Here's chapter 10. Please Read and Review.

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Hermione was amazed, when Ginny informed her that Easter break was next week. She could have sworn that it was months away. Shocked at the sudden change she knew there was no way she would beat Draco before the Easter Holidays. There was only one thing for it. The game must go on. As usual, she was invited to the Weasley's but she concluded, That if Easter was next week then she would need to do some more work, to catch up. If she was going to continue this game with Draco then she would need to catch up on all homework and classwork she was going to get the weeks after Easter, to not fall behind as she was clearly going to be distracted. After much of a debate with Ginny, she decided to stay at Hogwarts during the holidays.

Hermione didn't see much of Draco that next week, aside from in classes of course. He spent most of his time playing quidditch at the moment. The Friday morning that they broke up for Easter holidays, there was a Quidditch Tournament. The most important one, the Championship, The excitement heightened by the teams competing. This was Slytherin Vs. Gryffindor. Understandably Draco spent his spare time was practicing, Which Hermione didn't mind. She knew the effects a good workout had on his body, and she knew how he loved Quidditch and she had to admit, it was growing on her... Especially Wednesday Evening;

After 'Borrowing' Harry's Invisibility cloak and watched Slytherin practice. While she herself hated flying, she couldn't deny that watching her man fly was a turn on. Maybe it was his athletic form, or how he gracefully manoeuvred, effortlessly flying, hiding his intense concentration. Or perhaps it was the sense of danger, either way, she wanted him.

Practice came to an end and while the Slytherin team walked into the changing room, two stayed on the pitch.

"Zabini, go, I'll meet you in a minute" He said. Zabini and Malfoy shared a knowing look with a smile and a quick glance at Hermione (Despite still being under the cloak) he went inside. What was it with these Slytherins? Their power was something else! Whatever it was it confused Hermione because, While Harry and Ron told Hermione the story of when Lucius Malfoy almost caught them under the cloak, he had uncertainty. It was like Draco especially and seemingly Blaise could se straight through it. She decided to test this theory. Draco ran up the bleachers, she moved over. silently walking a bit further away

"Running away from me Granger?" Draco growled. Catching up with her quickly and throwing off the cloak. With a click of his fingers the cloak had transformed into a rather large comfortable mattress, and the bleachers had moved, giving them more room. He lifted her up and placed her carefully on the mattress, before his lips attacked her with animalistic passion. His hands roaming, down her slender sides. Hermione, quick to reply to his ministrations, pulled his Quidditch Jersey over his head, His body still glistened with the sweat of his intense workout. His muscles standing proudly. her eyes widened momentarily before dropping to a half-lidded lust filled gaze. She moaned at the sheer sight of him. Desperate for him, she rolled them over, so she was straddling him. Draco, fatigued from his training laid back and let her get to work. She pulled off her top, he watched as she slowly, teasingly stripped herself of her bra.

"Fuck" he growled as she started grinding into him

"That's the plan" She replied with a sexy smile. Merlin he loved it when she did that. He relaxed as she kissed her way down his body. She got to his hardened member.

"You want me Draco?" She asked, in a sultry voice, he growled low in his throat as she teased his cock. Merlin she was good at THAT!

He watched as she threw off her jeans and underwear, and sunk. Onto him riding him hard and fast, his hands gripped on her hips, guiding her. He was tired from Quidditch, He loved having this sexy minx on top of him. He was far enough ahead. He let her have this one. Without even needing to be asked he did something a Malfoy never does. He begged.

"Fuuck Hermione more"

"Mmmm what was that Draco, What do you want?" She asked

"You" He hissed, grabbing her waist and rolling her over

"You get this point...But let me fuck you. I need release Princess" in one swift motion he was deep inside her, She gasped and moaned, he pressed a soft kiss to her lips. Barely giving her a second to adapt to his large size, he sped up his thrusts, he knew he was close. She wasn't far behind him. He positioned his hips to hit that spot inside her that made her scream. She wrapped her arms round his neck, feeling the rippling muscles of his shoulders.

"Fuck! Draco I'm close" She muttered, he lowered his mouth to her ear and started nibbling her earlobe softly

"Cum for me Hermione" He whispered, rolling the R in 'Hermione' she unwound and came undone to his words. The feeling of her tightening around him caused his own orgasm. He came deep and hard inside her.

"You deserve that point" He whispered kissing her temple softly.

"What's that now? 9 to 4" She asked

"Yes" he muttered, his fingers absentmindedly playing with her breasts.

"MALFOY!" She heard the undeniable shout of one Blaise Zabini.

"Sorry beautiful, you're going to have to share me" He said quickly throwing on his underwear and Quidditch shorts, and slipping on his shoes. She quickly dressed as well. He placed a soft kiss to her lips, before standing up. He winked at her and shouted his reply;

"ON MY WAY" To Zabini stood on the pitch. Hermione noticed that while yelling, while concentrating on other things he waved his hand, wordless and wandless, returning the Bleachers and the mattress back to what they were before. She looked up at his form descending the steps in awe. There was more to him than it appeared and she knew, But she still only had an insight into just how powerful that man truly is. She threw on the cloak with intentions to make her way back to her common room. But not before passing Draco and Blaise on the Pitch, talking about Quidditch, of course. Why she put the cloak on she didn't know. It was obvious they both knew where she was. She walked so she was inches from Draco, she could smell his scent and sighed silently.

Blaise chucked lightly, she smiled at him. He smiled back, bewildered she intended to walk on, stopping when she heard Zabini address her personally.

"Don't worry Granger, I won't tell...You know what I get up to anyway" he said.

Feeling stupid she pulled off the cloak

"Why do I bother wearing this?" She asked

"I don't know but if it makes you feel any better only Malfoy can see through it, I can only sense you" Blaise said

"intriguing" She replied

"Babe go back to the castle. You don't want to be caught out after hours" he said, she responded with a small smile and nodded at him. He placed a soft kiss to her forehead

"Goodnight Draco, Bye Blaise" She said started making her way back to the Castle.

"Goodnight Hermione" Zabini Responded

"Goodnight beautiful" Draco replied.

It was finally time for the quidditch match. This was the biggest match of the year. The fight for champion, and Slytherin Vs Gryffindor. The bets were high, and everyone got involved. Classes finished Early on Thursday evening so they could make Banners to support their teams. The school was divided 50/50 with all of Slytherin and Gryffindor supporting their houses, with half of Ravenclaw, supporting each. Their support worked out half from calculating that Slytherin had more wins over the last few years, and the other half calculating the strengths of each player. Either way, the house was split 50/50 for arithmetic reasons, whereas Hufflepuff was split based on they friends. again around 50/50.

Hermione stood down by the bottom entrance to the Pitch, Gryffindor went on first, followed by the Slytherin team. Each player being introduced individually. They all got cheering and applause. Before long it was only Hermione, Draco and Blaise left. Not wanting to waste any time Hermione walked up to Draco, who wrapped his arm around her waist. Blaise gave them a knowing smirk. Draco placed his lips on Hermione's neck, Kissing his beautiful Goddess as Blaise was called and ran out onto the pitch. Blasie gave his introductory bow and a quick fly round the pitch, loving being adorned by his fans, and laughing sinfully at those who booed him. The loudest of course coming from Ginny Weasley. It was common knowledge that the two clashed, and He responded to her by shooting her a wink. His introduction took a little longer than usual as he took, second, third, fourth and fifth laps...To everyone else he was being the showman as ever. No hands on the broom, amping up the crowd, increasing the cheers and applause. downing out the boos. The crowds loved him, but Hermione and Draco knew his true game. And they both made mental notes to thank him later. As soon as they were alone, Draco turned to her,

"Do I get a kiss for good luck?" He asked, a smirk playing on his lips

"Only if you win for me" Hermione replied, kissing him. They kissed deep, savouring the feel and taste of each other until he heard his name being called. Breaking the kiss apologetically, he pressed a quick kiss to her forehead.

'Go and Win" Hermione yelled after him, hoping he was able to hear her voice over the cheering! Despite only having half the school in his favour, everyone in Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff cheered when he was introduced. His applause louder than anyone else, including Harry's. She could see why he was considered Slytherin's King. A thought quickly crossed her mind if that meant she was his queen but she brushed that thought out as they took flight. She watched as Draco did a majestic fly round the whole pitch, with speeds she wouldn't dare dream of going. She made her way quickly up to the stands, standing next to Luna. Still watching her majestic dragon fly round the sky. The sense of danger about him, had a similar effect to when she learned just how powerful he is. It made her core moisten in anticipation and need. He stopped almost above her and gave a small wink. Clearly it was directed at Hermione, but Every girl in a 20m Radius Started screaming thinking the King could be winking at them.

Hermione would bet good money that she was the only Gryffindor partially supporting Slytherin. For Ginny it was easy. Both Ginny and Blaise were playing against each other in this game, and if Hermione had learnt anything from Ginny's stories, they thrive on competition, in more than just the bedroom. Much like another Slytherin she knew...Draco flew up, vertical and fast. In search of the Snitch.

The game was intense. Blaise was an excellent Keeper, almost every goal was saved. The score after a very exciting two hours was only Gryffindor: 2 : Slytherin: 3 it was only then when the clouds parted and the whole pitch was bathed in warm, bright rays of the sun, that everyone started yelling. Malfoy caught on before the crowds saw. His incredible eyesight and attention to detail still baffling even Hermione. He Shot forwards. Faster than she'd ever seen him go, he was a blur. She suddenly felt knot in her stomach, not of fear but adrenaline, excitement for him. He then shot down. Still flying faster than the speed of sound. He flew around in a circle. One hand on the broom, the other holding up, victoriously, the Golden snitch. The crowds erupted in applause and cheering. With the help of Blaise, the crowds cheers didn't cease as Draco took victory laps around the pitch. Blaise leading the rest of the team and near enough the school in cheers, loud. The mood in the pitch was clearly energetic, as the noise bounced off everyones eardrums. No one was complaining.

"MALFOY CAUGHT THE GOLDEN SNITCH! SLYTHERIN WIN!" The voice over yelled. All players grounded. the Slytherin team surrounded Draco picking him up on their shoulders and Parading round the chants of 'Malfoy! Malfoy! Malfoy" Were contagious and before long, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and even some of the Gryfindors joined in. Hermione quickly made her way onto the side of the pitch, to meet the teams when they came off. She watched as the Gryffindor team walked up to them. Malfoy was put down, in front of his team. Clearly the leader. Draco faced Harry as he walked up to Draco. They stared at each other. Everything fell silent, teachers froze. The crowds instantly muted, even the birds in a nearby tree muted. After an agonised wait of baited breath, Harry stuck out his hand, Draco glanced between Harry's face and his hand, before taking his hand in his. A tight grip.

"Good game" Harry said genuinely, his voice echoing through the empty crowds, their was a unison of exhales and then the cheering started again. The teams passed round handshakes. Hermione watched as Blaise and Ginny shook hands, Eyes locked, Similar smirks. They seemed reluctant to let go but unless you were looking right at them you wouldn't have noticed. Not realising what he was interrupting Harry put an arm on Ginny's shoulder and they all made their way back in. Draco spotted Hermione first, he smiled at her as she blew him a kiss. She had to walk in with Gryffindor. He knew that. He didn't mind. She threw a quick smile over her shoulder.

The school packed their things that night. Leaving enough for big parties, Each house had their own, and it was early hours of the morning by the time they had gone to bed. And yet, they all went down down breakfast Saturday morning before catching the Carriages to pull them back to the station. At promptly 10am Hermione was the only one on the platform. She waved goodbye to all her friends as they left. She was disappointed. She hadn't seen Draco since his big win. As soon as the train disappeared from sight, she started the walk to the carriages to take her back to the castle. She took a deep breath, She had to get him out of her mind, if she wanted to win, and still come out on top of her classwork.

Please Read and Review. Also guys, I've been mentioning Blaise and Ginny an awful lot. Do you guys want me to write a story centred on Ginny and Blaise. A bit like this one, minimal plot and mainly smut? Let me know.