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Warning: Sexual content

So here's the next chapter…thank you all for your reviews I hope you like this next chapter…it's a lot longer…Enjoy.

Chapter 1: The Beginning

Nobody ever thought that Head Girl, Hermione Granger, and Bad Boy, Draco Malfoy, would be sneaking off in the middle of the night to be with each other, to feel each other's touch. Hermione knew she should be feeling guilty; after all she has been dating Ronald Weasley for two years, and she's been having this affair for a little over a month. But the guilt just wasn't there yet. She doesn't have the heart to tell him of her late night activities nor does she want to break up with him. She still loves Ron very much; it's just that Draco raises the sensuality in her. Of course Ron knew something was wrong, for he has not felt her warm, soft body against his in weeks. But everyday Hermione still goes on as everything is the same, as if nothing is different, even though at nights she still found herself in Draco's arms. Draco on the other hand did not have a significant other to worry about, for him and Pansy had broken up the previous year. He would go through the whole day just waiting for the night to come, so he could be with Hermione once again. This ordeal just, what do people say, oh yes…just sort of happened. Draco and Hermione always think back to their first time. It was the best and worst night of their lives. Best to find such a pleasure they have never experienced in their whole lives; and worst later finding out that they were addicted to each others touch and knowing that if caught, it would ruin them both.

Flashback

It was close to midnight on a Thursday night and our browned-eyed heroine was doing one last patrol around the castle before going to bed. She was at the foot of the stairs leading to her dormitory. She was about to make herself upstairs when she heard a quiet cough behind her. She turned around to see a certain grey-eyed, blonde-haired boy…no man. He had seen her walking through the dungeon corridor and took it upon himself to follow her.

Since the first day of term they had been eyeing each other, very impressed with how the other has grown into their bodies. Draco would admire her body of perfect curves and stared at how her curls softly fell around her face verses the way it use to frizz up. Hermione couldn't keep her eyes off his well defined muscles which couldn't really hide his school robes and she just loved the way his hair fell over his deep eyes. But no matter how badly they wanted each other, neither one dared approach the other.

But they were finally alone this late Thursday night. Her eyes were captured by his deep grey ones and they both felt the sexual tension creeping up between them. He slowly walked towards her while the Head Girl was having a fighting battle in her head on whether she should turn around and run up to her dormitories or let this man, her best friends' enemy, approach her and have his was with her. She wanted to run but her feet stayed put. Subconsciously she knew she wanted him. Then he was finally right in front of her boring his eyes into hers. He gave her a little smirk and pushed his lips against hers giving them both the long awaited kiss they both yearned for. After letting Draco taste the inside of her mouth, she pushed him away, turned around, and tried to make her way up the steps, letting the practical side of her kick in. He wasn't going to let Ms. Granger get away that easy. He wrapped his arms around her tiny waist. His lips landing on the back of her neck and kissed up and down as she let out a moan. This excited young Mr. Malfoy and he quickly turned her around and kissed her soft lips once more. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his hips. She felt his erection on her thigh and was now absolutely sure she wanted him. Still kissing, he walked them into a nearby, empty classroom and closed the door locking it and putting a silencing charm around the room. He let her down, took off his robe placing it on the floor and laying her down on top of it. She took off her robe and shirt while he pulled his shirt over his head. He started kissing down her neck and making his way down to her perfect breasts. She arched her back up allowing him to un-snap her bra and with it now off he wrapped his mouth around her breast with his hand playing with the other. He then started kissing down her flat stomach, her hands in his hair. She moved her hands down to her skirt and slipped it off, followed by him removing her knickers. He then struggled with his own pants now unable to take the erection in his pants wanting to come out. She saw him struggling and helped, when they were finally off along with his boxers he shoved himself inside her and she let out a scream. This was the best she has ever felt and to him this was ecstasy. Now compelled to take control, she turned him over, putting him under her on the floor and started riding his risen member. His breathing was heavy as he moaned, screamed, and fiddled with her breasts, their sounds of pleasure filling the whole room. About to reach her climax, her strokes were getting faster and faster until she took him to his peak and pushed them over the edge. She collapsed on top of him and they both tried to regain their normal pulses. She climbed off of him and for a mere few minutes, which felt like hours, laid her head on his chest as he rubbed her bare back. Neither one of them saying a word.

End Flashback

Hermione awoke the next morning and made her was into the bathroom to take her shower. Ron heard the shower cut on and made his way into their shared bathroom. He could see her nude body through the glass door and said, "Mind if I join?" Startled by his sudden appearance, she jumped and finally realized what his question was pertaining to. "Uh no…not now." She stated, "I was just about to be done." Realizing that he has been turned down again he felt his temper rise and screamed, "What the hell is up with you Mione!" And with the sound of hurt in his voice continued, "What did I do? Why don't you want me anymore?" She turned off the shower head, opened the glass door, and wrapped a pink towel around her slender body. She looked at Ron and saw the hurt in his eyes. She would have let him in but she didn't have the energy, (wonder why). She walked up to him and placed her hand on his face. "Ron I'm so sorry. You know I love you very much." She said in a very caring way and continued by saying, "I've just been very stressed with head girl duties and the N.E.W.T.s coming up at the end of this year…" He then interrupted, "But I have the same stresses to but I still try to find time to be with you," She very passionately kissed him on the lips then whispered, "I'll make it up to you." She softly kissed his lips again and finished with, "Promise." Seeming satisfied he left the bathroom. She wiped the steam off the mirror and stared at herself. Her mind was going on and on about how badly she was treating her boyfriend. But there was no point in fighting because she knew that night she, like all the previous, she would be again seeking for her blonde lover.