Authors Note: Sorry about this! I just wanted to let you all know that my updates may or may not (I'm still not sure yet) be more infrequent due to the tragic fact that I am back at school. I will be sure, however, to keep writing this! :) So, no worries there, right? Anyways, I've also got a small note about this chapter… I'm not that great at describing the *ahem* occurrence at the end of this. I'm just not… well not yet, anyway. And it is in my style (considering other things I've written) to let it "fade to black" so to speak. I am sorry if that isn't what you like in a story…
Regardless, I hope you enjoy the chapter.

The next morning Madam Pomfrey let Draco go. She looked over his injuries, which had healed as good as they would get. There was no scarring on his face and only faint, white lines slashing across his torso. As he made his way down to his dormitory to gather his books, Pansy caught up with him and clung to his arm.

"Hello Pansy. Would you mind getting off me?" He said in a harsh tone.

"Oh, Draco! I do hope you're all right! I was so worried. I wanted to come see you but-"

"Get off." He snapped. She let go of his arm, looking surprised. Draco ignored her and quickened his pace.

"In a hurry, Draco?"

"Yeah, don't want to be late. I've still got to get my books." Draco absent mindedly muttered. As he turned down a small corridor, Pansy still trailing after him, he collided with someone. They both fell, books scattering everywhere. "Hey, what the f-" He realized he was looking down at Hermione. The anger faded from his face.

"You filthy little mudblood!" Pansy spat. "What do you th-"

"Pansy." Draco said sharply, his eyes still locked with Hermione's. "If you want to help me, go up to Defense Against the Dark Arts. Save me a seat. I'll deal with her."

"Fine." She turned and stalked away, throwing a dirty look over her shoulder at Hermione.

When her footsteps had faded away Draco smiled. "Hey."

"Hey." She said breathlessly.

"So where wer-" He cleared his throat. "Where were you headed?"

"Defense Against the Dark Arts… What about you?"

"Same place. Well, I have to go down to my dormitory to get my books." He paused and ran his hand up Hermione's thigh. With a smirk he said, "But we can always stay here…"

"But what if-" He leaned down and kissed her neck. "What if s-someone finds-" She softly moaned as he lightly bit her skin. "Finds us?"

"Fuck." He groaned against her throat. "I guess you're right about that." He leaned back away from her.

"But there's always tonight, right?" She smiled slightly.

"Right." He nodded. "Here, let me help you with your books."

He placed all of her books back in her bag, slung the strap over his shoulder, and stood. He held his hand out to Hermione and pulled her up as well. They stood there, looking at each other and still holding hands. After a moment, Hermione blushed and looked away. Draco, however, stepped closer to her and cupped her chin.

She looked back up at him, he smiled softly. "Draco, I-" He kissed her, cutting off her words. She sighed against his lips and wrapped her arms around his waist. He pressed a kiss against her cheek before pulling away slightly; their faces were barely apart.

His voice was barely above a whisper, "We should probably go…"

"Y-yeah…" Hermione bit her lip and nodded. She looked around, making sure that no one was coming. She hugged Draco tightly and rested her head on his chest. "Why is it that the more time I'm with you… the harder it is it leave?"

He ran his fingers up and down her back; she closed her eyes as he kissed the top of her head. "I know what you mean. If you want to know the truth, I'm still not exactly sure what it means. But I have a good idea…" He took her left hand and ran a finger over the ring he had given her. "And I hope you do too."

"I… I think I know." She felt her face flush.

"We can add that to the list of things we need to talk about tonight." He laughed softly. "Hang on… we're late enough for the lesson as it is. Maybe we don't have to wait until tonight…"

"Draco… I don't know."

He groaned, leaned down to kiss her neck, and let his hands roam under the back of her shirt. Between kisses he said, "What… do I… have to do… to… persuade you?"

"W-well if you keep doing that… I think I'll probably give in." She slid her hands into his back pockets and pulled him closer against her. He pushed her gently against the cold stone wall and moved his lips up to meet hers. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and brought his hand underneath her bra. She pulled away, they were both breathing faster than usual. She let out a shuttering breath and said, "M-maybe we can skip the lesson today."

"Yeah, let's skip it." He smirked, his chin slightly trembling. "Come on, but let's be careful."

He took her hand and walked to the end of the corridor. They looked around and made their way to the grand staircase. It was deserted, but they still hurried up to the seventh floor. They quickly walked past where the room of requirement would be three times, their thoughts focused on the same thing. The room looked the same as it had the time before. However, this time Draco didn't wait for the door to close before he kissed Hermione again. She dropped her book bag and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back with enthusiasm. He picked her up, without breaking the kiss, and set her on the soft bed. She reached up to begin undoing his tie, but he stopped her. He leaned down next to her ear and traced his lips along her earlobe as he whispered, "I'm going to make sure your first time is very memorable." She shivered at the seductive tone in his voice.

He removed her tie and threw it somewhere behind him. Then, he began to slowly undo the buttons on her blouse, softly kissing and biting all the skin he exposed. He slid her shirt off and tossed that aside as well. And the bra she was wearing was quickly on the floor with her other clothing. Hermione closed her eyes and felt goose bumps rise on her flesh as Draco's fingers fluttered up her sides. He made a trail of kisses from her belly button up to her lips. He moved his mouth back down to kiss every inch of her bare torso. He smirked against her skin each time she let out a little gasp.

"Draco?" She said breathlessly. He muttered loudly against her neck in reply. With a shaky laugh she continued, "Do you think Pansy will be angry?"

He looked at her for a moment. He suddenly had thought about what Pansy might think if neither of them showed up for class. Oh god, why didn't I think of that earlier… She's bound to notice. Despite the worry that uncurled in his mind, he grinned and said, "Of course. But she'll never know…"

He distracted himself by unzipping her skirt. He cast that aside and kissed along her hipbones and the waist band of her panties. He undid his own tie and removed his shirt. Then, with a shrug, took off his pants and said, "Might as well…"

Draco brushed his lips over her inner thighs and had his hand poised to pull off her panties. He looked up at her and smiled slightly, "You're sure?"

"Yes. I really, really want this… I really want you." Her chest was rapidly rising and falling in anticipation. He leaned over her and kissed her firmly on the lips and whispered, "Don't… Don't be nervous. Everything, and I mean everything, will be fine." As she kissed him back, Draco realized he had said that to assure himself more than her.