Summary: For Harry Potter and the gang, it's their final year at Hogwarts.
Hermione is head girl, and Draco is head boy. Although they still hate each
other with a passion, after a few encounters between the two, it's getting
harder to resist what they really want.
A/N: This is my first Harry Potter story, so PLEASE be gentle with the feedback, but give it, nonetheless.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Not even the storyline, because I'm sure it's been done many times.
Note: * Means someone is thinking.
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(Draco's Point of View)
Draco woke up shortly after midnight. He looked to his left and saw Hermione fast asleep right next to him. In an instant, all the memories from that night came back. He had to do a double take to be sure that she was actually there, in his bed, naked as a damn jay bird, covered only by his silk dark green sheets. He actually thought about waking her up and kicking her out, like he had done with all the other girls who had been in his bed, but that idea almost instantly went away. This girl was different; she was not like any girl he knew. She was amazingly smart, quiet, gentle, caring, kind, and beautiful. She looked like an angel sleeping so peacefully. Looking at her, he got a sudden feeling like this was how it was suppose to be; she was meant to be there, with him, in his bed, and not just tonight, but every night. He snapped out of it when he realized what he was thinking; she was a wise-ass Gryffindor, Potter loving, mudblood. He had no feelings for her; this was just a one night stand. He helped her out, and now things would go back to normal. He decided to let her sleep; he knew that the second she woke up, she'd freak out and leave.
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(Hermione's Point of View)
Around 5:30, Hermione awoke when she got a sudden chill. She covered herself more, but fully woke up when she realized that she was naked; she never slept naked. She adjusted her eyes and just about screamed when she saw Draco Malfoy sleeping next to her. All the memories came flooding back to her, and she got an instant headache. She started to panic when she realized what she'd done. As quickly, yet quietly as possible, she got out of his bed, grabbed her clothes and ran out of his room and went straight to hers. She shut the door, put on her robe, and started pacing back and fourth.
"Oh my god! What have I done?! I slept with Malfoy!" She said aloud.
*And you loved every second of it.* Her inside voice said.
"Shut up, I most certainly did not!" She snapped back.
*Liar, liar, pants on fire.* Her mind barked back.
"Listen to me, I'm arguing with myself!"
She fell onto her bed and hugged her pillow, "I can't believe I let this happen! I swore to myself that this WOULDN'T happen! I was upset, and I let my guard down. This is all his fault! He took advantage of my weakness!"
*You stupid girl, he didn't take advantage of you! You wanted this just as much as he did, if not more!* Her mind screamed.
"Yea, I know!" She spat back.
She threw her pillow against her door, "Now what am I gonna do?" She got up and paced her floor again, "Not go to class; that's what I'm gonna do."
*You can't hide from him forever, you know.*
"Yes, I realize that, but I can't be in potions with him. Sitting so close to him; no way. He'll be getting up in a bit; I'll stay in here until he goes down for breakfast. I'll wait until second period; yes, that's what I'll do."
Hermione grabbed a book off her desk and flipped through the pages until she found the spell she was looking for. She closed her eyes and whispered the spell to herself three times. When she opened her eyes, her door was covered in a blue aura.
She smiled, "Good, now he can't get in here, even if he does know the password. That reminds me, I need to change it."
She jumped in bed and hid under the covers until after Draco had left. After she was sure that he wouldn't be back, she left her room and took a shower. When she stepped out of the shower, she wiped the steam off the mirror and stared at her reflection.
"So, this is what if feels like to finally be a...woman; so to speak. It doesn't feel all that different. Besides the fact that every muscle in my body HURTS." She thought about what had happened last night and blushed, despite the fact that she was alone, "No wonder they hurt."
She sighed, and went back to her room to get dressed.
~~
Hermione arrived in Transfigurations just as McGonagall entered the room. Hermione dodged the Professor's stern look and took a seat next to Harry, totally avoiding Ron. She was still mad at him for turning her down last night, but she was more ashamed of herself for cheating on him.
"Where were you during potions, 'Hermione?" Harry whispered.
"I, uh...overslept."
"Overslept? You never oversleep."
"Uh, long night." Hermione whispered.
"Studying?"
"Yep." She lied through her teeth.
"Miss Granger, Mr. Potter; pay attention please." McGonagall warned.
"Sorry Professor." They said in unison.
After class, Ron pulled Hermione aside, "I'm sorry 'Mione." He said.
"Don't be, it was my fault. I shouldn't have been so rude to you last night. You did nothing wrong."
"I do love you, Hermione."
"I know." She whispered, as a tear rolled down her cheek.
"Why are you crying?" He asked.
"No reason; I'm just glad that you're not upset with me."
"I could never be upset with you." He gave her a genuine Ronald Weasley grin, and she really wanted to cry.
She gave him a small smile and they walked to their next class.
~~
When lunch began, Hermione basically snuck into the Great Hall and took her seat between Harry and Ron. Like clockwork, Draco sauntered into the Great Hall with a superior look on his face that he only saved for really special occasions. He sat down between Crabbe and Goyle. At first, he just filled his plate, without even looking for Hermione, but all she could do was stare at him. This was the first time she'd seen him since last night and he just looked different. He must've felt her watching her because he stopped talking to Crabbe and looked directly at her. Her first instinct was to look away, but she couldn't. His eyes held hers for what felt like an eternity while she waited for him to grin at her, or smirk at her, but he never did, he just looked at her. Hermione snapped back to reality when Ginny waved her hand in front of Hermione's face.
"Sorry." She apologized.
"What's with you? You've been acting weird all morning."
"Nothing, I'm fine."
"I totally don't believe you; but, ok."
Hermione ate her lunch, catching a few glances at Malfoy here and there, but never letting him notice.
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After classes were over for the day, Hermione decided to go back to her room before dinner to take a nap. When she got to the common room, she listened through the door to see if Malfoy was in there. When she heard nothing, she said the password and went inside. She walked quickly to her room, shutting the door behind her. She dumped her books on her bed and changed into a pair of khaki pants and a baby blue spaghetti-strap t-shirt that said 'Angel' on the front. She decided to get a book from her bookshelf in the common room and hide from Malfoy as long as possible. She opened her door, grabbed a book and went back to her room, but didn't quite make it inside. The door to Malfoy's room opened and he stepped out in nothing but a pair of dark green sweat pants. He didn't even notice Hermione until he looked up. They both stopped dead in their tracks and just stared at each other.
Draco broke the silence, "Come back for more?" He smirked at her, but it looked much sexier than it had before.
Hermione glared at him and went into her room, slamming the door.
Not ten seconds later, her door opened and Draco stepped inside.
"What are you doing? We have passwords for a reason! How'd you know it anyway?" She spat at him.
"From the other night, when you were passed out cold. I brought you in here, instead of leaving you outside, to get caught. You should be thanking me."
"Thank you." She hissed at him, "Now get out."
"So, that's how it's gonna be?"
"Yep."
"Act like nothing happened?"
"No, but I'm sure as hell gonna try to forget it."
"Why would you want to forget it?" He asked, taking a few steps closer to her.
"One guess."
"It couldn't have been that bad, considering the sounds you were making last night." He grinned when her face turned a deep crimson color.
"I didn't say it was bad, it was just wrong. We shouldn't have done it." She whispered.
"Maybe not, but we did." He walked towards her again and she stepped back until the back of her legs hit her bed. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. She put her hands on his waist to keep her balance; if she fell onto her bed, she'd bring him with her, then that would be it.
He leaned down, brushing his lips against he ear, "We can't take it back, so me might as well make it better." He whispered.
No way was she going to let it happen again.
*God, he feels so good. He's so built, and strong; damn Quidditch!*
"Stop." She whispered, just barely loud enough for him to hear.
"Are you sure that's what you want?" He dipped his hand under her shirt and drew little circles on her lower back with his finger.
She closed her eyes, trying so hard to keep control, "Yes." she squeaked.
"Why don't I believe you?" He asked, "You don't want a repeat of last night's events?"
*Yes, more than anything!* She screamed to herself. *Shut up!* She scolded her inner voice.
She was torn away from her inner debate when she felt his lips on her ear again. He ran his lips down her neck. Two seconds longer, and she would totally give in.
"No." She whispered.
"Why not?" He stopped just long enough for her to get her senses back in tact.
She looked into his mysterious blue-gray eyes and reality hit her...hard. She pushed him away from her and got as far away from the bed as she could.
"Because it's wrong! Have you forgotten who we are? You are the famous Draco Malfoy and I'm nothing but the little mudblood Hermione Granger. We've been sworn enemies since the very first day we started school. We despise each other with a burning passion and that'll never change. What happened last night was a one time only mistake. It'll NEVER happen again! I'm never gonna cheat on Ron, ever again!
Without another word, Hermione stormed out of her room and out of the common room, slamming the door behind her.
Draco stood in her bedroom, completely dumbfounded, "Where the hell did that come from?"
He shook his head and went back to his room to change.
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Hermione went straight to the Gryffindor common room and saw Ron sitting on the couch, staring into the fire. She took a deep breath, put on a smile, and went over to sit by him.
"Hi!" She smiled, leaning over to kiss him. When he moved away from the kiss, her smile faded, "What's wrong."
Ron stood up, and reached for her hand, "Let's go to my room, we need to talk."
She immediately thought that he knew about last night, but he didn't seem mad enough, so she took his hand, and they went to his room. Ron shut the door and sat on his bed, bringing Hermione with him.
"You know I love you, right?" Ron asked.
"Yea...I do; what's going on Ron?" She looked worried.
"I do love you, more than anything, but..."
"But what?"
"I don't think I can give you what you need out of this relationship."
"What are you talking about?"
"After our fight the other day, I realized something."
"What?"
"We aren't meant to be together."
Hermione looked like she'd been punched in the stomach, "What are you talking about?"
"I don't think we should see each other anymore."
"You can't be serious! After everything we've gone through?"
"Hermione..."
"That's not why you want to break up, there's something else; what is it?"
Ron looked down at his hands, and she knew he was lying.
"Ron, tell me what's going on."
"I...I'm in love with another girl."
Her heart stopped when she heard this, "What?"
"I didn't mean for it to happen, I swear; it just did."
"You're serious?"
It's Hannah Abbott from Hufflepuff."
Tears were threatening to stream down her face, but she tried to hide them, "I can't believe that you, of all people, would do this."
"I never wanted to hurt you; it's just, we have so much in common, she's so perfect for me. I love her."
"I don't understand, I thought you loved ME."
"I do Hermione; I do love you, so much. But, I can't give you what you deserve; not when I can't even give you my whole heart."
Tears were streaming down her face now, "I love you Ron, but I can't force you to stay with me. Have a great life with Hannah."
Hermione jumped off the bed, flew out Ron's door, past all the Gryffindors, including a stunned Harry, and out the door, with tears flooding her face. She ran towards her common room as fast as her legs would carry her. About 50 feet away from her door, she read right into something and she flew back, landing hard on her butt.
"Jesus Granger, where's the fire?" Draco looked down at her with an annoyed expression on his face.
She started crying harder and his expression changed, "What's wrong with you?"
She didn't answer, just kept on crying. He waited impatiently for her to answer him, and when she never did, he reached down, and gently, but firmly grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. Then he dragged her back to their common room, pulled her inside, and shut the door.
"Well, what the hell is the matter with you?" He asked, staring at her.
Her crying slowed to a slight sprinkle, rather than a total down pour, "He broke up with me."
Draco's eyes widened, "You're crying over Weasel again!? Jesus H. Christ Hermione, (Pardon my language) what is it with you?"
"He fell in love with another girl."
Draco suddenly became amused, "He did? And she actually wants to be with him? I thought you'd be the only one stupid enough to love that git." He smiled, but stopped when he saw the look on her face, "Habit." He said.
She knew that was as close to an apology that she'd ever get out of him.
"Some girl from Hufflepuff."
"Well, birds of a feather..." He trailed off.
Hermione looked Draco straight in the eyes, "What's wrong with me? Why does this keep happening to me?"
"What do you mean KEEP? He's dumped you before?"
"No."
"Now, I'm lost. Wait, you've had another boyfriend other than Weasley?" Now Draco was really amused.
"Am I really that unattractive?" She asked, avoiding the 'other boyfriend' question.
"No, Weasley's a fucking moron for throwing you away for some stupid Hufflepuff bitch." He really didn't want to have this conversation again.
"Then what is it? Do I walk around with a sign on my back that says, 'I'm a gullible little twit?' Why the Hell does this keep happening to me!?"
"There you go with the 'keep happening' thing again. What the hell are you talking about?"
By now, Hermione's tears were gone, "I cheated on Ron last summer."
Draco raised his eyebrows, "You're serious?"
"No, I'm kidding!" Hermione spat at him.
"I can't believe it; the perfect Hermione Granger is a two timing little trollop."
Hermione slapped Draco with all her might, "I am NOT a trollop! I thought he loved me!" Hermione looked away when she said this.
Draco rubbed his cheek, "Who, Weasley?"
"Anthony."
"Anthony? Who the Hell is Anthony."
"The biggest mistake of my life. I almost threw everything away for that jerk."
"How so?"
"I met him the day I got home from Hogwarts when summer break started. His family had just moved next door to us. He was my age, and he was so cute; he had dark brown hair, the greenest eyes I'd ever seen...he was perfect. At first, he didn't say a word to me; I'd see him everyday leaving his house when I was outside, and he'd just walk on by without a word to me. Then one day, out of nowhere, he came up to me when I was outside watering my mom's garden. He introduced himself and asked me if I'd show him around town. I was surprised that he was talking to me, but I was also excited. I showed him around town that night and we seemed to hit it off. As the weeks went by, I started to fall for him, hard. I kept telling myself that nothing could happen because I loved Ron. One day, I saw him hanging around this girl who was beautiful. She had straight, brown hair, and she was wearing an outfit that showed an immense amount of skin. Anthony seemed to like that, so for some unknown reason, I made an appointment with my hair stylist and told her to make my hair look like that girl's, then I went out and bought an outfit similar to the girl's, with the help of my cousin, and then I went out and got a tattoo to do one better than that girl. It was the stupidest thing I'd ever done. I changed my total appearance for a guy."
"Love does strange things." Draco commented.
"Well, Anthony seemed very pleased with my appearance, so I was happy. I spent every waking hour with him, and by the end of the summer, I was ready to break up with Ron for Anthony. A week before I had to leave for school, I decided that I wanted to sleep with Anthony. I was ready to give up everything for him. On our last night together, I told him how I felt. I poured my heart out to him, and when I was finished, he dumped me. He told me that I was just not the kind of girl he wanted; I was too...sweet. When Anthony dumped me, I thought there was something wrong with me. I busted my ass trying to make him happy, and he threw me away. Then, when I went to talk to Ron, I told him I was ready to move our relationship to the "next level," and he pushed me away too. Two guys who didn't want to be with me; what was I suppose to think? I felt so unattractive."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"That's a good fucking question; I guess I'm trying to explain why I slept with you. After Anthony, I thought I was just an ugly, undesirable person. But then I thought about Ron, and how much I THOUGHT he loved me. Well, when he 'turned me down' the other night, that just added to my thoughts about how ugly I was. Then there was you; the most lusted after guy in this whole damn school, who...for some reason, seemed to be attracted to me. I figured it was just one of your stupid little jokes that you like to play to keep yourself amused; but then I thought that maybe I could use it to my advantage. If I could get you to sleep with me, then I'd know that I wasn't THAT ugly, because there's no way in Hell that the great Draco Malfoy would sleep with an ugly girl...no matter how desperate you were."
Draco had to take a minute to let all of what she said sink in, "So basically, you wanted me to fuck you so you'd feel...beautiful?"
"You don't have to be so crude, but yes." Hermione replied.
"You actually think you're ugly?"
"Why else would Ron leave me for Hannah Abbott?"
"You really are dense; think about it Granger; This is about your looks, but not because you're ugly, it's because you're hot. Weasley probably knew that there was a chance of you dumping him for a guy who's smarter, richer, or hotter than him, and he just couldn't handle that."
"Ron knows that I'd never do that to him!"
"No, but you DID sleep with someone who's all three."
Hermione looked at the ground.
Draco continued, "Weasley chose Abbott because he knows that there's no chance of her dumping him for another guy. They are just alike; neither is very smart, attractive, wealthy, or popular. He has nothing to worry about with her; but with you, different story."
Hermione frowned, "God, I HATE it when you're right!"
"Yea, me too. Well...not really." Draco said smugly.
Hermione glared at him, "Why are you telling me all this? You sound like you're trying to help me."
"Maybe I'm just trying to prove to you that Weasley IS NOT worth it. Then maybe you'll shut up about it."
"You said that before, but I don't believe you." Hermione studied his eyes, trying to figure out what was going on; but, as always, she couldn't tell.
"I don't care what you believe Granger." He shot a death glare at her and turned to leave, but Hermione gently grabbed his arm.
"No way, I told you so much about me that NO ONE knows; now you have to tell me what YOUR problem is."
"I never asked you to tell me all that shit; that was your choice."
"I'm not letting you go until you tell me."
"Oh, really? You actually think you can keep me from doing as I please?"
Hermione rolled her eyes, "God, will you stop being such a...Malfoy and grow up?"
"Let me go Granger."
"Not until you tell me." She wasn't about to budge.
Draco had had enough, he jerked his arm out of her grasp, "Fine, you wanna know what's bothering me? I'll tell you; it's you! You are what's bothering me! It's always you! God, I've been beating my brains out trying to figure out why I have these...feelings for you; and no matter how hard I try, I can't get rid of them! You think I like feeling this way? You are a bloody Gryffindor, not to mention the Golden Boy's best friend. Do you know what people would do to me if they found out that I have feelings for you!?"
Hermione was dumbstruck; did Draco Malfoy just admit that he had feelings for her? She just stood there, staring at him; she couldn't think of a single thing to say. She had NEVER expected him to say anything like this.
Draco turned around, and stormed into his room, slamming the door behind him. He just told Hermione Granger that he had feelings for her; he had gone absolutely insane. He flopped onto his bed and put a pillow over his head. He was falling for her, hard and fast. He was in way over his head.
~~
TBC...
A/N: This is my first Harry Potter story, so PLEASE be gentle with the feedback, but give it, nonetheless.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Not even the storyline, because I'm sure it's been done many times.
Note: * Means someone is thinking.
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(Draco's Point of View)
Draco woke up shortly after midnight. He looked to his left and saw Hermione fast asleep right next to him. In an instant, all the memories from that night came back. He had to do a double take to be sure that she was actually there, in his bed, naked as a damn jay bird, covered only by his silk dark green sheets. He actually thought about waking her up and kicking her out, like he had done with all the other girls who had been in his bed, but that idea almost instantly went away. This girl was different; she was not like any girl he knew. She was amazingly smart, quiet, gentle, caring, kind, and beautiful. She looked like an angel sleeping so peacefully. Looking at her, he got a sudden feeling like this was how it was suppose to be; she was meant to be there, with him, in his bed, and not just tonight, but every night. He snapped out of it when he realized what he was thinking; she was a wise-ass Gryffindor, Potter loving, mudblood. He had no feelings for her; this was just a one night stand. He helped her out, and now things would go back to normal. He decided to let her sleep; he knew that the second she woke up, she'd freak out and leave.
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(Hermione's Point of View)
Around 5:30, Hermione awoke when she got a sudden chill. She covered herself more, but fully woke up when she realized that she was naked; she never slept naked. She adjusted her eyes and just about screamed when she saw Draco Malfoy sleeping next to her. All the memories came flooding back to her, and she got an instant headache. She started to panic when she realized what she'd done. As quickly, yet quietly as possible, she got out of his bed, grabbed her clothes and ran out of his room and went straight to hers. She shut the door, put on her robe, and started pacing back and fourth.
"Oh my god! What have I done?! I slept with Malfoy!" She said aloud.
*And you loved every second of it.* Her inside voice said.
"Shut up, I most certainly did not!" She snapped back.
*Liar, liar, pants on fire.* Her mind barked back.
"Listen to me, I'm arguing with myself!"
She fell onto her bed and hugged her pillow, "I can't believe I let this happen! I swore to myself that this WOULDN'T happen! I was upset, and I let my guard down. This is all his fault! He took advantage of my weakness!"
*You stupid girl, he didn't take advantage of you! You wanted this just as much as he did, if not more!* Her mind screamed.
"Yea, I know!" She spat back.
She threw her pillow against her door, "Now what am I gonna do?" She got up and paced her floor again, "Not go to class; that's what I'm gonna do."
*You can't hide from him forever, you know.*
"Yes, I realize that, but I can't be in potions with him. Sitting so close to him; no way. He'll be getting up in a bit; I'll stay in here until he goes down for breakfast. I'll wait until second period; yes, that's what I'll do."
Hermione grabbed a book off her desk and flipped through the pages until she found the spell she was looking for. She closed her eyes and whispered the spell to herself three times. When she opened her eyes, her door was covered in a blue aura.
She smiled, "Good, now he can't get in here, even if he does know the password. That reminds me, I need to change it."
She jumped in bed and hid under the covers until after Draco had left. After she was sure that he wouldn't be back, she left her room and took a shower. When she stepped out of the shower, she wiped the steam off the mirror and stared at her reflection.
"So, this is what if feels like to finally be a...woman; so to speak. It doesn't feel all that different. Besides the fact that every muscle in my body HURTS." She thought about what had happened last night and blushed, despite the fact that she was alone, "No wonder they hurt."
She sighed, and went back to her room to get dressed.
~~
Hermione arrived in Transfigurations just as McGonagall entered the room. Hermione dodged the Professor's stern look and took a seat next to Harry, totally avoiding Ron. She was still mad at him for turning her down last night, but she was more ashamed of herself for cheating on him.
"Where were you during potions, 'Hermione?" Harry whispered.
"I, uh...overslept."
"Overslept? You never oversleep."
"Uh, long night." Hermione whispered.
"Studying?"
"Yep." She lied through her teeth.
"Miss Granger, Mr. Potter; pay attention please." McGonagall warned.
"Sorry Professor." They said in unison.
After class, Ron pulled Hermione aside, "I'm sorry 'Mione." He said.
"Don't be, it was my fault. I shouldn't have been so rude to you last night. You did nothing wrong."
"I do love you, Hermione."
"I know." She whispered, as a tear rolled down her cheek.
"Why are you crying?" He asked.
"No reason; I'm just glad that you're not upset with me."
"I could never be upset with you." He gave her a genuine Ronald Weasley grin, and she really wanted to cry.
She gave him a small smile and they walked to their next class.
~~
When lunch began, Hermione basically snuck into the Great Hall and took her seat between Harry and Ron. Like clockwork, Draco sauntered into the Great Hall with a superior look on his face that he only saved for really special occasions. He sat down between Crabbe and Goyle. At first, he just filled his plate, without even looking for Hermione, but all she could do was stare at him. This was the first time she'd seen him since last night and he just looked different. He must've felt her watching her because he stopped talking to Crabbe and looked directly at her. Her first instinct was to look away, but she couldn't. His eyes held hers for what felt like an eternity while she waited for him to grin at her, or smirk at her, but he never did, he just looked at her. Hermione snapped back to reality when Ginny waved her hand in front of Hermione's face.
"Sorry." She apologized.
"What's with you? You've been acting weird all morning."
"Nothing, I'm fine."
"I totally don't believe you; but, ok."
Hermione ate her lunch, catching a few glances at Malfoy here and there, but never letting him notice.
~~
After classes were over for the day, Hermione decided to go back to her room before dinner to take a nap. When she got to the common room, she listened through the door to see if Malfoy was in there. When she heard nothing, she said the password and went inside. She walked quickly to her room, shutting the door behind her. She dumped her books on her bed and changed into a pair of khaki pants and a baby blue spaghetti-strap t-shirt that said 'Angel' on the front. She decided to get a book from her bookshelf in the common room and hide from Malfoy as long as possible. She opened her door, grabbed a book and went back to her room, but didn't quite make it inside. The door to Malfoy's room opened and he stepped out in nothing but a pair of dark green sweat pants. He didn't even notice Hermione until he looked up. They both stopped dead in their tracks and just stared at each other.
Draco broke the silence, "Come back for more?" He smirked at her, but it looked much sexier than it had before.
Hermione glared at him and went into her room, slamming the door.
Not ten seconds later, her door opened and Draco stepped inside.
"What are you doing? We have passwords for a reason! How'd you know it anyway?" She spat at him.
"From the other night, when you were passed out cold. I brought you in here, instead of leaving you outside, to get caught. You should be thanking me."
"Thank you." She hissed at him, "Now get out."
"So, that's how it's gonna be?"
"Yep."
"Act like nothing happened?"
"No, but I'm sure as hell gonna try to forget it."
"Why would you want to forget it?" He asked, taking a few steps closer to her.
"One guess."
"It couldn't have been that bad, considering the sounds you were making last night." He grinned when her face turned a deep crimson color.
"I didn't say it was bad, it was just wrong. We shouldn't have done it." She whispered.
"Maybe not, but we did." He walked towards her again and she stepped back until the back of her legs hit her bed. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. She put her hands on his waist to keep her balance; if she fell onto her bed, she'd bring him with her, then that would be it.
He leaned down, brushing his lips against he ear, "We can't take it back, so me might as well make it better." He whispered.
No way was she going to let it happen again.
*God, he feels so good. He's so built, and strong; damn Quidditch!*
"Stop." She whispered, just barely loud enough for him to hear.
"Are you sure that's what you want?" He dipped his hand under her shirt and drew little circles on her lower back with his finger.
She closed her eyes, trying so hard to keep control, "Yes." she squeaked.
"Why don't I believe you?" He asked, "You don't want a repeat of last night's events?"
*Yes, more than anything!* She screamed to herself. *Shut up!* She scolded her inner voice.
She was torn away from her inner debate when she felt his lips on her ear again. He ran his lips down her neck. Two seconds longer, and she would totally give in.
"No." She whispered.
"Why not?" He stopped just long enough for her to get her senses back in tact.
She looked into his mysterious blue-gray eyes and reality hit her...hard. She pushed him away from her and got as far away from the bed as she could.
"Because it's wrong! Have you forgotten who we are? You are the famous Draco Malfoy and I'm nothing but the little mudblood Hermione Granger. We've been sworn enemies since the very first day we started school. We despise each other with a burning passion and that'll never change. What happened last night was a one time only mistake. It'll NEVER happen again! I'm never gonna cheat on Ron, ever again!
Without another word, Hermione stormed out of her room and out of the common room, slamming the door behind her.
Draco stood in her bedroom, completely dumbfounded, "Where the hell did that come from?"
He shook his head and went back to his room to change.
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Hermione went straight to the Gryffindor common room and saw Ron sitting on the couch, staring into the fire. She took a deep breath, put on a smile, and went over to sit by him.
"Hi!" She smiled, leaning over to kiss him. When he moved away from the kiss, her smile faded, "What's wrong."
Ron stood up, and reached for her hand, "Let's go to my room, we need to talk."
She immediately thought that he knew about last night, but he didn't seem mad enough, so she took his hand, and they went to his room. Ron shut the door and sat on his bed, bringing Hermione with him.
"You know I love you, right?" Ron asked.
"Yea...I do; what's going on Ron?" She looked worried.
"I do love you, more than anything, but..."
"But what?"
"I don't think I can give you what you need out of this relationship."
"What are you talking about?"
"After our fight the other day, I realized something."
"What?"
"We aren't meant to be together."
Hermione looked like she'd been punched in the stomach, "What are you talking about?"
"I don't think we should see each other anymore."
"You can't be serious! After everything we've gone through?"
"Hermione..."
"That's not why you want to break up, there's something else; what is it?"
Ron looked down at his hands, and she knew he was lying.
"Ron, tell me what's going on."
"I...I'm in love with another girl."
Her heart stopped when she heard this, "What?"
"I didn't mean for it to happen, I swear; it just did."
"You're serious?"
It's Hannah Abbott from Hufflepuff."
Tears were threatening to stream down her face, but she tried to hide them, "I can't believe that you, of all people, would do this."
"I never wanted to hurt you; it's just, we have so much in common, she's so perfect for me. I love her."
"I don't understand, I thought you loved ME."
"I do Hermione; I do love you, so much. But, I can't give you what you deserve; not when I can't even give you my whole heart."
Tears were streaming down her face now, "I love you Ron, but I can't force you to stay with me. Have a great life with Hannah."
Hermione jumped off the bed, flew out Ron's door, past all the Gryffindors, including a stunned Harry, and out the door, with tears flooding her face. She ran towards her common room as fast as her legs would carry her. About 50 feet away from her door, she read right into something and she flew back, landing hard on her butt.
"Jesus Granger, where's the fire?" Draco looked down at her with an annoyed expression on his face.
She started crying harder and his expression changed, "What's wrong with you?"
She didn't answer, just kept on crying. He waited impatiently for her to answer him, and when she never did, he reached down, and gently, but firmly grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. Then he dragged her back to their common room, pulled her inside, and shut the door.
"Well, what the hell is the matter with you?" He asked, staring at her.
Her crying slowed to a slight sprinkle, rather than a total down pour, "He broke up with me."
Draco's eyes widened, "You're crying over Weasel again!? Jesus H. Christ Hermione, (Pardon my language) what is it with you?"
"He fell in love with another girl."
Draco suddenly became amused, "He did? And she actually wants to be with him? I thought you'd be the only one stupid enough to love that git." He smiled, but stopped when he saw the look on her face, "Habit." He said.
She knew that was as close to an apology that she'd ever get out of him.
"Some girl from Hufflepuff."
"Well, birds of a feather..." He trailed off.
Hermione looked Draco straight in the eyes, "What's wrong with me? Why does this keep happening to me?"
"What do you mean KEEP? He's dumped you before?"
"No."
"Now, I'm lost. Wait, you've had another boyfriend other than Weasley?" Now Draco was really amused.
"Am I really that unattractive?" She asked, avoiding the 'other boyfriend' question.
"No, Weasley's a fucking moron for throwing you away for some stupid Hufflepuff bitch." He really didn't want to have this conversation again.
"Then what is it? Do I walk around with a sign on my back that says, 'I'm a gullible little twit?' Why the Hell does this keep happening to me!?"
"There you go with the 'keep happening' thing again. What the hell are you talking about?"
By now, Hermione's tears were gone, "I cheated on Ron last summer."
Draco raised his eyebrows, "You're serious?"
"No, I'm kidding!" Hermione spat at him.
"I can't believe it; the perfect Hermione Granger is a two timing little trollop."
Hermione slapped Draco with all her might, "I am NOT a trollop! I thought he loved me!" Hermione looked away when she said this.
Draco rubbed his cheek, "Who, Weasley?"
"Anthony."
"Anthony? Who the Hell is Anthony."
"The biggest mistake of my life. I almost threw everything away for that jerk."
"How so?"
"I met him the day I got home from Hogwarts when summer break started. His family had just moved next door to us. He was my age, and he was so cute; he had dark brown hair, the greenest eyes I'd ever seen...he was perfect. At first, he didn't say a word to me; I'd see him everyday leaving his house when I was outside, and he'd just walk on by without a word to me. Then one day, out of nowhere, he came up to me when I was outside watering my mom's garden. He introduced himself and asked me if I'd show him around town. I was surprised that he was talking to me, but I was also excited. I showed him around town that night and we seemed to hit it off. As the weeks went by, I started to fall for him, hard. I kept telling myself that nothing could happen because I loved Ron. One day, I saw him hanging around this girl who was beautiful. She had straight, brown hair, and she was wearing an outfit that showed an immense amount of skin. Anthony seemed to like that, so for some unknown reason, I made an appointment with my hair stylist and told her to make my hair look like that girl's, then I went out and bought an outfit similar to the girl's, with the help of my cousin, and then I went out and got a tattoo to do one better than that girl. It was the stupidest thing I'd ever done. I changed my total appearance for a guy."
"Love does strange things." Draco commented.
"Well, Anthony seemed very pleased with my appearance, so I was happy. I spent every waking hour with him, and by the end of the summer, I was ready to break up with Ron for Anthony. A week before I had to leave for school, I decided that I wanted to sleep with Anthony. I was ready to give up everything for him. On our last night together, I told him how I felt. I poured my heart out to him, and when I was finished, he dumped me. He told me that I was just not the kind of girl he wanted; I was too...sweet. When Anthony dumped me, I thought there was something wrong with me. I busted my ass trying to make him happy, and he threw me away. Then, when I went to talk to Ron, I told him I was ready to move our relationship to the "next level," and he pushed me away too. Two guys who didn't want to be with me; what was I suppose to think? I felt so unattractive."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"That's a good fucking question; I guess I'm trying to explain why I slept with you. After Anthony, I thought I was just an ugly, undesirable person. But then I thought about Ron, and how much I THOUGHT he loved me. Well, when he 'turned me down' the other night, that just added to my thoughts about how ugly I was. Then there was you; the most lusted after guy in this whole damn school, who...for some reason, seemed to be attracted to me. I figured it was just one of your stupid little jokes that you like to play to keep yourself amused; but then I thought that maybe I could use it to my advantage. If I could get you to sleep with me, then I'd know that I wasn't THAT ugly, because there's no way in Hell that the great Draco Malfoy would sleep with an ugly girl...no matter how desperate you were."
Draco had to take a minute to let all of what she said sink in, "So basically, you wanted me to fuck you so you'd feel...beautiful?"
"You don't have to be so crude, but yes." Hermione replied.
"You actually think you're ugly?"
"Why else would Ron leave me for Hannah Abbott?"
"You really are dense; think about it Granger; This is about your looks, but not because you're ugly, it's because you're hot. Weasley probably knew that there was a chance of you dumping him for a guy who's smarter, richer, or hotter than him, and he just couldn't handle that."
"Ron knows that I'd never do that to him!"
"No, but you DID sleep with someone who's all three."
Hermione looked at the ground.
Draco continued, "Weasley chose Abbott because he knows that there's no chance of her dumping him for another guy. They are just alike; neither is very smart, attractive, wealthy, or popular. He has nothing to worry about with her; but with you, different story."
Hermione frowned, "God, I HATE it when you're right!"
"Yea, me too. Well...not really." Draco said smugly.
Hermione glared at him, "Why are you telling me all this? You sound like you're trying to help me."
"Maybe I'm just trying to prove to you that Weasley IS NOT worth it. Then maybe you'll shut up about it."
"You said that before, but I don't believe you." Hermione studied his eyes, trying to figure out what was going on; but, as always, she couldn't tell.
"I don't care what you believe Granger." He shot a death glare at her and turned to leave, but Hermione gently grabbed his arm.
"No way, I told you so much about me that NO ONE knows; now you have to tell me what YOUR problem is."
"I never asked you to tell me all that shit; that was your choice."
"I'm not letting you go until you tell me."
"Oh, really? You actually think you can keep me from doing as I please?"
Hermione rolled her eyes, "God, will you stop being such a...Malfoy and grow up?"
"Let me go Granger."
"Not until you tell me." She wasn't about to budge.
Draco had had enough, he jerked his arm out of her grasp, "Fine, you wanna know what's bothering me? I'll tell you; it's you! You are what's bothering me! It's always you! God, I've been beating my brains out trying to figure out why I have these...feelings for you; and no matter how hard I try, I can't get rid of them! You think I like feeling this way? You are a bloody Gryffindor, not to mention the Golden Boy's best friend. Do you know what people would do to me if they found out that I have feelings for you!?"
Hermione was dumbstruck; did Draco Malfoy just admit that he had feelings for her? She just stood there, staring at him; she couldn't think of a single thing to say. She had NEVER expected him to say anything like this.
Draco turned around, and stormed into his room, slamming the door behind him. He just told Hermione Granger that he had feelings for her; he had gone absolutely insane. He flopped onto his bed and put a pillow over his head. He was falling for her, hard and fast. He was in way over his head.
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TBC...