Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters and the entire plot line of this story is pretty much made up by me. Neither J.K. Rowling nor Scholastic books are in any way affiliated with me or this story.

Rating: R for sex and possible violence

Ship: Draco/Hermione

Chapter 3: Sopping Wet

Author's Note: Here's the next chapter. It's got a bit o' smut going on. I hope those who complained are happy! Please Read and Review!

As Hermione lay in bed, she listened to the whispers of the excited girls around her. She wondered why she wasn't talking with them, why she was all alone. It suddenly occurred to her that none of these girls were her friends. Yes, she spoke to them on occasion, and she often shared things with them. But she didn't really care about any of them. And she knew they didn't care about her. It saddened her a bit to think that she was seventeen and still all alone. Was there something wrong with her?

sigh

She turned her back towards the whispers, facing the wall, and went to sleep.

By Saturday Hermione had already checked out eleven books from the library. She was now looking for somewhere to try out some of those new spells she'd read. They seemed rather complicated.

Harry and Ron were at Hagrid's, rejoicing over the fact that they hadn't had a single class with Slytherin yet.

As Hermione neared the Forbidden Forest (the best place for privacy in her mind) someone tapped her on the shoulder. When she turned to see who it was there was no one there. She turned in a full circle, and then spotted Riannoch. She smiled upon seeing her friend.

"Hey Hermione!" she said, giving Hermione a hug, and spilling all of Hermione's books.

"Oh, sorry." She said as she reached down to retrieve the fallen items. Reaching for a very simple looking book, she exclaimed

"I've been trying to get my hands on this book forever!"

Hermione was amazed. It seemed no one wanted to read the books she did. This was odd for her.

"Really? I bought it the other day at the bookstore." Hermione remembered the first time she met Riannoch.

"You did?" Riannoch asked, "I was looking for that one when I went in. You must have picked up the last copy."

Hermione, in a burst of mischief stuck out her tongue and said "ha-ha!" although she started laughing so hard and Riannoch with her, that neither had really comprehended the words.

They soon began to walk into the forbidden forest together. They didn't think anyone had seen them, but they were utterly mistaken.

Draco had been curious about this new girl who was put in Slytherin. She seemed friendly as all get out, and that was the problem. No Slytherin was that friendly. It just wasn't possible. So, he had followed her, when all the other seventh year Slytherins were gathered together playing poker and BS, she had quietly left, and no one but Draco had noticed.

And now he found her, consorting with a Gryffindor. Know-it-all Granger no less. He wanted to know if she was actually friends with this chic, or if she had a trick up her sleeve. So he followed them into the forest.

Hermione and Riannoch were walking and talking for a long time, before it occurred to Hermione that she had no idea where they were going. They had just come up upon a small lake. Well, it was actually part of a small river that widened just underneath a tiny waterfall. It was beautiful, except that Hermione had no idea how they'd gotten there.

"Wow, this is so cool!" Riannoch exclaimed.

"Is this where you were going?" Riannoch asked Hermione.

"Umm...actually, no." Hermione said.

Riannoch just gave her a look. Then she came very close to Hermione and said in a low voice, "lets go swimming."

"No," Hermione said, only half meaning it. Swimming would be really fun! She'd never done anything like this before.

"Oh come on," Riannoch drawled. She couldn't wait to get in the water.

Hermione looked at her and smiled. "Okay!" She said, the mischievous grin back on her face.

"Yes!" Riannoch was already pulling her clothes off, until she had nothing on but her silky green bra and panties.

Hermione was suddenly self conscious. 'What if someone sees us?' she thought in fear. But then she realized that if she hadn't known where this was, not many other people would either. So she stripped down to her lacey black bra and boy shorts underwear (they were her favorite pair) and ran in after Riannoch.

They swam around and played under the waterfall for a half hour. Then, while calming down from their last fit of laughter, Riannoch told Hermione that she would be going now. She needed to get to the library.

"All right," Hermione said, a bit sad that her friend had to go, but glad that she could practice those spells now.

Riannoch got out of the water and said a spell to dry herself off. In all Hermione's years, she had never used a spell like that before.

"You'll have to teach me that one." Hermione said with a splash, still having the time of her life in the water.

"Ok" Riannoch said with a wave. And then she was gone, leaving Hermione alone in the water.

She swam about for a bit longer, but it just wasn't as much fun once Riannoch had left.

Draco finally found them. He had been staying as far behind as possible, so as not to be noticed, and in doing so, lost them on occasion. Now he could see Hermione swimming around in the water. Riannoch was nowhere to be found. But Riannoch was suddenly the last thing on his mind when he saw Hermione ascend from the water.

Her hair was dripping and all over the place. She was wearing a lace bra and panties that covered nothing. He could see her nipples harden as the cold air hit them. The sight of her was making him so hot and heavy he could barely contain himself.

Hermione went to the rock wall that the water had been falling down. It's where she'd left her clothes. She began to get dressed, but it didn't do much good. The seat of her skirt was soaking wet, and her bra made the front of her shirt entirely see through.

"Oh well," she sighed to herself, still believing herself all alone. She was startled when she turned around and Draco Malfoy was behind her. He was staring at her in a way that didn't bode well.

She raised an eyebrow at him in greeting. He gave her a smirk back. Then suddenly she was being thrown against the rock wall. Draco held her there for a long minute and simply stared at her with fierce silver eyes. Hermione almost felt like he was asking her permission. But then she felt the length of Draco's body pressed against her. His mouth smashed down on hers and her world was rocked.

His hands smoothed down her body until he was gripping her bottom to the point of near pain. He pulled her closer to him. If she got any closer they'd be in the same body. His hips were grinding into her with amazing force, causing her to cry out with the pleasure and pain of it all. His lips locked with hers again, coaxing her into letting his tongue in. He bit down on her bottom lip and lapped up the bead of blood welling there.

He stopped for just a second and looked her in the eye. Hermione tried to hide it from him, but he could see the desire in her eyes. She liked what he was doing to her.

He started kissing her all over, his hands moving under her skirt to the front of her underwear. He cupped her there. Hermione was in tears now. Then suddenly he was gone from her, and Hermione nearly fell over, the entire earth tilting beneath her feet.

He gave her a chilling smile then sauntered off, looking smug.

Hermione was having a hard time catching her breath. She was absolutely lost. Dear lord, she was in trouble.

Draco stopped at the edge of the forest and thought about what had just transpired between him and the mudblood. He had seen her there, dripping wet, and looking like the most erotic sight he'd ever seen. He couldn't contain himself. He had wanted her more than any other girl ever. And he knew he was going to have her.