To The Contrary!

By Emma

Chapter Seven: Walking Away

Disclaimer: I don't own it. Simple as that.



A/N: As I've warned you guys countless times, this is going to be short. And the next one is also going to be short. I haven't completely finished chapter nine yet, so I can't give you the verdict but I know that the last few chapters should be fairly long and meaty. Or at least, with hope. Yes. Enjoy. Hopefully. *grins*



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Three weeks had passed since they'd attended the Halloween Ball together. In this particular evening they'd snuck into Draco's Slytherin Prefect -private- bedroom.

He shut the door behind her and leaned against it innocently, "Well. What shall we do now?"

"Well," Hermione played along, and looked at him in mock thought, "We played chess, ate, watched the fire, went on a broom ride..."

By this time she was inches from his face.

He grinned wickedly and snaked his arms around her waist, "I'll show you a broom ride..."

She squeaked as he landed his mouth on hers. His lips crushed up against hers in a pressing urgency, and his hands were running up and down her sides. She wrapped her arms around his neck and brought one leg up to his hip. His hand found her derriere and gripped onto it as he landed them both on his circular bed.

His hands made their way up under her shirt, and when Hermione felt the unhooking of her bra, her eyes flew open at the situation.

"Wait!" she said loudly, and he opened his eyes. She could see the passion in them, the desire. It made it hard for her not to just kiss him again, but she pulled back despite herself.

"What, Hermione? What's wrong?"

"It's only been about a month, Draco."

She'd always known of his ill-temper, but until that moment when she saw the frustration in his deep grey eyes, she'd never experienced it first hand.

"Hermione," he finally said in a strained voice, "You can't turn sixteen a virgin."

"I won't be sixteen for another six months! And who says I can't? It's the legal consent age." she eyed him.

"Exactly." he stared at her, "Do you want to spend the rest of your life playing exactly by the rules? How much fun do you think you'll ever have if you don't ever colour outside the lines, Hermione?"

She started to go red and stood from the bed, "What is it with you men!? All you think about is sex, sex, sex!"

Draco's face was getting hot, "What is it with you bloody women? All YOU think about is virginity, innocense and ABSTINENCE!"

She gaped at him, and rested her hands on her hips, "Is this what this entire thing has been about, Draco?" she spat his name like venom, "Was this entire thing just a ploy to get into my pants?"

"No!" he shouted, hoping she wouldn't see the lie murking about in his eyes, "It wasn't!"

She rolled her eyes angrily and turned for the door.

"Don't turn your back on me, Hermione!" he shouted at her back, "Why are you doing this? You're walking away from LOVE HERE!"

She turned and her eyes flashed violently as they met his, "I don't trust myself when I'm with you. That's why I'm walking away."

And with that, the brunette pushed open the door with a strength she'd only found the last time she'd slapped the boy she had just been in a lip lock with, and strode quickly confidently down the stairs so that nobody would be able to see the formation of tears in her eyes.



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A/N: I know, very very short. Hardly even to be considered a chapter. LoL. But it had to be on it's own. It just cried out for that simple attention. Hopefully if I don't have heavy homework in the next few days I can give you more, but I have to put on here a one shot deal that I'm quite proud of. It's sort of Hermione/Draco but if you like Hermione/Fred you'll probably quite enjoy it. It'll probably be up later today. Please review, tis my catnip. I won't continue unless you review! *smiles wickedly*