Hermione placed her arms gently around Draco's broad back, clasping her fingers together and enveloping him in a cloud of perfume. His usually rigid body softened at her touch, and she found herself closing in the awkward space between them. They were like two perfect pieces of a puzzle, every single one of her curves fit perfectly in his.

Draco sighed, inhaling the scent of Hermione that he had long forgotten. How nice it felt to be in such close quarters with her again. He slowly rocked Hermione back and forth to the soft beat that was coming from corners of the great hall.

Please remember, please remember

I was there for you
And you were there for me
Please remember, our time together
The time was yours and mine
While we were wild and free
Please remember, please remember me

Closing her eyes, Hermione followed Draco's steps, swaying softly to the music, feeling the warmth of his hands on her lower back. "This is magical.." She whispered so softly that she thought no one had heard.

"Yea? It's a miracle." Draco murmured, his lips barely moving. He shifted, leaning his cheek on Hermione's head, tightening his hold on her waist.

And how we laugh and how we smile
And how this heart was yours and mine
And how a dream was out of reach
I stood by you, you stood by me
We took each day and made it shine
We wrote our names across the sky
We ride so fast, we ride so free
And I knew that you had me

"Draco?" Hermione surprised herself as his name rolled smoothly off the tip of her tongue.

"Yea, Hermione?" Draco said with a slight hesitation, wondering what had made her call him by his first name.

She sighed, wondering about her sudden urge to use his name. "Mm. Nothing."

Please remember, please remember
I was there for you
And you were there for me
Please remember, our time together
The time was yours and mine
While we were wild and free
Please remember, please remember me

They swayed back and forth, both too lost in their own thoughts to realize that the song had ended, leading into a new song, and random couples had joined them on the dance floor, surrounding them in a thick ring of human bodies.

Finally Draco shifted so that he was about an arms length away. He smirked as he watched Hermione's face furrow with confusion as to why he had moved away.

"What?" Hermione glared up at him as he glanced quizically at her.

"I was just wondering if you would kiss me back if I kissed you." A smile flitted across his face.

"You really think I would do-" Hermione was cut off by a pair of lips covering her own, dissolving any questions she had.

As their soft warm kiss ended, Hermione batted her eyelashes, a bashful smile curling on her face. She looked into Draco's serious gray eyes, and felt herself sinking slowly into the gorgeous gray pools.

Draco, taking her silence as an invitation for more, captured her lips in another slow tentative kiss, and this time, their lips never parted, their tongues swirling around in an exotic dance. He couldn't take it anymore. He needed her now, and fast. "You wanna get out of here?" He asked in between kisses.

She left small repetitive kisses on his lips, causing him to smirk, knowing that she wanted the same thing.

Hermione wrapped her legs around Draco's waist, and he carried her out of the hall, stumbling as he continued to kiss her, oblivious to the watchful eyes of their peers. He stumbled for quite a way, winding through corridors and through hallways until he finally found what he was looking for, a closet.

Hermione felt her hormones raging out of control as she clung to Draco's sturdy masculine body. The one thing that she had promised herself never to do, she was doing. The adrenaline rush that accompanied the forbidden actions rushed through her blood, leaving her wanting more. She felt Draco backing her up against a stony wall and winced as she felt her bare back meet the cold stone.

"You alright?" He breathed huskily. His tongue flicked across the nape of her neck, tracing her jawline and finishing its journey at her lips. Moaning into his mouth, she wrapped her legs tighter around him, drawing him close enough to feel the growing hardness in his pants. She unlocked her lips from his and trailed them down his neck, nibbling and sucking on his collarbone as he moaned with pleasure. Hermione smirked, knowing that she had that kind of effect on him.

A strong hand pawing at the hem of her dress brought her back from her thoughts and she let out a small gasp of surprise. She tore her lips away from Draco's swollen ones as he continued nipping on her neck and feeling up her thighs. 'Oh God,' Draco thought, burying his face into Hermione's breasts. 'Oh God.'

Hermione jerked away from him, just as he slid his hands into her panties, ready to pull them from her body. "What are you doing?" She stared into his feverish eyes, waiting for an appropriate answer, but instead Draco grabbed her again, pushing her up against the closet door. Smirking at her full voluptuous breasts, he began his way down her shoulder, licking and biting against her wishes. As he roamed her shivering body with his tongue, his hand reached behind her, pulling down the zipper to her dress as fast as he could, ripping the dress from her bare breasts.

Hermione trembled, watching his eyes feast on her full round chest. Her eyes never left his lips as they traveled down her body, leaving love marks where ever they stopped, caressing and nibbling her erect nipples. "No, no, get off!" She screamed, thwacking Draco with her petite fists, trying to push him off of her. "Grr. GET OFF!" She flung her fists at his chest.

"You wanna play it rough huh?" Draco muttered diliriously soaking up the beautiful figure in front of him, eager to explore the body he had been deprived of for too long. He rammed his tongue into Hermione's mouth, exploring and licking as his hands made their way down to the most private part of a woman's body, teasing and taunting her as his fingers brushed gently past her soft curls.

"Please, please." Hermione begged, tears falling onto her bare skin. She covered her face with her palms, shamed at the events unfolding in front of her. "Please, stop, stop. Please...Draco.."

Her tearstained face finally drew Draco out of his dilirious state. Glancing around him, he fell to his knees, unwilling to believe what he had just done. What he had come close to doing...

"Hermione...no.." Tears trickled down Draco's face as he reached for Hermione's hand, begging for forgiveness. "Please...I-I never meant to go that far." He wrapped himself around her leg, shutting himself out from the pounding and the kicking that Hermione showered upon him. He wasn't going to let go. He wasn't going to let go. Not this time, not ever. Hermiones hand met his face in a sharp slap and his arms fell, clutching his throbbing cheek, but most of all his throbbing heart.

Hermione ran back to her dorm, unable to concentrate on anything else. How could she have been so damn stupid? She had fallen for his stupid trick! All he wanted to do was get in her knickers! How could she have been so bloody clueless and so certain that he was a changed man? She threw herself into the showers scrubbing herself raw until she was sure that all the filth had been washed away.

Draco stumbled into the Heads Common room, his eyes darting back and forth as his mind went crazy. 'I could have raped her. I could have hurt her. What the fuck was I doing?' He thought as he smashed into the sofa, tears stains apparent on his pale face, before he grabbed a handful of floo powder, getting away from this place and going to drown his thoughts in the way he knew best.

"JEROME'S" Draco's voice cracked as he stepped into the emerald flames.

Seconds later, Draco found himself in a darkened bar, the neon words "Jerome's strip club/bar" flashing annoyingly in his face. He headed over to the bar watching as witches wearing nothing but very transparent bras straddled poles on a stage, licking their lips seductively at the men coming in.

"What can I get you, mate?" An aging bartender asked, leaning heavily on the counter.

"A double shot of Bloody Mary." Draco replied, tearing his eyes momentarily away from a witch sitting with her legs wrapped around a customer's neck, allowing him full access to all her feminine features.

"Her'ya go." The bartender slid a glass full of bloody red liquid to Draco, which he promptly drained, sighing as he felt the caustic alchohol running through his veins. 'Bloody, that felt damn good.'

"ANOTHER!"

I KNO I KNO! gahh Hermione's personality is fluctuating like crazy and i dunno what to do! the story is slowly going down the drain..oh poo

btw - huge thanks to my reviewers! props to you ALL!!

i am open to all suggestions you may have to make my story better! toodles.