A/N: Chapter 9 for you to red (and review!). Hope you like it!

Sex Angel: I knew i took long *sniff* I really do love writing this, but i sometimes just find the time. Grr.
Lizzie-star08: Good guess. Glad you like the story.
mo: Well its always alternating. Mione - Draco - Mione - Draco ...
amanda: they'll move pretty soon. I just want to build up a bit more tension :)
sk8er girl: sorry for taking so long. hope you enjoy the new chapter.
TzAmz: Wrote ya :) It sucks that they don't allow NC-17 anymore!
Abby Rose: Here you go, Chapter 9!
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Tiffany: More is alway good, isn't it?
Malfoys Mistress: Now I finally did! Hope you like!
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Larhenna: Very good guess. He actually did :) I'm glad you like my style, enjoy Chapter 9!

DISCLAIMER: Draco's MINE! Not! Damn. He belongs to JKR, just like all others.

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Piercing Eyes

Chapter 9: What the hell do you want from me?

I kissed her. I just did it. When she was glaring at me furiously, I quickly leaned in and pressed my lips onto hers harshly. She stiffened, and I could practically feel how shocked she was, and I knew she was trying to break away. I however had already moved my hand up to her head, and kept her pressed against me. Her lips were very soft and, being so close to her, I could tell she smelled like roses. After a while she suddenly relaxed - or gave up trying to break away- and I carefully - hell why am i being careful? - opened my mouth, and slipped my tongue into hers.

And, god, it was good. And she responded! The mudblood actually responded, she kissed me as if putting every ounce of passion she had, into it. Her tongue started to explore every crevice of my own open mouth, and as Granger almost playfully slipped her tongue over mine, I let out an unvoluntary moan from deep back in my throat.

Hell, I was enjoying it alot! Granger, however, obviously realized who she was kissing, and suddenly pushed me away. And slapped me. Lord, she slapped me right across my face. Me! A Malfoy!

"You asshole, what did you do that for?!" she spat at me, and without even waiting for my reply, she rushed to her bedroom.

And what did I do? I just kept standing there, almost petrified, and leered at her, as she walked out of the common room. God, what had come into me? I actually wanted to make her fall for me, and what had happened? I almost did the opposite! I lusted after her. After the filthy mudblood! I simply knew I did, although I'd never admit that to myself, let alone to anyone else! But I knew it, deep inside myself, I knew. I just hadn't been able to resist her, when she was so close to me. Moreover I had actually enjoyed kissing her. And did I ever!

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Shit, shit, shit! How stupid am I? Can anyone be more stupid than I am? I guess not. I'm a complete utter fool , really. I mean, what else should I call myself, I just let my worst enemy - the one and only who has tortured me since I was 11 - kiss me. He kissed me, and it took me a long, passionate, breathtaking time of a kiss, to actually push him away.

And god, that kiss was good. It wasn't that I was so inexperienced, but I had never been kissed like that. Maybe it was, because Malfoy was such a bad boy, or because it was simply a wrong thing to kiss him, but god, I had enjoyed it!

That was what angered me the most. I had liked that goddamn kiss! Ever since he had slipped that tongue of his into my mouth, I had enjoyed it, more than anything else in this world. It was insane really. I hated him with every fiber of my body, and yet I had actually responded to his kiss. To Malfoy's kiss for god's sake.

The stupid asshole now probaby got a kick out of my weakness. I bet he immediately went down to his stupid Slytherin common room, and told all his "friends" how I'm longing for him. How I, prude, ugly and stupid mudblood Hermione Granger, fell for the sexgod Draco Malfoy. And hell, he was god! How did that git learn to kiss like that? Impossible that Parkinson tought him. And she wasn't even his girlfriend.

Did he have a girlfriend? Not that I cared, no, not at all. I was just wondering. Really! But did he? Not that I knew of. Weird, concidering his extraordinary good looks. Ugh, I really shouldn't have these thoughts at all. Malfoy and good looking. If Harry and Ron could hear me right now, they'd probably faint in an instant. And there reaction would be more normal, than the way I was acting. Fancying your archenemy, god what has come into me? Not that I'm fancying him. I just find him sexy right? God , I shouldn't even find him goodlooking! Everyone in Gryffindor would bloody laugh at me!

But noone would ever find out. Noone!

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It took me a really long time to calm down. I first thought about going to the common room, just for getting some distraction, but that also had the possibility of meeting Pansy. And she was the last person I wanted to see right now. Her gushing, blabbering and swooning would probably just have increased my anger.

Or rather nervousness. I was nervous because I had lost my cool. Hell, I was turning into a goddamn freak, pacing around the common room, talking in a stream of conciousness, and that to myself.

If my father knew about that incident, he'd probably roast me alive. 'Kissing that mudblood, what did you think? Did you think at all?' he would most likely say. And certainly something similar to 'You're such a disgrace to the family name.' But he would never find out. Noone besides me and Granger knew about it anyway, and I was sure she wouldn't tell anyone about it. Of course she wouldn't. Potty and the Weasel would flip. Her innocent little Granger, attracted to overall bad boy, Draco Malfoy. I even had to smile when thinking of their reaction. It definitely could be fun. But it would never hapen. Neither I nor Granger would ever let that little sectret out.

So there was evidently no danger for me. That little kiss wouldn't have any consequences, and I didn't have to regret it. Not that I did, anyway. No way. It was one of the best kisses I had ever had, if not th best. I wasn't that experienced anyway, and the kiss with Granger had just been incredible. Maybe because she was not exactly the right girl for me. A forbidden fruit?

Forbidden Fruit. I liked that term for describing Granger. It suited her. And, hell, she was forbidden. If my father knew about it, he'd disown me, and if I was disowned - especially because of a mudblood - Voldemort would be after me as well. And where would I turn to? My mother was my fathers toy. And all of my damned relatives are death eaters for gods sake. I'd be all alone. And that's why he couldn't under all circumstances find out about any incidents concerning Granger and me.

And he wouldn't find out. Granger wouldn't tell anyone. She'd never do that. Never.

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"United we stand." I quietly spoke that password and stepped through the picture hole into Gryffindors common room. Unfortunately noone was there. Harry and Ron probably had Quidditch practice, what where were the other girls? Where was Ginny? God, not even Neville was present, and I really needed a distraction.

I sat down and the coach, and started reading in "Hogwarts: A History" for a while, but for the first time since I came to Hogwarts, I couldn't concentrate on the book. My thoughts kept drifting away. To Malfoy of course. And to that stupid kiss.

Why was I thinking about it so much anyway? Even if it was good, it was just a kiss. One of many I had shared so far. Shared with various, different boys, from different houses. I admit it was the first one shared with a Slytherin. So what? It isn't that extraordinary. Maybe i'd forget it, if I kissed another Slytherin. But who? Crabbe and Goyle - impossible. Blaise Zabini maybe. Yeah, he was't that bad looking, either. Not as good as Malfoy however. I just couldn't help thinking about him.

And he was goodlooking. Why deny something so obvious! He had these intriguing eyes that seemed to look right into your soul. And very nice hair. The way he didn't slick it back anymore, but let it fall loosely over his forehead, god it made him look good. Hell, why couldn't he someone else. Someone suitable for her. Someone other than Malfoy, for god's sake. I cursed myself for thinking about him all the time. If the kiss hadn't happen, I wouldn't even be thinking like that. But it happened. I knew what kissing Malfoy was like, and I'd sure have a hard time ignoring the urge to do it again. And I had to spend that whole bloody year with him!

"God." I spoke aloud, being incredibly annoyed with myself. "Why did I let Malfoy kiss me?"

"You did what?"

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And yet again, another lame cliffhanger!


Who heard Hermiones ponderings?

And will this mysterious someone let the word spread?

Coming up sooner or later in Chapter 10!