A/N: Be forewarned..... this is the chapter...... that two become one.
Draco had searched the house, only to find that Hermione was no where around. "Well there's a breach of contract." Draco said outloud. He walked to the media room, and turned on the t.v. Flipping to a Monty Python re-run he waited, impatiently for Hermione to get home.
He heard the door slam at 5:00, and he glanced up from the t.v. He didnt see Hermione, but he knew it was her.
"Why aren't you ready yet? I just spent my afternoon getting ready for some event i dont even want to go to, and it's for you." Hermione looked absolutely stunning. Her hair was pulled back loosely, with several curls surrounding her face. She wore a floor length black dress, with a split on the side clear up to her hip, the neck look liked someone had stretched it out, revealing the right amount of cleavage, and strappy shoes.
"I didnt think you were coming home. Give me 30 and we can go." Draco shot up and apparated. Hermione just rolled her eyes, wondering still, why she was doing this for him.
"You dont know how much i appreciate this." Draco said squeezing her waist slightly.
"Yeah you should. You owe me big time. All i know is, they better have a well stocked bar." Hermione smiled to someone on the left, there were cameras flashing as the two walked into a huge building.
"I'll join you." Draco smiled to her, and for the first time that night, she didnt mind being there.
"And i thought i would be the first to hit the bar." Hermione sat down next to Draco and ordered a margarita.
"This was a bad idea." Draco sighed, taking another swig of beer.
"Ahhh. I see. Well, alcohol always solves problems." Hermione said sarcastically, stirring the margarita that was placed in front of her.
"At least tonight they are. Cheers." Draco tapped Hermione's class and finished off his beer.
"Ohhh. People talked about you and Misha for days." Hermione laughed freely. Her and Draco had acquired quite the collection of shot glasses infront of them.
"They probably talked more about us, then we talked to each other." Draco chortled pitifully.
"I never knew what you saw in her, though Ginny and i spent hours trying to figure it out." Hermione sighed, her laughing now subsiding.
"What about you Hermione? Why didnt you ever hook up at Hogwarts?" Draco looked at her, testing how much she was willing to confess in.
"But i did. Ron and i dated for the last two years of school, and the first year of freedom." Hermione defended.
"Right. Let me guess. You two were in love." Draco spat bitterfully.
"What's wrong with that?" Hermione asked finishing off her shot.
"Nothing." Draco paused, watching her. "But i'll bet you never experienced true passion." Draco smiled at her.
"What do you mean?" Hermione's thought process was very blurred.
"The deep wanting, every touch sending a sensation across your body, every kiss applying well needed pressure, the pure sweat, and heat of it all." Draco took a final swig of his beer and pushed the bottle away.
"Kiss me." Hermione demanded, simply yet firmly.
"What?" Draco looked at her confused.
Before he realized it, Hermione had pressed her lips against his. He felt the sensation spread across his body, starting at his sore lips. Her hand rested softly on his cheek, providing warmth. He cupped her delicate face in his hands and kissed her back.
"Let's get outta here." Draco whispered finally breaking away.
"Wont they miss you?" Hermione asked, opening her eyes slowly.
"They wont even know we're gone." he kissed her again. Stopping quickly he grabbed her jacket, and put a hand on the small of her back, escorting her to the exit.
The two burst into their room, barely able to contain themselves, kissing each other frantically. Draco stripped the jacket from Hermione's shoulders, and continued to kiss her. In a matter of seconds the two were lying on the bed, peeling each other's close off. Hermione straddled Draco kissing him passionately, feeling the heat he described.
Draco rolled her over, and pressing his naked body to hers, he trailed kisses from her lip to the tip of her shoulder, and back. Her hands were sprawled across his back, breathing heavily. Coming back to her neck he trailed more down her neckline and to her chest. Hermione pressed Draco's body to her, and let out a gasp as his mouth did wonders to her body. Draco continued to tease and prod, exploring every body part, for what seemed like, to Hermione, ages.
"Quit toying with me Malfoy." Hermione whispered running her hands through his hair. Answering her request, Draco kissed her once more, before sliding himself into her.
Hermione let out a loud gasp as Draco began to press in and out of her slowly. His strong arms were placed by Hermione's head and she felt protected here, in their little realm. As the pressure built up in both of them their movements quickened, everything becoming frenzied. Finally they both bodys became one, and Draco collapsed ontop of her, panting, never feeling passion quite like that.
Draco rolled off of Hermione and kissed her cheek, she smiled modestly, before closing her eyes and falling asleep, for the first time, since she'd been at the mansion.
Draco on the other hand, turned on his side, and stared at the darkness. The buzz in his head was mild, still allowing him to think straight.
"I didnt enjoy that. I didnt enjoy that." Draco's head screamed. But he knew better. He felt it in her touch and the way he treated her. He took his time, getting to know her, taking advantage of her.
"Oh god." The thought suddenly crossed his mind. She was obviously drunk, and unaware of what she had just done, and he had allowed it. He just knew he was in for some trouble tomorrow.
Unlike all the girls that came before, Draco for the first time, cared about the woman's feelings lying beside him.
