The characters in my fanfic are all owned and created by J.K. Rowling.

Harry and Hermione had the most talked about relationship at Hogwarts....They were perfect for each other. BUT what would happen if the sexiest blond boy in school fancied her? Would she abandon all of her beliefs and her friends? And Harry? Read to find out. R/R!!!

Part Two: The Library Rendevous

It was 11:50 pm, and Hermione was counting down the minutes until she had to go see Harry in the library. The whole time she was sitting there contemplating her moves on him. "Come on! Come on! 11:54! Oh, come on!" She said as she watched the minutes go by like years. "Gr! Bloody hell, I'm going now! At least I'll have a head start on him. Gives me time to prepare." She thought while putting on her robe. She opened the door to the Common room and saw that the Fat Lady on the picture was away. She snuck down each corridor ducking and maneuvering around the moving pictures.

She finally got to the library. Slowly, she crept inside. "Hello? Is anyone there?" She whispered. She happened to glance over to Madam Pince's desk and noticed a small sign. Hermione walked over to the sign and read it carefully, "YOU'RE OBVIOUSLY WONDERING WHAT'S GOING ON.....GO TO THE RESTRICTED SECTION OF THE LIBRARY AND I WILL BE WAITING FOR YOU." Hermione giggled and headed toward the "Restricted" part of the large library. She unlocked the latch on the metal door and pushed it open. Her head was spinning with ideas of what to do to Harry. What kind of "things" could she think of?

Just then a hand reached around from the next isle and grabbed her. The hand yanked her with so much force she nearly knocked over the bookcase. She couldn't see who the figure was, but she was sure it was Harry. It HAD to be Harry.

"I love it when you get rough," she said teasing him.

Hermione then began to kiss him, wrapping her legs around his waist, she could feel him growing through her pajama pants. Why was his kiss so powerful now? Why did she have this need for him? Hermione didn't care, she knew something was going to happen tonight that she had been waiting for. She was going to have Harry, all of him. She backed him up into the wall and began to undress him. Just then, from the window on the opposite side, a moonbeam caught her lover's face like an angel.

"MALFOY?! OH MY GOD! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!?" Her screams echoed in the hollow room.

"SHHHHHH!" He said trying to quiet her. "I am the one who sent you the letter. I told you to meet me here. Was I wrong in wanting to see you, and in wanting you? Draco said, his lips still moist from her kiss.

"YES IT WAS WRONG! I AM WITH HARRY, NOT YOU! I DON'T EVEN LIKE YOU!" Hermione exclaimed still enraged.

"Oh! I beg to differ, Miss Granger. I could tell you liked it, from the way you were kissing me. You liked it, hell I liked it, admit it, you want me." Draco smirked at her, and let out a slight chuckle. "Don't you?"

"NO! I-I-I- I have to go now." Hermione gathered herself and walked off. She heard footsteps approaching fast behind her. Draco ran up and turned her around to face him.

"If you ever change your mind, which I am hoping you do. Send me a message or something. I'll still be here.....wanting you."

Hermione looked at him and left him there, with his hormones still running wild.