Crazy in Love

Second Verse!

Disclaimer: Song belongs to lyrical genius that is Eminem, and the characters belong to JK Rowling!

A/N: Thankyou to all the people who reviewed! YAY! I am so happy people liked it, I was worried at first, but it has seemed to be quite a hit. Here is the commencement, the last verse. Enjoy!

You're the ink to my paper, what my pen is to my pad, the moral the very fibre the whole substance to my rap.

Hermione walked into the room, with nothing on but a towel. Draco's mouth dropped open at the sight. He was lying on the bed, still naked from the night before. He sat up and scooted to the end of the bed just to be closer to her.

She was ethereal, an absolute angel….. in disguise. She gave him a wicked smile and dropped the towel. She sauntered over to him and sat on his lap.

Draco gasped. The feeling of her soft smooth skin aroused him instantly. She was so addictive, so passionate, he didn't know what he would do if she ever left him. Even her fiery, bitchy attitude couldn't deter him. She was his, always his.

He wrapped his arms around her and flipped them over so she was beneath him. She threw her head back in ecstasy as he filled her once more. He never got tired of doing this with her. She was amazing. He couldn't stress this enough. Draco Malfoy, falling for Goody Two Shoes Granger.

He remembered the first time he started to think differently of her. She was sitting in the Great Hall, with that idiot boyfriend of hers, Seamus or whatever, and in front of everyone, he slapped her. He stood up and was yelling something at her, and before he could even think of jumping up, she stood and landed a very hard and painful blow to his family jewels. He could practically hear every male in the Hall groan. Seamus fell to the ground, barely able to breathe.

Hermione had stomped out of the hall, not before she caught his eye. What he saw there, he would never forget. There was no pain, no sadness, just pure anger. He respected her so much after that. Every girl he had ever seen had cried when being slapped, but she just got angry. He admired her.

After that, he couldn't get her off his mind. He tried to ask her out but she just told him to fuck off, thought it was a joke. Not until he cornered her in a hallway and kissed her with all he had. They had been together ever since.

You are my reason for being, the meaning of my existence, if it wasn't for you, I would never be able to spit this as intense as I do, and the irony is that you rely on me as much as I rely on you to inspire me like you do.

He looked at her as she lay beside him. Her beautiful chocolate coloured hair splayed out on the pillow, her porcelain face so serene and peaceful.

He propped himself up on his elbow and just looked at her. He just couldn't believe what she did to him. It was like she was his other half, she completed him. They had this love/hate relationship that worked so well.

They were both fucked in the head, and they loved it. She was the reason he wanted to live. If she walked away, he would die.

She began to stir. Her eyes opened and focused on him, and she realized he was staring. She blushed a beautiful shade of pink, and he laughed.

"Hermione Granger, blushing? Well, never thought I would see the day!"

She swatted him playfully on the arm.

"Shhh. It's not very often, so enjoy it while you can"

He smirked.

"I can arrange that"

They didn't come out of the room for a while.

You provide me the lighter fluid, the fuel to my fire; you're my entire supply, gas, the match and igniter. The only way that I am able to stay so stable is you're the legs to my table, if you were to break, I'd fall on my face. But I am always going to make you feel I don't need you as much as I really need you so you don't use it to your advantage.

Afterwards, when they were having lunch in the Great Hall, Hermione turned to him.

"Draco, do you need me?"

He looked at her with a look of confusion. What did that mean?

"I have no idea what you are talking about"

She looked at her food.

"Well, I always see this look in your eyes, like if I tell you in a fight that I am going to leave, you look jealous or angry, or even helpless"

He stared at her. How did she see that?! He was always good at hiding his feelings, but he realized that when you meet the one that you will spend forever with, they can always see your soul, no matter how much experience you have in hiding it from the world.

"Well, of course I need you, but not that much. I can go on in the world without you, if I really needed to"

She nodded and continued eating. How could he lie to her? He knew the moment he said those words that they were completely untrue. He loved her with every fibre of his being. If she left, he would be a shell. He would be nothing, only half the man he was now.

He knew he was saying this to her, because if she ever knew how much he truly needed her, she would use it against him in the future. Which was probably why she was asking him at this moment. Bitch. God he loved her.

You are the word that I am looking for when I am trying to describe how I feel inside and the right one just wont come to my mind. You are the pillar that props me up, the beam that supports me, the bitch who never took half, the wife who never divorced me.

They spent the rest of the day walking around the school. It was the weekend. Bless weekends, he didn't know how he would get through the year if he didn't get some time away from those little snot nosed kids that he taught in Potions.

Now that he experienced it, he knew how Snape felt back when he was at Hogwarts.

At least he had Hermione right there with him. She helped him along, she was his rock, as he was hers. They helped each other, when they weren't having sex or nearly killing each other.

He looked around Hogwarts and remembered his time there. He saw the tree that he was cornered against when Hermione punched him in the face. He was terrified of her after that. He saw the spunk she had inherited, but he would be damned if he ever told her that.

Your like the root to my evil you let my devil come out me, you let me beat the shit out you before you beat the shit out me. No matter how much, too much is never enough, maybe cause were crazy in love.

"Hermione?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you"

"I love you too, Draco"

"How much?"

"Why are you asking me this?"

"Because I want to! Answer me"

Hermione stared at him. He was so cute when he was angry. She walked up to kiss him and he pushed her away. She was shocked. He saw it in her eyes.

Damn her looking so gorgeous. She was too hard to stay angry at. In that moment she brought out his inner devil, and he scooped her up and took her to the bed. She giggled, like this is what she had planned all along.

"As much as the universe" She whispered.

He sighed happily. He hopped on top of her, but before he could do anything, she placed her hands on his chest. He looked confused. She smiled devilishly, but still held the spark of an angel in her eyes. How she did that he had no idea.

"Let me go crazy on you, Draco" She said huskily.

Draco couldn't have asked for more.

The End.

I hope you liked it. I know its crap…or is it?