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Everything was moving so fast, my brain had completely shut down, and my body was taken over by instincts. One moment we were on the floor, the next moment I had picked her up and was pining her up against a pillar, her legs firmly wrapped around my waist. The kissing had gotten so intense, it was almost painful every time we had to part for air. Her hand had now found it's way under my shirt, and she was tracing patterns over my stomach, driving close to insanity, every place her fingers had touched tingling. My hands firmly on her jean clad bum, keeping her securely in place.
She began tugging on the hem of my shirt, evidently getting tired of my shirt getting in the way, and for once I agreed with her. I obliged, breaking the kiss and lifting my arms up, as she slid my shirt over my head and chucked it somewhere in the room. As soon as the shirt was off, I went right back to attacking her lips, to keep herself from falling while she took my shirt off, she had tightened her legs around my hips, making it almost achingly hard to keep standing. So naturally I did the reasonable thing, I put my arms firmly around her and carried her to the bed, without breaking the kiss, carefully evading the lake.
I hit the rim of the bed and pretty much sent us flying onto the bed, me on top. I couldn't bloody believe I was doing this with freaking Muggle-born Granger, the ultimate Gryffindor princess, widely known as a prude, I guess they were wrong. I broke the kiss again, she was gasping for air, I tugged at her shirt, it was one of the things preventing us from getting closer, and it had to go. After I removed the troublesome piece of clothing, I proceeded to nibble her ear, and kiss her neck and collarbone. That earned me a few moans of pleasure from her. I was kissing, licking and biting on a sensitive spot on her neck, when she suddenly regained some of her senses, realizing what was happening.
"Draco.." She whispered, pushing a little on my chest, and unhinging her legs from around my waist.
"Hmm..?" I murmured, slowing my pace down, but continuing to nibble her neck.
"Stop.." She said quietly, reluctantly, putting more pressure on my chest.
I unwillingly pushed myself upwards on my arms, stopping what I was doing, but not moving away from my position.
"I can't... Not yet... I'm not ready for this," she whispered, looking at me as though I would disappear any second now, like I would leave her because of what she said.
'Wait.. Why was I thinking like that? It's not like I'm her real boyfriend... But that sounded very appealing at this moment... Wait! NO! You're going to leave her anyways, it's just temporary, for the bet!' And my brain was back on, going into overdrive.
"That's fine... I can wait... I'm not Weasley," I smirked, using my very good acting skills and charm, I slowly leaned in capturing her lips in a small peck, before slowly rolling off of her, laying on my back. Honestly I was lucky I had very good self control, just like I could control my emotions, I could control my body too, so I was able to keep it from reacting, at least noticeably. All the years of training, or more like torture, my father put me through, to get me ready to become a death-eater, when I was younger, had some advantages, like amazingly good self-control.
I turned my head in her direction, looking into her doe eyes, she really was beautiful, hair all unruly and all messy, her lips swollen, corners turned upwards in a smile, relief and happiness plastered on her face. I looked downwards, at her now shirtless upper body, bra still intact though, shame. She had a surprisingly well formed body, and a very defined waist, I wonder how she was able to hide a body like that under her clothes. She had obviously noticed me checking her out, because her hands selfconsciously shot up covering what they could, a crimson blush plastered on her face. She was really bashful, which made me smirk, she was just so different from what I was used to.
'For Merlin's sake, will you bloody stop thinking of her like that! She's a mudblood, Potter's left hand person, a bloody Gryffindor, it's a bet, you can't think of her like that! You'll loose, Malfoy's don't loose!' My sane part was screaming at me, but at this moment I was leaning towards the insane part of me, the one that found this girl very fascinating.
"Very nice blush you have there Hermione, you know... I should be able to check out my girlfriend without her becoming suddenly shy and reacting like I'm a stranger. Besides there's no reason for you to feel insecure or selfconscious about yourself, I chose you because I liked you, the real you, nothing can possibly change what I think of you.. You're very beautiful," I smiled, working my magic, or more like putting my best act up, but what frightened me, was that I almost meant what I said.
'Take that... Best shot I could possibly give,' My inner devil was practically dancing, almost tasting victory already.
Her face turned the darkest shade of red I had ever seen, I was almost certain nobody had ever told her that from the way she reacted. She quickly hid her blush, and smirked, a Malfoy smirk, making me absolutely freeze, she always surprised me when she used it.
"Oh wow, did I just get a compliment from Mr. Draco Selfcentered Malfoy, why I'm very honored. I still haven't gotten used to you calling me your girlfriend. You know you're really sweet, for someone who has the reputation of being as cold as ice and a big mean bully." She smiled leaning closer to me, she lay on my chest my arm around her, oh bloody hell now I was cuddling, Malfoy's don't cuddle, freaking bet messing everything up.
"You should be honored. You'll see cold, big, mean, bully Malfoy," I grinned, tackling her, and starting to tickle her, making her squirm and fight back from underneath me. Good I'm out of that bloody cuddle.
"STOP!" She giggled, trying to glare at me, but failing miserably.
"Say I'm the handsomest guy you've ever seen, and I'll consider stopping, not that I don't know that," I winked and continued to tickle her, we were now getting dangerously close to the edge of the bed.
"You're... So... Arrogant!" She shrieked between giggles, squirming so hard she sent us flying to the floor, but that didn't make me stop, I just continued tickling her even harder.
"C'mon say it! I don't plan on stopping this anytime soon if you don't," I smirked getting closer to her face.
"Fine! Fine! You're... The... Handsomest... Guy... I... Know!" She said between giggles.
"Oh... I know!" I winked at her as I stopped tickling her.
"You're such a prick," Hermione sighed, rolling her eyes.
"You know you love me for it!" I grinned, sitting back down on the bed.
That's when Granger noticed the room, from all the events that took place this night, she hadn't even had time to look around.
She was looking awed around herself, soaking every little detail in. Finally she slowly walked to the lake, kicked her shoes off, and slipped her feet into the water, sitting down on the ground.
"You like?" I asked as I walked slowly towards her, following her example, and sitting down.
'Like I care about what she thinks..?' I tried convincing myself, but my thought faltering and turning into a question, rather than a statement.
"I like... I bloody love this place! How did you find it?" She grinned, looking at me.
"Well this is the room of requirements," I grinned at her stunned expression.
"Well, I love this place! We could meet here every time we want to hang out?" Hermione grinned, winking.
"You mean make-out. I'm cool with it," I smirked, winking right back at her, capturing her lips in yet another kiss.
Time lapse Hermione's POV
I walked out of the room, I had probably had one of my best days ever, Draco was surprisingly nice, and funny, and an actual gentleman. I was surprised I hadn't noticed him before, but then again, he never did anything other than bully me. All of this felt almost like a dream, sometimes I had to pinch myself just to make sure that I wasn't dreaming. But even though I had the best boyfriend in the whole school, I knew I couldn't ignore my friends anymore, I had to talk to them, make things right. And another thing that was bothering me was Draco's heritage, he was a pure-blood, a bloody Malfoy at that, this relationship was probably bound to go very bad as soon as his parents found out. And I could do absolutely nothing to stop that, and I was already in too deep to just stop, so for now the only choice I had was to enjoy this while it lasted. I sighed sadly, life was so unfair.
Draco's POV
Just a few more times to go, I just have to be strong and not give in... But I already am giving in. My brain is having an internal war, and my body doesn't even listen to any order I give it, at least I wasn't blurting my thoughts out loud anymore, surprisingly. She was brilliant today, keeping up a conversation, most girls I was with were as good a conversation-buddy as a freaking cucumber, and that's saying something. Not only that, but she had been amazingly beautiful today, I pretty much was seeing her in a different light from before, and I was terrified. I can't do that. And hypothetically speaking, if I were to fall in love with her, my family would go in the way. She's a mudblood, Malfoy's don't do mudbloods, we marry and bang pure-bloods, we reproduce, we aren't even supposed to care about our betrothed, most of the people in our bloodline didn't love who they married. And for once I knew how my family would react to something as outrageous as tainting our bloodline, they would ban me from seeing her, they would probably arrange a marriage with some other witch, my father would probably beat me and curse me to near death, and they would possibly even go as far as to murder Granger. So no! This had to stay purely platonic, I was just going to win this bet and get everything over with. I can't give into temptation, no matter how much I want. Why did I have to make this bet.? I sighed as I walked into my dormitory, not bothering to answer the questions shot at me by Blase, Pucey and Theodore, I just walked to my bunk and closed the curtain around my bed, falling into a restless sleep.
Hermione's POV
I walked firmly to the place where Ron, Harry and Ginny were sitting, near the fireplace. I swallowed my pride, sitting down on an empty armchair opposite of them.
"Umm.." I started.
"Hey 'Mione." Harry smiled.
"Umm... I-" I started, but was cut off.
"No you shouldn't explain anything... We understand, and we're sorry for acting like bloody jerks, we shouldn't have done that. You have every right to date who ever you like, even if he is a jerk, and used to bully you." Harry sighed apologetically, looking at the ground.
"He's not a mean person, he doesn't say anything mean to me anymore... He's very sweet actually. And thank you for understanding, I'm sorry for reacting that way as well," I smiled, standing up and going to hug them.
"If you're happy, Hermione," Ginny smiled as I hugged her.
But as soon as I got closer to Ron, he stood up and stormed out of the common room, stumping up the stairs to his dormitory, still looking pissed.
"Don't worry about him, he'll come around," Ginny said lookin apologetically at me.
"Yeah.." I smiled sadly, I hadn't meant to hurt anyone, but I guess I had to pay some price for going against the rules of nature.
"Soo... Where were you?" Ginny winked.
"What are you talking about?" I looked at her weirdly, how did she know?
"Well, you know I do know the aftermath of a heavy make-out session. You really should've covered up a little bit better," Ginny grinned, conjuring a mirror out of thin air and giving it to me.
I looked at the girl staring back at me from the mirror. She had been making-out alright. Her lips were puffy and swollen, and she had a small blush on her cheeks. Her hair was messy and all over the place, from hands running through it and rolling around. But what caught her attention the most was the bruise forming on the girl's neck; a hickey. She looked down at her clothes and noticed that they weren't any better. They were messily put on and were very, very wrinkled.
She blushed a deep scarlet.
"Umm..." She looked at the ground.
"Have fun with Draco, then? Is he a good kisser?" Ginny urged, her gossiping side coming up a little.
"Oh he is amazing," I grinned, still having a deep blush plastered on my face.
"Wait a minute, 'Mione, did you do it with him?!" Harry jumped suddenly, finally understanding what Ginny was blabbering about, he was a darling and all, but sometimes he was really slow.
"Do what?" I asked, my brain still not functioning correctly after the great day I just had.
"You know!" Harry urged pointedly looking at me, twitching his head a little, as if urging me to understand.
"I have no idea what you're talking about, Harry," I sighed, rolling my eyes.
"Bloody hell Hermione, he means sex!" Ginny sighed,frustrated from being surrounded by slow friends.
"Oh... OOHH! No! O-Of c-c-course not!" Hermione stuttered, a deeper shade of red creeping up her neck.
"Good" "Whatever you say Hermione," both answered simultaneously.
"You know, I'll probably hit the hay for today, this day was way too eventful. By the way Ginny do you know any spells for concealing hickeys," I blushed asking Ginny shyly.
"Of course I do, I'll help you with those in the morning, night 'Mione," Ginny smiled and waved at me.
"Sleep tight," Harry said, going back to writing a parchment.
This was a bloody long day, as soon as I lay in my bed I fell into a dreamless slumber.
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For once I updated nicely! :) I was not about to make Hermione easy, Draco's gotta work harder. ;)Sorry for the huge amount of text! Anyways tell me your oppinion, I love your reviews, I'll update after 5, but more than 5 are welcome too :D R&R!