AN: All right I'm doing just fine here...the majority of my reviews have been spectacular and the criticizm has been especially constructive. I'm going to continue now and this is where the story REALLY gets good I suppose..definitely rated R for a scene of a fairly exciting nature. ::winks:: FINALLY. So read and review as always! Thanks!!

OH another A/N: (sorry for the delay..) Uh so I don't know how difficult this is going to be for people to comprehend, but this chapter works best from HERMIONE'S point of view...So don't get confused, please, I'm not trying to mess with your minds er anything..So this is HERMIONE'S point of view now, okkay? Okay. ONWARD AND FORWARD!

Hermione left without the faintest idea of what she was doing. She had had it with Malfoy. No more letting him walk all over her and treat her like some kind of helpless child. It was time to take control. But where was she going? Hermione didn't even care at this point. She just had to get away. Maybe if she walked far enough, she would calm down before a violent explosion.

The sun was setting as Hermione found herself sitting under a tree by the lake. Tears slowly formed and fell from her large eyes, mostly out of frustration and rage. Hermione wondered where her friends were at this point. Dinner was certainly over, and they would be heading back to the common room right about now. Maybe they just didn't care enough to comfort her. Hermione quickly dismissed this thought, and scolded herself for her desperation and selfpity. She couldn't just sit alone, dwelling on her abandoned state of mind. But as she turned to leave, a dark shadow crept out from around the bushes.

"Harry?" Hermione questioned, heart race rapidly increasing. No answer. Hermione felt alone as the darkness closed in around her.

"Harry," She hissed, hoping this was a sick joke.

"Hello," The figure greeted her, and she could almost hear the smirk. As he stepped into the moonlight, his grey eyes became visible behind wisps of silvery blond hair. Hermione gasped and attempted to stiffle a scream.

"What do you want from me?" She asked, trying to sound as confident as possible, though her voice quivered.

"What are you doing here?" He questioned, ignoring her previous question.

"Why?" Hermione was not willing to back down now.

"What are you doing here?" Malfoy repeated.

"I could ask you the same thing," Hermione answered.

"I'm asking the questions here," Malfoy snapped as he violently grabbed her small wrist.

"What do you want from me?" She questioned as tears welled up in her eyes. Silence. Malfoy glared into Hermione's big, brown, tear-filled eyes with a look of hunger Hermione had never seen before. Before she could respond, he suddenly leaned down and harshly put his lips on hers.

Two worlds collided and emotions exploded as Hermione desperately tried to pull away. But his force was too strong. She couldn't think, she couldn't breathe. With her eyes shut tight, Hermione inhaled the sour scent of sweat and dirt. Repulsed, she tried to fight the suffocation. Hermione felt his pants tighten as her common sense began to function once again. She quickly jerked her knee up, fighting to escape. But Malfoy was one step ahead of her. He grabbed her leg and flipped her onto her back suddenly, pinning her uncomfortably to the ground.

"If you would only relax, I think you'll enjoy it," Malfoy smirked, venom dripping from his every word.

"Malfoy, why are you doing this to me?" She asked as he fingered the buttons on her shirt.

"Because I can," He said simply as he went back to work.

"Help me," Hermione pleaded outloud. Malfoy just smiled.

"Keep talking, Mudblood. Keep talking."

After about five minutes, Hermione found herself laying with her robes wadded up beside her. The only thing seperating Malfoy's sweaty body, from her smooth, delicate skin was the thin barrier provided by her plain white panties. Tears streamed down Hermione's face as she struggled every once in a while, but found herself too exausted to really fight back.

THUD!

In an instant, Hermione was free, able to run away. With the heat of Malfoy's body gone, her limbs took a minute to adjust to the cold air.

SMACK!

Grunts and cries came from the struggle on the ground in the dark. Hermione reached for the wand that was in her robe pocket.

"Lumos!" She whispered, as the end of her wand lit. Silence once more. Hermione directed her wand towards the whimpering figure that lay in a ball on the floor. It was Malfoy, bleeding and bruised on various parts of his body. Hermione gasped at the gory sight. But who was her rescuer? Hermione shone her light around, looking for the person she was forever grateful to.

"Hermione?" Asked a voice, out of breath, yet still soothingly familiar. Hermione spun around and found herself gazing into the shining green eyes of her hero.

A/N: Heeyyy all righty so I was going to continue but I think this leaves a little bit of suspense for me. I had a super great time writing this chapter but I'm not sure if it's any good so now would be an especially wonderful time to review becauese i'd like to know what i can do for the next scenes involving a sexual nature...possible improvements or maybe just to tell me it didn't suck so bad. Sooo review please, now that you've read it and I'll totally get back to writing soon!! Later, folks!