A/N- OK, sorry about the whole fake chapter (not really)…so I went over in my head about who's gonna be at the door- Ron? No he's staying crazy. Harry? Too obvious…or is it? Sorry it took so long to post another chapter, thanks for reviewing and Goddess bless.

Disclaimer- Not mine.

Six- I hate you

Hermoine pushed away, shoving Draco roughly to the side: "This never happened."

Draco didn't answer her, his eyes were locked solely on the door. Hermoine stood, pulling on a hotel robe, she crawled to the door, calling: "Who is it?" the pounding continued, "Who's there?" the pounding stopped, there was now nothing but complete silence.

"I don't like this," Hermoine whispered, glancing at Draco, she suddenly felt very dirty.

"Malfoy I think you should leave." he gave no indication that he had heard her, "Malfoy, you need to leave."

Draco sprung to the door faster than any man should move, throwing it open…

No one.

"Malfoy get back here and put some clothes on, someone will see you!"

"You wanted me too leave," he growled glaring at the empty hallway, "I'm gone." his voice was completely monotone- void of all expression, he stepped naked out into the hall, slamming the door behind him.

Hermoine let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding. "What the hell was that?" she pondered for a while before rubbing her arms in shame.

"He touched me…" she shuddered in revulsion, "He, Draco Malfoy, king of the purebloods, touched me. I think I'm going to be sick."

Please, you liked it. taunted an eerie voice behind Hermoine's optical lobe.

"No! he-"

You liked it, you liked it, you liked it, you like-

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Hermoine cried, "Leave me alone!"

As you wish, but you still liked it.

Hermoine threw up her hands in defeat, ran to the bathroom and turned the shower to scalding- she would burn his vile, unwanted touch from her flesh…

A/N- Yeah…I need to stop reading erotic romance stories in different time periods…the one I'm reading now is in ancient Rome…can you hear the oddly used words?

Draco had made it to his room without being seen.

He was now sprawled lethargically naked across his bed, lying face down, trying to beat his brain into submission.

"Her!" he growled, "Why her?" she disgusts me, she, she…" he trailed off lost in thought.

"Enthralls you?"

Draco sat up and searched wildly around the room.

"Who's here?"

"Why, God, of course."

Draco let out a laugh as Serverus Snape stepped out from thin air.

"You know, Draco," he started carefully, "I always thought you had a thing for her."

Draco shrugged, "In school tormenting her was a game, now she's just a job perk." Snape's eyebrow rose, "Really?" his voice was black ice, "Then could I have her when you're done? I believe I can find something for her to s-"

"Snape, why are you here?"

"Your father is getting stronger, he can summon the mark, so I am here to help you and Miss Granger."

"Ah…I see."

"Do you?" his lip curled up into a seedy snarl.

Draco sighed, "No, Serverus, I don't."

"Miss Granger asked for information, did you give it to her?"

"No."

"Good. I advise you not to. You could put both your lives at great risk."

"Why?"

Snape smiled- "He knows where you are."

Draco blanched- "How?"

Snape tapped his forearm, then pointing at Draco's he grinned vehemently, "I told you he was getting stronger, he's wired the mark to see where all the Death Eaters hide." Draco swallowed a lump of terror in his throat. He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a sharp rapping on the door. Snape grinned, "Looks like Little Miss Granger wants to talk to you." with that he slid back into the shadows.

Draco pulled a set of robes on haphazardly, and crossed to the door, opening it halfway, he was met with liquid mahogany eyes.

"Granger."

"I…we…what we did…it never happened."

He smiled innocently, "Of course."

"You came into talk…" her voice was desperate and Draco wasn't sure who she was trying to convince, him or herself.

"We argued."

"Yes." she sighed with relief. Draco grinned devilishly:

"You screamed."

Hermoine glared up into his insolent face: "What?"

"You screamed," he smiled broadly, "Granger, you really are quite the little hellcat." Hermoine's face flushed a deep crimson.

Hissing she began, "If I screamed-"

"It was for me." he knew he was hitting buttons.

Hermoine stuttered on a reply, finally coming up with: "You sadistic bastard!"

He swung the door open, revealing his scantly clad form, "Want more, Granger? I'd be willing to give it another go." he thrust his slowly growing erection her way.

"I hate you!" she whispered icily, "No, I loathe you!"

"You still screamed for me Granger, that doesn't change."

A rustling towards his back told him that Snape was moving, Hermoine tried to look over his shoulder, but he was too tall for her.

"Who's in there with you?"

"Jealous?" he purred.

She scoffed, "Hardly."

"you could join us," he laughed silently at the fear on her face, "but only if you want."

Without another word she spun on her heel- her body tense and her eyes full of an endearing confusion.

A low chuckling sounded at Draco's shoulder.

"A job perk?" he motioned with his head at Draco's erection, "What job perk does that?" Draco rolled his eyes, giving an angry groan he pushed the door closed and strode to the bathroom. Ignoring Snape's low chuckle, Draco turned the shower on, making sure the dial was on cold before trying to drown himself and cool down his boiling blood.

"Asshole!" Hermoine ranted, "Fucking asshole!"

The window curtains fluttered and Hermoine nearly jumped out of her skin. "Only a vent, only a vent." she chanted, brushing out her hair.

A hand grabbed her shoulder and turned her around.

Emerald green eyes with round glasses, topped by unruly black hair, encased in a tall, thin, well muscled frame, came into her view.

"Harry…"

A/N- Not much of a cliff hanger but oh well. I was told to bring Harry back, who was at the door though? Snape? I don't know- send reviews, and Goddess bless.