The sun streamed in through the silver curtains and shown on Hermione's face, waking her. She blinked a few times and rolled over into something solid. Her hand reached out and poked it a bit before she gasped in realization. I fell asleep in Draco Malfoy's bed. Sometime in the night he had placed a blanket over them and now she tried to wiggle out from underneath it but her stirring woke him and he rolled over to face her.

"Where are you off to?" he asked.

Hermione stopped moving. "I don't think I'm supposed to be here…"

He wrapped an around her waist and kissed her neck. "It's rude to slip out without saying goodbye."

She shivered at his touch. "That does feel good," she whispered.

"Do you want me to keep going?" he asked huskily.

Despite her better judgment, Hermione nodded and Draco continued to kiss her neck. With his arm around her waist he twisted her back around to face him and kissed her lips instead. She had to admit that she enjoyed making out with Draco Malfoy, even if she wasn't supposed to. His hand moved from her waist to tangle in her hair as he pressed his body closer to hers.

"Merlin's beard Hermione, if you don't tell me to stop…"

Hermione gulped and looked him in the eye. Could she trust him with something so important and so life changing? Would he stay with her afterwards or just leave her like he had left all the other girls he slept with? Would he be gentle and kind or hard and demanding? She had so many questions.

"I don't know what to do, or say…" she said awkwardly.

Draco smiled and held back a chuckle. "Just tell me what you like and I'll do it."

"…But I don't know what I like…" she said quietly.

"What do you mean?"

She shifted away from him. "…I've never… Been this far before…"

Draco pursed his lips. He knew she was a virgin, that much was obvious, but hadn't her and Blaise at least gotten in to heavy petting? "You mean… You haven't had any physical contact with the opposite sex before?"

Hermione gulped and tried to hide her embarrassment, thankful that she was facing away from him and nervous that he would laugh at her like he did when they first talked about their game. But instead he just closed his eyes and counted to ten to calm himself down. When he opened his eyes again she was still facing away from him and he sat up to peer down at her.

"Why don't we talk about this after we've showered?"

Hermione looked over at him and nodded before sitting up and sliding off the bed and scurrying out of the room, leaving her stockings and shoes.

Hermione went to her room and closed the door behind her, breathing heavily, and unsure that what happened had actually happened. She had never in her life dreamed she'd ever be so close to a boy before, especially Draco Malfoy, and especially before she was married. There was no loved involved and wasn't sex something you do with the person you loved? That's what she had been brought up believing at least.

She changed her clothes, wrapped herself in her towel and grabbed her shower bag before listening at the door to see if she could hear the water running in their shared bathroom. When she didn't hear it, she exhaled thankfully and made her way into the bathroom, almost colliding with Draco who was also only in a towel. He seemed to have just gotten out of the shower because his hair was wet and he wasn't completely dry, that and the towel around his waist was slightly damp. He steadied her with one hand around her waist and stared into her eyes.

"I'm sorry," she said clumsily, looking back into his eyes.

"It's fine," he replied, but didn't let go.

Hermione looked down and blushed. "I can't believe you're seeing me like this…"

Draco smirked. "I think you're seeing more of me than I am of you."

Hermione stared at his bare chest, so smooth and smelling like coconut again. "Can, can I kiss you?" she asked.

He was taken aback, but rather than respond he leaned forward and met his lips with hers softly. As she kissed him back she pressed her hands against his chest again and leaned in to him, not bothered as much as she thought she would be by his nakedness. He moved one hand to grab her hair and twist it up, tilting her neck so he could easily kiss it. She let out a small moan of pleasure as he lightly nibbled, her eyes going hazy. Then he was picking her up easily and set her down on the counter, their eyes locked. Hermione wanted to kiss him more and so she did as his arms snaked around her waist and pulled her close against his body. He broke their kiss to leave small kisses along her collarbone which made her gasp, and at the sound he stopped.

"Hermione."

"Draco."

He sighed and ran his fingers through his still damp hair. "Merlin what are you doing to me."

She reached out and grabbed his hand. "What are you doing to me?"

Draco smirked. "Besides trying to bed you?" Hermione frowned. "I'm sorry, that came out wrong."

Hermione scoffed. "Is Draco Malfoy apologizing to me? What a first!"

He smiled and squeezed her hand. "Don't get used to it Granger."

She brought his hand up and kissed his knuckle. "Well I'm sorry about last night…"

Draco's face turned serious. "It hurt my feelings you know, and I don't say that lightly."

Hermione couldn't tell if he was kidding or not but when he smiled she began to laugh and leaned in to kiss him. "I'm sure you can be content with other things right?"

Draco eyed her up and down in the towel, sitting on the counter with him standing between her legs. "Other things?"

A blush flashed across her face. "I don't know what kinds of things you're thinking but probably not those!"

Draco placed his hand on her thigh and rubbed it. "Doesn't this feel good though?"

Merlin it did. "Maybe…"

He leaned in and brushed his lips against her neck. "And you like this don't you?" he whispered against her skin.

She could only nod in agreement as goosebumps began to appear on her arms. She ran one hand through his hair as he kissed her neck, closing her eyes and relishing the feeling as his lips traveled from her neck down to her collarbone. "Wait!"

Draco stopped. "What?"

She breathed deeply and pushed him back a little. "I want to stop."

"Merlin why?!"

Hermione crossed her legs. "I still don't know if I'm ready yet," she said boldly, though with a slight tremble in her voice.

Draco eyed her carefully. As badly as he wanted to jump her bones he knew that she was different sort of girl, one he couldn't just charm his way in to. If she wasn't ready then she wasn't ready. But… "You do remember our game don't you?"

She tilted her head, unsure if she was going to like where this was going. "Yes…"

"Well I won, and I want my prize."

"And what exactly is your prize?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

Hermione stared at him and chuckled a little. "That's funny, remember what you said? 'Like I'd ever sleep with you'?" But he continued to stare at her until the realization struck her that he was being serious – that he really meant to take her virginity as his prize for their game.