every ounce of his self-control not to flip them over and take control of the situation, but before he did that he really wanted to see Hermione moving atop of him.

"As you wish," Hermione grinned down at Draco as she braced herself against his shoulders.

Slowly Hermione rose back up, before slamming back down. Draco moaned again as his hands fell to Hermione's hips to help her ride him. As the pair found their rhythm, Draco's eyes were riveted to where they were joined together, watching Hermione moving up and down on him was incredibly arousing. As they carried on moving together their movements got a bit more frenetic. When Draco suddenly moved so he was sitting up slightly, Hermione cried out at the change of angle.

"God, Draco."

"Hermione," Draco moaned, surging forward and capturing her lips in a heated exchange.

As they were kissing, his right hand slipped from her hip and made its way to where they were joined. Hermione moaned loudly when his fingers brushed against her sensitive clitoris. Hermione's moans spurred Draco on and his fingers began circling her sensitive nub, as their movements became more and more frantic.

"Draco!" Hermione screamed, as a flick of his thumb had her falling apart above him.

Draco shut his eyes and willed himself to remain in control as Hermione convulsed around him. As Hermione's orgasm began to fade, he trusted himself enough to move. In one fluid motion he had Hermione on her back, while he hovered over her. Hermione looked up at him, her body still flushed from her orgasm.

"I can't," She protested.

"Yes, you can," Draco replied, dipping his head and connecting their lips in a slow, sensual kiss.

As they kissed Draco's hands ghosted over her body, concentrating on her breasts. Hermione was soon arching into his touch and once more her body was crying out for him. Draco smirked knowingly down at Hermione, but she pulled him into another kiss to stop him from opening his mouth and saying something annoying. As they were kissing, Draco rolled his hips against Hermione, creating a burning fire within them. Within seconds their kisses were hot and heavy and their hands were clawing at each other.

As the fire between them ignited Draco began to move and within minutes the couple were moving together as though they'd done it many a time before. Draco set a relentless pace, thrusting hard and fast into Hermione, who easily matched him thrust for thrust.

"Oh god," Hermione cried, wrapping her legs around Draco's waist to pull him even deeper inside her.

"Damn it Hermione, I'm close," Draco grunted. Even though she'd already climaxed once, he wanted Hermione to reach her peak again.

"Me too," She gasped.

As Draco's thrusts began to become more erratic, Hermione's hand slipped in between them to help her along. The low moan that emerged from Draco when he saw what she was doing, was enough to push Hermione over the edge and with a loud cry her body once again began shuddering in pleasure. Hermione's climax broke Draco's restraint and as she clenched around him, he found his own shuddering release.

Hot, sweaty and totally spent the couple collapsed back onto the bed in a heap. They remained that way for several minutes, before Draco summoned his wand and cleaned them up. When he then settled back down in the large bed, Hermione realised he expected her to stay the night. Staying the night wasn't something she was planning on doing, but as he pulled her into his arms and placed a gentle kiss on her shoulder, Hermione found herself more than willing to remain where she was for the time being.

"That was amazing," Draco murmured sleepily. "We should do it again, sometime."

Hermione hummed a reply, as she lay in Draco's arms. She was rather perturbed by the contended feeling it produced in her, but she still couldn't force herself to get up and leave. Instead she remained curled up next to Draco as he drifted off into a deep sleep. Hermione watched the blond wizard for nearly half an hour, until she reluctantly dragged herself from the bed.

Walking over to the desk by the window she grabbed a piece of parchment and a quill and scribbled Draco a quick note, telling him she'd had fun and would see him around. Hermione then grabbed her clothes and began to get dressed. When she found her knickers, instead of putting them on she placed them with the note and left them on the pillow beside Draco. He could keep them as a memento of their night together.

After double checking she hadn't forgotten anything, Hermione took one last glance at a sleeping Draco before tiptoeing out of the room and quietly shutting the door behind her. She then returned to her own room, packed her bag, and headed down to the front desk to check out. Within the hour she was back home in London, while Draco slept soundly in Lisbon, totally unaware that Hermione had left him.

A/N – Next chapter is from Draco's pov, and I'm sure it will answer a few questions people have.