Chapter 4

After making sure she had her body covered up well in her lengthy towel she genuinely stepped out of the shower. She gasped out as she felt the ice-cold sensation that the tiles produced run through her veins from her head to her toes. Squinting through the steam she walked slowly over to the door to let the steam out so she could find Malfoy before he found her. But uh-oh it was too late he had found her. Roughly he pushed her upon the door before she reached for the doorknob.

"Ow…" she gasped in pain as he forced her back to the door.

"Bloody hell Granger! You have a nice arse" he grimaced as he grabbed her bottom through the towel.

"Let me go you foul git"

"Now why would I do that?"

"Because, because, because, um…"

"See you don't want me to let go, you want this as much as I do"

"No you're wrong"

"Are you sure?"

"LET ME GOOOOOOO" she screamed as she stomped on his foot as hard as she could. "OWWWWW!" he shouted whilst he pushed her aside and stumbled into the common room while she followed him. Industriously he plopped down on the cushiony couch and with no trouble, he slipped off his shoe and rubbed his red sore foot. "I'm sorry I really---" she began but was cut off by the cruel look that spread across his handsome face.

"You sure do put up a fight don't you?" he smirked.

"What?"

"Don't play dumb Granger. Everyone knows you're the smartest witch of this century"

"So are you okay" she replied changing the subject.

"No. You stomped on my bloody foot"

"I said I was sorry"

"Sorry just doesn't cut it"

"Oh, would you look at the time" she spoke after a few seconds. Grabbing at her towel she got up from the couch and ran towards the stairs but heard Draco stagger towards her so she estimably turned around. He made it to her before she turned all the way around but let her fully turn around so that she was completely facing him.

"Are you in a hurry?" he breathed on her neck as he trapped her against the wall. He stared into her deep honey brown eyes searching for an answer. The only reply from her was the intentional stare that he had started. His hands now climbing casually up her body but she just kept staring into his gray eyes. Gripping her bottom made her scream in pleasure making her thoughts scatter within her. What am I doing? This is Draco Malfoy… the evil git. What is he doing? This is a trap. He doesn't really want me. I'm a Gryffindor and he's a Slytherin. They just don't get along… Or do they? I'm soooo confused but…

Her thoughts were cut off when his lips collapsed onto hers. His lips so thin and soft. She let his hands wander outside of her towel as he bit her lower lip. Carelessly, she parted and he slid his tongue into her mouth letting it tackle her tongue. Lifting her fingers to his neck she felt his lips travel to her collarbone and back up to her lips. She was running her slender fingers through his loose blond hair when she realized she was going to be late for breakfast if she didn't hurry up.

"Stop" she exclaimed breathlessly.

"Why?"

"We're going to be late to breakfast"

"So?"

"So… we are prefects and we should be on time"

"You are really a goody-two-shoes"

"Shove off" and with that she pushed him away and ran upstairs to get dressed. Leaving Draco staring into space with jumbled thoughts. Did that really just happen? Granger? What is with me? She tastes so good though… I want more. I need more. Her silky olive skin against mine. The warmth she has when her perfectly curved body up against mine.

He came back to earth when she waved her hand in front of his face with a worried look on her face. "Are you okay?" she asked impatiently. He didn't even bother to answer her he just turned around and went upstairs to his dorm to get ready. Confusingly Hermione went over to the couch and sat down and waited for Draco to come down so they can talk about what had just happened. And why. Next thing she knew his footsteps were heard coming down the stairs. He was shocked when he found her waiting for him with an unreadable expression upon her face.

"What just happened?" she asked quizzically avoiding eye contact.

"What?"

"Okay so it was just a dream" she replied happily and got up from the couch and went through the portrait hole. He caught up with her within seconds in the deserted corridor and said, "No Granger you're wrong it wasn't a dream and never will be." He looked into her eyes as she spat out "You foul evil little---"

"Granger don't fight it you know you liked it"

"Malfoy you don't know what I like"

"If you didn't like it you wouldn't have let me do it"

"Just leave me alone" she spat out angrily and ran to the Great Hall leaving Draco alone with a bewildered expression. I know she likes it. Or does she? Why won't she just admit it? What in the hell am I talking about? She is a mudblood and I am a pureblood. I shouldn't even associate with her unless its making her life a living hell. Which I do a pretty damn good job at it now.

He took long strides to the Great Hall to get there before breakfast was over and before Crabbe and Goyle gobbled it all down. Luckily he got in there before all the food was gone. He sat down next to Blaise and started to eat when he felt something go up his thigh to his crotch, which made him fidget a little bit. But forgot about it when he took a quick glance at the Gryffindor table to see Hermione laughing hysterically at the Weasel who had crammed to much food in his mouth a began to choke. Then he turned to swipe Pansy's hand away that had been massaging his inner thigh. She pouted her lips at him in response.

"Stop Pansy" he whispered cruelly.

"But Dra---" she cried but was cut off. Because of the corner of is eye he saw that Hermione got up and left the Great Hall alone. So he got up and went straight through the doors without looking back. He found her in the library ten minutes later. "Studying already Granger" he said playfully.

"What do you want? Class is about to start."

"You've forgotten already?"

"What in Merlin's Beard are you talking about?"

"You still owe me"

"What? What about earlier?"

"That was some of it but now I want the rest of it"

"Now?"

"Yes now"

"Later not now" she replied and hurried out of the library and to class.