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Chapter 3
Midnight

Hermione walked out of the castle gates the next night under Harry's invisibility cloak. She stopped short when she heard Pansy calling her through the chill of the night air.

"Hermione!" her voice rang out again.

Hermione dropped her hood and tore the cloak off. "Shh!" she called across the grounds. "Someone will hear you," she whispered as loudly as she could. Hermione stood watch as Pansy raced across the groundsto meet her.

"You're going?" Pansy panted. "Did you tell Dan?"

"No. I'm just meeting someone."

"In the middle of the forbidden forest!"

"So?"

Pansy groaned. "Don't go."

"Dan and I are fine. I'm just going to meet this person and tell them I have a boyfriend."

Pansy sighed. She knew Draco was meeting Hermione, but she couldn't betray his trust however feeble that it was at the moment.

"Goodbye, Pansy dear," Hermione said as she sensed her friend had stopped fighting with her.

Pansy sighed again as Hermione turned her back to her and disappeared under the shelter of the cloak.

Hermione headed off to the forbidden forest under the cloak and took it off at the edge of the forest before making her way in.

She had not taken more that a dozen steps before arms grabbed around her.

Hermione was shocked and when she was spun around she punched the person in the stomach.

Draco let out a huff and gripped her shoulders harder to stop from falling.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" Hermione asked angrily, trying to push his hands off of her shoulders.

Draco caught his breath quickly, then he looked down on Hermione and pulled her against him. "I want you, Hermione," he said.

"Join the club," she said distractedly.

"What?"

"Join the club," she repeated. "You, Blaise, Dan…" she added the last with a smile. Then she brought her attention back to the man with his arms around her. She drew away and glared at him accusingly. "If you don't mind, I'm meeting someone here."

"As am I."

"Oh, really?" Hermione asked skeptically. "Who?"

"You."

Hermione laughed. "That must be the worst pick up line ever—"

Draco stepped forward and pushed Hermione against a tree. His lips met hers in a slightly inappropriate action. Hermione's eyes widened in shock at the kiss before she pushed him away and moved from the tree.

"What the hell?" Hermione screamed.

"I told you, Hermione, I want you," Draco said.

"Why does everybody want me all of a sudden, I have a boyfriend. A very handsome, sweet, talented boyfriend!" Hermione said angrily but adding the last thought with a smile.

"Dump him and have me as a handsome, sweet, and very talented boyfriend!" Draco argued irritably.

"You have never liked me, Malfoy. Why all of a sudden. What has happened in the last couple of days to get everyone's attention on me?"

"I haven't just liked you for a couple of days, I've been crushing on you since fourth year. Don't tell anyone, but I didn't have the guts to tell you, because I knew your reaction would be just like this!"

"What else would you expect, my long-time enemy telling me that he's been crushing on me since fourth year, what am I supposed to do?"

"Trust me," he said.

"I don't trust anyone."

"Even Dan?" Draco asked in a nagging tone.

"Yes, even Dan." Hermione was silent for a while as Draco stared at her. Could it be that their relationship wasn't picture perfect? "I have to go," she said as she brushed past Draco.

Draco resisted the urge to grab her and let her pass by.

Hermione was almost to the head dorms when she ran into Luna.

"What are you doing out so late, Luna?" Hermione said angrily to Luna.

"What time is it?" she asked.

"It's after midnight," Hermione said.

"Oh, sorry. I was waiting for you to get back and I sort of lost track of time. I was supposed to give this to you," she said, handing Hermione a piece of parchment.

"Not another one," Hermione said, grabbing the parchment from Luna's hand and then walking towards her private room.

She walked into her bedroom and plopped down on her bed and opening the note. "Shit, not Terry too," Hermione was mumbling.

She turned around suddenly when she heard her door close. She looked suspiciously towards the door and waited a while, just staring at it.

After a moment she went back to the note, then she felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around again.

"Hello," Draco said happily.

"How the fuck did you get in here?" Hermione asked.

Draco held up the invisibility cloak. "You left this in the woods."

Hermione grabbed it from him and threw it on the bed. "Thanks for returning it, but now you can leave." She pointed to her door.

Draco ignored her and looked around her bedroom. "This is nice," he commented. He walked over to a wall and looked at the numerous artifacts on the wall. She had a collection of pictures—muggle and magical—taped to her wall along with news articles, including one of Harry and Ron's wild Ford Anglia trip.

Hermione sighed at Draco's persistence. She picked up the cloak, folded it, and put it on her desk. Then she collapsed on her bed and picked up a nearby book. "You're welcome to leave at any time, Malfoy, but if you are going to stay, please be quiet."

"I was hoping there would be some screaming," Draco said dismissively, still looking at the pictures.

"Sorry to inform you, but I'm not a screamer, Malfoy," Hermione said, still looking at her book.

"Hmm, I would have pegged you for a one, but you're probably more of a moaner and biting your lip type of person, aren't you?" Draco said.

"Yes, actually, I don't find screaming to be sexual at all, if you scream it's like getting raped or something."

"So you're saying that you wouldn't scream if you were to have sex with me?"

Hermione didn't answer, just looked sheepishly down on her book.

"You're saying that you would enjoy having sex with me?" Draco asked a bit more accusingly.

"How do you figure that?" she asked as she looked up at him.

"You said that you would only scream if it was rape, you said that you wouldn't scream if you were to have sex with me," he said.

"I never said that I wouldn't scream with you, I said that I'm not a screamer," Hermione retorted.

"Unless you were being raped. And we were obviously talking about us…so you are saying you wouldn't scream leads me to think…"

Hermione groaned at his conclusion. "Malfoy, get out," she said in a tired voice.

"Why?" he asked.

"Because you are annoying me and I want to go to sleep," Hermione said.

"You don't want to go to sleep," Draco said. "You want me gone."

"So why cant you leave?"

"I don't want to leave," he said.

"Then what do you want?"

"You know what I want," he said, looking suggestively at her body.

"Boyfriend," she reminded him. "Why can't you just let go, like Blaise did?"

"So he's Blaise, but I'm still Malfoy?" Draco asked.

"Yes," Hermione said simply. They stared at each other for a while before Hermione sighed. She put her book onto the nightstand near her bed. "I'm shutting off the light, Malfoy," she warned.

The light ticked off and she instantly relaxed at the welcome darkness. She really wasn't uncomfortable with Malfoy in the room. She was after all, fully clothed so he couldn't do anything.

She felt safe in the darkness and under her covers until she felt her covers lifted up and Malfoy climb under them.

"What are you doing?" Hermione asked.

"What does it look like?" he asked.

"I don't know! It's dark."

"I'm sleeping.

"In my room?"

"Yeah."

"Why are you sleeping in my room?"

"Because your bed is comfortable."

"You have the exact same one in your room next door, Malfoy."

"But yours is more comfortable because it has you in it," Draco said as he pulled Hermione close to him.

"Malfoy, I am uncomfortable with this," she said, though not trying to struggle free of his hold.

"If you were really uncomfortable you would be fighting," he said as he hid his face in the hair by her neck.

"Malfoy," Hermione growled.

"Just admit that you like it," he said breathily into her neck.

"You remind me of Dan," she said truthfully. "He always says that."

Draco scoffed at the mention of her boyfriend. "Then I shall refrain from saying that from now on," he said.

Hermione smirked. "Malfoy, get out of my room."

"No," he said firmly, holding her closer to himself.

Hermione squirmed against him trying to loose his grip.

"You're not helping matters much," he said through gritted teeth.

"What do you mean?" she said as she tried to pry his arm off of her.

"I mean," he began but stopped when Hermione gasped and stopped moving. "That's what I meant."

Hermione squeezed her eyes shut. "Now you can let go. Please?"

"You got me into this…mess. It's only right that you help me out of it," Draco smirked.

"You got yourself into this mess, I suggest you go back to your room and deal with it yourself," Hermione said, trying to squirm out of his grip but only making matters worse for Draco.

"How very prude of you, Hermione."

"How very faithful of me, Draco."

"You called me Draco," he commented.

"Don't take it as anything important or life changing. Anyway, you called me Hermione."

"If you haven't noticed, I've been calling you Hermione all year. Not once have a called you Granger unless I was speaking to someone else."

Hermione swung her head around to meet his gaze through the dark. "I-I hadn't noticed," she mumbled.

"Yeah, so much for me going out of my way to make you happy."

"Sorry, I have been too happy with Dan," she said.

Draco again was stung by the harsh words. "You know, it is usually a custom that when someone is cheating on their boyfriend, not to mention them," Draco said.

"I am not cheating on Dan, your are going back to your room, Draco," Hermione said bitterly.

"You still have to help me with this," he said as he gently pushed his hips forward.

Hermione screeched and rolled away from his loosened grip. She fell on the floor and her head hit the nightstand.

"Ouch," she said as she tenderly touched the spot. "That hurt."

She stood up and reached around for her lamp. She clicked it on and looked to Draco. She quickly averted his gaze.

"Malfoy," she began.

"Draco."

"Draco, please leave. I don't want to be near you while you are in that condition."

"But you do want to be near me?" he mused.

"N-no," she stuttered. Baldly telling him the truth.

"I thought only virgins were prudes," he said.

"Just because I'm not a virgin doesn't mean that I will go and sleep around with every guy in school."

"So you have slept with him," Draco accused.

"Yes, though I admit there usually isn't much sleeping," Hermione said with a smile, rubbing her head where she had hit it.

"I didn't want to know that," Draco pointed out.

"Why don't you want to hear about it?" she asked.

"You know why," he said.

"You don't want to hear about me shagging my boyfriend's brains out?" she mused.

"Stop, I have many reasons why I don't want to. One, I want you, thus I hate hearing about you with someone else; two, I cannot think of you doing things like that; and three, I hate the fact that a studious bookworm got laid before I did," he said the last part softly.

Hermione looked up at him with an accusing glare. "You're still a virgin?" she asked.

"Pure as freshly fallen snow," he said.

"Holy shit!" Hermione screamed. "Get out!" she said for what seemed like the hundredth time.

"What?" Draco asked, entirely bewildered.

"You're a bloody virgin? And you're accusing me a being a prude!" Hermione laughed in a manic way. "And to think that the thought of doing something with you actually entered my mind. That would be cheating on Dan and spoiling a virgin." She glared accusingly at Draco. She grabbed his arm and pulled him to the door. "You, Malfoy, are making me feel both confused and violated. Get. Out!"

"Let me talk first," Draco said, pulling his arm out of her hand. Hermione realized that she had left her wand under her pillow and was now standing by her door next to an armed wizard who was much stronger than her.

"Fine," she agreed.

"First of all, I'm not trying to confuse you, ever since I saw you in that blue dress in fourth year, I have wanted you. I decided then that I wanted to save myself for you, I wanted you to be my first," he confessed.

Hermione stood dumbstruck.

"When I saw you in Hogsmeade and I saw that you were with someone else it made me so angry because someone else was touching what was supposed to be mine." He stopped momentarily, looking down at the witch staring at him with a very confused expression on her face. When he knew she wouldn't talk, he continuted.

"When I got my letter this year naming me head boy, I was estactic. I would finally get to spend enough time with you to show you that I saw past what was on the outside to your true beauty inside. Though you aren't that bad looking on the outside either," he smirked.

A small smile crossed Hermione's face.

"I didn't try to make you feel violated, but every time I see you…"

"Just stop talking," Hermione said.

"But I have to tell…" Hermione stopped his mouth by putting her fingers over it.

"I said stop talking," she reiterated.

Draco complied, he looked at her and she was looking up at him with an unreadable expression in her eyes. "Why now?" was all she said, taking her fingers off of his mouth.

"It's taken too long for me to tell you in the first place, I would have told you fourth year but I was too much of a chicken. Over the years I decided that I needed to gain your trust first. I knew there was no way for you to like me if you didn't trust me."

"I'm still not sure if I should trust you," she said. "For you just tried to seduce me in my own bed without my permission."

"I would have stopped if you told me to," he said.

"But I di—"

"No, you never told me to stop, you told me to leave, but you never said the word stop," he said.

She realized that he had her beaten.

"So do you trust me?" he asked.

Hermione hung her head and looked at her feet. "I guess I do," she mumbled.

"Good!" Draco said, pushing her back against the door frame and slamming his lips down on hers.

A/N: Ooh, what's going to happen next? Ahhhhh, no one knows except Amber and I.

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