Chapter 5:
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot! (wipes away a tear) Wish I owned Draco!
Draco paced around his room twirling his ring. I slept with her! Oh shit! I slept with Granger! Mistake big Mistake! I have no fcuking clue what she expects now! And to make matters worse she was a virgin until I got to her! Draco thought to himself.
His body stiffened as he heard Hermione calling his name. The passion that took over his body the night before erupted inside him. His knees grew weak as he heard her footsteps on the stairs.
He let out a painful breath as she knocked on the door. "Draco can I come in?" she called through the door.
"Yes!" he said failing miserably to yell. His eyes bulged as she stepped into his safe haven. He watched as she quickly closed the door and walked to his desk and sat down.
"We need to talk!" she said. Nodding Draco sat down on the edge of his bed.
"About last night, I'm sor-"Hermione interrupted him.
"Don't apologize for something that was beautiful." Hermione said. He stared into her eyes and this time she felt nothing but love for the man sitting across from her. Hermione got up and walked over to Draco. He caught his breath as she pushed him back onto his bed.
She slowly pulled Draco's shirt over his head. He groaned as he felt himself become aroused. He lifted himself up by his elbows and watched Hermione undo his pants. Tired of waiting he threw Hermione onto his bed and undressed her. Without waiting she spread her legs to allow him entrance. He moaned as he lowered himself into her.
His face scrunched up in concentration as Hermione screamed his name. Finally he reached his climax. He thrusted himself inside her a few last times emptying himself.
Draco laid quietly while Hermione slept peacefully on his bare chest. He brushed a single strand of hair out of her left eye. Finally, he thought as he held her, I have found the love of my life. But does she love me? No, probably not! I was mean to her! But she let you fcuk her twice! Yes but still.
Draco looked down at the woman of his dreams. He sighed and closed his eyes breathing in her scent. He wanted to remember every part of her. Her smile, her touch, her laugh, her eyes, her legs, her. He needed her and bad.
Draco groaned as he felt himself grow hard. "Shit!" he said climbing out of bed and grabbing a towel. He slammed the bathroom door open and was greeted by her scent. "Fcuk!" he said.
Draco yanked the shower door open and turned the cold tap onto full blast.
"Gotta stop thinking about her!" he said as he flung himself into the shower. He pulled his breath in sharply as the freezing water hit his perfectly chiseled body. An image of Hermione riding him flashed before his eyes and his erection was so hard it was almost painful.
Draco emerged from the shower twenty minutes later. He quickly and quietly got dressed being extra careful not to look at Hermione. Smiling he left her sleeping in his bed.
He placed his trademark smirk on his pink lips and donned his nasty attitude. No matter what happened at home of with Granger he was still a Slytherin. No matter how mush he wanted to change he was what he was and everybody would believe him a poser if he did try to change. So he was stuck being a good for nothing Slytherin.
A tear threatened to trickle down his cheek and he quickly dropped to his knees pretending to tie his shoe. He discretely wiped his eyes on the hem of his robes and walked straight into Potter and Weasly.
Oh god! He thought. What if they notice? I must smell like her! He side stepped the boys and raced to the dungeons. Five minutes later he slipped into a cool chair in thw back of his Potions class.
Hermione awoke at that point. She sat up and looked around confused. She took in the green's sliver's and black's. I must be in Draco's room she thought. Her heart began racing. She hurriedly put on her robes and ran to class. She slipped into her chair beside Harry ten seconds before the bell rang.
Without meaning to she scanned the room for Draco's blonde head. She spotted it and her heart filled with bliss. He turned his head and winked. Draco threw a crumpled piece of paper to her and she read the words: Can't tonight I gotta study!
Hermione groaned inside. Maybe it was a mistake to fall for him. She turned her attention to Professor Snape.
Hermione walked out of the Great Hall that night after dinner. Her spirits ebbed away with each step she took to her dorm. She muttered the password and deciding that she was too tired to climb the stairs laid down on the couch and closed her eyes.
Draco sat in his dorm room listening for her footsteps. Did she go spend the night in Gryffindor Tower? He thought. He decided to go check her room. He crossed through the bathroom to find her bed empty.
Panic settled inside Draco. Where the fcuk is she? He thought wildly. He pulled her door open and tripped over his shoelace. He fell noisly down the steps. Hitting his ass bone every other step.
Once he was safely on his feet he spotted her asleep on the couch. He let out a huge breath and limped forward. It wasn't until he was kneeled down beside her that he noticed the blood trickling down her neck.
He stared at her dumbfounded before he realized that she wasn't breathing.
A/N Sorry about the cliffhanger. Had to leave it this way. Who eles hated 'The Forgotten'? Annie I'm sorry that I now have you addicted but you've got me addicted to Ashlee Simpson.
This is who I am now!
My nails are black
Hair is curly
Hate being up
This fcuking early!