Oh my gosh...my dad/family is watching something called Bug Buster on Sci-Fi...it is soooo stoopid and sad...that I laugh at it...the mother bug looks like a flying seal with a chopped up head. Heh. Heh.

Disclaimer: Fuck off. I can pay for HIM! Draco, love, I'll have you!

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Hermione went to look for her shirt, which she hadn't realized was missing until she went into her bedroom to look for it and put it in the dirty clothes basket.

"Where is it?" She mumbled.

'Oh...it must be in his room.' She went inside, and checked.

The house-elves had fixed up the bed, cleaned the room, and there was no pile of clothes where there usually was.

"Oh crap." Hermione figured they had taken it. Maybe to wash. It wasn't under the bed sheets, which were flat and pressed.

Maybe under the bed.

She crawled on it, her head to the door, and she leaned over and started moving things around.

There were several books, some boxes, but...what was that?

Maybe it was her shirt?

She stuck her hand under, and moved it around, trying to get closer to the crumpled object.

Then, she felt hot, wet lips on the back of her neck, and hands cupping her face.

She looked up, and staring back at her were those lovely violet eyes.

"What're you doing under there?" Draco asked, his voice already low with pleasure.

"I can't find my shirt." She said, looking around.

Draco grinned and pulled it from his back pocket. "This it?" He asked.

Hermione laughed and pushed him, getting off of his bed. "Where was it? Don't tell me you took it!"

"Quite the contrary! It was on the chair by the door." He said, smiling at her.

She laughed and pushed him again, but this time, he didn't stop himself from falling backwards and instead yanked her with him.

She let out a squeal and a giggle as she fell over, and he rolled on top of her. He began to tickle her, and she started to laugh.

She moved out from under him and tried to stop him, while crawling away at the same time.

He started tickling her again, and this time she managed to bend over him, and breathe down his neck, at the sensitive area just above his back.

He laughed, and cringed. Then he stopped.

"Someone, I think, just knocked."

'Hint? Want me to go get it?' Hermione thought, and when he gave her a cheeky grin and nodded, she was surprised he could still hear her after all day and some of the night.

She got up and answered the knock, rather unsurprised to see none other than Harry and Ron.

'Hey you guys..." She said half heartedly.

They both looked a bit bug-eyed and angry. "We heard laughing. Who was laughing?!" Harry said.

Hermione turned to Draco, who was still on the floor. 'God, this is kind of freaky!"

He smiled. Now was his chance to get back at them. 'Oh I know. Just be nice.'

Hermione faced the two again. "Television." They left it at that, though it was obvious that the television wasn't on. "Would you like to sit? Inside, I guess?"

They came in, and sat at the table.

Hermione walked by Draco, and lifted her right foot so he couldn't trip her.

But he still snagged on her left foot, and laughed as she tripped.

There was a loud scraping noise as Harry and Ron sat up and their chairs toppled over.

Hermione laughed, but stopped as she caught there eye, and got off of the ground, or...more accurately, Draco's leg. She slapped it, and gave him a look.

She sat, across from the two, who had both calmed, but were still standing. "So...what can I do for you? Um, tea?"

"We're going to stay here."

Hermione looked at them. "What?"

"We're going to watch you."

"What?"

"We're staying."

"What?"

By now Draco looked over, and Hermione turned to stare at him. She turned back.

"What?"

"You heard. We want to stay. All night."

"We'll be ready...if HE tries anything." Harry added.

"What?" Hermione's voice was getting shrill.

Harry and Ron gave her more looks and just sat back.

It was going to be a long night.

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'Ugh! What an understatement!' Hermione thought, sitting on the ground in front of the couch, leaning on it.

She turned the channel, and snarled to herself.

"Why do you do that?" Draco asked, who was also idly watching the television with her.

Harry and Ron perked up.

"What?" She asked, barely paying attention.

Draco scooted down next to her. He cleared his throat and copied her, exactly.

Hermione laughed and said, "Habit."

There were weird little patters on the marble, so Hermione turned and so did Draco.

Two heads peeked down at them, red and black, with green and blue eyes sparkling with anger.

Hermione turned back to Draco, and give him a look that said, "That is sooo scary it isn't even funny."

He returned it.

"You know what, do you want to watch a movie?" She asked, as the heads retreated.

"Yes! Please!" He said.

She got out all the choices, and he picked one.

"I feel like a five year old," She whispered, putting them back except the chosen.

It turned out to be a very funny one, called 'Snatch'.

"Hermione, we're going to go to the Kitchens. We'll be back." Harry said, and there were more weird patters, and then the Portrait Hole shut.

"UGH! THANK THE FUCKING GODS!!!" Hermione screamed.

"Tell me about it. How do you hang out with them?" Draco asked. Hermione shrugged.

She pulled out a piece of blue gum from her pocket and put it in her mouth.

"Got any left?" Draco asked.

"Sorry, last one." She blew a bubble, and it floated to the ceiling. Draco watched her intently.

Suddenly he kissed her, gently prying open her lips. She leaned into it, and his tongue made her shudder as he rolled it over her own in a twirl.

Then his lips came off of hers, and he pulled away.

"Hey!" She exclaimed indignantly, realizing her mouth was empty and he was chewing happily.

"Give that back!" She yelled.

He took it out of his mouth and handed it to her, but she said, "Eww...that's gross!"

He shrugged. "You're so indecisive."

She slapped his shoulder. "Am not!"

"Are to!"

"Am not!"

"Are to!"

Hermione gave him a soft, seductive look, and before he knew it, she was in his lap, her hands on his chest, her thighs straddling...him.

"Am not..." She said, her voice hypnotizing and frosting over his brain.

"Uh, are to..." He replied blankly.

Then she forced her lips on his, and her tongue darted into his mouth. She rubbed it between his teeth and lower lip, in the sensitive area. Then she licked him, and her tongue went back to fight with his.

Draco's hands found their way into the folds of her skirt, but soon traveled up her back, to keep her near and push her towards him.

Just as he was going to undo her shirt, she pulled away and stuck her fingers in his mouth.

He let out a shout, and started laughing through her fingers.

"AM NOT!" She screamed.

"Stop wit, I'll bwite woo!!!" He said, laughing still, and trying to pull her away.

They wrestled on the floor, and the Portrait Hole opened, while Harry and Ron watched, with stricken faces.

Hermione sat up triumphantly on Draco, and put the gum in her mouth, wiping her hand on his robes, snickering.

They both stopped laughing as they realized Harry and Ron were there.

Hermione looked like a deer in the headlights and Draco looked like a five year old caught with a cookie. She quickly got off of Draco and took the gum out of her mouth and gave it back, and he promptly put it back in his.

Ron was red, and Harry was paler than usual.

"THAT IS IT!!! GO TO YOUR ROOM RIGHT NOW!!!" Ron yelled, pointing at Hermione.

"Yes sir." She said quietly. She gave Draco a goodbye peek, and went into her room and shut the door.

Suddenly she remembered the thing, and looked around.

But no, she could tell there was nothing there.

It was safe.

She could hear silence outside, and then a sudden burst of loud argument.

She heard the slam of a door, and figured Draco had gone into his room.

She opened the door to her room, and said a reluctant good night to Harry and Ron, who stared at her angrily.

She shut her door again, and opened the one to the bathroom, as quietly as possible.

Then she made her way over to Draco's door, which he let her in when she knocked.

"Um...did they bother you?" She asked timidly.

"Them?" He shook his head. "Nah."

Hermione sat down on his bed while he changed to go to sleep.

"What time is it?" She asked.

"Ten, ten thirty." He said.

"Oh."

Draco faced her. "Are you all right?"

"Yes." Draco sat next to her, and nuzzled her neck.

"Sure?"

"Yes." Her voice was getting breathy.

She felt his hand slip up her shirt to play with the clasp on her bra.

She didn't stop him.

He breathed against her cheek, and she lay back on the bed. He leaned over her and started to kiss her neck.

Then their mouths found each other and they kissed, over and over.

Draco had undone both of their shirts, and now he was rubbing her nipple through the thin lace with the ball of his thumb.

She giggled, and couldn't stop. Soon, they were both chuckling.

There was a harsh knock on the door, and Hermione scrambled into the bathroom.

The door opened, and Harry and Ron peered in at Draco.

"Go to bed. Right now." Harry said, closing the door.

"Yes oh god Harry...I bow..." Draco said sarcastically, sneering at them.

When the door was shut, Hermione came in the room. "I'm sorry about that..."

"About what?"

"Them..."

"Why?"

Hermione just looked down at her feet. "Anyway...I think I'll go to bed."

He gave her a mischievous grin. "In here?"

She blushed. "No. I don't think tonight would be a good time...besides, they're right outside."

He shrugged. "Figured. Well, good night. Sweet dreams." He kissed her again, and she left.

Jumping into her bed, she imagined that she was really in Draco's...and she fell asleep.

The closet door swung open.

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Hermione felt someone's hand rubbing her stomach. Then it slowly traveled up her shirt.

She moved a bit. "Draco...that tickles..." The hazy fog of sleep clouded her mind and she barely realized that was his name.

His real name.

"Ugh...what time is it?"

She felt warm lips at the nape of her neck.

She reached over her head to touch Draco's face.

Oh God...that wasn't him...Harry? Or Ron? No...it wasn't them either! Who? Maybe it was Draco but she...no it wasn't!!

She scooted as far away from him as possible, and turned. Who the hell was he?!

He had beautiful, fluffy black hair that was trimmed much like Draco's, perhaps longer, and was rather choppy. Hermione was surprised to see in his hair a bright red stripe, and it stood out among all the black.

His face was angular, but still had a boyish curve, and he was still pale, but rather more tanned then she was. He had several piercing on his ear...and among the earrings he had a screw...

He gave her a big smile, showing white teeth. "Hello. Have a few...good dreams lately?"

That voice! So familiar...but he had an American accent, certainly not British. He...dreams? Sharp memories of tall grass...kisses...the Forest...and dark blue-green eyes...all flitted through her head.

Those same blue-green eyes stared back at her now. "So...what have you been doing lately?"

"Oh God..." She whispered. "Who are you?! What are you doing here? What do you want?!"

He snorted. "The answer lies...in your soul!!!" He let out a loud cackle that surely people could hear. "Anyway...I think we both know what I want." He reached out and ran a hand swiftly over her thigh. He cackled again.

Hermione cringed. "Go away. Don't touch me."

He scoffed at her. "Too late. Already did. But, fine with me. I'll just look." He gave her a snarky smirk, and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly Hermione felt a huge draft all over her body, and looked down. She let out a shriek to find that she was lying there, naked!

She snatched the sheet out from under him and covered herself, only to find that she was dressed once again.

She held the sheet to her body nevertheless.

"What are you so uptight for? Come on! I've seen it already! And especially after that hot little fuck the other night you'd think you wouldn't mind."

"I...we didn't." She gulped. "I know we didn't."

"Oh, so I suppose that night meant nothing to you?" He crossed his arms. "Well, it won't matter. But still after all that...by the way, how are you healing up?" He tried to lift her shirt and she slapped him.

"Come on, just let me see your scar!" She lifted up her shirt quickly up to the scar, and tried to put it back down...but he had already grabbed it.

"Oh...pretty good." He ran his finger over it, and Hermione shivered. She quickly forced her shirt back down.

"Looky here, babe, I can make you show it to me if you don't."

She gave him a haughty glance. "How?"

He crushed his lips to hers, and ran his tongue over her lips. Hermione had to keep herself from moving closer to him.

When he pulled away, he said, "Now will you show it to me?!"

Her head was so...foggy...she was blank...but she obeyed.

"Okay...maybe a little longer...and then the Mark will be formed..."

"Mark..."

"Yeah. Here, feel this." He grabbed her hand, and sat up. He had her feel the scar, and there was...

There was something poking under her skin. He moved away her hand, and kissed the raised tissue. "Not long now."

"Mark?" She felt so groggy!

"God, woman! How many times do I have to tell you?!" He took off his leather jacket, which she noticed had studs and chains on it, and moved his sleeve off of a rather well formed bicep.

There was a familiar crescent scar on his muscle. "See, you have it in you, and I have it on me." He rearranged his clothes, and lay back down. "Anyway...it took me forever to just make it. So sorry I had to cut you open, but in the long run it'll be better for you." He sighed at her blank look. "Took me forever just to collect all the blood. Left me...what'd do you call it? Spent? Or does that just apply to fucking? Well anyway, left me spent as hell, getting all the blood."

"Blood..." Her head was clearing, and she was getting a little dizzy.

"Yes! Blood! Anyway...you wanna get on with the loving here?" He nudged her.

"No."

He groaned. "Oh come on!!! Let's have a good toss in the sheets!" He moved closer to her.

"No."

"Argh! Fine. So how's school?"

"I don't know." Hermione was trying to wake herself up from this nightmare, now that her head was fine.

"God, some Queen you'll make!" He stretched. "Not even willing to get with the King!"

"I'm Queen?" She pointed to herself.

"Yeah. You." His mouth opened wide in a yawn. "And yours truly...will be the King!" He cackled again.

Hermione shuddered. "Of what?"

"The Dark Race!!! Anyway, you'd better get used to it. What the hell, who ever heard of a couple who didn't get down? I mean, besides. We have to make little Vampire babies to carry on the line of the Whatever-You-Wanna-Call-It's!" He gave her a grin.

Hermione got a very horrified look.

"So why don't you have some hot dirty sex with me?" He started to sing it, and Hermione got the feeling it was a real song.

He pretended to undo his pants. He saw her look. "What? Come on! You're like the best fuck I've ever had...in about...maybe a month...but come on!!!"

"No."

"You may play hard to get, but you're really a fox in bed, you know. Or a tiger. Rawr..."

"No."

"Come on!!! GODDAMIT!!!"

"No. I don't even know who you are."

"Fine. My name's Ian, I was born in Alaska on May the first, I like tattoos piercing, and sex, normally I'm sprung for at least half a day, believe it or not I'm an intellectual, I read, and write, I like nighttime, I like to sketch and paint, in fourth grade some girl named Jerica stole my favorite pen, my closet is full of black and I change my stripe every other week." He motioned to his hair. "So now you know me!!! Let's fuck!"

"Oh God...stop it and spare me from your sex talk."

He wasn't listening and let out a loud exclamation. "Fuck-me-Freddie! Crap, I gotta get home!"

He stopped, and looked at her for a while. Finally, he wrapped his leg around hers. He scooted close to her, and now that she couldn't move away, he rolled on top of her.

"Don't forget what I said." He kissed her again, and Hermione wasn't sure what he was referring to as he invaded her mouth.

His tongue curled around hers expertly, and Hermione stopped herself from moaning.

She was pressed into the bed, with shocks of his black hair falling onto her forehead, and in their contact, she felt his...tumescence pressing into her hip.

She unconsciously arched herself into him, and he laughed into her mouth. His hand held her thigh, and he lifted up her leg, his fingers tickling her, stopping just before her inner thigh.

Once again he gave her a lick, and nipped her lip.

"Gotta go, babe. See ya sometime soon." He left her, and stopped by the window.

"Who knows, maybe I'll visit you in a few dreams." He let out a normal laugh, and suddenly he disappeared. His voice was left on the still air.

"Bye."

Hermione had to stop herself from replying. She was so lost, and confused.

And she'd betrayed Draco.

She felt horrible.

But nevertheless, the feel of his lips on hers floated around her brain, and she fell asleep.

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I was supposed to thank all the reviewers but I don't really want to so I think once again I'll procrastinate.

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By the way, I have to tell you guys about yesterday. I was at the mall, see, and this really cute hot Chinese/Japanese boy walks by, and I'm in front of Hot Topic, right, my fav store, and so when he passes by me, I was thinking, "Oh wow, HE'S SEXY!!!", and then, he like, TURNS AROUND!!! And he flashes me this really hot smile, and I blushed like hell! Evidently, I was not being silent...so I ducked into Hot Topic, but not before he smiled again...it was terrible but good because he was still really cute.

AHAHAHAHA!!!! I named the guy after Kaimana because they're both really...driven...

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Oh crap and yeah that song is real, it's by a Kona band called Pepper and it's called Give it Up...