Deeper Obsessions

Chapter 4

It was late at night when Hermione had been summoned to McGonagall's office.
Her robes were messy and unbuttoned, covering the tank top and jeans that she had hastily put on.
The knight in the portrait of her common room had not woken her up very gently as he screamed bloody murder, shouting that the headmistress wished to see her at this hour because of an emergency. That had left her no choice but to grab the nearest pile of clothing to cover her nearly see through pajama top and shorts.
She took quick determined strides towards her destination.

'I hope nothing serious is going on.' She thought worriedly as the headmistress' office door came into view.
But if it weren't serious, she wouldn't be making her way down the eerily silent corridors at this time of night either.
When Hermione finally arrived there, she was surprised to notice that the seventh-year prefects were all there as well. She spotted Ginny, Draco, Pansy, Ron who was groggily looking at her and trying to catch her gaze, the prefect twins from Hufflepuff Henrietta and Zander, and Luna and Stefanie from Ravenclaw.
Stefanie had dark long curly hair that went down to her waist and her skin was a beautiful caramel shade. She was glancing around, her dark brown eyes calculating everything they saw.
It was a rarity to have two girls as prefects from the same house and year, but Stefanie was a very impressive Ravenclaw and a very intelligent one at that. So, an exception was made and righteously so, because she seemed to fulfill all her prefect's duties with pride and satisfaction.

Draco sent her an angry look and she all but still refused to meet his tantalizing gaze. Ginny noticed this and went to stand next to her defensively in an attempt to shield her from the blonde's view. The red head threw a glare at his way as well.

He frowned and raised his eyebrows at her defending stance.
'What the hell?'
His frown changed into a smirk at the sudden disdain that the red head had towards him.
They have had no issues with each other anymore after they had gotten used to each other's presence. It might have been a bit off in the beginning, but that had changed into a daily routine where they would both share their prefect's quarters without bothering one another in mutual contempt.

McGonagall came into the office in long strides, looking more tired than she already did. She glanced at each and every student that was there before speaking up.
"I'm terribly sorry to summon you at this time, children," She started," But there has been a horrible situation."

"Professor," Hermione interjected with a frown, "Blaise isn't here yet."
The headmistress set her lips in a line and nodded," That is correct miss Granger, I'm afraid the situation concerns mister Zabini."
Hermione's heart must have skipped a beat and looked over at Ginny, who's face paled a tad bit at the information. She discretely grabbed Ginny's hand and squeezed it for reassurance.

"I won't drawl about the matter." She composed herself and straightened her glasses," It seems that mister Zabini had been attacked with a terrible curse," Ginny's eyes widened as Pansy let out a small gasp, making Draco withhold himself from rolling his eyes.

'Is gasping the only thing she can do?' He thought annoyed.

" He is in the infirmary as we speak." Their professor continued in a calm tone," We were lucky enough that mister Malfoy had been near at the time, or else his life might have been lost." Hermione didn't miss how her professor's tone faltered a bit at the end of her sentence. All students of Hogwarts and their safety meant the world to her, so it was understandable that she was really upset about the matter.

Hermione glanced over at Draco who was listening intently to what McGonagall said. However, he grew a distant expression on his face and stared at the wall behind her as she outed the last words. Pansy seemed to be lost in thought as well and steered a questioning gaze at Draco.

'strange.' Hermione thought interested.

"What happened?" Came Ginny's shaky voice that broke her out of her thoughts," Is he alright?"
Hermione didn't miss the interested look on Draco's face that quickly disappeared. She also didn't miss the frown that Ron and the Parkinson witch sent Ginny's way after uttering her question.

The Headmistress glanced at the young redhead," His wounds have been tended to, miss Weasley. As for why, it seems that there had been a small dispute between him and one of miss Granger's admirers."

All eyes turned to her as she blinked. 'What now?' She mentally asked herself.
"Excuse me?" She voiced out loud.
"It seems as if mister McLaggen cursed mister Zabini out of jealousy." She finished. "The aurors have already come by to take him away. Mister Potter and mister Longbottom are also here and would like to have word with miss Granger and mister Malfoy after this meeting."

"But-but why would he curse Blaise?" Hermione questioned further, completely appalled and also concerned about her dark-skinned friend, "We have not such a relationship!"
McGonnagal sighed and rearranged the glasses on her nose," Miss Granger, I do wish to address the matter with you more privately if you wish."

Their professor set her lips in a thin line. "But I can say that mister McLaggen has confessed to being jealous because Blaise seems to be somewhat of a famous wizard among witches, and that he couldn't bear the thought of you and him sharing quarters anymore. "
Hermione didn't miss the meaningful look that her professor sent her as she spoke," I don't have to explain that men who are in love can achieve dangerous things without listening to reason."

Hermione swallowed and ignored an image of Draco that entered her mind.
'Does she know?' Hermione thought slightly panicked about the look her professor gave her.

"Yes professor." She pushed her thoughts away, "But what will happen to Cormac now?" She asked, not meaning to sound so concerned about someone who had just badly injured her friend.

The question earned her a deathly stare from her platinum blonde Slytherin who visibly clenched his jaw. "What he bloody deserves, that's what." He bit venomously.

"Mister Malfoy, calm down," their Headmistress shot disapprovingly, "I understand that mister Zabini is your close friend, but I do advise to refrain from such tone in my presence."
"Pardon, professor." He replied stoically, not meaning his apology at all.

"Before those of you who are concerned about mister Zabini head out to check on his wellbeing, there is an important matter to discuss." She continued as she straightened her back. "As you may have noticed, I have called all seventh-year prefects into this room."

Everyone glanced curiously at each other.
"You will be bringing this information towards the 5th and 6th years prefects." The Headmistress continued," Seeing that mister Zabini will be in the infirmary to recuperate, it's very important that the role of Headboy be filled nonetheless. So, until mister Zabini is healthy enough to be the Headboy, I will appoint mister Malfoy to the position." Her stern voice said.
Everyone became eerily silent as they processed the headmistress' decision.

Ron loud voice broke it," What do you bloody mean that Malfoy will become Headboy?!"
McGonagall threw heated look towards Ron. "I will not tolerate such language OR tone towards me from you, mister Weasley. Let it be said that I have the authority to appoint, change AND strip someone's title how I see fit. Understood?" Her look held a challenging undertone.

Ron's face grew red at her scolding. "But it's Malfoy!" He shouted again as he pointed an accusing finger at the boy in question. "I can't stand here and agree that this is a good idea!"
"Mister Weasley," Came her loud, strict voice that made everyone inwardly cringe, "I asked whether you'd understood, not if you agreed to my decision."
Ron clenched his fists and muttered an apology under his breath, still visibly red from his scolding.

Hermione just didn't know if he turned red out of anger or out of embarrassment.
McGonagall ignored him and continued, "I see fit to appoint mister Malfoy, an astounding wizard, as Headboy until I say otherwise. Let that be said, mister Weasley and please do calm down."
She turned to face Draco, who held a smirk on his face," Mister Malfoy, we will be moving your belongings into the Heads Dorms whilst we move mister Zabini's into the prefect's dorm with miss Weasley until further notice."

Ginny and Hermione stilled and shared a look that didn't go unnoticed by their professor.
" That will not be an issue, I presume?" Came her stern voice that left no room for discussion.
"No professor." They both muttered simultaneously.

"Alright, that will be all. Mister Malfoy your belongs are being moved as we speak. I'll call in mister Potter and mister Longbottom for their questioning. The rest is dismissed. Good evening."

The rest muttered their goodbyes as Ginny, Hermione and Draco stayed behind with the headmistress. The latter noticed Hermione's upset expression.
"Miss Granger, I can imagine you might be under a lot of shock. We will see to it that we will get to the bottom of this. As for mister Malfoy," She stopped to throw Draco a very pointed look," I will have no acts of revenge within the Hogwarts walls, and there will be no abusing of your power. Do we have an understanding?"
Draco nodded, "Very clear, professor."
McGonagall's calculating gaze lingered on Draco for a few more moments before she nodded.
"Indeed. I'll go get Potter and Longbottom. Good evening."

The elder witch swiftly made her way out, briefly leaving Hermione, Draco and Ginny alone in her office.

Ginny was shaking a bit and looking at Hermione apologetically as her eyes darted between her and Draco,"'Mione, can I—" Hermione cut her off mid-sentence, knowing that Ginny was anxious to see how Blaise was doing.
"Go look how he's doing. I'll go by to check on him after this."
Ginny nodded gratefully and quickly walked out of the office and made her way to the infirmary, briskly passing Harry and Neville without saying a word. That earned her a surprised look, especially from her ex-boyfriend, who blinked at her wordless departure.

Harry shrugged his surprise off and went to hug Hermione. "Hey. Are you alright?" He asked gently while glaring at Draco. "Malfoy". He nodded to him in acknowledgement. "Potter, Longbottom." The blonde nodded in return.
Hermione detangled herself from Harry to hug Neville who returned it warmly as well.

This earned a discrete look of disapproval from Draco's side. But he was glad that no one had noticed.

"It seems that Cormac was still mad about you," Harry started," He tricked Blaise into going into the abandoned bathrooms up in the towers. Blaise had been patrolling and heard footsteps which he found suspicious. Cormac attacked him as he wasn't paying attention."
He threw an unsure look Draco's way," That's what Malfoy states, at least."
Draco's stayed emotionless at the underlying tone, not really caring that much what Harry had to say about the matter.

Hermione put her hand to her mouth as it started quivering. "Which spell was it?"
"It was Snape's spell." Draco muttered darkly, rudely cutting Harry off," I'd remember that spell anywhere." Harry shifted uncomfortably under his gaze at the hidden challenge.

"Sectumsempra." Harry explained uneasily," It was the one I had used on Draco a while ago. I'm sure you remember."
Hermione bit her lip, seemingly upset because she did remember the spell Harry had used to almost kill Draco.
Blaise was her friend. Suspicion or not, she was worried about him and she couldn't believe that Cormac would go so far.

"He's alright, " Harry tried soothing her," Malfoy found him just in time."
He glanced over at him in suspicion," That said, what were you doing there?"
Draco shot Harry a glare. "Blaise and I always meet up after our rounds. After I didn't see him for a while I went out to look for him. I had heard distant shouting and saw McLaggen throwing that curse at Blaise." He said in a cold voice, "I stunned him and immediately tended to Blaise, getting help when I saw which curse it was."

Harry and Neville nodded.
Neville intervened," Still a bit of a coincidence, don't you think Malfoy?"
Draco's icy stare almost made Neville lose his hard stance, but he would not back down to the likes of him.
" I don't care what you think, Longbottom, just see to it that you do your job and get to McLaggen before I do." Harry narrowed his eyes," Alright, that's enough. Thank you Malfoy, we'll let you know if we need you again."

Draco's robes moved dramatically with his walk as he made his way out the door, slamming it behind him.
They all stared at the door.
"Be careful around him, 'Mione." Harry said breaking the silence, "We've been hearing things."
This piqued her interest. "Things?" She asked out loud," What things?"
Neville answered her," That the Death Eaters have been meeting again."

Hermione glanced at the door through which Draco just disappeared though. "Malfoy had been pardoned, Harry. We saw to it that it happened."

"I know, I know," Harry said defeated," But, just be careful."
" I will be," Hermione promised, "In the meantime, what happens to Cormac?"
"He will be detained for a while until his trial and he is most likely to be expelled from Hogwarts."
Neville shot Harry a look." If he's found guilty." He added.

Hermione nodded sadly but processed his insinuation.
"I never would have thought Cormac would do something like this."
Harry and Neville shared a look," Yeah, we didn't either." Harry agreed slowly.
"If there is anything odd, Hermione, you'd tell us right?"
" I would" Hermione lied," You guys take care, okay?"
They hugged one last time before they made their way out of the castle, Hermione's eyes never leaving their retreating backs.

She hugged herself as he saw them disappear in the distance and made her way down to the infirmary.
The news would probably be shared with the other students tomorrow.

Hermione walked towards the left wing where Blaise would be laying, with no doubt Ginny by his side.
She grimaced at the thought. Ginny does seem to have strong feelings for him, which made her frown.
'What if it would have been Draco?' Hermione thought to herself,' Would I be in the same position as Ginny?'
Hermione halted in her steps. No, because Draco was stronger than to be cursed by someone like Cormac. But then again, Blaise was stronger than that as well.
Actually, Blaise was a lot stronger than that.

She must have stood there lost in thought for a while, because a voice startled her train of thought.
" Are you alright, Hermione?" Came a meek voice," You seem distant."
Hermione turned around to see Stefanie glancing curiously at her.

"Oh, yeah," She replied," Just a bit shocked by the previous events. Thanks for asking." She said while sending her a small smile.
She liked Stefanie. She wouldn't say that they were friends, but they had a mutual liking towards each other. Stefanie was almost as nitpicky as she was, always on time, always stressing about school and also down to earth. This was all something Hermione missed in most students her age.

"I was just headed down to Zabini," Stefanie continued," mind if I tag along with you?"
"No problem," Hermione replied with a smile," Walking with someone down these corridors is much more fun than on your own."
'And also less dangerous for when I come across Malfoy.' Hermione thought nervously. She wasn't afraid of him, but kicking him in the groin was something he would probably not take lightly.

Hermione bit into Draco's neck to keep herself from screaming out in pleasure as he pounded into her, hitting a certain spot that made her toes curl with every thrust.
He massaged and kneaded her breasts roughly and she wrapped her legs around his waist even tighter in attempt to pull him even closer.
"Like that?" Draco growled and she looked up at him questionably with lustfilled eyes. He leaned down, "This is what you wanted, right?" He growled into her ear that sent pleasurable shivers down her body. He continued his fast pace, the headboard slamming against the wall that matched his rhythm. She was briefly glad that they were sane enough to have cast the silencing spell.
Not that she really cared at the moment, as long as he kept doing the amazing things he was doing to her.
"RIGHT?" He grounded as he pushed his length into her an a hard thrust, emphasizing his question.

"Yes!" Hermione practically sobbed, "I-I'm almost.. I'm going to-!" she cried as she weaved her slender fingers through his blonde hair.
Draco roughly gripped her wavy curls and kissed her neck, earning himself a throaty moan from the know-it-all witch. He slammed himself into her in a faster pace, making her eyes roll back into her head and making her moans louder.
"Yes!" She yelled in pleasure as she reached her high. "Gods, yes!"
Hermione roughly pulled him down for a passionate kiss as her walls enclosed over his member again. She briefly pulled back to shout his name in ecstasy while she convulsed under him.

He didn't give her a moment to rest. He kept his rhythm steady while narrowing his eyes at her cry.
Hermione arched her back as he continued to pump into her. "Malfoy," She cried," I-I can't. It's too much. I-" She stopped talking as he began fucking her mercilessly again," Fuck, Malfoy!" She cried his name again as she felt herself building up once more.

He pulled her up roughly, "You will call me by my given name, Granger. When we fuck, you're mine."

Hermione tried to push her intrusive memories away. She tried to deny how aroused she got whenever she remembered him claiming her as his. But right now was not the time to think about that.

Hermione and Stefanie made their way silently to where Blaise would be.

As they walked for a few moments in a comfortable silence, the infirmary's doors came into view.
The seventh-year prefects were standing in front of the door, all except for Draco and Pansy.

Hermione took in Ginny's posture. If she hadn't known her closest friend, she would have thought that nothing was wrong. But she knew by her darting eyes and impatient padding of her foot against the ground that she was clearly upset and expertly covered it by acting irritated.

As Ginny noticed Hermione and Stefanie come closer she explained," Malfoy and Parkinson are in there with him. Madam Pomfrey let them in first because they're his friends." Came her calm and collected answer.

The brunette nodded as she noticed Ron come stand closer between her and his sister.
"If you ask me the git got what he deserved anyway." He stated while looking at the door in disdain.
Hermione noticed Ginny bite her lip and look down to the floor in shame. It took one sentence from her brother to make her feel guilty about her infatuation again. Hermione felt her anger rise and narrowed her eyes, "No one deserves anything, Ronald," She bit out," And if you speak about how pain is given righteously to someone, it doesn't make you any better now does it."

Ron's face grew red, "You know 'Mione, there was a time when you'd agree with me."
"And at that time I wanted us to end up together. I'm glad that most of us did the effort to change for the better after the war." She spat at him, what made him narrow his eyes at her.

"Growing fond of Death Eaters is not 'changing for the better', 'Mione. Get your head out of your naïve arse."
Hermione grit her teeth at his insult." Blaise is NOT a Death Eater Ronald."
'Atleast, until I get to the bottom of this he isn't.' She thought to herself. She didn't miss that Ginny's gaze was directed at the floor.

Ron laughed bitterly at her reply," Might as well been. Being neutral in a war means playing it safe." He threw her a cold stare," Choosing a side is important. Choosing none proves you to be a coward."
They locked in a deathly stare and everyone turned silent as they watched the debacle with unease.

"Maybe we should all calm down," Stefanie interjected quickly," Ron, if you don't want to be here then don't. Being concerned about someone's wellbeing is not mandatory for being a prefect. So, if you don't then I think it's best to just leave."
"Stefanie is right, Ron," Came Luna's dreamy voice," We'll tell you tomorrow how he is doing."

Ron's eyes darted between Luna and Stefanie before he scowled.
"I suppose so," he said slowly," Maybe it is best I leave. Give the git my regards," he threw a cold look at them, "Even if I don't mean them."

They watched Ron leave with a huff and saw him disappear around the corner.
"We don't want to seem horribly rude, but" they heard from next to them and turned to face the other prefects who had followed the scene," we have our mixed feelings about Zabini as wel."

Hermione stared at the Hufflepuff twins and nodded, "We're not holding you back. Everyone is entitled to their opinion."
They nodded guiltily," But do let us know how he is doing?"
Ginny's eyes narrowed," If you cared for his wellbeing then you would do the effort of coming with us."
The twins shot each other an unsure look before Henrietta spoke up and said," What Zander means to say that it's best for us to stay out of this. It's not that we're not concerned, we just don't want to be pulled into this."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Ginny shot back confused but stopped as Hermione held her hand up in a motion her to stop." Thank you for your honest opinion. Have a good evening."

The twins nodded in relief and muttered their good nights before disappearing.
"The nerve," Ginny muttered in frustration.
"Where is McGonagall?" Hermione asked suddenly breaking out Ginny out of her rant.
The red-haired witch glanced at her," She left a while ago. It's just Malfoy and Parkinson with Zabini. Madam Pomfrey left as well."

They must have waited for about half an hour before they saw the door to the infirmary finally open.

The doors opened with a creak and they came face to face with the two Slytherin prefects who had grim expressions on their faces. Pansy's expression turned into disgust as she saw Ginny and Hermione.
But that went unnoticed as Draco's eyes locked with Hermione's, who stared back defiantly in challenge.
His voice brought shivers down her spine," Blaise is stable but in a coma. I advise that only two of you come in," He glanced emotionlessly at Luna and Stefanie, "and with that I mean Granger and Weasley."

Stefanie and Luna were reluctant at the 'new' Headboys odd request but nodded nonetheless, before Stefanie turned to the girls in question," You guys are going to be alright?"
"Yeah." They said simultaneously as they walked in.
As they walked inside, Pansy walked out and glared at them. The moment she stood outside however, Draco instead of walking out with Pansy, slammed the door shut behind her and successfully locked it with wandless magic.
'Impressive', Hermione thought as she saw him perform the trick.
"Draco what the hell!" They heard from outside before he cast a silencio in the same manner to silence the room.
'He is really good at wandless magic' She thought absentmindedly intrigued.

"Well isn't this lovely," Came Draco's cold voice," The lionesses have come."
Hermione and Ginny both ignored his comment and walked over to where Blaise laid, but not before Ginny shot Draco a glare.
"Why are you in here with us?" She asked with a suspicious scowl.
Said blonde was now leaning against the wall and never letting his gaze wander from his witch. He glanced over at Ginny and sent her a tired look." I won't leave him." Came his simple reply.
Hermione pushed down her nervousness and ignored his seeking eyes.

"It's not like him to be overpowered by a wizard who doesn't even know how to spell my name correctly." Hermione said while throwing a pointed look at Blaise who laid there motionlessly under the covers.

Draco turned his head towards the know-it-all and sighed," He is only human." He countered.
Ginny shot him a sad glance," He is, isn't he?" Draco would have raised his eyebrows at the redhead's sad tone if Hermione's voice didn't cut through," Are you though?"

Draco's voice held a warning," Be nice, Granger."
"Fuck you Draco," Hermione spat," Stop saying that to me."
His eyes darkened instantly, "I warned you not to speak like that to me."

"As I made very clear last night, you can't talk like that to me." She shot back fearlessly.
She was tired of his shite, she was tired of him having his constant effect on her and she was fucking tired of him being after her. Blaise was in the hospital because of her!

They both glared at each other, with fire in their eyes and the willpower to not let the other win at whatever game they're playing.

Ginny huffed at them and her eyes noticed Blaise's bandaged chest peeking out from under the cover.
She silently moved to sit on the bed and pulled the cover down to his waist. Ginny gasped as she took in his beaten form and Hermione didn't fail to notice how Draco's hands clenched into fists. Blaise's whole upper body was covered in bandages, even his upper arms.

Hermione went over to hug Ginny, who stifled back a sob.
Ginny looked over at Draco again with sad eyes," What did madam Pomfrey say?"
Draco glanced over the two witches stoically and answered," He'll pull through. His internal bleeding was bad but he is stable now. It was a miracle that I was near him when it happened."
He clenched his jaw and the knuckles in his fists turned white as he uttered the last part.

Hermione looked at his reaction with interest.

The brunette witch pinched the bridge of her nose and leaned against the bed that was next to Blaise's.
"I still can't believe it though…" She whispered, "But I'm so glad that he's alive." She said honestly as she studied the bandages that seemed to cover his whole chest.
Draco broke the silence," I will be taking his place as Headboy. If it's permanent or not, is to be discussed when Blaise is awake and healed."

Hermione's gut filled with sudden dread at the revelation. It hadn't quite sunk in yet that she would be sharing quarters with Draco until he had mentioned it.
Ginny glanced at Hermione in concern, because her friend had suddenly lost all color in her face.

Hermione was going to be rooming with Draco Malfoy, the guy that had shagged her senseless and who had haunted her mind since the beginning of school and who might also be a plausible dangerous Death Eater.
Not to mention still very pissed off at her for yesterday.
And even more pissed because his closest friend had been attacked by her admirer.

Hermione's knees suddenly went weak and she fell to the floor. She was caught half way and her nostrils were filled with a familiar scent as Draco steadied her.

'Not good.' Hermione thought with wide eyes, still with Draco's hands gripping her arms.
The fact that he looked at her with sinister determination didn't help one bit.

"Is it really needed?" She stammered as she moved away from him, creating more distance between them.

"I'm afraid so." Draco calmly said, "But don't worry, I'll try to be nice." He said mocking her.
Ginny now took a defensive stance between him and Hermione." And will you be?"
"That's debatable." Draco voiced with venom as he shot Hermione a deathly stare.
'Ah, still pissed yes.' She mentally winced.

If Ginny hadn't been so upset about Blaise's attack, she would have raised her eyebrows at his obvious annoyance. She glanced questionably at Hermione. "I'll tell you later." The know-it-all murmured back. Ginny nodded at her and stepped back down.
"Hermione, Malfoy," Ginny addressed them after a few moments, making them look at her," I know this might sound a bit odd, but do you mind leaving me alone with him?"

Hermione looked at her in panic. 'Yes, I would mind!' She screamed in her head. Her frantic thoughts must have been mirrored on her expression, because Draco noticed and smirked, "Afraid to confront me, Granger?"
'Because she bloody should be.' He added wickedly in his mind.

Hermione grit her teeth. "Fine." She spat as she glared at him.
"Ginny, you know where to find me if something is wrong." She snapped at Ginny and her eyes softened immediately at her best friend who seemed so broken. How could she be so egoistical? Her friend was in a horrible state and wanted to be alone with the person she might love who was in a bloody coma after being attacked. Hermione mentally hit herself for being so selfish, even if it was for a mere moment.
"Im so sorry Gin." She apologized," You will be alright, right?" Hermione asked Ginny concerned.

Draco didn't even wait for an answer. "Let's go." Was all he said as he moved.
She felt his hand gently push her back to get her moving towards the exit.

Hermione saw Ginny sit on Blaise's bed and saw her put her hand on his just before she and Draco closed the infirmary's door behind them. She was still in a state of shock about the whole ordeal.
Blaise and Ginny. Blaise being attacked and now in a coma. Blaise and Draco might be Deatheaters. And now that she and Draco being Headboy and Headgirl, in close proximity of each other.

But she still had a bit of difficulty wrapping her head around the fact that Ginny and Blaise were something, and even more becauseh it was very similar to her and Draco.
'That didn't just look like something.' She thought, 'that looked like denial on Ginny's part.'
But was she in the same situation then? They were both attracted to plausible dangerous Slytherins. Did she feel something for Draco?
'No,' Hermione debated in her head, 'I don't. I can't.
She was stubborn enough to believe it too.

She was so lost in thought that she didn't even notice that Draco had steered her the whole way until she came face to face with the portrait hole for the Head dorms.
He had also never removed his hand from her lower back, which gently moved downward and caused the goosebumps to form on her skin when is rested on her backside now.
"He asked for the password, Granger," He whispered lowly into her ear.
Hermione fell out of her trance," Oh, right," She stammered," T-toads Cross".
The knight in the portrait nodded and opened the door, letting them both in.

And there were two things that happened when the door slammed shut behind them.
One was that Draco turned to face her with such ferocity that she backed up, against a nearby table, dropping her stack of neatly piled books that laid on it to the floor.

And two, Draco's low voice that subconsciously sent delightful shivers down Hermione's spine with desire but also filled her with dread.
"Give me one good reason, Granger."

Hermione stood with her back against the table as she saw Draco slowly advance towards her with that evil glint in his eyes.
"Well?" He urged," I'm waiting."

She tried playing coy," Good reason for what?"
"One good reason." He repeated simply, his angry eyes never leaving her nervous ones.

"Well," She said nervously as she eyed his form," Well, maybe because I don't want you to?"
Draco laughed darkly and walked close enough for her to breathe in his scent.

"I'm pretty sure that you want me to." Was all he said. He angrily stalked towards her with a certain aura of danger and before she knew it, he placed both hands on each side of her on the table and caging her in.

"Uh, well." She stammered," Because your best friend is in the infirmary in a coma?"
"He would have been more than thrilled." Draco bit back angrily.

'Why is he so angry?' Hermione thought as she got lost in his eyes.

He leaned down.
"And what should nice little Gryffindors say when they fucking hit you in the nuts?" he growled dangerously against her ear.
"I'm not going to apologize for hitting you when you were harassing me." She breathed out while trying to create more distance between her and him by leaning back.

He chuckled against her ear, and she automatically placed her hands on his chest to steady herself, lost in their proximity.
She felt his strong hands on the back of her thighs, and before she knew it he had swiftly lifted her to sit on the table with him between her legs.

'Oh sweet Lord Jesus.'
She mentally sighed as she felt him against her.

"I disagree, I do think apologies are in order." He breathed against her neck as he gripped her thighs tightly.

"No."
Hermione was very proud that she sounded so confident.
Draco narrowed his eyes at her answer but composed himself. "How about a compromise then?"

"Maybe." Hermione couldn't answer more than one word if he was this close.
'How does he keep doing this to me?'

His hands moved from her thighs up to her sides. She felt them trail up and down in a featherlight touch. Hermione closed her eyes and sighed, leaning into him.

"You got your fix of me once, so it's fair I get my fix of you."
Her eyes popped open immediately to clash with stormy grey eyes.
"Malfoy-"
"It's only fair." He pushed as he trailed his wandering hands against her breasts. He massaged them through her shirt and she gasped out loud, closing her eyes at the feeling and biting her lip.
"What do you say, Granger?"

He grew tired of playing with her breasts through her top, so he trailed his hands under the damn clothing so he could finally feel her skin.
His hands felt like fire on her body as Hermione arched her back and let out a very sexy sound that made Draco's eyes darken immediately.
He gave her a moment to process his proposition. Knowing Hermione, she would do just anything ' to be fair.' Draco would have snorted at the foolish trait if he wasn't so preoccupied at the moment.

Hermione bit her lip. It was only fair. But was it a good idea?
Probably not, but he was driving her insane again and she was scared to give in.
But it was fair. Wasn't it?

"Just once?" Hermione questioned from under her eyelashes.
"If you can still resist it afterwards, then just once." Draco said in agreement, even though he wasn't planning on making it another one time thing.

She breathed in deeply as his hands pushed down her bra and palmed her bare breast under her shirt.
Hermione arched her back at his touch.
"Now?" She asked aroused, her voice low with want.

Draco chuckled darkly and leaned down," No not now, witch. But when I want it, you will give it to me."
Hermione bit her lip at his demanding command.
"Okay." She breathed," It's only fair." She agreed meekly. Draco growled in appreciation of her answer.

Good, she agreed.
Now to deal with other pressing matters.
The fact that his father was a failure and yet ordering him around like he was the leader, that Hermione Granger was on his mind and dreams and she was constantly refusing to give into their obvious attraction and want, and that he fucking had to attack his best mate and had nearly killed him because his father told him to.
He nearly bloody killed Blaise. The thought made his adrenaline rush through his body again.
Draco was so bloody angry at everything.
He needed her. He wanted her. He just needed a taste to get his mind off everything.
Just one taste.

Draco leaned down once more and growled," As for yesterday, I still think you need to apologize."
"I will do no such thing." Hermione stubbornly shot back as she stared up at him in challenge. She would not apologize for defending herself, but she couldn't help but lick her lips when his eyes narrowed.

She yelped as he pinched her nipple.
The action sent waves of pleasure to her lower abdomen and made her bite her lip. She gripped his arms in an attempt to stop his ministrations on her body, before she got too carried away.
Draco, however, stared intently at his witch's lips and clenched his jaw.

Fuck this game.

And he crashed his lips onto hers.

TO BE CONTINUED...