Chapter Two- Conquered

The first day of school was over and to the students' advantage, it was a Friday. After dinner, all

the Houses decided to throw a homecoming party at the Slytherin common room. The professors

approved as long as it ended at 1am. They saw it as an opportunity for all the fourth through

seventh years to bond. Hermione had no idea what to wear. It was the first dance of the year and

she wanted to look at least a little bit attractive. Parvati lent her a black mini skirt and a black tank

top. Hermione started complaining but Parvati assured her that she looked stunning. Then Parvati

defined Hermione's curls so that her hair looked less bushy. She added makeup and heels.

Hermione was shocked when she saw her reflection in the mirror. She didn't look bad at all; she

just hoped that other thought the same thing.

When they got to the common room, everyone was jumping, screaming, kissing, drinking etc. It

was insane, and Hermione felt she should've stayed in her room. Parvati went off and started

dancing with Seamus. Hermione was left alone with no idea what to do. "'Mione you look.." said

Harry from behind, she turned and smiled "you look beautiful" "Thanks, Harry". He took her

hand and led her to the dance floor. At first she didn't know what to do, but Harry placed his

hands on her hips, pulled her closer, and she moved to his rhythm. She looked at him and found

him staring at her with intensity in his eyes. She never really noticed how captivating his green eyes

were. He leaned forward until his face was less than an inch apart from hers. His lips brushed hers

and she blushed. "It's ok" he said in barely a whisper that could obviously not be heard because

of the music. He pressed his lips against hers. It was a soft and gentle kiss, and Hermione was

touched. She was glad her first kiss was a tender one, and especially because it was with

someone she cared about. It lasted a couple of seconds, and they enjoyed every single one of

them. When they stopped, they smiled at each other and kept dancing. At first they were a bit

worried that somebody might have seen them, but they were convinced no one saw since

everyone was busy.

Hermione returned to her room at midnight. She flung herself over the bed and smiled. She had a

great night, she danced with a lot of people and she had her first kiss. It had been perfect and

sweet. Her thoughts were interrupted when someone knocked on her door. She knew who it was

and she suddenly got nervous. "Come in", Draco stepped inside. "Did you have fun?" he asked,

she smiled "Lots. Did you score tonight?" she said, laughing. "As a matter of fact I did, twice" he

replied, grinning. She smiled, but she had a small feeling of hurt. He sat next to her and he rested

his hand on her thigh. She froze; her body had a new reaction that excited her and worried her.

His hand moved very, VERY slowly upward. She looked at him and he got dangerously close to

her. His fingers were already at the hem of the skirt and his lips were at the nape of her neck. He

suckled gently upon her neck and she shivered. His lips moved to her cheeks and eventually to

her lips. He parted her lips with his tongue and gave her a passionate kiss. Hermione moaned for

the first time in her life and her body felt numb when she felt his fingers on top of the fabric of her

underwear. His fingers added pressure and rubbed gently against the fabric. Then they moved it

until the fingers were against her flesh. Her mind was reeling with excitement. His fingers parted

her lower lips and started to rub her, increasing pressure with every passing second. She's so

wet! God, I want her, was all that went through Draco's mind. He groaned and pressed her

closer to him. Then suddenly she stopped kissing him and stood up. They were both breathing

fast. "Look, Malfoy, it's too soon, everything's happening too fast, and…and I can't" her body

was betraying her. Draco stood up and pulled her to him so that she could feel the evident

consequence of her actions "You can't what, Granger?" he said in a low tone. "I-I can't do this

with you. It's not right". He caressed her cheek "Of course it's right. It is obvious that we want

each other, and believe me, I crave every single fiber of your luscious body, so I don't see what

the problem is" "Give me time…Draco…please" she said. He kissed her then, he tasted every

corner of her mouth, and he parted with her "Alright, but I don't know for how long I can hold

myself…Hermione" and he left. She couldn't feel her body and she could feel her own wetness

between her legs. How good his fingers felt down there! She would definitely want to do that

again. But what worried her was that besides liking Draco, she liked Harry as well. She was very

confused now.

She went to the Gryffindor common room the next morning. She wanted to see if she could find

Ginny to spend the day with her. When she got there everyone was gone, except the person she

didn't want to see just then. "Morning, Hermione" said Harry in a rather shy voice. Hermione

blushed a little" Morning Harry" An awkward silence took over "Umm, did you have fun at the

party?" he asked. Hermione blushed harder "A little" He got closer and took a lock of her hair.

He kissed it gently and put it behind her ear. He leaned forward and kissed her. It was another

sweet kiss, but more intense. She automatically placed her hands behind his neck and pulled him

closer. What are you getting into, 'Mione, she thought. But he was just so sweet and attractive,

she couldn't help it. She slipped her tongue in his mouth and massaged his. She heard him sigh

and she kissed him harder. She didn't want it to end. His hand slowly moved from her neck to her

chest, where it rested on one of her breasts. He stopped the kiss and pulled back a little. He

blushed "I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to…" "It's ok" she said while she gave him a kiss on the

cheek. He grabbed her face and kissed her again, this time briefly. He smiled and said "We better

get out of here before things get out of hand". She laughed and took his inviting hand. She'd only

been back for a day, and she'd already been kissed by two guys, rubbed, and kind of fondled.

This was definitely going to be her year, but she was going to try and keep both guys a secret

from everyone.