Beyond Control

Chapter 3 Promises Made

By lightningkitty

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"I...I..." Hermione stuttered. She could smell him, a sweet scent, yet cold as the night air. She could feel his breath on her face. God, this wasn't happening.

Draco smirked.

Hermione looked into his eyes.

"Hmmm... speechless are we? Maybe I can fix that." Draco whispered , as he closed the gap between them and kissed her.

God, kissing her was like nothing else. All the passion he had for her for the last four years poured out into her. He felt like his soul was on fire. He couldn't breathe, but it didn't matter. He couldn't stand it. He ran his tongue over her teeth, begging her to let him in. She hesitated. He almost cried out loud. She opened her mouth. He ran his tongue all around inside her mouth. She tasted like...strawberries? Yes, that was it, but it was a creamy taste. God, he could go on like this forever.

"Excuse me dears, would you like anything off the cart? We've reduced all the prices." The old witch said as she came towards them with the cart. Hermione and Draco jumped apart as if someone had just shocked them both and looked around like startled rabbits, gasping for breath.

"No thank you" Draco managed to gasp out.

"Very well'" she replied and left.

Both Draco and Hermione sat on the leather seats gasping for air. When Hermione had finally caught her breath, she stood up. Draco saw her and stood up too.

"Well then." He said, "Shall we pick up where we left off?" He asked, grinning slyly.

Hermione walked over to him in two quick strides and slapped him across the face.

"You have some nerve!" she shouted. "You know full well that Harry and I are going out!"

"Well you didn't seem to resist!" he shouted back at her.

"I'm going to make rounds. If I see you again I will slap you in front of the entire school!" she yelled as she stormed out of the compartment and slammed the door.

The second she left, part of her wanted to go right back in and continue where they had stopped. But his comment had scared her. Why hadn't she resisted? Although, she had to admit, that was the best kiss she had ever had. What if he told Harry? He surly wasn't that stupid was he? She didn't want to go back in there, but there was no other choice. She turned around, opened the door and stuck her head through. She was surprised to see Draco with his head in his hands crying.

"Ummmm, Malfoy?" Hermione said.

Draco looked up.

You have to promise me that you won't tell Harry about this. Just pretend it never happened." Hermione said.

Draco nodded.

"Well, thanks."

She closed the door. God, he had been crying. Over her? That just didn't make sense. The all-powerful Draco Malfoy, who walked around breaking girls hearts just like they were No. 2 pencils, had been crying over her. Life is so confusing.

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Draco Malfoy sat in the compartment thinking. What the hell? Why was he crying? Her slap did hurt like a bitch, but somehow he didn't think that was it. Part of it maybe, but not all of it. Well, he knew he liked her. Ever since third year when she had slapped him. She had dared to slap him. The almighty pureblood Draco Malfoy. That Mudblood had dare slap him. She had defiled him by touching him with her filthy hands. God, he hated her. He totally despised every single part of her. Her face, her hands, arms, shoulders, legs, feet.Every single part of her being he hated. He even despised the cells that she was made up of. Her. All of her. And yet, he was totally, completely obsessed with her. She had had the nerve to stand up to him, no matter how many times he made fun of her, no matter how many times he had put her down. She stood up to him. He admired her for it. He had started following her around, plotting revenge. But as he saw her around her friends, he realized, she was an amazing person. There was more to her than just a know-it-all. She was talented, bright, and funny. Not exactly pretty, but he was sure that would change with the years. And it had. Now, she had beautiful chestnut hair falling in graceful ringlets down to her waist. Round shaped hazel eyes that were always looking for knowledge. A beautiful figure with round breasts and a nice butt. God, he wanted her. Every single part of her. Her face, her hands, arms, shoulders, legs, feet.Every single part of her being he wanted. He even wanted the cells that she was made up of. Her. All of her. But there was a problem. Potter. He was now currently going out with her. They said they loved each other. But Draco could tell they didn't. He saw in their eyes. It was just attraction. He would get her. He would have her. No one else could have her except him. He was determined to get her. And he would. At any cost.

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A/N: Sorry that this chapter is so short! I had about ten minutes of free time and wanted to update instead of leaving it in a cliffie. Please review and tell me what you think.