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A/N Hi all, here is the next chapter for you all. Happy Reading and don't forget to review.

Steven's new friend

He pulled her head off of his member and sat her up. She had a look of utter confusion on her face.

"What is the matter?" she asked.

"It just doesn't feel right, you crying one minute and the next wanting to shag…I don't know what you want." he confessed.

"I want you." she said leaning in to kiss his neck again.

He needed all of his strength to resist her. He threw his head back and looked up at the ceiling as she kissed her way around his neck. He was having a moral dilemma now. The good and decent Draco in him knew it was wrong, she was vulnerable, her child had died and she was upset. The horny Draco in him wanted to ravish her. Throw her on the bed and shag her silly. 'Damn morals' he thought. He grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her lightly.

"What is wrong with you tonight?" he yelled. She looked to be on the verge of tears, and to his dismay she was. She stood up and threw herself on the bed, crying into the pillows. He stood up and hiked up his pants. 'Damn those moral fibers deep, deep, deep down inside me.' he thought as he was walking over to the bed. He sat down, not saying a word and just stared at her. She looked beautiful, puffy eyes and all. He ran his hand over her back, in an effort to comfort her. She lifted her head to meet his.

"What is wrong with me?" she asked tearfully.

"You are just upset, it happens. You have been through a lot." he said soothingly.

"No, am I not pretty enough, not smart enough what?" she blurted in between sobs.

"I'm not sure what you mean." he said.

'Blondes' she thought.

"You obviously find me disgusting, that's why you pushed me away." she said wiping her eyes. "All I wanted to do was have a special night with you. I found this gown, and some makeup. I know I don't look as nice as half the girls you probably date, and I am keeping you locked up here so you cant even date, but I thought I would make it up to you." her eyes burned his heart.

"It's not that at all, I just thought…well after last time…I just don't know what to think. I have never felt like this before." he reached his hand out and grazed her wet cheek with it. She grabbed his hand and kissed it lightly.

"I have never had anyone in my whole life treat me the way you do. Who knew you would grow up from that little bouncing ferret to a handsome, kind beautiful man." she smiled through her tears.

"Yeah, well just don't let it get out." he returned her smile. "Look Hermione, I just don't want you to do something you will regret tomorrow. And about you not looking as nice as the girls I normally date…hell Granger you would put them all to shame." he leaned in and kissed her forehead, and she buried her head in his chest again. To his surprise she began kissing his chest again.

"Draco?' she said in between her tiny kisses.

"Yeah," he said.

"I am not going to regret this, I promise." she was kissing her way down his stomach as she said this.

"Alright then." he said grabbing her by the face and bringing it up to his. Her lips were like some exotic drug. He was hooked on them. He wanted to bite them, taste them. He ran his tongue across them, and she moaned softly into his mouth. He had no clue what he was feeling for her. It was more than friendship, but he dare not call it love, not just yet. He mouth traveled to her chest, kissing her breasts softly. Then she laid him down on the bed, his blonde hair hit the pillow and when he looked down she was pulling off his sweats and shorts.

'Gods she looks beautiful in the moonlight.' he thought. Her body was bathed in it, making her glow unnaturally. That green satin clung to her frame, and he was hooked. She kissed his stomach again and down to his erection again. She took it in her hand and licked the tip causing him to shudder. She had never done this for her husband. He had always asked her to, and tried to force her but in the end, no matter the beating you can't make someone do it properly if they don't want to. She licked her way up and down him, tasting his clean bare skin. She inhaled his scent, which was driving her crazy. Finally after teasing him for a moment or so she took him fully into her mouth, making him grab her head and run his fingers through her hair. He let out a soft moan that echoed in the quiet room. She moved her head up and down on him, rolling her tongue as she went. He was in complete heaven, never had he been touched like this. She knew how to make his body and mind soar. A few moments later she was kissing her way back up to his mouth. He grabbed her roughly and pulled her up, not being able to wait another moment. She gasped in delight as he pushed his tongue into her mouth and ripped off her gown. The thong was the next to go and soon she was lying there in all her naked glory. He looked at her lustfully as he dove down and kissed her lips, pushing them aside and thrusting his tongue onto her clit sending her into an instant orgasm. He continued the furious pace, tasting her every inch. She cried out for him over and over. He took her clit in his mouth and sucked on it, her back arched and she let out a high pitched scream. He smiled knowing what he could do to her just with his mouth. He lifted his head and crawled back towards her smiling face. She pulled him into a deep kiss.

"You are amazing, do you know that?" she asked. He shrugged before kissing her again. Lying on top of her body, he felt her nudge him towards her, wanting him to slide in. He did just that, pushing into her wetness and listening to her scream over and over. She was not quiet like one would think. He ran his hands underneath her, feeling her tight rear and her curvaceous hips. She was pushing her hips into his thrusts, giving him the full effect of her.

'She looks so perfect when she is here with me, like it is all she wants right now.' he thought as she looked up at him with teary eyes and a satisfied smile. Minutes later he was coming inside of her before collapsing on the bed. Sleep came fast and sound to them, both exhausted and emotionally drained.

Morning came all too soon; the sun was just peaking out the window when a loud pop could be heard from just outside the bedroom door. Pretty soon the knob was turning and Harry walked into the room, not bothering with knocking. Hermione and Draco lay tangled in a mess of sheets, arms around each other, both naked as the day they were born. Harry did not see them for a moment due to the heavy drapes that hung on the four poster bed. He walked gingerly over to wake Hermione when he noticed the both of them there, sound asleep. His eyes widened at this sight and he gave a little cough to try and wake them.

"Hem, hem" he coughed.

Hermione stirred and found herself looking into the emerald green eyes of her friend.

"Harry!" she said embarrassed, pulling the sheets up to cover herself more thoroughly. She pulled so hard a naked Draco rolled off the bed and onto the floor.

"Dammit Granger, quit hogging the covers." he said annoyed. Harry gave another cough to alert him to his presence. Draco quickly grabbed a pillow and covered his manhood from Harry, who was hiding a snigger.

"Potter, do you think you could owl first. Merlin." he yelled as he inched past him to the bathroom, making sure not to turn around.

"Soooo…Hermione, what's new?" he couldn't help laughing. She was as red as could be.

"It's not what it seems Harry." she said quietly.

"Oh really? Did someone do a vanishing charm on both of your clothes?"

Hermione laughed.

"No" she said shyly. "We just, well…I was lonely. Yesterday was rough for me, I just needed someone."

"None of my business." he said with a smile, and just then Draco walked out the bathroom, dressed in boxers and a t-shirt.

"Have a good night?" Harry asked him trying to keep a straight face.

"Uh…yeah." he said looking at Hermione sitting on the bed trying to cover herself. "Hey Potter, why don't you step into the hall and let Hermione get dressed." Harry nodded and left the room.

"Oh my gods Draco! That was so embarrassing." she stood up and the sheet fell to the floor. He eyed her up and down and whistled loudly. She shrieked and ran into the bathroom. When she came back out she was wearing a pair of Draco's boxers and a baby t-shirt. He whistled again and she blushed.

"Ok Potter everything is safely covered." he leaned into her and kissed her briefly just as Harry walked in.

"O Merlin, I don't need to see this." he hung his head low. Hermione blushed again and Draco smirked in a satisfied way.

"So what brings you by?" Draco asked biting into an apple from the breakfast tray Dribby had brought up before they had woke up.

"A few things, first I got your divorce papers and I am going to be forwarding a copy to Steven, he should get them tomorrow. Secondly, he is talking to the papers after they ran the story on you. He is denying any and all abuse and alleging you only want his money and half of the apothecary. Just ignore him; you have enough proof of your abuse to satisfy the council. Especially with Draco testifying. He is a respected member of the wizarding community whether I like it or not." Harry smiled at Draco who just gave him an annoyed look. Hermione just nodded, letting Harry know that she understood.

"So, you just need to stay put, if it is still alright with you" he turned to Draco, who smirked and nodded. Harry rolled his eyes. "Ok, if there is anything else I will be by." he leaned in and hugged Hermione, who was eating like a starved woman. "You look great by the way 'Mione" and with that he disappeared.

Later that night Steven was pacing the floors of his home. Still no word on her whereabouts. He followed Potter all day, except when he went into the ministry, he could go no further as he was banned from the Auror office. He thought for sure that Potter would lead him to her, if only he could get some kind of tracking spell on him, but he would have to be much, much closer to cast that. And Harry, being an Auror had constant vigilance. He plopped down on the sofa and sighed. How had his plan gone so wrong? He was supposed to be living a happy life, with the woman of his dreams, who obeyed his every wish. Now here he was, sitting alone in a big empty house, which was now so filthy he didn't even bother to wave his wand to clean it up. That was her job. And on top of all that he was horny. It sucked. He had picked up a blonde last week in a club, but he got in that scuffle with that Malfoy and she had wandered off to another man in the meantime. He made up his mind to go out that night and pick up someone, anyone. He needed to release some stress. He got dressed up in his nicest outfit, shaved, sprayed some cologne on and apperated to a wizard club in Diagon Alley. It was packed with people, and he inched his way to the bar and ordered two shots, which he downed quickly. He surveyed the room, looking for the right witch to charm into his bed. He did a double take, there, out on the floor was that little bitch that was with Malfoy last week. She had insulted him as well. He straightened up his stature and strutted over to her on the floor. He roughly pushed the man she was dancing with aside and shot her a wicked smile.

"So, where's your boyfriend?" he said to her as she looked at him strangely.

"Uh, I don't know what you mean, I am single." she continued to move that hot body of hers to the beat of the music.

"Yeah, right. You weren't single last time I saw you. You were flirting with me while you were dancing with him, and then he hit me." his smile turned to a look of anger.

"You must have me mixed up with someone else mate, now move on." she looked over at the man she had previously been dancing with, but Steven blocked her view by moving in front of her again.

"Come on sweetie, think hard. Muggle club in London, last week, you and a tall blonde named Malfoy?" he spoke to her as if she were two years old.

"I don't go to muggle clubs, too filthy, and Draco and I broke up over a month ago." she said indignantly. "So like I said, you have the wrong girl."

"No, I know it was you, you were wearing a short pleated skirt, black tank and white button up shirt. You had on thigh high boots in black too." he told her.

"I don't own any…wait a minute. I left those clothes at Draco's. He had some hussy in my clothes, gross."

"It was you; I am telling you the truth. Same hair, same ass, same tits. Bright red lipstick and heavy black eyeliner. Trust me, I never forget a face." he was dancing a little closer to her now, and she did not move away.

'Holy shit." she said shaking her head. "I was just at Draco's the other day, he did have this slut over, but she looks nothing like me. She had long brown curly hair, brown eyes and was much taller. I knew her from school, Hermione Granger. I saw her in the paper, missing. But now they say she is not. I don't know why she would leave her husband, he was something to look at." she looked up and Steven raised his eyebrow in a sexy way, and then flashed his charming smile.

"Am I now? And you say Hermione is at your ex's? How interesting. Have you gone to the ministry?" he said, keeping his calm, trying to get information.

"You are her husband aren't you?" She smiled "I went there right away; they said they searched and found nothing, but I know it was her. I would know her anywhere." she pressed her body against his and ground her hips into him. He grabbed her waist and pulled her as close as he could as he continued to probe her about Hermione.

"Oh my gods! I wonder if that girl that looked like me was her, you know in disguise? Like maybe she took a Polyjuice potion or whatever." she told him.

"Possible, she was all over that Malfoy, kissing and grinding on him." he told her trying to make her as mad as possible.

Pansy's pale face turned a deep red.

"That little slut, I told her she was there for my man." her fists shook with rage. "He broke up with me around the same time she went missing. You don't think…" she broke off.

"Oh, yes I do. I think my wife, and your ex planned this whole thing." he had a plan, but had to get this girl to go along with him. "But let's not think of them now shall we?" he smiled his million galleon smile at her and she melted in his arms.

"My name is Pansy, by the way." she said demurely.

"Steven, Steven Shanly." he replied kissing her hand. By the end of the night, she was back at his house, kissing him passionately, ripping the buttons off his shirt. He seized her up, tore her blouse off revealing only a lacy black bra underneath. Then he picked her up and carried her up the stairs, throwing her roughly on the bed. He unbuttoned his pants and let them slide to the floor. She followed suit, ripping off her skirt and throwing it across the room. She kneeled on his bed, in nothing but a black thong. Her short dark hair was lightly ruffled and had a sexy messed look to it. He neared the bed, smiling thoroughly. Not at Pansy, but at his newly hatched plan. He took her in his arms and roughly kissed her. She let him be rough with her, pulling her hair and slapping her lightly. An hour later, as they lay there exhausted, he told her of his plan, and to his surprise, she agreed to help him with no coercion at all.