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Listening In

Hermione walked down the dark corridor with her wand in front of her providing light. She left out a low exasperated sigh. The day had been long and the time for rest was short.

She had been patrolling the castle for nearly an hour and was headed back to her room. Hermione was about to let out a loud shriek when her mouth was suddenly covered by a stranger.

He grabbed her by the waist and pulled to an old abandoned class room.

Omg, what is going on? Harry?

"Hermione…where were you at really today?" Harry Potter asked her with is hands grabbing at her robe tightly.

"Harry…let me go! We've just barely started speaking again, its none of your business to know where I was." She replied

Harry looked down at his feet and back at her.

"Mione…I'm so sorry about all of this. I really am."

"Ya…I am too."

"Do you think that maybe we could get together sometime…"Harry wondered shyly.

"I don't know Harry, but I really have to run." She explained.

"Oh…yes…um of course. I'll see you in class." Harry finished and kissed her on the cheek and disappeared out of the room.

Damnit.

"Damnit Granger, where have you been? If you hadn't come back now I would have had to come and look for you." Draco Malfoy yelled at her from the common room. He stood over the fire place with his left hand placed on the mantle piece supporting him.

Flames flickered highlighting his facial features. He turned his head right to gaze at her.

He is bloody beautiful. She thought as thoughts of Harry swam out of her mind. She walked over to him slow and spoke.

"I'm sorry I was held up." Hermione explained. Draco nodded in understanding and stepped back from the flames. And smirked at her, her hair was down framing her face. Her creamy ivory legs were exposed to his eyes, he scanned them slowly.

Hermione's faces reddened when she realized that he was watching her.

"Do tell me Granger, why didn't you sleep with Potter?

"…Um lack of experience. I wasn't really ready. " She replied looking down at her feet. The fire crackled and she shifted uncomfortably.

"Now why isn't that a surprise to hear?" He asked himself.

I dunno Malfoy, maybe because I'm not a slut?

Draco stopped grinning and walked over to her. And stop right in front of her. He slowly brought his right hand to her face.

Omg, what is he doing? Is he going to kiss me again?

Malfoy smiled down at her and kissed her softly. Hermione's facial features relaxed as she kissed him back. He moved his right hand to the back of her hand and his left and to the small of her back.

Why does he have to taste so good? Hermione asked as she pressed her body tightly into his.

Draco's soft lips gently pressed against hers harder . He licked her upper lip slowly to gain entry into her mouth. Hermione's pink lips parted and her tongue was greeted by his. She hesitantly placed her small hands on his broad shoulders and gave into there kiss.

What the fuck are you doing Mione? He's a bloody Slytherin! And the youngest Death Eater ever!

Draco's kiss got more intense when he heard her thought. He roughly pushed her into the wall by the fire place. He broke the kiss. And pulled his head away a few inches, he looked down at her, her soft lips a brighter shade of pink with cheeks stained the same tint.

Why is he stopping! Hermione's brain screamed. Draco let out a low chuckle and licked her neck agonizingly slow. Hermione let out a low moan.

God's I hope he didn't here that.

"Mmm I heard that Granger am I turning you on perhaps?"

Oh shit.

"Tell me Granger, does this scary you?" Malfoy asked as he rolled up his sleeve to revile his dark mark. Hermione gasped and pushed her back closer to the wall.

"…that's ….I thought…it was a rumor." She stated staring at the "art work" that graced his muscular arm. He pulled both of his arms to her waist and grabbed her tightly.

"Well Granger it's not." He growled back pushing his body firmly on hers. Hermione let out a sharp gasp and her bit her lip , full eyes filled with tears.

Draco roughly grabbed her chin.

"What's wrong mudblood? You're not gonna cry are you?" He hissed in her ear. "I much rather fuck you when your not crying"

"Why are you doing this?" She asked tears treating to fall.

"You don't even know what lays ahead Granger…there's a war coming and all you can think about is impressing some guy who doesn't want you." He spat at her.

Hermione tried to push her way past him, much to her dismay he didn't budge.

"Why are you doing this?"

He sighed at looked down at her. This petite girl under him staring meaning fully into his eyes. His eyes carefully trailed down her neck and then down her shirt. Her breasts slowly heaved higher in her shirt as she inhaled.

He felt his manhood stiffen in his pants.

"You realize Granger dressing sexy isn't going to win Potter back or save you from the war. But I know what can, I can help you."

"Help me? Why would you help me?"

"Don't be so fucking stupid Granger; you know the dangers that lie ahead even if you want to ignore them. You'll be killed at you know it, that is, without my help." He explained fingering the top of her blouse.

He's lying.

"I'm extending my help to you Granger, but it's going to be hard."

Hermione finally pushed past him and ran to her room.

Draco stood at the wall for a moment terrible frustrated and punched a fist into the wall, leaving a large dent.

Blaise Zambini emerged from a dark corner in the common room.

"Draco…do you think she'll listen to you?" Blaise asked.

Draco turned around to face him, his knuckles sore pulsating in pain.

"I don't know Zambini." He replied softly, taking out a cigarette. He removed a dark crimson lighter from his pocket and lit his cigarette.

"Well the prophecy needs to be fulfilled. The Dark Lords not going to wait forever Draco."

"Don't you think I know that Zambini! I know our time is running out, you don't have to point it out! This is hard enough with out you on my fucking back!" Draco screamed back at him losing his temper. The expression from Blaise face drained. He looked at Draco nodded and left.

Hermione Granger sat cross legged on a chair in the library. It had been three day's since she had spoken to Draco Malfoy.

She tapped her quill lightly on the open book she was reading. She sighed and ran her well manicured fingers through her hair.

What if Malfoy was really trying to help me? But why would he? What if he was telling the truth?

Hermione sighed again thoroughly frustrated. She gently closed the book she was reading and placed it back on the book shelf. She turned around to leave the library but was greeted by a smug on looker.

"Well hello Granger, I was starting to think you were avoiding me." Draco Malfoy drawled.

Great, the one place I thought he wouldn't be.

"Have you thought about what I said to you on Saturday yet?" He asked her folding his arms across his chest.

"Malfoy, I don't even know what you were talking about. Help me with what?"

Malfoy walked closer to you and an every so smooth pace.

"The Dark Lords coming Granger, you won't be safe that is unless you agree to a few minor things."

Why? You've been horrible to me! How can I even trust you?

"Why Granger, because the Dark Lord with save you. You're trusting me is complete up to you."

I…I just don't know.

"What don't you know?" He asked her a mischievous glint glittering in his eyes.

…Did he just read…

"Yes Granger I believe I did." He raised his left hand to his mouth and yawned flakily.

"But…ho..how…can you?"

"God stop stuttering Mudblood, its not very becoming. Now I don't really have forever, in fact I only have about a week; I need your decision soon." He snapped back at her. Hermione fearfully watched him exit the library.

What am I gonna do?

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