Draco and Hermione: Lust or Love

..Just leave me Alone..

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Since both Draco and Hermione were the schools head boy and girl, they had to share a common room to themselves. There were two rooms, one for Hermione and the other for Draco.

Up in her room, Hermione was wondering what Draco was playing at. 'Why would he do that? To me of all people.' She knew a few people liked her but "Draco the almighty" couldn't possibly like her. 'No', Hermione assured herself, 'he's just trying to bug me, I'm sure of it.'

Tonight she had so much homework she thought that she would have to stay up the whole night trying to get it done. She had homework that was assigned three days ago but she just left it until the last moment.

Hermione didn't feel like doing it in her crowded room, so she grabbed her work and headed down the stairs to the common room.

She looked to see if Draco was there. Assured he wasn't, she went over to the couch by the fire place and placed her things down on the table. She turned around to grab the blanket of the back of the couch to cover up with but Draco was on the couch. Hermione let out a cry of surprises and jumped back and fell on to the table.

Draco was just lying there, his arms behind his head, ankles crossed and a tiny smile on his lips as he looked up at her.

"Geez, Malfoy! You scared the hell out of me!" Hermione gasped, clutching a hand to her beating heart.

"Well who else would be here?" Draco asked.

"Well . . . I don't know. I just thought you'd be in your room so I came down."

"You tying to avoid me, babe?"

"No and don't call me that!"

"And why not? Is it not allowed? Is only Potter and Weasley aloud to call you that?"

"Shut up! And no, they don't. They call me Hermione, which just happens to be my name." Draco smirked at her. "Now if you will sit up and let me sit down to do my work . . ." Hermione sighed as he sat there, not moving. "Malfoy! Please! Just move your feet. It isn't that much to ask!"

Draco sat up and plopped his feet on the table. Hermione sat down as far away as possible, which wasn't that far because he was sitting in the middle. She grabbed Charms first and opened the book she had to do the essay on.

After about twenty minutes Hermione threw down the book and sat with her arms crossed over her chest. Draco laughed at her, his head thrown backwards.

"What?" she snapped.

"Having trouble?" Draco asked, smirking, his voice mocking.

"No!"

"Are you sure?" he asked, knowing he was getting on her nerves.

"I just don't get he damn thing alright?" she snapped, ashamed and annoyed.

"Need some help?" He asked.

Hermione looked over to him with a frown. 'Is he joking?' The next thing she knew he held out is hand, palm up.

"Pass me the book." Hermione looked at him then reached down and picked up the book.

"Okay . . ." Draco quickly scanned the page then started to explain how it worked. "Got it?"

"Yeah, I think so."

Draco nodded and Hermione started to write what the charm was about. "In order to do that charm, you had to do three other ones that are related to it." So Hermione started to write what she thought.

"No, no, no. You still have it wrong," he moved closer to her, too close, Hermione thought and tried to explain it again. He grabbed the book from her and showed her the picture to explain it easier.

Hermione noticed that his hands were really nice. They were big and strong. To nice for a Malfoy. He didn't deserve his body. It was to good for him.

"Are you listing to me?" he asked peering at her, his face only inches apart.

"Yes." Hermione said almost breathlessly, her heart pounding wildly. Draco looked at her and slowly leaned in to kiss her. Hermione let him. Her mind was screaming at her not to but she wanted him to kiss her, needed him to. His lips softly brushed hers and them again.

When he knew she wouldn't pull away from him, he put a hand behind her neck and gave her a full kiss, rocking Hermione right down to her core. His fierce kiss melted her right to the bone. Hermione made a noise from the back of her throat of pure want. Draco knew that sound, the sound of pleasure. He ran his tongue across her bottom lip, begging for entrance. Hermione opened her mouth and let him explore her mouth.

Draco leaned her back until she was lying down on the couch. He crawled over her letting the book fall to the ground. He waited a moment to see if she was going to protest but she didn't. So he went right on kissing her, his mouth making magic. His hands automatically started to go up her shirt and her arms went around his neck, her fingers playing with his hair.

"Hermione?" came Ron's voice from outside the portrait door. "Hermione?"

Pushing Draco off, Hermione sat up. She was breathing deeply with her shirt all twisted around her. She got up and cleared her throat.

"Hold on a minute, Ron!" she called her voice hoarse. Draco plopped back on the couch, watching Hermione try to fix her shirt. She ran to the door and let him in.

He looked at her with a weird frown and walked in. "Hey, McGonagall wants you and Malfoy in her office."

Hermione cleared her throat and looked at Draco then back at Ron. "When does she want us?"

"Now." Ron said. "Hermione, are you okay?"

"Yes, of course I am. Why?"

"No reason. You're just acting very . . . odd."

"Thank you, Ron," Hermione replied in a sarcastic voice.

"Yeah, well . . . I have to go. I'll see ya around." Shaking his head, he left.

Hermione gazed at Draco. He was smiling at her, a real smile. "Okay, Malfoy, lets go." He just sat there. "Malfoy, get your ass off of the couch. Now!" Draco rolled his eyes but got up and followed Hermione out.

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..In McGonagall's office..

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"So I want you two to be seen together."

"But Professor-"

"No buts Miss Granger. We need to bring the two houses together. Got it?" she asked Draco and Hermione, who both nodded, at her warning voice. "And there will be a ball next month. I will expect you two to go together-"

"But Professor what if we have someone else to go with?"

"Like who?"

"A boyfriend. And in Malfoy's state a girlfriend. We can't just dump them to go with someone we dislike."

"It wont matter Miss Granger. At this ball nobody will have a date in their same house. Do you two understand this?"

They both looked at each other then turned back to her. "Yes Professor," they both replied grimly.

"Good, and remember, make an appearance with each other. You may go."

They did. They both got up and walked out of her class room. Hermione started to walk swiftly down the corridor.

"Oh, come on, babe," Draco drawled, "I'm not that bad."

Hermione spun around, her face red with anger. "Yes you are! You absolutely horrid! I hate you and I wish you were dead! You're ruining my life!"

"Oh, I see. You're mad that you have to go to the ball with me instead of Potter?"

"Shut up!" Hermione hollered. "I don't like them like that and yes I am mad that I have to go with you. Of all people! It isn't fare!"

"Life isn't fare, babe."

"Stop calling me that!" Hermione shrieked at him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, babe."

Hermione glared at him.

"Just leave me alone!" she ordered before turning around and marched away. Draco could almost see the anger blow out of her ears. He smiled to himself and slowly made his way back to the common room.

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