Harry and Draco carried a stumbling Ron through the door. Trying desperately to be quiet, Harry and Draco apparated Ron to his bedroom.

"Hey man, that was fun." Harry said awkwardly to Draco, when they reached to top of the stairs.

"Yeah, it was great." Draco tried to muster up some form of enthusiasm, but both knew they were only doing this for the sake of Hermione.

"I'd better make sure he doesn't hurt himself." Harry opened Ron's door and disappeared, while Draco walked down the hall to his bedroom.

Opening the door quietly, Draco tip toed to the bathroom, brushed his teeth, then tip toed back to his side of to the bed.

"have fun?" Hermione flicked on a light, freezing Draco in his place. She was sitting on the lounge chair in a corner. Her arms were crossed and she looked at him with fierce anger.

"Yeah, actually i did." Draco said, competing with her.

"Well good, im glad. Because, Ginny and I sat here, wondering where the hell you allwere." Hermione almostshrieked, standing up and glaring at him.

"What do you care where i am, you were probably glad to have me out of the house. If what pissed you off was us leaving the dishes for you two to do, then i'm sorry. Heaven forbid you girls lift a finger to help." Draco rolled his eyes, turning to his side of the bed.

"Excuse me? Don't you dare talk to me like that. I do a lot around here. I practically cleaned this house from top to bottom. I make dinner for you all the time, and it had nothing to do with the stupid dishes. It has to do with the fact that we're married, you should tell me when your leaving." Hermione started toward him, but the look on his face stopped her from coming any closer.

"Oh, i'm so proud of you Hermione. But here's a news flash. Neither of us want this marriage, and i'm not required to 'check in' with you, or tell you where i'm going." Draco threw back the covers and then walked to the window.

"Listen, i made all the changes around here. you're still in the house you grew up in, you still have all your furniture, your rooms, everything. I made all the sacrifices. And youdo have to check in with me Draco. I'm your wife. Wether you like it or not. I'm the best thing you've got right now, so deal with it." Hermione got the courage to approach him further, but was forever watchful of his body language, that's when she noticed that his body went riggid.

"Like hell you are. I dont need you. You're just an accessory. I'd keep that in mind the next time you want to question me. You understand me?" Draco seemed deadly, and for the first time, Hermione feared him. He tooked a few steps toward her, and looked her square in the eye.

The tention grew between them, Draco took two more steps closer, and was in her face. Slowly, but steadily, Draco leaned down and kissed Hermione firmly. Hermione laced her arms around Draco's neck, as his firm, strong arms, wrapped around her tiny waist.

"What are you doing?" Hermione whispered, her breath catching in her throat.

"What's it feel like im doing?" Draco replied, attempting to kiss her again, only to be met by Hermiones hand.

"You come in here,telling me you dont need me and everything else, and now your kissing me? What the hell is wrong with you?" Hermione asked, her temper rising again.

"There's a lot wrong with me." Draco whispered seductively, grabbing Hermione's arm and kissing her again.

The need for each other was great between the two, and in this moment of passion, it was all about them. Draco picked Hermione up, and while still kissing her, dropped her onto the bed. Hermione meticulously started to unbutton Draco's shirt.

Draco couldnt deny the fact that this was what he truly wanted, and that she was more than just an accessory in his life. But so long as they argued, there would always be this deep passion between them.

Hermione wanted Draco just as much, she never truly got over their night together, even if she was drunk. She continued to unbutton his sirt, pulling the tail ends out of his pants, and pushing the shirt off his shoulders. She grabbed his pants and gradually unzip them.

Draco grabbed Hermione's hands, placing them above her head, he slid her nightgown off. Hermione returned to his jeans, focusing intently on getting them off.

When she finsihed, Draco left trails of kisses from her lips to the end of her shoulder and back to the base of her neck, down her collar bone, and began to coddle her left breast. Hermione ran her hands softly around Draco's back, breathing heavily. He continued to suckle her nipple as they hardened. Hermione rolled over on top of Draco, and deliberately placed kisses down his torso. Reaching the brim of his boxers Hermione looked up at him and smiled. Sliding off his boxers, Hermione for the first time committed herself to Draco in a new way. It was no longer just for the ecstacy of it all, she was doing this to please him, and she showed it in her actions.

"Hermione, you have no idea what you do to me." draco shifted his weight, eyes closed in a state of complete euphoria. She was doing things to him, no girl had ever done before. He felt his temperature start to rise and his body trying to convulse, he took control of the situation, rolling Hermione onto her back. Draco put a finger on Hermione's lips and she gently kissed it, he then ran his finger delicately down her neck, chest, and torso. He brushed his finger across Hermione's inner thigh, and she let out a low giggle.

"I think i have an idea." Hermione smiled at Draco, wiggling her hips, causing Draco's finger to slide inside her. "Uhhhh." She inhaled quickly, the friction causing a reaction deep inside her. Draco explored her innermost places, as she continued to wriggle and squirm. Her hips suddenly started to buckle, and her breathing quickened drastically.

Pulling out, Draco replaced his finger, slowly beginning to thrust his hips back and forth in a rythmic motion. Hermione quickly fell in sync with draco, her nails digging into his back, as she pressed his body even closer to hers. Whispering in his ear, the two moved together. Without warning, Hermione started to buckle again, Raising her hips into the air, Draco too, was experiencing convulsions racing through his body. The two came together, and Draco collapsed ontop of Hermione, totally spent.


"Draco? Where do you disappear to, when you apparate?" Hermione shifted her eyes upward. She had her head resting on his stomach while he traced circles on her arms.

"The library." Draco confessed, sounding almost embarassed. "The builders of the house, built a room unaccessable, except through apparation. I go there every chance i get." Hermione could feel Draco's head turn upward.

"I guess we have more in common than i thought." Hermione whispered.

"yeah. You're a lot kinkier than i ever thought you were." Draco laughed.

"What on earth are you talking about?" Hermione propped herself up on her elbows and looked at him.

"I happen to know that you attmepted to meet Ron at the door one day naked. As a surprise. But someone else showed up. But that didnt stop you." Draco looked at her with a smile, "So what made you sleep with Harry that day? And why cant you meet me at the door naked." Draco laughed cooly.

"Harry told you about that? He promised not to say anything." Hermione looked hurt.

"Oh the two of 'em are blasted. But they told me quite a bit about you." Draco nodded at her with a wink.

"Ugh. you're such a pig." Hermione was suddenly extremely upset, wrapping herself in one of the sheets she walked into the bathroom slamming the door. A few minutes later Draco heard the shower going.

"Why does she always do this?" Draco jumped out of bed, not bothering to cover himself up and walked into the bathroom.