The next day after potions, Hermione was walking down the hall when somebody pulled her over.
"C'mon Granger. Let's go!" Draco's cold voice told her.
"Where?" Hermione asked smiling.
Draco carried her all the way to the 7th floor where they had been the previous night. He took her into the room of requirement, where they found exactly what had been there the night before.
"I know you want this Granger. You want me so we're going to do this." Draco began to unbutton his shirt and Hermione didn't know what to do. She was beginning to tremble. Malfoy was correct: She did want this, but for some reason, she felt that she was being forced to do it. "Well," she thought. "I do want this, so I might as well do it anyway." Malfoy dragged Hermione over to the bed and laid her there. Then he went on top of her. He kissed her furiously, slashing his tongue violently inside her mouth. "I love you Draco," Hermione told him trying to swallow more of the saliva from his mouth. "Granger, shut the hell up. Just shut up and give me more of yourself!" Draco yelled, even though his tongue was in her mouth. Draco saw that part of Hermione's shirt was unbuttoned. He pulled his tongue out of her mouth, and unbuttoned the rest of her shirt, revealing her bra and her stomach. He began to reach for her skirt: He pulled off her skirt and squeezed her ass extremely playfully. Draco sucked furiously on her neck and on her chest, leaving her a lot of hickies. "Liking it Granger? Want more?" Draco began to reach for her bra. "OH!" Hermione said shrilly, but before she could do anything, He unhooked the front of it, and threw it aside. Draco began kissing her breasts violently. He left hickies there as well. Hermione was shaking. She loved this feeling. She wished this was never ever going to end, but she didn't know for sure whether or not he liked her.