Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize from the Harry Potters books. Though sometimes I wish… Oh I also didn't make up the dream Caryl Wilson. Firebrands Lady. First page, Its used as a summery but I got the bright idea to make it a dream. I'm changing some of It.

First mission

I planned to sleep on the train, but Draco had other plans.

"Jazzy you should start your mission. Get it out of the way." Nag nag nag is that all he dose. I don't know how many times he's said that. Dose he see me moving. No. enough said.

"I need sleep." I mumble.

"Just apologize to Granger and send a wink Weasleys way. Then your done for today."

"But I'm a first class mud blood hater!" He rolled his eyes.

"What is Ms. Sparks scared of a little mud blood." I jumped up and was out the door. I don't care what anyone says I'm brave.

I start looking for the dream teams compartment. They just had to pick one far away didn't they. Gosh!

I slung open there door to reveal, Granger, Potter, Ginny, Luna, LongBottom, and Ronald. The were all looking at my face. Ginny, Ronald, and Luna looked concerned.

That's one of the reasons I don't cry a lot. It leaves marks that wont go away, well for awhile. But I could play this to my advantage.

"What do you want?" Granger snapped. I really don't like her.

"I just wanted to say sorry, for what happened in class, and how I usually treat you. I guess it doesn't feel very well to be called names." Damn I'm good. I didn't even crack a smile.

Granger actually believed it. It seems like the others did to. Even Ginny and Luna.

"What happened, Jazzy?" Ginny's so sweet.

"Family, again." I bowed my head. I'm I good our what.

"That cheating bitch!" Surprising enough that was my dear Lunette. All heads turned her way. "What her mother is a cheating whore!" I smiled. Gotta love Luna.

"so right you are, Well Granger, Peace Offering." She nodded.

"Stop calling me Granger. My friends call me Hermoine." I laughed this was to easy.

" I'm not just another one of your friends." I thought for awhile. "I'll call your Hermes."

With a wink to Ronald, I was out of there.

My bed felt so nice. Draco got an extra room because of some problems in his rooms concerning Pansy. He practically begged Snape to let me stay with him.

Dream in third person.

+ The deep sensuality of his voice sent a ripple coursing through her. With her back to him, she wriggled into a clean shift.

She did not hear him until his breath grazed her neck.

"I am not accustomed to being disobeyed."

"And I am not accustomed to having to obey."

She faced him, chin raised, her eyes glowing with a savage inner fire. He returned the steady gaze, his eyes boring into her, probing her very soul. "Say the words, Jasmine," He whispered, his finger grazing against he temple. The slight touch of his hand sent a warm shiver through her. "You know what must be said." She nearly swayed with the intensity of her feelings, for the anticipation of his touch was unbearable. "Say the words!" His voice broke with huskiness.

"I am yours to command, my lord."

"Nay! Not to command. You know the words."

She tried to look away, but he shook his head decisively as he tilted her chin and studied her face. "Say the words!"

"I am yours --to love."

"Forever."

"Forever."

His right hand united with hers, then his left, until they formed the symbol of infinity-- or hand fasting.

"Swear it upon your immortal soul."

His eyes compelling her to speak. "I sear it upon my immortal soul."

He brought her fingers to his lips for a light kiss and then to the drawstring at her throat. She tugged on the chemise fell to her ankles. Their eyes remained locked. "You have given your vow. We are bound for eternity in God's sight. The pledge is given and the contract shall be sealed."

He gripped her almost violently to his chest. She twisted, arching her back away from him, nut he lifted her until she could feel the pulsating shaft of his manhood against her woman's place. "You are the wife of my heart and soul, Jasmine. We need no further ceremony--- you and I. 'Twould not be any different." +

I sat up straight in my bed sweating and all randy. Who was that guy? This is not the time for me to have sick perverted dreams.

Now I know one of the reasons Draco wanted me to share a room with him. I jumped in bed with him. He was smirking. Did he know about the dream?

"I know you would come soon enough. You could never keep your hands off of me." He was smiling now. I could tell from his eyes.

"Sick-o, I just had a very very good dream, And can't get back to sleep. I blame the dream for my actions."

"You're the sick-o-, dreaming about sex."

"How did you know?' There's that god damn smirk.

"You were moaning in your sleep."

I hit him and ran to my own bed laughing.

"Hey Jasmine?" Herms yelled. The Slytherins gave my a dirty look, but I trust Draco to tell them.

"Huh?" She handed me a note.

"Its from Ron. He's put charms on it so only you could read it."

I read it on my way to the Slytherin table.

Jasmine,

Whatever your doing I want it! If your not doing anything forget I said anything.

Ron +

Faze one, and two complete.