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a/n: I have a new hand bag. It is shaped like a watering can. On to more relevant matters, writing this story my study breaks (I hate the HSC). But on a lighter note, I have done half my exams and I only have 4 left! (Yay!)

CHAPTER FIVE

The next morning Hermione woke up to find that she was cuddled up to Draco with her back against his stomach. The weirdest thing was the fact that Draco had his arm around her waist, holding her close. Hermione just lay there, unmoving, smiling a little to herself and waited for Draco to wake up. It made no difference that she really didn't like the guy who was holding her, there is nothing so comforting as waking up in a hug.

Draco stirred and opened his eyes, realised he was holding Hermione and quickly retracted his arm.

"Sorry."

"That's ok, just try not to make a habit of it." Draco couldn't think of a reply, so he just gathered his clothes and went to change. While he was out of the room, Hermione pulled off her pyjamas and began to change. After pulling on her stockings and skirt, she began to hunt around for a shirt. At the precise moment that Hermione was reaching down to see if she'd left her other shirt in her trunk, Draco walked back into the bedroom, and from his vantage point, would've had a nice view down her shirt if she had been wearing one. As it was, he could see practically everything, seeing as bending down tends to mean you spill out a little more if you get the drift.

"Shit Draco, don't you knock?"

"Sorry," Draco replied automatically, while his brain focused on the fact that he could see Hermione Granger in a see through lace bra. He was so intent on staring at her chest that he didn't see her hand rise and smack his face.

SLAP.

"Get. Out. Now." Draco didn't need to be asked twice, when faced with Hermione's wrath or waiting safely in the living room, there was no choice.

Holy Shit, I was just staring at Granger's boobs. Fuck, she is going to be maaaaaaaad.

Meanwhile, Hermione had found a shirt, all the while muttering to herself about disgusting perverts who couldn't get any so spent their time staring at girls uninvited.

And to think that this morning I thought it was nice waking up in a hug. He was probably taking the opportunity to grope me while I was asleep. Hermione was so angry that she had become illogical, and failed to realise that while she was sleeping, Draco was sleeping. In fact she had been asleep for less time than him. She fastened her robes and slipped her wand into her pocket. Opening the door, she found Draco, looking sheepish and a little scared.

"Malfoy, this morning you have already had to apologise to me for two separate offences. Unless you want a third added to the list, mention this to no one and in turn, I will refrain from hexing you at every chance I get."

"Melodramatic much? Offences? Hello, one was an involuntary action and the other a natural reaction."

"Breakfast, now." Hermione was not in the mood to listen to any of Malfoy's crap excuses. She pushed open the door and they left, heading for the great hall together. Once again, Draco slid his arm around her waist as they walked down the corridors. However once they reached the great hall, Draco walked Hermione to the Gryffindor table and told her,

"I'm going to eat with Blaise this morning. I haven't had a good talk with him in a while."

"Sure thing, see you in class then." Draco waited until Hermione was about to sit down with Harry and Ron, before catching her arm, pulling her back towards him and capturing her lips in a kiss. He slid his hands up her arms and cupped the sides of her face, deepening the kiss. Hermione was startled to say the least, however she knew she would have to go along with the kiss, waited patiently until Draco withdrew his tongue from her mouth before leaning around to whisper in his ear,

"Number three. You'll pay for that later I can assure you." She nipped his ear with her teeth, turned her back to him and sat down to eat with Harry and Ron, both of whom were looking determinedly in the opposite direction.

"Sorry guys, Draco is just very affectionate. I'll tell him not to be so public about it."

"Well Drake, I have to say, looks like your marriage is working out for good. I have to say I thought you would be killing one another by now. However it seems you're doing exactly the opposite. Giving Granger the kiss of life."

"Ha ha Blaise, I'm not in a great mood this morning. Hermione and I had our first fight." First fight, I wish. God she is going to kill me tonight. Meh it was worth it, she is a phenomenal kisser.

"Hello, earth to Drake, come in Drake. I've been talking to you for the past minute and you haven't heard a word I've been saying. I asked you, is Granger a good fuck?"

"Uh Blaise, that's my wife, not some random whore. I actually love her, hard as it is to believe. Got that?"

"Sorry man, I just didn't picture you falling for anyone, let alone Granger. I figured she must be an exceptional lay or you wouldn't have bothered."

"Ok stop right now before I get really pissed off. Just accept that Hermione and I are a real couple, we're not just fuck buddies married for convenience. Oh shit its Pansy, gotta go." Draco had seen Pansy storming down the table, heading straight for him. By eating with the Gryffindors, Draco had managed to avoid her until now, however she was now heading his way. Draco avoided eye contact, stood up and walked as quickly as was decent towards the Gryffindor table.

"Hey Hermy mind if I sit with you, thanks Pansy is on the war path again and she is really scary."

"Don't ever call me Hermy again and I'll protect you from big bad Pansy."

"She is scary, ok?"

"Seriously Hermione," Ron interrupted, "she is really quite frightening. Also seriously Draco, don't call her Hermy, how do you think I got this scar?"

"I get the picture."

"Hey Drae, I'm finished with my breakfast now, and I need to get my book bag, walk me ok?"

"Sure." Draco finished off Hermione's pumpkin juice and grabbed her hand, tugging her up so that she fell into his chest.

"Careful dear, don't want a number four do you?" Harry and Ron exchanged quizzical looks while Draco just pulled Hermione towards the door, wrapping both his arms around her waist as they were walking. They went through the halls quickly, and as soon as they were in their apartment with the door closed, Hermione rounded on Draco and reached up to slap him. Fortunately, Draco had been expecting something of the sort, and so was able to grab her hand before it made contact. Thinking ahead, Draco decided to grab her other hand, just in case.

"Haven't you ever heard of domestic abuse Hermione? I think this falls in that category."

"Let go of my hands, now."

"No I think I like holding your hands. I know I'm safe that way." Draco smirked as he realised his position. I am much stronger than her, I have control of her and we are really quite close proximity wise. Hmmm. Draco backed Hermione up against a wall, placed his hands on either side of her, leant in and kissed her. He seemed to have forgotten that Hermione really only put up with kissing him in public because she had to. The one thing on his mind was that Hermione was a great kisser and the he might as well get some perks out of the marriage. His one mistake was letting go of her hands. Hermione kissed him back with equal passion, however all the while she was reaching for her wand.

"Rictusempra!" Hermione hit him with a tickling spell, and then watched as Draco fell to the floor laughing.

"I'll let the spell up once I've got my books ready. Enjoy." Hermione collected her books from the study where she had done her homework and slid them into her shoulder bag. When she returned to the living room, Draco was still rolling around on the floor, his face slowly turning red, then purple from lack of air.

"Oh shit! Finite incatatum."

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief as Draco's face turned back to his normal colour and he began to breath evenly. She bent over him, checking to see that he was fine, when he kicked his leg up, caught Hermione at the back of her knee, causing her to collapse on top of him.

"Look Hermione, while I've got you with me. We need to get along. Apart from the fact that we'll probably end up killing each other if we continue like this, it's not fun. Look we are married. People expect us to have a physical relationship. Infuriating though you may be, you are hot and you have a nice body. I figure that we might as well take advantage of the fact that we have to have sex and make the most of it. I'm not allowed to have any affairs or anything, so if you're expecting me to go without anything until we sort out this crap with my father, you're going a little too far. My vote is with taking the attraction potion tonight, having sex and then just letting things go on from there."

"Fine. Now would you please let go of me so I can get up." While he had been speaking, Draco's arms had fastened around Hermione's back very firmly and he still hadn't let go. He did so now, before quickly picking up his book bag and leaving the apartment for his charms class. Hermione meanwhile picked up her book bag again and headed off to transfiguration.

Holy Shit what did I just agree to? I think I'm getting in way over my head here. All throughout the day, Hermione sat basically in silence. At lunch she passively let Draco lead her to the Slytherin table before she sat down and realised what she had just done. She looked in horror around her at the black and green robed students before glaring at Draco.

"What the hell am I doing here? They are going to kill me! Pansy looks as though she is ready to shoot me."

"What do you mean 'shoot' you? And I've been sitting at your table so I thought it would be nice if you came and sat with me occasionally."

"I never asked or wanted you to sit with me and I mean she looks ready to shoot me with a gun which is this muggle weapon."

"Well you'll just have to deal wont you? Potato bake?" Hermione responded by pinching Draco's leg under the table and accepting the bake with a smile. She ate as quickly as she could while Draco talked to Blaise and occasionally tried to include her in the conversation. Blaise looked quizzically at Hermione every so often but made no comment. Just as Hermione was finishing, Draco caught her leg under the table and leant over to whisper in her ear.

"I certainly hope you're not thinking of leaving without me…that would be a little weird wouldn't it? Just wait a few minutes, I'm almost done," Draco finished before turning back to Blaise and leaving his hand firmly planted on her thigh. Hermione growled inwardly, but knew she couldn't say anything in front of all the Slytherins, so she just laid her head on Draco's shoulder and closer her eyes. She put her hand under the table and began to pry Draco's hand off her thigh, finger by finger. Draco responded by removing his hand from her thigh, putting it around her waist and pulling her closer to him, so she was practically sitting on his lap. He smirked at Blaise.

"She hasn't been getting much sleep…" Blaise winked and laughed at Draco while Hermione got madder and madder. Fabulous, now all of Slytherin is going to think all we do all night long is shag and they couldn't be further from the truth. I seriously want to kill Malfoy right now.

Draco finished eating just as lunch ended and potions began, so he and Hermione left the hall together and began to walk to the dungeons. Hermione was just about to start yelling at Draco when Harry and Ron turned up and joined them.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Not much really, just braving lunch at the Slytherin table."

"How was it?"

"Oh fine, wasn't it sweetie," Draco broke in before Hermione could say anything, "well fine except for a few dirty looks from the Pansy end of the table."

"I don't think that they'll ever stop…at least she didn't try and stab you Hermione," Ron commented.

"Yeah, although I could definitely take her on. Apart from the whole first in the grade, and best at spells hence best at hexing , I am also a hell of a lot taller than her and most probably stronger."

"I have to agree, I wouldn't want to make you angry ever," Harry laughed, while Draco looked a little nervous.

When the four reached the dungeon, Draco pulled Hermione to the back table again, while Harry and Ron took the one on front of them. The lesson passed uneventfully, with Hermione and Draco both making perfect aging potions, while Harry's turned orange as opposed to lilac and Ron's smelt, looked like and had the consistency of uncooked bread dough. Hermione and Draco both received full marks for the lesson's work (surprising seeing as the teacher was indeed Snape) while Harry and Ron both refused to tell anyone their marks.

After potions, the only people who had class were those who took History of Magic and Muggle Studies, since this meant that a majority of the grade had free periods, Hermione, Draco, Harry and Ron all left to do their own thing. Hermione of course made a beeline for the library, where she started and finished all her homework before dinner. Draco went out flying to calm himself down. Although he would never admit it, he was scared of Hermione being angry at him, as well as a little apprehensive about that night. Ron and Seamus played chess while Harry had mysteriously vanished. It actual fact, Ginny also had a free and the two of them were in the Room of Requirement… 'studying'. (Teehee).

Hermione spent the entire afternoon in the library and by the time she became un-engrossed in her books it was time for dinner. She packed away her things and ran to the apartment to put her bag away before she went down to the great hall. When she arrived at the portrait of Daine, she was slightly out of breath and it took a couple of seconds to get enough air into her lungs to pant out "Pirum". Daine smiled at her before the portrait swung open and Hermione climbed through. She was surprised to see Draco sitting on the couch waiting for her.

"Malfoy," Hermione acknowledged him with a nod of her head.

"I thought we were on first name basis."

"Yeah well not when you irritate the hell out of me and when you managed to piss me off three times before breakfast, twice after breakfast and you talk about us sleeping together with your Slytherin buddies. For future reference I refuse to sit at the Slytherin table again, at least when you were at our table we included you in the conversation and there were no threats made on your life by psychotic ex-girlfriends."

"Exactly how many ex-girlfriends of yours should I be worried about?"

"Very funny. You know what I mean. Try not to eat too slowly we have plans for tonight if you remember."

"How could I forget. I'll try not to take too long."

The pair walked out of the room and were practically on opposite sides of the thankfully deserted corridor until just before they entered the huge foyer outside the Great Hall. Draco picked up Hermione's hand, walked her to the Gryffindor table and kissed her on the cheek as she sat down. Hermione smiled at him before turning and striking up a lively conversation with Harry and Ron. About half way through dinner Hermione glanced over at Harry and jumped with surprise.

"Harry! You've got a hickey! Who have you been kissing?" Harry made violent cutting gestures in the air mouthing 'not now' over and over to Hermione, but it was too late. Ron turned around and examined Harry's neck.

"Wow mate, someone did some pretty good work there, anyone we know?"

"Uh sort of…mmm this pie is great isn't it?"

"Stop trying to change the subject," Ron laughed, "there's no need to be embarrassed, I'd be pretty pleased if I was getting any action…" Ron's voice trailed off and he glanced over at where Luna was sitting at the Ravenclaw table.

Something suddenly clicked in Hermione's mind, she glanced from Harry to Ginny and back again before raising her eyebrows at Harry, who turned bright red and made shushing noises.

"Oh so that's who you've been seeing…" Hermione winked at Harry.

"Who? Who?" Ron was remarkably unperceptive, given that Ginny, who had heard what was going on had turned red, Harry was red and Hermione kept glancing from one red face to the other with a smile on her face.

"Um…well Ron you see it's like this. I've got a girlfriend. And I didn't tell you because I knew you'd freak out. And the reason I knew you'd freak out is because my girl friend is kind of, well not kind of, what I'm trying to say is…"

"It's me." Ginny had slid along the bench away from the sixth years until she was sitting next to Harry looking nervously at Ron.

As his ears slowly passed through red to purple, Ron seemed momentarily speechless before burying his face in his arms on the table and saying in a muffled voice,

"Well he's a better choice than Michael Corner I suppose." Ginny smiled and leant over the table to half-hug Ron while Harry let out a sigh of relief and smiled at Hermione. She smiled back before she saw Draco heading towards the Gryffindor table, when the smile slid off her face, to be replaced with a look of apprehension and nervousness.

"See you guys, Draco and I have to organise some stuff." She stood up before Draco reached the table and cut him off before anything could be said to her friends. Hermione grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the great hall.

Holy Shit it's time already. I just need to be calm and everything will be fine. Hermione gritted her teeth and forced an expression of calm onto her face.

Draco smiled to himself, she's so nervous…I wonder if she's a virgin? Mmm her ass looks hot tonight.

When the couple arrived at the painting, Daine greeted them with a "You two are back from dinner quickly aren't you."

"We have some things to do. Pirum."

"See you next time." She smiled and swung forward.

One the pair were in the living room, a thick blanket of tension settled over the room, so palpable you could eat it with a knife and fork.

"So, do you have the potions?"

"Yeah, they're right here." Hermione went over to a side table and picked up a small leather pouch which had two vials of the attraction potion in it.

"It lasts for 12 hours so that is plenty of time. Its 8:30 now so it will wear off tomorrow morning. We need to each drink half of a vial, swap and then drink the left over of the other vial. Are you ready?"

"I suppose…so are we about to fall in love for 12 hours?"

"No, we will become physically attracted to one another, and we will like each other a lot more but it's not a love potion."

"Ok great lets just go."

Hermione handed Draco one of the vials and on the count of three, both swallowed half their vials. The effect was instantaneous. Both felt extremely happy and particularly loving towards the world in general. Swapping the vials, the second half of the potion was drunk and the feelings were given a focus, the person standing right across the room. Hermione suddenly felt giggly at the thought of being in the same room as Draco and excited and nervous about the prospect of sleeping with him. Draco, uncharacteristically, felt extremely tender towards Hermione and thought to himself She isn't just hot, she is actually beautiful. They both moved towards the couch and looked nervously at the other.

"Um, do you want me to put on some music? I brought a special cd player in Diagon Alley which runs on magic."

"I'm not entirely sure what a CD is but ok." They smiled at each other as Hermione flicked her wand and the song Romeo and Juliet by the Dire Straits came on. She looked at Draco and it was if they had been catapulted at each other. Hermione was barely aware of Draco removing her outer robe, before steering her onto the couch. Still kissing her, he put gentle pressure on her shoulders and forced her down, so that she was lying on her back. He kissed her for what seemed like several hours. Every time she tried to sit up or speak he'd force her back on to the couch and start again with the long hot probing kisses. Draco was half on top of her, the weight of his body both comforting and delicious. It was a long time since Hermione had been kissed like that, both tender and passionately. In fact, apart from the few public kisses with Draco it was a long time since she had been kissed at all. She pulled away from Draco and smiled.

"Perhaps we should go somewhere a little more comfortable, say the bedroom?" Draco nodded in agreement, his face flushed. He slid off Hermione and picked her up before walking across to the bedroom.

This is just like a normal wedding night. Hermione giggled at the thought that their marriage should have anything normal at all to do with it. When they reached the bedroom, Draco began kissing Hermione again, while slowly lying back on the bed with her. He began to unbutton Hermione's shirt, taking his own sweet time. They did after all have all night. As he was unbuttoning her shirt he kissed each new inch of exposed flesh until Hermione was panting with desire. This continued until Draco had slowly stripped off her shirt, skirt and stockings, and Hermione was lying in front of him with nothing but a bra and panties on. Hermione was suddenly shy that she was wearing next to nothing and Draco was still to all intents and purposes fully dressed. With shaking hands she undid his shirt buttons, and smoothed it off his tanned chest. She then hesitated for a second, before reaching for his pants and slowly unbuttoning them, so that Draco was lying next to her only in a pair of black boxers. He rolled over so that he was on top of her and began kissing her again while he slowly undid her bra clasp and kissed his way down her neck to her exposed breasts, pausing on the way to suck a hickey onto Hermione's neck. He stopped briefly looked up at Hermione and asked,

"Hermione are you a virgin? I don't want to hurt you." She shook her head in reply and reached her hands down to his boxers, pulling them slowly down his legs. Draco began to kiss Hermione again, stopping occasionally to whisper to her how beautiful she was, while he slid her panties down and positioned himself at her entrance. He grabbed his wand and muttered a contraceptive charm before he pushed into her and gasped as Hermione dug her fingernails into his shoulder and wrapped her legs around his waist. The next fifteen minutes passed in a daze of passion for Hermione. She was aware of Draco holding back, waiting for her to orgasm before he let himself go, but that was all.

They lay in the bed together, although neither showed any signs of wanting to go to sleep, which was fine with Hermione. Draco wrapped his arm around her and pulled her into the curve of his body. He sighed with contentment and kissed Hermione's hair. They still had 11 hours of affection left.

a/n: hey guys please please review (unless you think it is really crap then I'd rather not hear and just keep on being blissfully ignorant). I have almost 2000 hits and only 24 reviews. Also please read and review my two one shots "Nobody's Side" and "You and I" they are both H/D. Thanks, hope you enjoyed this chapter…it was fun being able to write Hermione and Draco being almost in love without having to really build up to it.