A/N

thank you for reading, and all the reviews, i hope you are all enjoying this so far, and i promise to update more frequently :-) Jenny

oh, and yeah, last chapter was a dream, all of it, besides hermione waking up, hehe smiles innocently

Chapter Fifthteen:

Hermione could not fall asleep afterwards. She took a quick shower and went into her room, thoughts of Malfoy penetrated her mind.

Thoughts of Malfoy and their future together. What was she thinking, they couldn't have a future together, he was the enemy, he was forbidden to her.

She started thinking of her dream, oh god, that sexy Slytherin, wow. She could not believe she dreamed of the slytherin slithering in her.

She had to start controlling her feelings, she couldn't deny she liked him, and they were kind of sort of hooked up, she wasn't even sure herself, she couldn't back up a second time.

After all she didn't want to hurt him, although deep inside she was scared she would be the one getting hurt.

She had never felt this way towards anyone, not even Krum and Ron, with them it was never this deep, never this intense.

She was scared, she was scared of herself around him, scared of losing all control, scared of giving up the last thing that remained hers.

'Draco', she thought to herself, 'I cannot believe I'm falling for Draco, nobody else but him. What happened to the days I used to hate him, the days I used to think he was an arrogant prick, a blonde haired air head'.

She kept on tossing and turning until she saw the first rays of the light glimmering through her window. She then decided to get up and begin her day.

She dressed in casual house sweats and a tankie, she looked cute, but at the same time, she wasn't trying hard to achieve that, and that was her style, simple yet fabulous.

She was too lazy to cook breakfast, so she just continued reading the play, waiting for Draco to wake up.

When he finally woke up two hours later, Hermione suggested they have breakfast at the Cozy Café, the same café outside which they met a few weeks back.

"Do you want me to cook for you?" asked Draco, Hermione raised an eyebrow questioning his gesture.

"What, I cannot cook breakfast for my lady?" asked Draco, now shooting a flirty grin.

"I am not your lady." Hermione replied back.

"Yet," said Draco, "But there's time for everything, don't you think so hun?"

"Whatever, ok, so are you going to cook breakfast, or what? I'm starving." replied Hermione, trying to pull off the cool talk.

"How long have you been awake reading these muggle works?"

"Too long" replied Hermione with a yawn.

"Ooo, I can eat that sweet mouth of yours" said Draco pulling her closer to him.

"Well, at the moment I'm so hungry I recommend you do not put anything but food in my mouth." said Hermione with an evilish grin.

"Got you." said Draco and hurried to get cooking.

He cooked them a bacon, egg and cheese omelet. He served it with bread, and orange juice. They both sat down and started eating rather quietly.

The food was delicious, Draco had a new found talent. A man that can cook, can he get any sexier!

Hermione looked at him eating, and remembered her previous dream, damn, it was vivid.

Draco noticed Hermione shooting hot glares at him, at first he was lost, but he than got a grip on himself and decided to dig further.

"So Granger, your finally falling for a Malfoy?" he asked, smirking her way.

"In your dreams!" she shot back playfully.

"Haha, from the looks of it, it's in your daydreams." he said trying to see how she'd react to his accusation.

Hermione turned around quickly to hide the hot redness that started covering her face.

"You don't have to blush sweetie, it's ok to want me, I want you too." he said getting up and coming closer to her.

"I think we both know you want me." said Hermione and got up and walked out of the kitchen.

She headed to the living room, and continued buring her face in her book. Draco cleaned up around the kitchen and came after her, wearing a bored facial expression.

"What am I supposed to do while you burry yourself in your reading?" asked Draco seating close to her.

"Umm, Have you tried reading?" she asked sarcastically.

"Reading is not my thing." answered Draco.

"I kind of realized that." said Hermione, and continued reading.

"You know what's my thing?" asked Draco trying to bring up a juicy conversation.

"No, and frankly you don't have to tell me." said Hermione.

"I know I don't have to, but I choose to." said Draco. Hermione rolled her eyes in reply.

"My thing, is keeping my woman's mind, out of books, and frankly your making it complicated." said Draco moving closer to her.

"Well, since when am I known for making things easier?" asked Hermione.

At that moment Draco leaned in to kiss her, she automatically covered her face with the book and accidenitly hit Draco hard up the nose.

"Ouch!" yelled Draco, "Woman, are you mad?" he asked getting a tad angry from the pain in his nose.

Hermione giggled and looked up, he looked hilarious, grabbing onto his nose, getting red in the face from all the anger.

He looked up at her noticed she was not guarded and decided to take his chance, he grabbed her into a passionate kiss.

This time, no books got in his way, he finally conquered her lips with his.

It felt good to kiss her. He wanted to do so since the previous night they parted. He was addicted to her, and constantly felt the need to taste her.

She tasted so sweet, so warm and innocent.

But the best part of it all, was that she was his, all his. He loved the feeling of having her all to himself.

Even though they never really clarified their relationship, it was obvious they belonged to each other, and nothing would change that.

Hermione pulled out of the kiss, even though she didn't want to, she had to take control of herself. Enough being a silly teenage girl. This was serious, and she would not get hurt.

Draco wanted more of her, but once he noticed she wouldn't let his lips near hers, he just started kissing her face.

Her beautiful eyes, her nose, cheek, forehead, and every inch she would allow.

He felt she feared getting too close, he feared the same thing, but his manly instinct was doing the thinking for him, he had to let his slytherin slither in, otherwise , it meant big trouble.

"What is it?" he asked gently when she pushed him away.

"Draco I cannot do this." she said honestly.

"Why not?" he asked, not ready to give her up.

"Because…..your forbidden!" she whispered.

"Oh baby, Forbidden pleasures are the most enjoyable." he replied and kissed her again, now harder, pressing his body against hers. He felt the hunger for her, he had to satisfy it, he had to have her, but how?