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The most unlikely of them all – Part III

"I can't… It's impossible… I'm sorry…" A few tears came up in Hermione's eyes.

"I see. I kind of expected that you couldn't do that to him." Draco sighed.

"It's not that… I just mean that I don't think I can get him so happy that he will cry…" Hermione really cried now.

"If you really want to, you'll manage. You're not the best student at school for nothing."

"I can't. I just can't."

Draco had an inner fight with himself before he made up his mind. The girl was really attractive, and totally in to him. This was just minor rule breaking. After all, she would soon be considered a pure blood….

"Let me give you some motivation…"

Draco leaned over and kissed Hermione carefully. She didn't respond at first, but soon she opened her mouth and let her tongue run carefully over his lips. She put her arms around his neck before she began to explore the inside of his mouth. Draco did the same thing, and soon they were totally caught up in each other. Draco put his hands under her shirt and began to massage the delicate fabric of her bra. Hermione moaned. This was everything she had dreamt of, and now it was happening! She really couldn't believe it.

She tugged his white shirt out of his pants, and started to feel the smooth skin of his back. Draco pulled back, and started to unbutton her shirt. Soon he revealed a black lace bra, and a flat stomach with a little black belly button piercing. He touched it gently. Who would have thought?

Hermione on the other hand had started to unbutton his shirt. It didn't take long before she was finished, and annoying fabric were removed. Draco didn't waste any time, and reached around her to unclasp the bra. He looked at her breasts. They were milky white, with dark pink nipples that looked eager to get his attention. He put his lips around the left and sucked gently. Hermione looked as though she were in heaven.

Even though this felt incredible, she really couldn't wait to feel him inside of her. She had waited so long, and doubted that she was able to wait another second.

"Draco… It feels unbelievably good, but I don't need foreplay. I've had three years of it already…" He let go of her nipple, and smiled at her.

"I won't complain about that…" She leaned forwards and kissed him deeply, before starting to unlock his belt. Draco pulled down the zipper of her skirt, and as she lifted herself of the couch, he removed it completely. He wasn't surprised by the fact that Hermione didn't wear underwear, but by the fact that she completely shaved. He felt his erection become harder than it ever had been.

Hermione, who now had pulled down his zipper, felt it and smiled. He actually wanted her as much as she wanted him. Not wasting more time, she removed his pants and boxers at the same time. She just looked at him. He was huge. She started to wonder if she really could get it inside of her…

Draco made Hermione lay on her back, and put himself on top of her. He looked her into her eyes, and kissed her deeply. Hermione felt herself become so wet that it literally pored out of her. All the doubts about his size disappeared. And then she felt him in her opening. He didn't move, just stayed there while still kissing her. She trusted her hips against him, and felt him enter. He broke the kiss, and allowed her to get the rest of him. She had never felt anything better than this. Not until he started to move. The room went into a blur before she closed her eyes. All she could sense was Draco's moves inside of her. As she felt him reach his peak, she reached the stars.

A few minutes later, when they both had come to their senses, Draco looked down at Hermione. "Are you sure that you can't get it? You know, we can't have this kind of a relationship if you don't…" He grinned at her.

"I can get it. I'm sure. There has to be a way. I just have to find it first." Hermione had never felt surer about anything.

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Hermione sat in her room, wondering about the whole Harry problem. Damn it! If it hadn't been for that potion and the fact that she was a Slytherin, she could have managed to get it easily. But now, she didn't even get to meet him. So how to do it? She knew that he was in love with her if she removed the effect of the potion. But if she did, he had to deal with the whole school about the Ron situation. She sighed. This was going to be harder than she imagined. Unless… Indeed! There was a solution! With that thought Hermione headed to the library.

Hermione got to sith with Draco at breakfast the next morning. It was definitely an improvement. Even though their fellow Slytherins looked at her in a way that was everything but nice, at least they didn't say anything. She had explained her plan to Draco the night before, and he was sure that she would succeed. Therefore, he had decided to protect her at the meals. She had thought that he would do that anyway, but she wouldn't complain. As long as he did, it didn't matter why.

She looked over to the Gryffindor table. Still no sign of Harry and Ron. She couldn't understand how they could go so long without eating. She just hoped that they would be there at dinner. She had prepared everything, now she just had to find Harry.

The day was longer than any other school day. She had to take all of her classes with the Slytherins now. And they were definitely not happy about it. She hoped that the fact that she earned them a lot of house point would make them happier as time went by. She skipped lunch, not able to be around them anymore. Thankfully the last class of the day were three hours of potions, witch they shared with the Gryffindors. To look forwards to that was proved to be a big mistake. They had never been particularly found of her, but at least she had gotten them the house trophy every year. They pretended that she didn't exist, and Hermione had to work with a hateful Lavender, who didn't say a single word to her. She probably said them all behind her back, Hermione thought bitterly.

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When she came down for dinner, she saw that Ron was still missing. But Harry was there! She was quite surprised, but decided not to waste this opportunity. She made her way over to the Gryffindor table, which fell completely silent as she came closer. She stopped behind Harry, who sat alone close to the door, trying to eat as fast as possible.

"Harry, can I talk to you for a minute?" He looked up at her. He looked like a complete wreck. His face was pale, and his eyes were red. It looked like he had trouble sitting.

"What for, Hermione? I don't need to be laughed at anymore. I think I've gotten more than I could ever need of that. And why on earth are you suddenly a Slytherin?" He looked quite annoyed.

"Please Harry! I won't laugh at you, I would never do that. I just want to talk to you. And I have a great explanation for the whole Slytherin thing." Harry looked as though he doubted her, but he came with her anyway.

They sat by themselves in the empty DADA classroom. Hermione spoke first.

"Where is Ron, Harry? Is there something wrong?" Harry looked down, and murmured "Hemorides…" Hermione thought that the best thing would be to leave that topic alone.

Before she could have an intelligent conversation with him, she had to remove the effect of the amorous potion. "You look a bit pale, Harry… Drink this, I'm sure it will help." She handed him a bottle of Butter Beer, which also contained the cure. He drank it, and soon he started to turn back to his normal self. She knew that he would have no memory of the whole Ron experience.

"Hermione! Why are we here? And why are you dressed like a Slytherin?" Harry looked incredibly confused.

"I think you just had a little blackout. It has probably something to do with Voldemort. It has happened before, right?" Harry looked as though he accepted her explanation.

"As for the Slytherin thing, it's a bit difficult to explain. You see, I have become one …"

"YOU WHAT?"

"There is a perfectly good reason for it, I assure you! You know, I've read a lot about the Dark Arts lately. In the restricted section, I came across a potion that can awake the dead."

"I thought such a thing didn't exist?"

"It does. But it is the darkest kind of magic. You need something that is almost impossible to get. The blood of their murderer."

"Do you mean…?

"I do. I got to join Slytherin by saying that I'm spying for the order. I thought that I could get to know Draco better, and eventually join the Death Eaters. I'm afraid that this means that I have to pretend that I hate you and Ron…" Harry, who know looked more shocked than anyone ever did before him, seemed unable to speak.

"But… But…. Why? Why would you put yourself through all of this?"

"Because…" Hermione looked down, thanking Merlin for her acting classes.

"Because I love you Harry. And I know how much this means to you. I just want to make you happy." He bought it! She couldn't believe that he did, but the look on his face was unmistakable. Never had he smiled that much. He looked almost ready to cry. Almost… Damn! She leaned forwards and kissed him. While pretending like she stroke him gently over his cheek, she removed the tears that silently made their way out of his eyes.

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