An: so umm I'm so so so sorry for not updating this a lot sooner. I got so sidetracked, and everytime I thought about writing, something happened, I spilled something, got into a fight with my bf, or got distracted. But I knew I had to post this so here you go lol. Please don't hate me! It's not very good, because I had zero inspiration but please r&r:

Draco's head screamed at him to stop. To back off and kick her out. But his heart wouldn't let him. He brought his hand to her cheek and kissed her passionately. He wanted her, he wanted all of her, but he knew that he shouldn't. Hermione's tongue danced around his lips and he pulled away. "Hermione…"

"I know Draco. You don't care about me. You just want a one night stand, we could never be together, blah, blah, blah. I just want to help you. And if giving into your physical needs, helps you then so be it." She turned away from him and a tear slipped out.

He grabbed her chin and pushed her face to his. He gave her a small kiss, and smiled weakly at her. "I wasn't stopping you because I don't care about you. Quite the opposite actually. In the last night, I've learned more, and felt more than I have in my entire life. I care about you. I want you to get better too. I don't want you to tear yourself up trying to fix the unfixable." He pointed to himself.

"Draco, you're ridiculous. I want to help you. I want to give you the life you never had before. I want to be something for you, because I can't be something for myself. Draco, I'm not asking for you to drop your Slytherin pretenses, just that you'd let me try!" He stared at her, wanting all of her.

"Hermione, I will. I will do just that for you, and more. I want to help you too. I want you to stop what you're doing as well. So I will help you." He grabbed her face and kissed her hard on the lips. This time, neither of them stopped it. Draco wrapped his hand behind her back and lifted her up. He led her to his large bed and laid her down. He kissed her some more before moving his mouth along her neck and jaw line. How he craved her so.

Hermione's hands fluttered to the hem of her tank top. She pushed it up and off her body, allowing Draco to continue. He pulled of his own clothes and they soon were both thick with raw desire. "Are you sure?" He asked, not wanting to seem so terrible. She offered a silent nod and they continued.

Hermione awoke the next morning, only to find herself in an unfamiliar bed. Last night's events came flooding into her mind as she groaned and got up. Draco was still asleep. She gathered her clothes and walked back to her room. She was upset. Upset that she let it go that far. She was better than that, what had she been thinking! She turned on her beloved straightener and put her head in her hands. When would this cycle ever end?

She heard the beep and new it was ready. It called to her. It wanted her. Pulled her into its sick and twisted little games. She practically flung herself at it when she heard the noise. She smiled and closed her eyes. She brought the hot metal to her flesh and cringed. Her thoughts drifted from her mind until she was left only with pain. She knew it was sick and twisted to enjoy doing this to herself, but she also knew she'd never be able to stop, nor want to. She burned herself several times on her stomach before moving to her thighs.

She sighed, finally satisfied and put her tool down. She turned it off and went to her Gryffindor themed room. The red and gold bed was calling her name and she laid down on it. She fell asleep instantly, although her dreams kept waking her up. It wasn't long before she found herself staying awake and getting ready. She got dressed and went to the kitchen, running into the last person she wanted to see: Draco Malfoy.

An: sorry I know kinda short but im no good at long! I had absolutely zero inspiration for this chapter! Also sorry about not replying to reviews, I just odn't have the patience right now lol. Hope you enjoy!