Love Sick

Chapter Three

Hermione was sitting on the couch the next day rehearsing how she would approach Draco. The thing was that she didn't know why she was being so suspicious. He took you to your bed. Hermione snorted at the thought and prayed that was all he did. In attempt to take her mind off of him, she picked up a book and quietly read to herself.

After she was through a few pages, Draco presented himself downstairs wearing a black dress shirt un buttoned showing his white t-shirt underneath and a dark blue jeans. He looked absolutely incredible, polished and sleek but at that thought Hermione felt self conscious. She only wore a simple baby t-shirt and black jeans. Hermione rose to her feet and walked over to where he stood. Draco arched his eye brow as she moved closer to him, she looked him up and down. Then glared him in the eyes.

"So you think you can take advantage of me while I'm sleeping?" Hermione said. Draco was taken back at her question.

"Of course not. What do you take me for?" Hermione opened her mouth to answer his question but he cut her off. "Don't answer that." Hermione smirked at him. She continued moving closer to him making him move against the book shelf.

"Do you think I'll believe you." Hermione said arching her eye brow angrily. Draco brushed his hair back and rolled his eyes. Hermione couldn't help but look him over once more. He looked more better up close and Hermione grunted at the thought.

"It doesn't matter if you believe me or not." Suddenly Hermione's hips were griped by his strong hands. Hermione tried to pull him off but he just pulled her closer to him. "You can't get away that easily." Hermione glared at him and tried once more to get his hands off of her. After a minute of struggling against his strong hands she gave up and looked at him.

"What the fuck do you want?" Hermione asked irritated.

"You." Draco dove in and kissed her lips before she had the chance to say anything. As soon as his lips touched her own she forgot what she was going to say. His lips felt soft against her lips and he gently licked her lower lip asking for entrance. Hermione parted her lips and his tongue plunged in. Unwillingly her hands made it around his neck and his grip loosened as one hand crept up her back.

If Hermione didn't love the taste of him and how gentle he was, she would have pulled him off but she was caught off guard. How can anyone that I loathe so much feel so good. Hermione remembered that intimate moment she had with him over a month ago and the thought of it along with his tongue massaging her mouth made her moan.

Suddenly she had felt hands crawl up her shirt making their way to her chest. Hermione moaned at the feeling and let him continue to massage her. He disconnected his lips from hers and started to gently kiss the skin between her neck and collarbone. Hermione tilted her head to make more room for him to kiss as his hands went under her bra, as he continued to play with her nipples.

The sound of the clock striking at noon made Hermione's mind come back to reality. He's touching you! Hermione put her hand around his shoulders and shoved him off with all the power she had. Since he had not expected that He easily collided against the book shelf.

"Aw! Fuck, what was that for?" Hermione glared at him angrily fixing herself and then out of no where she slapped Draco across the cheek making it tint red.

"Don't ever touch me again!" Hermione screamed and stalled off. She had no idea where she got the courage to hit him like that and why she had. After all she allowed it, but there was something else that made her do it. She couldn't admit to herself she enjoyed his touch, his kiss, his caresses. Hermione mentally kicked herself for allowing those thoughts to enter her brain.

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Hermione ran over to the Gryfindor Common room and found her two best friends playing a game of chess. Everyone was hanging around the room so it was hard for them to notice she walked in. She watched them intently, this was the only time she had noticed that Ron and Harry looked different. Something in there expressions made her feel unwelcome, as though she wasn't needed around any more.

Ron had one the round and jumped up screaming, "I told you I'd win!". Hermione knew that over the years he had gotten better at the game then anyone else. She also suggest he join the Wizard Chess Tournaments. When he finally finished gloating about the game he saw Hermione standing there watching them.

"Hermione? When did you come in?" Harry turned and saw Hermione standing there as well.

"I just came in. Hows it going guys?" Ron sat back down giving her space to sit next to him.

"Nothing much..." Ron answered

"What have you been doing lately? Hardly see you." Harry said.

"Well, nothing new that's for sure." Ron chuckled at her remark and Harry just nodded.

"Well, I was thinking since I have nothing to do today, we can hang out and stuff." Hermione said.

"That's kind of impossible, we have to practice for our next game." Harry said. Hermione looked over at him and nodded understandingly. She felt unwanted by his words, something else was up and she knew it had to do with not wanting to hang out with her.

"All right then. I'm just going to head to the library. Catch you later." Hermione said as she got up quickly and headed to the door. Great, what am I going to do. Today will be a total bore! Since she knew that Hogsmeade was open to the seventh year student anytime during the weekend she had decided to head there instead of the library.

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Hermione took a sip of her Mooncrave drink, which tasted better then her usual drinks. The taste of the chocolate mixed with soft white cream made her feel as though she was back at home. Her parent's would want to see her this Christmas if it wasn't for the Head Girl business she had to attend to, she too wanted to visit them. Hermione then heard a giggle coming from the table behind her and she couldn't help but look over to see.

Two young Hogwarts students talking, kissing and holding hands. The sight of them made her wonder how it would feel to have a boyfriend. Specially this year, I need someone to take the stress off me. Hermione turned back her attention to her drink, taking a few more sips.

The door bell rung as someone walked in. When she looked up to see who, Draco stood there in front of her. Hermione rolled her eyes at seeing him and stared out the window. Draco took the empty seat across from her and looked at her.

"Stop watching me like that." Hermione muttered as she took another sip from her drink. Draco smirked at her.

"You think highly of yourself don't you." Hermione glared at him.

"Is that what you came here for, to annoy me." Draco shook his head.

"Actually I came to apologize." That had made her laugh. Draco looked at her irritated. "What's so funny."

"You? Apologize? Whatever."

"Yea, why the hell not? You think you know so much about me don't you." Hermione snorted at that.

"Pretty much. Your arrogant, a snob, rude, annoying, smart mouth Slytherin..." Hermione stated. "..oh and don't forget a.." Hermione indented her fingers to extend on the word. "..Pure blood." Draco looked at her angrily and took her hand which made Hermione surprised.

"You don't know shit about me. That's just half of who I am." Draco said smirking at her. Hermione took her hand back.

"Is that so? Could have fooled me." Hermione replied sarcastically.

"Come on. Granger! Give me a chance. I promise you'll like it." Hermione glared at him. What is he on about?

"So you think that kissing me, touching me allows you to receive the chance."

"Pretty much." Hermione got up angrily.

"Leave me alone, Malfoy. For once you won't get what you want. Oh and don't think sneaking up on me will do the trick!"

"I won't leave you alone till you give me a damn chance."

"Your a JERK!" Hermione said loudly that the couple behind her earlier looked at her shocked.

"What the hell? Shut up, Granger! Your making a scene." He pulled her back down to her seat by her arm.

"No! What the hell is wrong with you? Why the sudden interest in me? For bloody sakes I'm a mud-blood in your eyes!" Hermione who was holding back the tears were slowly coming down her cheeks. Why she was crying had struck her oddly. Maybe because half of you wants him.

"Listen, People can change, just calm down." Draco said calmly. He took his hand and gently brushed her tear away. The gesture made her ease and decided that if he really and truly wanted her he would have to work harder then that.

"Prove it." Hermione dryly said as she rose to her feet and walked out the door.