Another day, Another buck

Another day, Another buck.

A/N: Right. Well, I have no hw tonight, so this is for you guys, since you know, I'm nice like that. smirk Yeah, and since SOMEBODY decided to ditch me for AFRICA, then this is for you hun. Caheta all the way!!

Recap:

"What's wrong?" he held her close to his body, and she wiped her eyes and looked firmly at him. "Hermione?" and she leaned up, closing the space between them. George responded happily, pulling by the waist on top of him. She just smiled in the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck. How it felt good to be in safe arms again.

Chapter 6: Title

The sun's beams shone through the window, waking up the anxious girl from her peaceful slumber. She smiled quietly to herself, and stretching, he yawned, welcoming the fresh morning air. Outside, she could hear the children giggling, running around and tinkling the bells on their bikes. But they were vague sounds, she was too immerse in he cocooned world.

She got up and made her way to the kitchen, making herself and late morning lazy hot chocolate, swirling with whipped cream and cinnamon. She sat down on her couch and sighed, content on just laying back her head and living the moment, feeling the hot liquid scorching her throat.

Last night had been a disappointment. She'd gone out with George before the war… they should had gotten more than a simple kiss, right? She sure had wanted it right then, but George… he'd insisted on not going further! Why? It's not as if they hadn't had sex before, it was nothing new. Yet he had insisted- and a lot, by the way. Then, she'd gotten frustrated, and stormed off. He had simply shrugged,

"We have to take this slow- for your sake." He said before apparating away. This had made her even more frustrated, she'd been in a fury for the next hours, and to add to that, she'd this pent up sexual frustration that just would not go away! Ugh. Thank god for that.

This morning had been calming, but now, she'd remembered too much about the night before to go back into the stage he had managed to but herself in. Hermione felt the beginning of a coil in the pit of her stomach, and groaned. She grabbed her coat and let to go grab one of the famous breakfast breads at the new bakery, 'round the corner of her street.

Draco Malfoy threw his cigarette on the ground and stomped away. Whatever people were saying, he didn't care. Tonight, he needed to release this pent up aggravation he'd gotten because of her. He made his way into the alleyway and opened the old, creaking rusty door.

"Hey" he greeted Scarlet, the company's owner, and apparently, a great friend of hers. "Is she here tonight?" he asked, hopeful, even though he knew it wasn't worth it to even try. It had been two full weeks since she hadn't come to work.

"Hi!" She replied back from the counter, a huge smile plastered on her face. "No, I'm sorry. I fear she's… taking a long-term break, so she won't be in for the next couple of months." She walked beside him, pressing her thin, bony body on his. "But… I'm sure any of us could… satisfy you." She whispered the latter in a sultry whisper, and Draco shivered.

"Uh… thanks." He backed off. "But I think I'll be okay." He made his way to the door, then stopped, and went back to Scarlet. "Actually… there might be something you can help me with." He grinned, winking.

"Anything…" she whispered in his ear, rubbing her leg on his thigh. "…for you"

A/N: OK I know you all want to kill me! I know the votes are for Draco, but a kiss doesn't mean anything… right? Come on, keep voting!