Chapter 7

Monday came all too fast, as always. Monday morning she stumbled into her potions class without first having breakfast and completely unprepared for the pop quiz that her beloved uncle had prepared for them. Knowing full well she had done horribly on the quiz, she continued working on making her potion.

Every class that day had seemed longer than the other and she collapsed on her bed, before throwing her books on the floor before heading down to dinner. It felt good to have food in her stomach, as she hadn't been in much of a mood to eat at lunch. She savored every bite of her pork and the apple cobbler.

After dinner she walked over to the library to try and get some of her homework done, figuring that she could research some things there in peace and quiet before going back to the dorms. The hall way was silent, so she was startled when she heard some one start to talk. It took her a little while that the voice was talking to her. She looked farther down the hall and saw Draco leaning against the wall to the right of her, right in front of the door entrance.

"What?" she asked stiffly, not catching what he had said before.

"I said, it's really deserted in these halls."

"Yeah, I guess so," was her response.

As she tried to walk past him through the door, he cornered her against the door frame.

"What are you doing?" she asked a little irritated and confused.

"You really don't know how sexy it is when you refuse me, do you?"

"That would have to be a no." She slipped out from underneath his arms. "Now, if you don't mind, I have homework that I need to do."

"That's funny; I don't see any of your books."

"Damn it," she scoffed at herself. "Oh well... I'll just have to take notes on the stuff and transfer."

"Or, you know, we could find something better and more useful to do with our time." He walked slowly towards her, cornering her.

"Or, you could go screw yourself, because u have a better chance with that than with me."

He smiled, "That's what I'm talking about...."

"Weird things turn you on Malfoy," she said with her eye scrunched up, not even caring that with each second he was getting closer to her.

"Yes, I suppose that's true. But you turn me on. And that's all I'm thinking about right now."

"Fuck you Malfoy."

"Only if you're the one doing it," he said before moving in and pressing his lips on her.

As hard as she tried she couldn't bring herself to stop him. Her mind was fighting with her body, but her body was winning. Slowly he opened her mouth with his tongue and moved his body slowly against hers. He wrapped one arm around her and up the back of her shirt, while he moved the other slowly, inch by inch, up the front.

A million things were running through her head right before the contact was made. But as soon as contact came they all flew out and she could only think about one thing, Draco and all that he was doing. 'Wait, I just said Draco,' she said in her head, 'Oh shit, what am I doing?!?!' She stopped and pushed him away.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" she more yelled than asked.

"You liked it," he stated plainly, not answering the question, but holding his lips.

"I didn't ask whether or not I liked it, I asked what you were doing."

"Well, in my head, you...."

Her jaw dropped open and she smacked him across the face before storming out of the Library.