Hermione's knickers were drenched. Did Draco Malfoy really say he wanted her screaming his name?

She wasn't going to lie, she'd fantasied about him over the years. It was hard not too, despite everything. The bullying, the slurs, Bellatrix. She always felt drawn to him. She saw that deep down he was just trying to survive, to keep his family alive and she admired that.

Those grey eyes of his were mesmerising, how could one person convey so much emotion in their eyes but he did and right now they were intense.

She walked over and sat on a stool across from him. The club was noisy tonight so she maybe hadn't heard him right. All of a sudden everything went quiet. Had she gone deaf? What was going on?

"I cast a silencing spell around us Granger. I want you to hear every word I have to say to you." He took a sip of his drink and she couldn't help but stare at the way his throat bobbed as he swallowed. Oh how she would love to run her tongue and teeth over his throat.

"If you continue to stare at me like that Granger I'll take you in the alley." His grey eyes were now a darker, dangerous shade of grey.

"Promises, promises Draco." She was challenging him. She wanted to see the dark side to Draco Malfoy. Oh she had heard the stories of how he was a god in the sack. He made girls see stars. Ironic really.

His nostrils flared.

"Oh, Granger, I am going to fucking ruin you." He liked the way she challenged him, she'd always challenged him. In school, in fighting in the war and even now sitting across from him looking oh so delicious.

"And I am going to love every minute of it." she gasped, such a sweet sound. He couldn't wait to hear more of those sweet sounds leave her throat and he would be the one to make her say them. His cock twitched in approval.

" Admit that you want me Granger." He winked at her as his hand slowly slide up her thigh, he could feel the goosebumps on her skin. So responsive to his touch.

Of course she wanted him her body ached for him but she wasn't going to give in. She couldn't give in so easily. There was no fun in that.

"I don't." She tried to sound confident but she knew her voice betrayed her.

He smirked, that fucking smirk of his.

"If you don't want me then why is your body betraying you? Your cheeks are flushed, your breathing has quickened and your lips have parted like they want to be kissed."

His mouth came down to above her ear. "Tell me Granger, are you fucking soaking for me?"

She couldn't tell him she was because quite frankly she was dripping for him. She'd maybe have to start taking a second pair of knickers with her when Draco was around.

"What's this proposition Draco? You can't say you have one and not tell me it, who knows if I'll agree to it?" She fluttered her eyelashes at him.

"I'd bet all the galleons I have that you will say yes to this." He leaned closer to her ear.

"That's how fucking confident I am." She shuddered and Draco smirked.

"I want you for a month - don't interrupt Granger." She quickly closed her mouth.

"30 days, you and I Granger. No strings, just hot, mind blowing sex whenever we want. I want to have you. I want to fuck you day or night or both. I can give you the darkness you crave Granger, you know I could handle it. What do you say?"

What could she say. Draco Malfoy just offered his body to her for 30 days. No strings just sex. She had no doubt he would take her to the darkness she wanted. No not wanted, craved. But what would happen after the 30 days? They shake hands and go back to normal? Could there really be no strings?

"What happens after the 30 days? We shake hands and part ways?" He chuckled.

"Exactly Granger." He thought about a week, maybe two but no he needed that 30 days. He needed that 30 days to fuck her out his system. Once the time was up they could go about their lives.

"So what do you say Granger? Fancy a walk on the dark side for once? I promise you lots of screaming, both in pleasure and in pain." Those intense grey eyes felt like they were peering into her soul.

"Ok Draco, 30 days and not a moment more." What did she have to loose.

30 days, 720 hours, 43,200 minutes, 2,592,000 seconds.

What could possibly go wrong.