A/N: This song is November Rain by Guns 'n' Roses. Guns 'n' Roses are very sacred so I apologise if no one likes what I did with this song in the chapter.

This chapter is slightly graphic (well compared to normal standards!) towards the end of the chapter, so please don't say I didn't warn you, if you are in England then it is rated 15, if this means nothing to you, it's rated teenager (age 16+).

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Song of the Heart's Embrace

Chapter Six

November Rain

When I look into your eyes

I can see a love restrained

But darlin' when I hold you

Don't you know I feel the same?

'cause nothin' lasts forever

And we both know hearts can change

And it's hard to hold a candle

In the cold November Rain

Dear Hermione,

It's all right, I know you don't need me anymore, but that's okay.

I had a wonderful time, thank you.

I just hope you don't regret that we were together for that time. I won't.

Thanks, Hermione, I mean Granger.

Look after yourself.

I'd have gone with you, if you were mine.

You were never mine.

Draco Malfoy x

He should have waited for her and told her this himself, he regretted that much. He had thought that inside her chocolate orbs he had seen a deeper feeling for him, trying to get out. Yet, he couldn't tell her that he had felt the same way. He really didn't think she felt the same way. He didn't think he could face it if she didn't want to be his friend, he really didn't think he could deal with that pain.

Maybe, just maybe he would forget her, maybe his heart would turn back to the cold, friendless Malfoy he truly was.

That didn't mean he wanted it that way.

Hermione was tired of looking for him, she wasn't sure where he had gone, or where to look. Hermione had looked everywhere in diagon alley and was becoming horribly impatient.

Where are you, you Slytherin bastard?

It was true; she still hated his very guts.

It was also true that she desperately needed to find him.

Where could he be?

Hermione went through the places he could be.

Knockturn Alley- no, that was shut off for maintenance by the ministry.

How about the quidditch shop- no, she'd checked there.

Gringotts- no, she didn't think Draco would hide with the goblins, she knew how much he hated them.

The three broomsticks- no, she'd checked there.

Hogsmeade- no, going there would be pointless.

The supermarket- no, he hated that more that herself. That thought made Hermione laugh slightly.

She knew where he was.

She knew he'd be there, he just had to be.

We've been through this such a long, long time
Just trying to kill the pain
but lovers always come and lovers always go
An no one's really sure who's lettin' go today
walking away
if we could take the time
to lay it on the line
I could rest my head
Just knowin' that you were mine
all mine

She almost ran to the book section of the multi-storey shop. He sat looking at a book, apparently interested. Hermione knew he wasn't, until she saw the title. She had told him that was her favourite, he had listened, and he was reading it. Hermione didn't want to interrupt him, so she stood back watching him intently as he examined the book and read passionately. He was really into the book, and he looked away, reaching a hand into his pocket, pulling out a fiver. He looked at the back and frowned at the price, knowing he had just under the price.

Hermione took this as her cue. She walked to him, putting a pound onto the front of the book on his lap. He looked up and his eyes widened. He didn't know how to respond, so he let her sit down next to him, as he looked at his nails.

"Would you care to explain?" she whispered, letting him take his time.

But he didn't reply, he sat there picking at his nails and staring at his lap.

"I'm confused, Malfoy, are we friends? Are you hinting that you don't want to be? Are you walking away today? Which one of us is letting go?" Hermione sighed, a tear trickling down her face, her features scrunched together in confusion.

Draco could still not reply properly, he could only reach across to her hand and lace his own in it. Hermione laughed slightly, throwing herself onto him. He hugged her back tightly, burying his head in her neck.

So if you want to love me Then darlin' don't refrain

Or I'll just end up walking

In the cold November rain

Draco held her close to him as they lay on the bed. Hermione was still fully clothed, but was heavily asleep. Draco wanted to undress her right there and then, show her how deep his friendship for her went. He restrained from this though, because however much he denied it, he really was just there to be friends.

Do you need some time… on your own

Do you need some time… all alone

Everybody needs some time…

On their own

Don't you know you need some time… all alone

Draco was fast asleep in the bed and Hermione was busy making food in the kitchen. She paused her chopping and sighed. She put the knife down and made for the bathroom, she started the run the water and then she slipped off her clothes, dipping her toe into the water before elegantly slipping into the bathtub. She actually liked the sensation of having personal time all to herself; she liked to relax, to be on her own, all alone.

I know it's hard to keep an open heart

When even friends seem out to harm you

But if you could heal a broken heart

Wouldn't time be out to charm you

Ron didn't take it well when Hermione finally admitted that Draco was staying with her. In fact Hermione was scared of his reaction and wasn't sure she could deal with it. She left as soon as she could, completely broken. She entered her bedroom as she returned home and Draco looked up from the bed, noticing how she looked ready to kill.

"You just saw Ron…" Draco said, searching for the expression on her face, the moment that would tell him all he need to know about her emotions.

"Is it that obvious?" she growled, pulling her jumper off.

Draco realised that her expression was, an empty emotion, a broken feeling, and an open suggestion, vulnerable, at the moment she pulled her sleeves off.

"Hermione? Are you feeling okay?" Draco sighed and she looked to him, a broad grin across her face, like she was expecting him to ask her again.

"I'm going for a bath…" she said, Draco quickly got off the bed and grabbed her wrist.

He pulled her into a hug, a hug that she appreciated and kissed the top of her head, letting her go. She nodded to him and retreated into the bathroom.

Sometimes I need some time… on my own

Everybody needs some time…on their own

Don't you know you need some time… all alone

She was alone.

Just now, not forever.

He was alone.

Just now, not forever.

She was smiling as she hummed, not quite sure why she was happy as she smoothed the bar of silky soap across her skin.

He lay fast asleep; a smile lingering across his slightly parted lips, his breathing steady and peaceful.

They like to be on their own.

They liked to be on their own especially when they knew the other was just in the next room.

And when your fears subside

And shadows still remain

I know that you can love me

When there's no one left to blame

Hermione came into her room, rubbing her hair with a towel, a large one wrapped around her body loosely. Her eyes fell on his sleeping form and she felt a warm sensation tingle her chest. She put down the towel she had used on her hair and approached him, lying down next to his sleeping form; she rested her head on the pillow, her chin brushing his forehead. She reached to his head and ran a hand through his silken hair, closing her eyes as she let the wonder of this consciousness lull her to sleep. She slept, her right arm wrapped around his head, the left hand laced through his hair, resting on his jawbone and cheek, a smile teasing his lips.

So never mind the darkness

We still can find a way

'Cause nothing lasts forever

Even cold November rain

He awoke in the shadows of the room and panicked slightly at the feeling of someone touching him. He sat up abruptly and heard the soft feminine moan as the being was stirred, thankfully still asleep. Draco looked down at her and blushed uncontrollably.

Hermione's towel had slipped down, her breasts completely bare; the only thing not visible was the area where her pelvic bone started to where it ended, serving as some kind of decency. Draco stared in trance at her beautiful body, at her rounded breasts and her generous hips.

Lust overtook him and he trailed a finger from her navel to just below her breast. Knowing she was still fast asleep, he trailed a finger across her nipple, kissing the other softly, making her back arch slightly. He kissed her repeatedly in this fashion, trailing his finger over that breast again and again.

He knew that once this hate for each other was over they would love each other.

He would love her.

He would love her in exactly that way.

Hermione knew full well what he was doing, and she was giving him every reason to carry on, she arched her back, even moaned slightly, and at one point had put her hand onto his shoulder, before digging her nails in slightly. However, she made sure he knew her to be asleep.

Why would she want this to end?

Why would she want to carry on hating him?

Why did this end? Why did she still hate him?

Oh, yes, it was because she was Granger and he was Malfoy.

But still, they needed somebody.

And they only one they needed was the other.

Don't ya think that you need somebody

Don't ya think that you need someone

Everybody needs someone

You're not the only one

You're not the only one

A/N: Okay slightly perverted Malfoy, but then again in some ways Hermione let him do this. Hope you enjoyed, please review and trust me, this is about as graphic as I'm planning on doing, but who knows? I don't plan on writing any more scenes of such a sexual nature in the next chapters, as far as I'm concerned I won't need to, so I apologise for if/when I do.

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