Chapter Three
'Get out of here!' Hermione screamed at Harry ignoring the fact that Harry was trying to do just that, Harry stumbled out of the room as quickly as he could. Hermione didn't feel bad although she thought she would, she was completely caught up in Draco. Hermione felt like she had strung Harry along, like she had played him but she didn't regret it because deep down she knew that was what he did to her.
'Well now that Scar head has decided to poke his nose in there's no going back,' Draco said before continuing to kiss Hermione. Hermione kissed him hard. She wanted this so much more than before. It was like every second made her like the idea of herself and Draco better.
'Draco.' Hermione said resulting in Draco moving his lips from her neck. He looked at her with his lust worthy eyes. 'I'm sorry but I have to go talk to him.'
'Just as I thought, you're incredibly predictable,' Draco muttered rolling over to the other side of the bed. 'Do you care about him or me more?'
'Don't do this,' Hermione replied sitting up and beginning to do the buttons on her shirt back up. 'It's not like that.'
'What's it like then?' Draco asked. 'He can wait until the morning but I'm here now.' A seductive grin was beginning to appear on Draco's face. Hermione smiled, she couldn't resist. Draco had a powerful natural charm in that his body was irresistible to Hermione. She leaned over and kissed him. His hands moved slowly unbuttoning her shirt once again and sensually moving down her back where the button and zipper for her skirt sat. Draco took her clothing off with ease to reveal Hermione in a black satin bra and matching thong.
'My turn,' Hermione whispered undoing his belt buckle and pulling it off his grey school pants. Eventually Draco was left in nothing but green silk boxers, his body was toned and buff. Draco was overwhelmingly sexy in physique. Larger. More dominating. Incredibly masculine. He was like a greek god or so Hermione thought.
Hermione could tell he was aroused, she could feel his hard shaft against her body.
'Do you want to fool around or go all the way?' Draco asked. Hermione knew that guys like Draco were accustom to getting what they want.
Hermione pushed her body against him 'Are you asking or telling?'
****//*****//****
'Well, well, well,' Harry exclaimed as Hermione walked out of her room, he was leaning on one of the sofas in the Head Student lounge directly opposite Hermione's door. Hermione was followed by Draco, it was early, and Harry had obviously been waiting for her. 'Great he stayed the night in your room!'
'Get over it Scarhead!' Draco said heatedly.
'You better go,' Hermione said ushering Draco to the portrait hole. Harry watched Draco leave.
'Anyone but him Hermione!' Harry said looking at Hermione in a desperate way. 'How the hell did this happen?' Harry was pacing around the room Hermione had never seen him so stressed.
'What do you care Harry?' Hermione said unable to control her anger at him.
'I hate that guy!' He screamed.
'Yeah well in case you hadn't noticed I kinda like him.' Hermione said sitting down on the sofa.
'Did you sleep with him?' Harry asked abruptly.
'What's it to you?' Hermione spat knowing it would make him even angrier.
'Everything, It means my whole world just spun upside down,' Harry said moving in front of her.
'Yeah okay I did, he fucked my brains out last night! Is that what you wanted to hear?' Hermione replied, 'And then this morning we had a long erotic shower.'
Hermione surprised herself. This was how angry she was at Harry, so angry that she would tell him that his best friend was sleeping with his nemesis and in some twisted way it was all his fault. Hermione knew it and Harry knew it. Hermione knew this would hurt him but she didn't care she realised that Harry sleeping with Ginny had changed her.
****//*****//****
Hermione walked into the courtyard and scanned it for Draco. He was sitting with his friends on the opposite side. She sat on a stone bench to her left and pulled out her potions book to glance over before class. Shortly after she sat down Ron appeared beside her looking lost.
'How could you?' Ron said sitting down.
'I'm sorry Ron it's really nothing to do with you. Are we still friends?' Hermione asked hopefully, Ron had stopped talking to her for three weeks after she split up with him; she couldn't bear the thought of not been able to talk to him like that again. Ron and Hermione were perfect friends but disastrous lovers.
'I guess but only because you were still my friend when Harry and I were fighting over the triwizard thing,' Ron said pulling out a cheese bun.
'Thanx,' Hermione said hugging him as the bell rang. Hermione and Ron stood up and began to make their way out of the courtyard. Hermione had just joined the crowd of people when two muscular arms wrapped around her shoulders. She smiled and felt safe in Draco's arms while uncertain about why he would want the whole school seeing him hug a Griffindor. Especially her, Hermione.
'Everyone knows because of Potter. Come meet me after Quidditch practise,' He whispered in her ear before letting her go.
Hermione felt betrayal once again.
She walked into the dungeon where Harry was sitting laughing with Ron. She gave him an evil 'I hate you' look and sat by herself at the back of the classroom. She took her books, cauldron and quill out and sat glaring at Harry waiting for professor Snape to begin his lesson. Draco walked in and took a seat on the bench beside her. Hermione noticed the grin he had on his face when Harry turned to look at them. Harry looked sad.
After class Hermione headed for the library to put in some study before she went to meet Draco. She found a corner and took a seat with a huge pile of books to loose herself in. Hermione had been studying for about an hour when she saw Ginny Weasley approaching her. Her freckles and red hair looked somewhat more unattractive in the dim light the library provided.
'He's just using you.' She said taking a seat in front of Hermione.
'You mean like Harry used you and then didn't give you a second look,' Hermione said, she couldn't bear to look at Ginny it made everything too real; the fact that Harry had slept with her, the fact that Ginny knew that during that time Hermione had loved Harry, the fact that Ginny had won.
'More than he gave you hunny,' Ginny replied placing her wand on the table. Hermione hated her.
'Yeah well at least I wasn't obsessed with him since before I came to Hogwarts.' Hermione said grasping for a come back.
'Let's not talk about me, let's talk about you,' Ginny smirked, 'The only reason Draco is sleeping with you is to make his father angry, you're worthless to him, just a quick shag.'
'And this is based on?' Hermione asked suddenly feeling more in control.
'What his friends said.' Ginny replied with a grin on her face.
'Well in case you hadn't noticed I'm a Gryffindor and if a Slytherin were to date a Gryffindor and his friends had no idea why then that's exactly what they'd say.let me guess which one said that, oh yeah Pansy his quick shag over the summer the one he told me all about in detail, about the way she screams when they have sex and how she has to take a shower directly afterwards because she doesn't want to get dirty,' Hermione blurted out before she knew what she was saying. 'Am I right Ginny or have you forgotten on your way to the library, do you need to go back and confirm so that tiny brain of yours isn't confused anymore?'
Ginny didn't answer; instead she sat looking at the table. She slowly got up and moved closer to Hermione. 'By the end of the day your precious Malfoy will be in my bed and there's nothing you can do about it.' Ginny whispered. Hermione rolled her eyes as Ginny walked off. Hermione couldn't help but feel slightly anxious but she knew, as Ginny said, if Draco wasn't loyal to her there was nothing she could do, and it was better for her to know. Hermione skipped dinner and continued to study neglecting the fact she was suppose to meet Draco after his Qudditch practise.
'What you doing beautiful?'
Hermione looked up to find Draco still in his Qudditch gear looking at her from across the table.
'Shouldn't you be in bed with Ginny?' Hermione said forgetting that Draco probably doesn't know what she's talking about.
'What?!' Draco said taking a seat beside her.
'She told me she was gonna sleep with you by the end of the day.' Hermione replied looking into his eyes.
'Oh, that explains a lot.' Draco replied putting his arm around her shoulder and reading some of the book she was reading.
'What do you mean?' Hermione asked.
'Why she was hanging around the Quidditch pitch, why she came into the locker room afterwards, why she tried to kiss me.' Draco said seemingly not too bothered.
Hermione dropped her quill, 'And.'
'And nothing I pushed her away from me, skanky whore, firstly I'd never screw a Weasel and secondly I have you , you're the prize, not some crap lay that's not what I want anymore,' Draco said giving her a hug.
'Draco am I just a way for you to get back at your father?' Hermione asked expecting Draco to get angry.
'Look there are reasons for everything but you know that if I'm the person that everyone knows me as I would never sleep with a mudblood.' Draco said softly.
'Don't call me that.' Hermione said picking up her quill once more.
'Hermione, something happened over the summer, things have changed,' Draco said almost desperately.
'What the letters?' Hermione asked.
'No, something completely different,' Draco said. Hermione could tell this was to be the end of the conversation. 'I really haven't felt this way about anyone Hermione.'
Hermione kissed him it was intoxicating and powerful, Draco pulled her onto his lap and began to feel his way up her shirt, along her satin smooth skin.
'We can't do this here.' Hermione said looking over her shoulder.
'Why not?' Draco asked slipping his hand along her thigh and underneath her skirt.
'There are people.' Hermione replied.
'So.' Draco said pulling her closer to his warm body.
Hermione bit his lip in a 'come and get me' fashion, 'I'll come see you in your dorm later.' She said standing up dragging her body over his chest as she stood.
'You're killing me here.' Draco said as Hermione walked off with a pile of books.
'Get out of here!' Hermione screamed at Harry ignoring the fact that Harry was trying to do just that, Harry stumbled out of the room as quickly as he could. Hermione didn't feel bad although she thought she would, she was completely caught up in Draco. Hermione felt like she had strung Harry along, like she had played him but she didn't regret it because deep down she knew that was what he did to her.
'Well now that Scar head has decided to poke his nose in there's no going back,' Draco said before continuing to kiss Hermione. Hermione kissed him hard. She wanted this so much more than before. It was like every second made her like the idea of herself and Draco better.
'Draco.' Hermione said resulting in Draco moving his lips from her neck. He looked at her with his lust worthy eyes. 'I'm sorry but I have to go talk to him.'
'Just as I thought, you're incredibly predictable,' Draco muttered rolling over to the other side of the bed. 'Do you care about him or me more?'
'Don't do this,' Hermione replied sitting up and beginning to do the buttons on her shirt back up. 'It's not like that.'
'What's it like then?' Draco asked. 'He can wait until the morning but I'm here now.' A seductive grin was beginning to appear on Draco's face. Hermione smiled, she couldn't resist. Draco had a powerful natural charm in that his body was irresistible to Hermione. She leaned over and kissed him. His hands moved slowly unbuttoning her shirt once again and sensually moving down her back where the button and zipper for her skirt sat. Draco took her clothing off with ease to reveal Hermione in a black satin bra and matching thong.
'My turn,' Hermione whispered undoing his belt buckle and pulling it off his grey school pants. Eventually Draco was left in nothing but green silk boxers, his body was toned and buff. Draco was overwhelmingly sexy in physique. Larger. More dominating. Incredibly masculine. He was like a greek god or so Hermione thought.
Hermione could tell he was aroused, she could feel his hard shaft against her body.
'Do you want to fool around or go all the way?' Draco asked. Hermione knew that guys like Draco were accustom to getting what they want.
Hermione pushed her body against him 'Are you asking or telling?'
****//*****//****
'Well, well, well,' Harry exclaimed as Hermione walked out of her room, he was leaning on one of the sofas in the Head Student lounge directly opposite Hermione's door. Hermione was followed by Draco, it was early, and Harry had obviously been waiting for her. 'Great he stayed the night in your room!'
'Get over it Scarhead!' Draco said heatedly.
'You better go,' Hermione said ushering Draco to the portrait hole. Harry watched Draco leave.
'Anyone but him Hermione!' Harry said looking at Hermione in a desperate way. 'How the hell did this happen?' Harry was pacing around the room Hermione had never seen him so stressed.
'What do you care Harry?' Hermione said unable to control her anger at him.
'I hate that guy!' He screamed.
'Yeah well in case you hadn't noticed I kinda like him.' Hermione said sitting down on the sofa.
'Did you sleep with him?' Harry asked abruptly.
'What's it to you?' Hermione spat knowing it would make him even angrier.
'Everything, It means my whole world just spun upside down,' Harry said moving in front of her.
'Yeah okay I did, he fucked my brains out last night! Is that what you wanted to hear?' Hermione replied, 'And then this morning we had a long erotic shower.'
Hermione surprised herself. This was how angry she was at Harry, so angry that she would tell him that his best friend was sleeping with his nemesis and in some twisted way it was all his fault. Hermione knew it and Harry knew it. Hermione knew this would hurt him but she didn't care she realised that Harry sleeping with Ginny had changed her.
****//*****//****
Hermione walked into the courtyard and scanned it for Draco. He was sitting with his friends on the opposite side. She sat on a stone bench to her left and pulled out her potions book to glance over before class. Shortly after she sat down Ron appeared beside her looking lost.
'How could you?' Ron said sitting down.
'I'm sorry Ron it's really nothing to do with you. Are we still friends?' Hermione asked hopefully, Ron had stopped talking to her for three weeks after she split up with him; she couldn't bear the thought of not been able to talk to him like that again. Ron and Hermione were perfect friends but disastrous lovers.
'I guess but only because you were still my friend when Harry and I were fighting over the triwizard thing,' Ron said pulling out a cheese bun.
'Thanx,' Hermione said hugging him as the bell rang. Hermione and Ron stood up and began to make their way out of the courtyard. Hermione had just joined the crowd of people when two muscular arms wrapped around her shoulders. She smiled and felt safe in Draco's arms while uncertain about why he would want the whole school seeing him hug a Griffindor. Especially her, Hermione.
'Everyone knows because of Potter. Come meet me after Quidditch practise,' He whispered in her ear before letting her go.
Hermione felt betrayal once again.
She walked into the dungeon where Harry was sitting laughing with Ron. She gave him an evil 'I hate you' look and sat by herself at the back of the classroom. She took her books, cauldron and quill out and sat glaring at Harry waiting for professor Snape to begin his lesson. Draco walked in and took a seat on the bench beside her. Hermione noticed the grin he had on his face when Harry turned to look at them. Harry looked sad.
After class Hermione headed for the library to put in some study before she went to meet Draco. She found a corner and took a seat with a huge pile of books to loose herself in. Hermione had been studying for about an hour when she saw Ginny Weasley approaching her. Her freckles and red hair looked somewhat more unattractive in the dim light the library provided.
'He's just using you.' She said taking a seat in front of Hermione.
'You mean like Harry used you and then didn't give you a second look,' Hermione said, she couldn't bear to look at Ginny it made everything too real; the fact that Harry had slept with her, the fact that Ginny knew that during that time Hermione had loved Harry, the fact that Ginny had won.
'More than he gave you hunny,' Ginny replied placing her wand on the table. Hermione hated her.
'Yeah well at least I wasn't obsessed with him since before I came to Hogwarts.' Hermione said grasping for a come back.
'Let's not talk about me, let's talk about you,' Ginny smirked, 'The only reason Draco is sleeping with you is to make his father angry, you're worthless to him, just a quick shag.'
'And this is based on?' Hermione asked suddenly feeling more in control.
'What his friends said.' Ginny replied with a grin on her face.
'Well in case you hadn't noticed I'm a Gryffindor and if a Slytherin were to date a Gryffindor and his friends had no idea why then that's exactly what they'd say.let me guess which one said that, oh yeah Pansy his quick shag over the summer the one he told me all about in detail, about the way she screams when they have sex and how she has to take a shower directly afterwards because she doesn't want to get dirty,' Hermione blurted out before she knew what she was saying. 'Am I right Ginny or have you forgotten on your way to the library, do you need to go back and confirm so that tiny brain of yours isn't confused anymore?'
Ginny didn't answer; instead she sat looking at the table. She slowly got up and moved closer to Hermione. 'By the end of the day your precious Malfoy will be in my bed and there's nothing you can do about it.' Ginny whispered. Hermione rolled her eyes as Ginny walked off. Hermione couldn't help but feel slightly anxious but she knew, as Ginny said, if Draco wasn't loyal to her there was nothing she could do, and it was better for her to know. Hermione skipped dinner and continued to study neglecting the fact she was suppose to meet Draco after his Qudditch practise.
'What you doing beautiful?'
Hermione looked up to find Draco still in his Qudditch gear looking at her from across the table.
'Shouldn't you be in bed with Ginny?' Hermione said forgetting that Draco probably doesn't know what she's talking about.
'What?!' Draco said taking a seat beside her.
'She told me she was gonna sleep with you by the end of the day.' Hermione replied looking into his eyes.
'Oh, that explains a lot.' Draco replied putting his arm around her shoulder and reading some of the book she was reading.
'What do you mean?' Hermione asked.
'Why she was hanging around the Quidditch pitch, why she came into the locker room afterwards, why she tried to kiss me.' Draco said seemingly not too bothered.
Hermione dropped her quill, 'And.'
'And nothing I pushed her away from me, skanky whore, firstly I'd never screw a Weasel and secondly I have you , you're the prize, not some crap lay that's not what I want anymore,' Draco said giving her a hug.
'Draco am I just a way for you to get back at your father?' Hermione asked expecting Draco to get angry.
'Look there are reasons for everything but you know that if I'm the person that everyone knows me as I would never sleep with a mudblood.' Draco said softly.
'Don't call me that.' Hermione said picking up her quill once more.
'Hermione, something happened over the summer, things have changed,' Draco said almost desperately.
'What the letters?' Hermione asked.
'No, something completely different,' Draco said. Hermione could tell this was to be the end of the conversation. 'I really haven't felt this way about anyone Hermione.'
Hermione kissed him it was intoxicating and powerful, Draco pulled her onto his lap and began to feel his way up her shirt, along her satin smooth skin.
'We can't do this here.' Hermione said looking over her shoulder.
'Why not?' Draco asked slipping his hand along her thigh and underneath her skirt.
'There are people.' Hermione replied.
'So.' Draco said pulling her closer to his warm body.
Hermione bit his lip in a 'come and get me' fashion, 'I'll come see you in your dorm later.' She said standing up dragging her body over his chest as she stood.
'You're killing me here.' Draco said as Hermione walked off with a pile of books.