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Two Sides of the Same

Hermione Granger walks down the hall that leads to Potions with her two best friends, Harry and Ron. The hallways were somewhat packed but they somehow manage to squeeze through the crowd of people. As they approach the door, who do they spy but the self-proclaimed prince of Slytherin? She knows of her two best friends' problem of knowing when to pick their fights. For instance, right now? Not a good time to start anything. Snape could come and give them all detentions! But what do they do? They provoke a battle.

She sighs as they send death glares at the 'Prince' and his followers, who in turn have the same 'disease' that Harry and Ron have. As Slytherin bunch approach the Gryffindor gang with Draco Malfoy in front Hermione shakes her head at him and his associates.

"Good morning Potter, how's that scar of yours? Still fainting at the sight of dementors?" Malfoy smirks. 'What an idiot! He just doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut! Though I suppose he's setting up a scene so it doesn't look suspicious.' Hermione thinks.

"My life is none of your business Malfoy. Why don't you crawl back into that hole you came out of and leave everyone alone? No one wants you here anyway." Harry retorts. Hermione sees Draco's steel hard eyes flicker with an emotion that she knows no one recognizes except for her, fear. 'Not a smart move Harry, Draco doesn't like it when people point that out.' She thinks.

"At least I don't beg for attention from the world!" Draco fires back. Mentally she sighs, 'This is not good.'

"The only one here begging for attention is you Malfoy-" Hermione cuts him off.

"Harry stop it! You'll get yourself in trouble!"

"Yeah Potter, listen to your - girlfriend!" Malfoy spits out. She hears the hesitant use of the word 'girlfriend'. She just hopes no one else has caught it. Hermione spins towards him and begins a completely fake and arranged fight.

"I wouldn't be talking Malfoy. Besides I'm not his girlfriend. Ginny Weasley is." What she's really saying is: Please Draco stop this, you know how important my friends are to me. Anyway, I am your girlfriend, you know that…

"Oh is that so? Well I could've sworn otherwise. Weaslette isn't any better. Good God Potter do you have a problem with getting actually women or what?" He's actually saying: If I do stop everyone will get suspicious! I hope you can forgive me, you know that I love you…

"Harry don't answer that. He's just being a stuck up monster." Leave Harry alone. If you don't quit it I won't meet you tonight and you can sleep by yourself!

"I'm the monster? You should see your hair Granger." But that's not fair! You know very well I can't sleep well without you...

Hermione huffs and crosses her arms under her bosom. Well that's too bad…

"Very attractive Granger, just like your hair." Draco chuckles as well as his band of Slytherins. But- but- but! That's not fair…

"Well thanks for the compliment Malfoy; I didn't know you were so gracious to mudbloods." There's a collective gasp at Hermione's indication as the 'M' word.

Draco rushes at Hermione and before anyone can stop him he backs her against the dungeon wall.

"I don't give compliments to – mud bloods like you." Draco hissed in a whisper. Don't you DARE refer to yourself as a mud blood! You know how much it hurts me to call you such an ugly name when you aren't! Gods I want to ravish you right here and now, in front of everyone. Just so they no you're off limits…

"Is there a problem here?" A snake-like voice jeered at the converging groups.

"No, professor." Hermione responds in a clipped tone.

"Good. I suggest you all get into class and in your seats before I take points off." Professor Snape announces.

Draco shoots Hermione a glare which she gladly returns.

---LATER THAT NIGHT---

Two figures are seen out tonight. One boy and one girl. One coming from the Slytherin dungeons and the other coming from the Gryffindor tower. The boy tip toes up the castle stairs as the girl sneaks down. The girl walks by an empty classroom whose door is left a jar. Suddenly, a hand reaches out from the shadows and covers the girl's mouth as the other drags her by the waist into the darkness. The girl does not scream. She willingly lets herself be dragged into the blackness of the supposed 'abandoned' room.

A muttering is heard and small candles that are particularly placed around the room light up. The figure that pulled her in is revealed as a boy with blindingly blond hair and challenging steel eyes.

"I thought you weren't going to come." He murmurs gently in her ear. She doesn't reply. The girl is stiff in the boy's hold. He soothingly nuzzles her neck in a tender fashion.

"Hermione…" He whispers, "Hermione please, please answer me." The boy gets desperate as he turns her in his arms and begins to plant kisses all over her face.

"Hermione…" He moans, "Hermione..."

She doesn't respond. He pleads and he begs, but she restrains herself. While his hands run up and down her body trying to coax some sort of emotion from her, she stands with her hands at her sides.

"You didn't stop." She finally says.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He whispers against her lips, "I'm sorry." Her lips curve into a smirk.

"You were just doing that to be annoying now weren't you?" Hermione demands. Now it's Draco's turn to smirk.

"You know me too well." He says as his lips brush her earlobe, "Will you find it in that kind heart of yours to forgive me?" Hermione chuckles.

"I don't know…" she trails off.

"Please." He beseeches. She turns around in his arms and runs her fingers down his chest lovingly making him shake at her touch.

"I suppose I-" Her voice is cut off by Draco's lips meshing onto hers. He tries to charm her lips to move against his. Eventually she caves in and attacks with eager bent up passion.

Their tongues glide across one another creating friction. When kisses and nibbles aren't enough, hands come into action. Draco's hands rub stubbornly slow against her waist while Hermione's find salvation under his shirt as they journey up and down his chest.

Their support for each other doesn't seem to be enough so Draco pushes her a little harshly against the classroom door just missing then doorknob. They break apart for air.

"Doesn't this remind you of this morning?" asks Draco in a husky voice.

"Mmmm…" is the only thing that issues forth from her rosy lips. Draco moves his mouth down to her neck breathing heavily. His wet kisses leave 'bread crumbs' to her collarbone where he pushes aside her school oxford to reveal her shoulder.

"Only this time," he sighs, "I get to have my way with you." He pauses as he places butterfly kisses down her shoulder, "Because of this morning I was thinking all day of tonight. When my touch on your skin would send shivers down your spine and my kisses would make you light-headed. I only wish I could kiss you whenever, wherever I want." He groans as his fingers entangle themselves in her curly hair.

"Hermione, I NEVER want to hear that word come from your mouth again. I NEVER want you to refer to yourself as that thing again. Do you hear me?" Draco whispers angrily, "Every time I hear that it just brings back the pain of my injustice to you. Don't let me suffer anymore. I can't live without you." His voice is desperate as if he were hanging over a cliff holding on to a rope for dear life.

"I-I….I promise." Her tone is final.

"Good." Is the only word Draco says in response as he draws his thumb against her cheek.

"Draco?" Hermione asks.

"Yes?" Draco replies.

"I love you." Her declaration is so soft he barely heard her.

"And I love you." He says and kisses her affectionately on the lips.

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A/N: Ok not exactly how I wanted it to go but I think it went all right. Draco kinda sounded a bit clingy… what do you think? Thanks to Haley.Infinitely.Weird for looking over this! Review please!