Hermione's heart was pounding with anticipation (and a little fear) as they entered Draco's bedroom. Even though they had been sleeping here together for the past few weeks, all he had done was kiss her good night and hold her. While she loved those times together, she had found herself wondering what it would be like to do more. She didn't know exactly what that would entail, but she did read a lot and had the general idea. Beyond that...she was unsure and felt a little uncomfortable that Draco had the upper hand. She hoped that she didn't disappoint him or do something to make him laugh at her.

Draco led her over to the bed, and then stretched out on it, pulling her down beside him. Hermione lay with her head on the pillow, afraid to look at him.

"Draco, I've never.." she started to say, knowing that her face was probably five different shades of red. He put his fingers on her lips.

"It's okay." He whispered. "I won't hurt you." She nodded, feeling mortified for being so ill at ease. "Just relax...we've got all day." Draco nudged her gently, guiding her to turn over on to her stomach. She felt him move behind her, and felt her body tingle as she realized he was straddling her legs. Draco eased her shirt up, and placed his hands on her back. Gently, he began to rub the back of her shoulders, down her spine, and over the top of her hips. Hermione moaned with contentment.

"That feels good, Draco." He chuckled softly.

"Good." He continued to massage her back, his strong fingers working her muscles and skin in wonderful ways. Then he bent low over her and whispered in her ear "Don't fall asleep on me, now. We're just getting started." Hermione felt a rush of electricity all over at his words, and her hands clutched at the pillow.

"I don't think there's much chance of that happening." she whispered back, and then gasped as he began kissing the back of her neck. He continued this for awhile, and then she felt his tongue gently touching her shoulders. He kissed his way down her back, causing her to arch and moan at the overwhelming sensations. Hermione tried to turn over, but he stopped momentarily and gently, but forcefully, pressed her down into the bed.

"No, no, not yet baby." Hermione wrapped her arms around the pillow, hugging it tightly, and closed her eyes. Draco was making her body feel things that she had never felt before. The tingling sensations were getting stronger, making her restless, wanting something that she couldn't name. Draco continued kissing and stroking her bare skin, and then moved lower. His hands moved over her bottom, caressing and rubbing it through her clothing. Then he was touching her thighs, hands moving downward until he had reached her feet. Draco removed her shoes and socks, making Hermione breathless with anticipation. He moved so that he was kneeling on the floor, and pulled her ankles so that her feet were nearer the edge of the bed. He wrapped one hand around each foot, and began caressing every inch of them. When he involved his mouth, licking and nibbling on her toes, Hermione could not help but cry out "Draco! That feels so...good..." She sighed and moaned, writhing on the bed as she clutched the pillow tighter to her. The tingling sensation had turned into an ache, a sweet strong longing that seemed to be centered between her thighs. "Draco...please...please..." Hermione found herself begging, even though she was not sure what she wanted. She didn't want him to stop because it felt so incredible, and yet her body wanted more, needed more. As if he understood her body better than she herself did, Draco gently guided her on to her back and reached up to unbutton her jeans. He slid them off of her, slowly, making sure that his fingertips caressed her bare legs. Then he moved back up and slid her fingers underneath her panties, resting on her hip at first making slow, delicious circles toward her center. When he touched her there, Hermione nearly screamed and felt her body arch toward him as if on its own accord. His fingertips continued the slow, gentle circles as he caressed her, making her pant and toss her head from side to side. Then he abruptly removed his hand and was laying on top of her. Hermione reached up for him, pulling him close to her. Draco wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply. While they kissed, she felt something hard pressing against her, and the need radiating from her center became almost unbearable. She moved restlessly against him, and felt him smile. Immediately fearing that she had done something wrong, Hermione turned her head to the side and murmured, "sorry." Draco placed both of his hands on her face and turned her head so that she was looking at him.

"What are you apologizing for? Do you know how incredibly sexy you are? You have no idea what you're doing to me." He pressed against her as if to demonstrate.

"Then...what are you waiting for?" Hermione asked, knowing instinctively that there was more, something wonderful needed to happen...

"I need...to make sure..you're ready.." He replied in a strained voice. He slid down her body again, hooking his thumbs in the edges of her panties. He pulled them off of her, caressing her legs and the tops of her feet as he did so. Even with the new, pulsating need assaulting her senses, Hermione was suddenly gripped with an urge to roll over, to draw her knees up and cover herself. She had never been this exposed before any man, only Lucius had seen...at the thought of Lucius, Hermione gave a sob and tried to curl herself into a ball. Draco was with her in a instant, holding her, stroking her hair, murmuring in her ear. "What's wrong, Hermione? If you don't like something I'm doing, just tell me, its okay..." Hermione shook her head and buried her face in his shoulder.

"No Draco, its not you...just laying there like that brought back that night...your father..." She felt Draco's body harden, and he grasped her tightly for a moment.

"Hermione, I'm going to put him right out of your mind. He will never touch you, never look at you, ever again. There's only you and I now. Look at me..." Hermione raised her head slowly and looked into his blue eyes, which were filled with intensity and concern. She noticed how his blond hair was starting to fall over his forehead, and reached up to brush it back like she had seen him do so many times. He caught her hand and kissed the tips of her fingers lightly. "Trust me baby. Just lay back and let me take care of you.." Draco moved his fingers under her shirt, sliding them slowly over her stomach until they had reached the bottom of her bra. He reached behind her, unhooked it, and then eased her shirt over her head. He removed her bra, tossing it to the floor with the rest of her clothes. His breath caught as he looked down at her. "You're so beautiful, Hermione..." He gently caressed both of her breasts, and then lowered his mouth to her taut nipples. He licked one, then the other, before taking the right one into his mouth and sucking gently. His fingers found the other, their motions mimicking his mouth and tongue. Hermione cried out with pleasure, her head tossing from side to side. She reached down and held his head, stroking his hair while moaning his name over and over again.

Draco attended to her breasts for a few more minutes, and then moved lower. He kissed his way down her stomach, enjoying the heat that was rising off of her body. When Hermione felt his tongue touch her there, she arched her back and screamed his name. Draco moved his tongue up and down on her, and she wondered how he had known just where she needed to be kissed, known how to ignite the fire raging inside of her. He alternated between placing nibbling kisses on her and swirling his tongue around in agonizingly delightful circles. Hermione felt her body moving toward something, something delicious and out of her control.

"Draco...something's happening..." she cried out, hands reaching out to grip the sides of the bed.

"Let it happen, honey...let yourself go..." he murmured against her and then continued his wonderful nibbling. Hermione felt as though she were flying upward and then the whole world exploded in a flash of light and color. There was only Draco, only him as he held her thrashing body together and took her through each powerful spasm.

Before she could pull herself together again, collect her thoughts and process what had just happened, Draco was pulling off his own clothes and moving on top of her again. Hermione was only dimly aware of a delicious pressure against her thighs, and then inside of her. He was filling her, rocking her as he experienced each aftershock with her. He was clutching her to him, and she felt the hair on his chest tickling her sensitive nipples as he moved with her.

Hermione felt that tantalizing building sensation flood her center once again, and this time she knew what to expect. She arched her back and pressed herself against him, feeling delighted at his answering moan of pleasure. She dug her nails into his back as her body reached a peak, then climbed higher and came apart again. At her cry of release, Draco buried his face in the crook of her neck and said her name, low and almost pained.

"Hermione...oh, Hermione..." She felt a new sensation then, a wonderful warmth flooding her insides, reaching every point within her. The heat heightened her own waves of pleasure, and she cried out his name while reaching up with her legs to pull him in deeper.

Draco held her tightly for many minutes after they had both gone still and their breathing had returned to normal. Finally, he moved over to lay beside of her, pulling her into his arms. He kissed the top of her head and let his hands wander lazily over her shoulders and arms.

"Draco..that was..." she started to say.

"Incredible." He finished. "I've been with others, Hermione, but I've never felt that...closeness before. Like we were made for each other..."

"and belong together." she sighed and snuggled in closer, letting her hands draw slow circles on his chest. He caught her hand and grinned at her.

"If you keep that up, I might not let you get any rest today."

"Who said I was tired?" Hermione replied impishly, and then moved on top of him. A slow smile crossed Draco's face.

"Well now, looks like I've created a monster. No complaints here, honey." He pulled her in closer, and all thoughts of the Ministry and the dismal tomorrow that loomed before them were forgotten.

A/N Reviews please! Let me know how I did ;) hope you enjoyed!