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"Fuck you Draco!" the tall brunette screamed at him through her tears before dramatically slamming the front door of Draco's apartment behind her.
Draco sighed, rubbing his temples and thanking god that she was gone. He turned around, planning to go to bed early in an attempt to improve his sour mood. Unfortunately, judging from the pissed expression on Theo's face, Draco wasn't going to bed anytime soon.
"This insanity needs to stop," Theo said, narrowing his eyes at the blonde in front of him.
"I don't know what you mean," Draco nonchalantly pushed past the other boy into the kitchen.
He grabbed a water bottle from their fridge and took a long sip of water. Theo leaned against the counter, folding his arms across his chest and glaring at Draco.
"What?"
"Did you at least know her name this time?"
"Well," Draco thought hard for a moment. "I think it started with an 'S'?"
"Emily. Her name was Emily."
"How do you know that?"
"She's in my economics class. Which mean I have to see her again. Which means she's going to hate me now because I live with you."
"You've never cared when I brought a girl home before," Draco said.
"Well before," Theo began calmly, "you usually had sex with them, and they left happy enough. You didn't lead them on and then yell at them to get out less than an hour later. YOU ALSO DIDN'T BRING A DIFFERENT GIRL HOME EVERY NIGHT FOR THE PAST TWO WEEKS!"
By the end of Theo's little tirade, he was shouting and Draco wouldn't meet his eyes.
"What the fuck happened Draco? Why can't you please just sleep with someone and put me out of my misery?"
"I can't," Draco bit out. "She fucking broke my dick!"
"I'm sorry, what?"
"I met a girl. She broke my dick."
"Uh. Like, it's gone?"
"No!" Draco shouted, running a hand through his hair frustratedly. "We almost kissed and ever since then I haven't been able to get hard unless I think about her."
Theo fell silent all of a sudden and Draco turned around in time to catch the slightly shorter boy stifling his laughter behind his hand. Draco glared at him and threw his water bottle at Theo's head.
"This isn't funny Nott!"
"Aw," Theo teased, rubbing his head where the water bottle made contact. "Malfoy's in love."
"It's not love. It's lust. I need to fuck her out of my system."
"And why are you so sure that will solve it?"
"Because I can't date her. We hate each other. This is the only solution."
"You know, people say the line between love and hate is very thin," Theo commented.
"Not with her," Draco muttered as he thought about how angry he made a certain brunette almost every time they interacted. "With her, that line is very obvious."
"Then what makes you think she'll want to have sex with you?"
"She's been avoiding me and ignoring my texts ever since we almost kissed."
Theo scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"I don't see how that means she wants to fuck you, Malfoy."
"She's avoiding me because she wants me too. But since she hates me, she doesn't think it's a good idea," Draco explained impatiently. "It's obvious really."
"Fine," Theo sighed. "Whatever will stop the constant flow of women in and out of this apartment. Do you want my help?"
"I don't need your help to get a girl Nott."
"You obviously do with this one," Theo said laughing. "I never thought I'd see the day where Draco Malfoy would get this worked up over another person."
"I'm not worked up," Draco frowned. "I'm just pissed. Why would she be ignoring me? She should feel lucky."
"Lucky because of the opportunity to fuck you?"
"Exactly."
"Maybe she just has standards," Theo muttered.
"I heard that."
"You were meant to."
Draco glared at Theo again.
"Are you going to help me or not?"
"Well," Theo debated, "I don't recall you ever asking me to."
There was a moment of tense silence as Draco considered asking Theo for help. He hated asking for favors almost as much as he hated apologizing, but it was obvious there was no way he was going to get a chance to talk to Hermione by himself.
"Fine," Draco relented. "Please help me, Theo."
"Now was that so hard?"
"Go eat a dick."
Theo just grinned at him.
"What's her name?"
Draco hesitated, already anticipating the other boy's response.
"It's Granger."
Theo's phone fell out of his hands onto the floor with a loud crash as he stood there with his mouth agape.
"WHAT?"
"What?" Draco asked, feigning innocence.
"I am not helping you have sex with Hermione."
"Why not?"
"First of all, because it might lead to the birth of some kind of hideous creature that'll probably be the devil incarnate."
"We would use protection obvi-"
"Second of all," Theo interrupted with a glare, "she would kill me in my sleep. Not to mention all of her friends would too. I could never go back to Fayetteville again."
"I'm sure it wouldn't be that bad."
"Have you met Weasley and Potter?" Theo asked incredulously. "If they ever found out you touched their virginal princess, they would murder you."
"I like to think they would be understanding. We were all friends at one point."
"Yeah, but that was before you went to third base with Brown."
Draco winced at that memory. It wasn't one of his finer moments and it involved a lot of vodka to drown out her shrill voice.
"Also, you know Ginny will drive here from Syracuse and kill us. As in, she will actually burn both of us alive and then bury us somewhere so no one will ever find our dead bodies."
Draco had thought of that possibility, but after two weeks of being physically incapable of having sex, he decided it was worth the risk.
"Come on Theo," Draco pleaded. "All I need is for you to find out her schedule from Luna or Padma so that I can catch her after class. I'll handle everything else and no one will even have to know that you helped me."
"I already have her schedule."
"What? Why?"
"We met up for lunch a couple of weeks ago for her birthday."
Draco frowned at that.
"You two still keep in touch?"
"A bit," Theo shrugged. "Jealous?"
"Of you? Never. So, are you going to give it to me?"
Theo still hesitated, wondering if he could survive the combined wrath of Hermione, Luna, Padma, Harry and the entire Weasley clan if anyone ever found out he'd helped the sexually frustrated boy in front of him.
"If you help me, I won't bring another girl over to the apartment for the next two months."
He considered Draco's offer carefully. It would be nice to fall asleep without having to hear some girl loudly moaning Draco's name in the room next to him for two entire months. But could he really do this to Hermione?
Yes, yes he could.
"Fine," Theo sighed, rubbing his forehead tiredly and pulling out his phone to text Draco her schedule. "What are the odds she actually sleeps with you anyway?"
"I heard that."
"You were meant to."
It was the next day and Draco could barely contain his excitement. He had only one chance to make this work and if he made one wrong move, he knew that Hermione would most likely never speak to him again, much less sleep with him. If he was being honest, Draco didn't really care if he and Hermione ever spoke after this. As far as he was concerned, he needed her just once so that his life could go back to normal.
"You're too excited," Theo said feeling suspicious as he watched the blonde humming to himself in the kitchen.
Draco shrugged, setting a plate of freshly cooked spaghetti in front of Theo before sitting down in the seat opposite him to enjoy his own food. Theo frowned.
"I'm starting to doubt whether this was a good idea."
"It's too late for that. Besides, I'm just going to go talk to her after she's done working. Nothing to be worried about."
At work, Hermione would be tutoring the freshman students taking Biology. Afterwards, she didn't have class for the rest of the day.
Once Theo had sent him her schedule, it shocked Draco to see how many different things she was doing. She was taking five classes, had two jobs, and was an active member of two organizations. She worked as a Teaching Assistant and a tutor and was a member of a pre-medicine honor society and some club that volunteered at animal adoption centers. It was amazing that she even had time to breathe.
"Just go easy on her please?"
Draco grinned mischievously.
"No promises."
He hurried to eat his food and shouted a quick goodbye over his shoulder to Theo before grabbing his set of the keys to their apartment and walking out the door.
Fifteen minutes later, Draco reached the classroom she was tutoring in. He was nervous, which was a foreign feeling to him. Looking through the little rectangular window in the door, he could see many red plastic chairs, each connected to a desk and containing a student. He couldn't see the entire room or Hermione from this angle, but he guessed she was tutoring about fifteen students today. Draco took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
It's just Granger, he thought to himself frustratedly. There's no reason to be freaked out. I've had sex with a lot of girls. She's just another one of them.
With that, Draco quietly opened the door and slid into the room, hoping to remain unseen until she was done working in ten minutes. He spotted her almost as soon as he entered the room. She was crouched next to the desk of a student and energetically explaining to her something about cells. Draco couldn't care less what she was talking about, but he couldn't tear his eyes away from her. Hermione was wearing a pair of jean shorts and a thin blue and white striped tank top. It was very hot outside, with the temperature being in the upper nineties, so she had her hair pulled up into a high ponytail to keep it off of her neck and prevent her from getting too warm. Overall it was a simple and efficient look, but he had no idea how she made it so unbelievably sexy. From his angle by the door, Draco had the luxury of dragging his gaze down her form without her noticing. He didn't have the chance to fully appreciate her body before now, but it was obvious she'd grown up a lot more than he'd given her credit for.
Her hair fell in long brown ringlets from her ponytail with a few strands hanging in front of her face, which she impatiently pushed out of her eyes as she helped the student in front of her. Her chest appeared to be a little on the smaller side, which was a shame really. He'd heard rumors about her breasts being bigger than they looked, but Draco couldn't really see how that was possible.
I guess I'll find out soon enough, he thought, grinning to himself.
Her arms were thin and toned, conveying that she probably still stayed in relatively good shape. One glance at her legs further proved this theory. Draco honestly thought that was now his favorite part of her. Her legs were long, which was surprising given how small she was, and from the way she was crouched, he could see how defined and shapely they were. He loved the way they curved when they met her hip as well. For a moment in the back of his mind, Draco saw Hermione with her legs wrapped around his waist, moaning his name as he kissed her neck.
That's a fucking nice picture, Draco thought.
He knew that if there wasn't anyone else in here with them, then he would probably want to take her right then and there on one of those flimsy desks.
While her body was amazing though, that wasn't what captivated him. It was how bright her eyes were as she taught her students. Hermione looked happy and peaceful, and judging by the expressions of the students; she was really helping them learn.
Draco loved watching her teach. He always had, even back in Hogwarts when they were both tutors for Arithmetic. It was a good thing that he was made the head tutor, because whenever Hermione taught someone, he would just end up watching her instead of doing his own work. As head tutor though, he could just assign his students to someone else and spend his time observing her. She always thought he did it to her annoy her, but in reality, he just liked how Hermione taught. It was passionate and deliberate. She never gave up on a student and would always find a way to explain a concept in a way that made perfect sense to them, only being satisfied when they reached a moment of clarity where the look of confusion and frustration on their face morphed into one of excitement as they finally understood whatever it was that eluded them originally.
Finally, Hermione straightened up, smiling brightly once the student she was helping understood her biology homework. The grin immediately fell from her face however, once she spotted Draco standing next to the doorway.
"Granger," Draco smirked, "I-"
"No."
"No?"
"No," Hermione repeated firmly. "Get out."
"But I haven't even said anything yet," Draco protested.
"Get out, get out, get out," she insisted, practically shoving him out the door and locking it behind him.
He tried the knob once and sighed when he realized there was no way he was going to get in.
Well that went well.
I turned around after forcefully removing the insufferable blonde from the room and found a room full of students all staring at me.
"Alright, show's over," I said, smiling awkwardly. "Work on your homework for another couple of minutes and then you guys can get going."
I knew he was still out there. Even though I couldn't see him, I knew instinctively that he was on the other side of that door waiting for the opportunity to get back in or for me to leave the room.
What does he want?
I clenched my jaw as I glared at the door intensely. I wondered if I could burn holes into it if I glared long enough.
"Hermione?" a voice asked.
"Hm?" I responded absentmindedly, still focused on the door and the fact that Draco was on the other side.
"Who was that?"
I redirected my attention to the girl in front of me. She was one of my regulars, attending my tutoring sessions almost every week. Her name was Melissa. She was on the quiet side and usually preferred to just observe other people instead of talking to them. I was pretty much the only person I'd ever seen her willingly talk to.
"No one," I muttered, listening to the giggles coming through the door as some of my students left the room and Draco flirted with them in the hallway. I rolled my eyes, beginning to put my belongings into my backpack. I guess some things never changed.
"I think he's in love with you."
I jumped and dropped my stack of books directly onto my foot. Cursing under my breath, I looked back at Melissa.
"Excuse me?" I asked, incredulously.
"Maybe he doesn't love you," Melissa said with a thoughtful expression on her face. "He definitely likes you a lot though."
I shook my head resolutely.
"No, he really doesn't."
"He was staring at you for like ten minutes when he walked in," she said.
He was in here for that long?
"I really doubt that he does Melissa," I said and smiled at the younger girl, "but even if he did, believe me it wouldn't matter."
"Okay, if you say so," she shrugged. "I'll see you next week?"
"Sounds good to me!" I said, waving at her as she left the room.
Unfortunately, her exit accompanied Draco's entrance.
"Thanks," he said, winking at Melissa as she held open the door for him.
She trailed her gaze up and down his body and frowned.
"She can do better."
I stifled my laughter at the bewildered expression on Draco's face as she walked off down the hallway. My laughter died though when he purposefully set his mercury colored eyes on me. He slowly grinned and I felt myself shiver in response.
No, no, no, no, no. I can't let this happen again.
I glared at him and continued to put my books into my backpack, doing my best to ignore Draco.
"Granger," he drawled. "I'm not the monster under the bed. You can't just ignore me, and I'll go away."
I sighed and faced him again. He may have a point.
"What do you want Malfoy?" I muttered, taking a sip from my water bottle.
"You," he said simply.
I immediately started choking on my water, gasping for breath.
"Well, that's attractive," Draco wrinkled his nose distastefully.
Once I managed to catch my breath, I glared up at him.
"What did you just say?"
"I want you," he repeated, taking my hand and pulling me to him.
This is not happening.
"I, um-"
"I know you want me too sweetheart," Draco whispered into my ear, trailing his hand against my cheek. "All you have to do is say it."
I ripped my hand out of his and kicked his shin.
"DAMN IT!" Draco shouted, holding onto his shin and glaring at me. "What the fuck was that for?"
"I do not want you!" I hissed angrily. "What do you think you're doing, coming in here and saying all this bullshit?"
"Don't get your panties in a twist Granger. It's not a big deal."
"NOT A BIG DEAL?" I shouted incredulously. "You come waltzing in here while I'm working and say that you want me and I want you and you think it's not a big deal? I'm not going to be your fucking girlfriend Malfoy!"
"Who said anything about being my girlfriend?" he grinned. "Aw, were you hoping that I'd walk around holding your hand, kissing you and taking you on cute dates like Zabini did?"
I waited for the familiar pang I usually felt whenever someone mentioned Blaise, but it never came. I was so mad that I couldn't feel anything else. It'd been a long time since I was this angry though and honestly, it felt good.
"If you think for one minute," I began threateningly, "that I would willingly let you within ten feet of me then you're dumber than I thought. Plus, I don't know if you noticed, but you're the one who wants me. Not the other way around sweetheart."
The grin on Draco's face fell and he moved purposefully towards me.
"You really wouldn't let me touch you? Because that's not what it seemed like to me," he said quietly, cornering me against a desk. "I actually think you like when I touch you, Granger. In fact, I don't think you've stopped thinking about me since the last time I did."
"You sure that you're not talking about yourself Malfoy?" I said challengingly.
He hummed in appreciation and nuzzled my neck before I could protest, causing me to gasp in surprise and raise my hands to his shoulders. His arms were on either side of me, keeping me between him and the desk pressing into my back. I could feel his lips ghosting over my collarbone and my neck until he reached my ear.
"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't," he murmured.
He placed a soft, lingering kiss just behind my ear and I was horrified to hear myself let out a quiet sigh. I felt him grin against my skin, letting me know he'd heard it too.
Fuck. Push him away. Knee him. Just do something!
"What do you want Malfoy?" I breathed out.
My voice was barely audible, and I cursed myself for sounding so out of breath because of his actions. He pulled himself away a little so that he could look into my eyes with an intensity I'd never seen before from him.
"I want to fuck you, Granger."
That snapped me out of it. The idea of Malfoy and I actually having sex was enough for me to shove him away.
"You want to fuck me?" I asked incredulously. "Oh, dear god. Hell has frozen over."
I turned back towards my backpack and the rest of my books, sweeping them all off the desk and into my backpack in one quick, careless movement.
"This might surprise you Malfoy," I said in a scathing tone, "but not everything on the planet is dying to have sex with you."
"Well, it seemed like you wanted to a minute ago!"
"Momentary lapse of sanity."
"Come on Granger," Draco pleaded. "One time and I promise I'll never talk to you again. I wouldn't even ask if I wasn't desperate."
"Why are you desperate?" I asked suspiciously.
He mumbled something under his breath that I didn't quite catch. I picked up my backpack and swung it onto my shoulders, readjusting the straps as I faced the blonde again.
"Sorry, what?"
"I can't fuck anyone else!" he shouted frustratedly.
"This is my problem because?"
"Because my dick doesn't get hard unless I'm thinking about you!"
I blinked in shock for a moment before dissolving into laughter.
"IT'S NOT FUNNY!"
"No, you're right," I said, trying to keep a straight face. "it's not just funny. It's hysterical."
"Yeah, ha ha Granger," he said mockingly. "But what are we going to do about it?"
"We?"
"Yes, we," he insisted. "There's been this weird tension between us since we were fifteen. We're nineteen now, so let's just fuck and get it over with!"
"I'm twenty," I corrected him automatically. "Also, no. Just because you've decided I'm no longer disgusting doesn't mean I think you aren't. So, no I'm not having sex with you. Ever. But thanks for telling me about how you can't get it up. It really made my day."
I started to walk towards the door before Draco got in front of me.
"Where are you going?"
"Malfoy," I sighed. "I don't know how you found out my schedule, but I have lunch plans with my sister right now. I can't spend any more time talking to you."
"What about tomorrow?" Draco insisted.
"I'm busy all day with Hannah. She's coming into town and wants to go to some music festival."
"But Granger, what am I supposed to do about my penis?"
"I don't know," I shrugged. "Become a priest or something."
"I'm not really the most religious person."
"Ah," I said smiling brightly and patting his shoulder in a congratulatory fashion, "but you are celibate now apparently. So, you're halfway there!"
With that, I left the classroom and walked off down the hallway, believing that was the last time I would see Malfoy for a long time at least. If I had waited a little longer, however, I would've seen Malfoy bend down to pick up a book I'd left behind and make a phone call.
"I can't believe you," Hermione hissed angrily for what felt like the millionth time.
"I get that a lot," Draco grinned cheekily. "Usually in bed though."
Hermione let out groan of frustration and slumped in the seat next to him, most likely wishing she could kill the blonde and get away with it.
"I'm so sorry Hermione," Hannah pleaded with her. "But he gave me Ed Sheeran tickets! Two of them! I had to give him my ticket! If it was anyone else, I wouldn't do this, but you know I've been wanting to see this concert for months and it's been sold out and it's just Draco. How bad could it really be? I'm so sorry though and thank you so much for doing this and-"
"Hannah," Hermione interrupted, giving her a small smile. "It's alright. I know how badly you wanted to see his concert. You're not the one I'm mad at."
She gave Draco a pointed look. He just shrugged and grinned at her, pleased with himself for getting them into this situation.
Hannah squeezed Hermione's hand before shutting the car door. She then glared at Draco.
"If there is even one scratch on her head-"
"You'll kill me. Yes, I know Hannah," Draco said, rolling his eyes as he turned the keys in the ignition of his Ferrari. "You told me that multiple times over the phone."
Hannah narrowed her eyes one last time and mouthed 'sorry' to Hermione before heading back into her hotel and leaving the two of them alone.
"You ready?"
Hermione sighed, giving him a look that told him she would never quite be ready for this.
"If I have to be."
In a few minutes, they reached the music festival and Draco parked his car. He turned towards Hermione, only to find her already getting out of the car and heading towards a keg stand. He rolled his eyes and followed her.
"What are you doing Granger?" Draco asked, taking the beer out of her hand.
She glared at him.
"I'm getting really sick of you stealing my alcohol Malfoy."
Hermione then immediately spun around and grabbed another beer before stalking away from him into the crowd.
"Granger," Draco frowned. "Maybe you should pace yourself."
He followed her through the crowd to a small clearing where many blankets were laid out on the ground in front of a stage. The music was loud enough where he couldn't even hear her response, but judging from the look on her face, it wasn't anything pleasant.
The air was slightly chillier than he expected, and he shivered slightly as he sat down next to her on a blanket, listening to the music and trying not to be blinded by all of the lights. It wasn't long before a pretty girl with long, pale legs and short, black hair sidled up to him. She reeked of alcohol and was obviously more than a little tipsy.
"Do you want to dance, handsome?" she murmured seductively.
Draco eyed her up and down for a moment, considering her offer. A few weeks ago, he probably would have said yes, but right now, he was uninterested. He did, however, hear Hermione's derisive snort.
What's the point if I can't have sex with anyone but Granger right now? He thought to himself. I could still make her jealous though.
"I would love to sweetheart," he grinned back. "You don't mind, right Granger?"
Draco didn't wait for Hermione's answer and handed her his drink before walking to the edge of the crowd with the girl. He could feel Hermione's eyes on him as he swayed in time to the music with the raven-haired girl and grinned to himself. He turned expecting to see her jealous and glaring at him, but instead found her talking to another guy. Draco watched in horror as he asked her to dance and pulled her up before wrapping his arm around her waist.
Hermione danced beautifully, which was unexpected from someone so uncoordinated. There was something effortlessly graceful and sexy about the way she moved her hips with the music. Draco felt his jaw clench in frustration as the nameless guy continued to spin her, making her laugh and place her hands on his shoulders to steady herself.
"She your girlfriend?" the girl currently in Draco's arms asked, turning around and practically grinding her ass into him.
"No," he immediately answered. "Not even close."
"Good," she grinned, pulling his head down so that her lips were directly on his ear. "I can probably do more for you anyway."
Still don't feel anything, Draco realized frustratedly.
The girl in his arms was practically begging him to have sex with her and all he could think about was the frizzy-haired brunette that annoyed the shit out of him. He groaned with frustration, which the girl in front of him, whose name was Katie or Kathy or something else that started with a K, took to mean he was turned on and continued her movements.
He spun Katie or Kathy around and glanced back towards where he'd last seen Hermione. Draco's blood went cold.
Where is she?
Hermione and the boy she was dancing with were both gone and all that was left on their blanket were two empty, red, plastic cups, which originally had their beer in it. He scanned the faces around him, but he still couldn't find either of them anywhere.
Damn it, Granger.
Draco could feel his panic steadily rising with every passing second spent with him not knowing where Hermione was.
"Hello?" the girl said, impatiently snapping her fingers in front of his face.
"What?" he snapped, glaring at her.
She jumped at his tone and rolled her eyes.
"I have better things to do than waste my time with you. If you're looking for your bitch, she went back there with some guy. She looked pretty drunk."
She pointed towards one of the many booths containing vendors selling a variety of foods. Draco felt himself tense.
"Why didn't you say anything when you saw them leave?" Draco asked angrily.
Not even waiting for a response, Draco stalked over to the booths, looking behind each one anxiously.
Please be okay, please be okay, please be okay.
He heard a feminine giggle and turned the next corner to find her standing in front of him with the slightly taller male. The guy was grinning down at her drunken state and still had an arm wrapped around Hermione's waist. He kept trying to lean forward to kiss her, but she kept laughing and shaking her head.
"I really don't want to right now," Draco heard Hermione say.
"Come on baby," the man cajoled, "just one kiss and that's it."
"She said no, dumbass," Draco growled, seeing red.
He moved towards the two of them, expecting the man to back away, but instead he held Hermione closer to him, much to her obvious annoyance.
"What? You her boyfriend?" he scoffed. "If you are, you shouldn't leave such a pretty thing by herself. You never know who she'll wander off with."
Draco briefly registered Hermione stiffen at that, and with a blur of movement the man had fallen to the floor and was holding his crotch, yowling in pain. Draco watched Hermione with mild alarm, but she just shrugged and stepped over him. Before she passed Draco, he reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her a little farther away from the concert and the man she'd just incapacitated.
"Let go of me, Malfoy!" she snapped.
Draco ignored her and ran his hands up and down her arms before cupping her face and tilting it this way and that.
"Malfoy! Let go!"
"Are you okay?" he asked, still cradling her face against his palm.
"I'm fine," she said, frowning and looking slightly confused. "Why wouldn't I be?"
Draco sighed, pulling her closer to him. His goal to sleep with her didn't matter anymore, it was honestly the furthest thing from his mind.
"Can I please just take you home?" he begged.
"You're the one who wanted to be here."
"Well, I changed my mind. I want to take you home now."
She narrowed her eyes at him but didn't pull away.
"And why should I go home just because you want me to?"
Draco threw his hands up into the air, finally letting go of her.
"I give up Granger! You're impossible! When I'm nice to you, you're pissed at me. When I flirt with you, you're pissed at me. When I'm mean to you, you're still pissed at me. What do you fucking want from me?!"
Hermione gasped in shock and shoved him, causing him to take a step back.
"You think that's why I'm mad? I'm pissed because when we were kids, I fucking trusted you and you weren't any different from anyone else. I'm pissed because after five years, you've suddenly decided I'm good enough for you and act like that's enough to make me want you too. I'm pissed because I thought Blaise was different from every other fucking person in my life who's left me. I'm pissed because almost every single guy I met over this past summer continued to fuck with me as if I'm just a fucking game."
Every time she said the word 'pissed' Hermione shoved him back a little more. Eventually Draco found himself cornered between an extremely angry girl and the table of an empty booth.
"And when one nice, sweet guy tells me he cares about me and wants to be with me, you know what I do? I say no, because for some reason I keep letting assholes like you into my life. In fact, you know why I dated Blaise to begin with?" her voice dropped to a low snarl. "It's because for the first time in more than two years something made me forget about you. Well, actually that's a lie. I didn't consciously think about you, but I noticed you all the time. Every time we had class together, I always heard everything you said and knew whenever you were in the room with me. And whenever we passed each other on campus, I always noticed you. There are literally more than fifty thousand other students here, but I always notice you. Why?"
Draco opened his mouth, to say something, anything, but Hermione wasn't done yet.
"You aren't any different than any of those guys Malfoy. You aren't any different than anyone who's hurt me before. You're actually the exact kind of person who would hurt me because you don't give a shit about me. You never have! Even now, you act like just because you've suddenly decided you think I'm hot-"
"I don't think you're hot," Draco interrupted.
He winced at the furious expression on her face, knowing he'd chosen the wrong moment in her tirade to interrupt.
"What I mean," Draco tried to explain, "is that I think people like Pansy and Katie Bell are hot. You're not hot."
"Alright, Malfoy. I don't know why you think bringing up the fact that your exes are more attractive than me is going to make me want to sleep with you-"
"You're beautiful," he blurted out.
Hermione's eyes widened and she opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. For once in her life, she was speechless, and Draco was the one to have caused it. He briefly felt pride at this small achievement and continued speaking before he lost his nerve.
"You're fucking beautiful Granger," Draco repeated. "Everything you do is just amazing. You make people laugh and feel comfortable, and you're easily friends with so many people because you're so damn likable. You don't give a shit about how you look ninety-nine percent of the time, but you're still so fucking sexy. When you walk into a room, people notice you, but you don't even realize it. You're the kind of person that people wish they were good enough for and you think anyone's good enough for you, but they're not. I'm not going to act like I know what happened between you and Blaise, or you and any other guy, but I can say one thing confidently."
Draco paused and looked at her intently.
"I'm not them."
Hermione took a small, almost imperceptible step forward.
"I'm not any of them. I'm not going to wake up one day and change my mind."
She took another step.
"I want this. So fucking badly. You have no idea how many times I've thought about you over the past couple of weeks. Your laugh, your hair, your eyes. I can't stop it."
One more step.
"I want you, Granger." Draco said quietly, emphasizing his words. "I don't know why, and I can't take back all the shitty things I've done. But to me you're absolutely beautiful and I-"
Draco's words were cut off by a pair of soft lips pressing against his own. It only lasted for a second, but it made every hair on his body stand up straight. Hermione backed away from him, looking slightly unsure of herself and biting her bottom lip.
"I-I'm sorry," she stammered. "I don't know what I was think-"
Before she could make more of a fool of herself, Draco pressed his lips to hers again, letting out a quiet groan when he felt her body relax against his. He wrapped his arms tightly around her, pulling her flush against him. He ran his hands up underneath her top, pressing his palms against her back as she moaned and arched against him. All he wanted was to hear her make that noise again. Draco bit her bottom lip and gently tugged and sucked on it, silently begging her to open her mouth so he could deepen their kiss. She let out another quiet moan and Draco took that opportunity to slip his tongue in between her lips and into her mouth.
It was perfect. She wasn't passive like most girls he kissed. She kissed him like she wanted him as much as he wanted her. Neither of them could control it.
Draco bent down and wrapped his hands around the backs of her legs, lifting her up and placing her on the counter of the booth behind him. She automatically wrapped her legs around his waist and rolled her hips against his. Draco swore he saw stars when she moved like that.
"Fuck, Granger," Draco murmured against her neck, finally breaking their kiss so that they could catch their breath. "If you keep doing that, I'm going to want to have you right here."
Hermione just let out another moan in response and ran her hands through his hair, pulling his mouth back up to her own. Draco gifted her with a few more short kisses on her lips, before he kissed and nipped at a spot behind her ear that had her gasping and moaning his name. She was still grinding her hips against his desperately and it wasn't long before Draco found himself holding her closer and mimicking her movements.
"Granger," he breathed into her ear. "We need to go."
"Mm. Don't want to stop," she gasped out before kissing down his neck.
Draco felt a certain part of his anatomy twitch in appreciation at her words. His pants felt unbearably tight, and Draco used the last of his willpower to pull himself away from the intoxicating brunette in front of him.
Once there was a good foot of distance between them, the two of them stared at each other in shock, trying to catch their breath. Hermione's clothes were rumpled, and her lips slightly swollen from his many kisses. She looked like something from an erotic dream and Draco couldn't really believe he'd been the one to do that to her.
"You're place or mine?" Draco whispered, half expecting her to say neither and leave him like this.
If she leaves now, I'll fucking kill myself, he thought to himself, watching her with increasing anxiety as she carefully considered her options.
"Yours."
It wasn't long before Draco had Hermione pressed up against the front door of his apartment, kissing her like his life depended on it. He felt her fish in his pockets for his keys before placing them in his hand and going to work on his neck. Draco fumbled with the lock, having trouble inserting the tiny key into the even tinier hole with Hermione breathing against his skin. Finally, he managed to get the door unlocked. Draco opened the door and picked up the much smaller girl, moaning when he felt her wrap her legs around his waist. He loved when she did that.
Once he got into his bedroom, Draco threw Hermione onto the bed staring at her hungrily for a moment before getting on top of her. She immediately rewrapped her legs around him, effectively keeping him pressed against her, not that Draco wanted it any other way. When she began to grind against him, Draco pulled himself away from her lips and buried his face in her hair at the base of her neck, trying to take deep breaths to calm himself down.
"Granger," he murmured, kissing her neck gently. "Slow down, we've got all night."
"Why waste time?" she whispered back and gave him a seductive grin.
She somehow managed to use her legs to flip them over so that she was perched on top of him. When Draco saw her sitting on him with his hands on her hips and her hair falling down her shoulders in curly waves, he felt like he could die happy right then. She slowly started to roll her hips again, smirking when he threw his head back and tightened his grip on her.
"Damn it," he hissed through clenched teeth, trying in vain to remind himself why they should go slower.
If I cum in my pants like a fucking virgin, Draco thought to himself, I will hate myself forever.
Hermione pulled him up into a sitting position and planted another deep, mind-blowing kiss on his lips. Draco had no idea how he'd somehow become the submissive one, following her lead and doing whatever she wanted him to do, but when Hermione pulled his shirt over his shoulders and raked her nails down his back, Draco didn't have any complaints.
"God Granger," he managed when her cool hands came into contact with the hot skin on his chest. "Zabini, Harry, and whoever else are fucking idiots for ever saying they don't want you after having you like this."
"I'm a virgin," she murmured against his lips before kissing him again.
"What?" Draco asked in alarm, pulling away from her. "Why?"
If he'd been less surprised and more focused, Draco would've notice how Hermione's body tensed on top of him.
"What do you mean?" she said, narrowing her eyes.
"I mean," Draco began, even while a part of him screamed at him to stop talking, "how are you twenty years old and didn't have sex with someone you were in a relationship with for three years."
"I didn't want to," she bit out.
"That doesn't make sense."
"And why not?"
"Three years is a long time Granger," Draco explained. "You really kept Zabini a virgin for all that time? Plus, what about all of those other guys from over the summer? You're telling me none of them fucked you? That's hard to believe."
It was then that Draco finally noticed how her eyes were no longer filled with lust, but instead with murder.
Shit.
"What I meant to say," Draco began in a last, desperate attempt to calm down the furious girl who was dangerously close to his most prized possession and had already shown she could easily hurt a man there if she wanted to.
The next second, she was off of him and throwing various items she found in his room at his head. First came a shirt, then a shoe and then a coffee mug and finally a book. Deciding that the books were going to cause the most damage, she continued to throw every book she could find at him.
"GRANGER!" he shouted, dodging a textbook that went flying past his head. "CALM DOWN!"
It occurred to Draco right after he said it that it was the wrong thing for him to say.
"CALM DOWN?!" she roared. "You want me to calm down?! If you ever come near me again, I will castrate you and throw you out of a fucking window! DOES YOUR TINY, MORONIC BRAIN UNDERSTAND THAT MALFOY?!"
Another textbook went flying towards him and hit Draco directly in the stomach. He dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes, groaning in pain as he rubbed his abs. She gave him one last venomous glare before marching out of his room, past a wide-eyed Theo, who woke up because of the chaos, and out the door. By the time Draco had recovered enough to go after her, Hermione was already gone. He leaned against the door frame and groaned, cursing himself for being so stupid.
Theo looked at the still open front door and then at Draco's bruised and tired form again.
"To be fair, you got a lot farther than I ever thought you would."
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