"DRACO!" I screamed. The blonde-haired bastard was doing things to me, things that were totally wrong, but things that were bliss… my lust for him had climbed new levels, and now every night, I was found in his bed. In our bed.

"I think we need to stop", he suddenly said.

"What's wrong?"

He remained quiet. I wondered what was the problem. Awkward silence ensued and the stubborn ferret refused to speak up. Of course, it had to be me who did.

"I'm close, Draco- and- AHH", I moaned, "Why are you still thrusting into me if you…" I never got the chance to finish, as he crushed my lips with his own. I went blank. We may have had sex hundreds of times- and I'm not even exaggerating- but my mind still goes into a frenzy whenever he kisses me like that, with that hunger and lust sparkling in his eyes.

When we finally broke apart, I didn't really have time to catch a breath. I once again screamed his name, and we both came right there, in unison. We collapsed onto the bed, locked in each other's embrace

"I lo-" I heard him saying, but he stopped. Was he actually going to say it? When we started out, it was pure lust, and we had agreed that this will be just sex, no emotions involved. But over time, it became difficult to keep this agreement working. I must admit that I myself wondered many times if I had started to develop feelings for him.

But now when I heard that half-line from him, my heart stirred, and I really wanted him to say it. I was still processing my thoughts when Draco said "What I meant that time was… Hermione, we need to put an end to this."

"What-"

"I'll be honest with you, Mione", he continued, interrupting me, "This isn't working as just sex anymore."

"You don't mean… you've started to develop feelings for me?", I said in a tone that said I wanted the answer to be he hasn't, but deep down, my heart wanted something… but I didn't know whether I wanted to hear its voice.

"I'm afraid I have, Hermione. I'm sorry to be breaking this, it really…", he seemed at a loss of words, "I suggest we… bye Granger." My eyes started swelling up. I know I didn't want to let him go. But what did I have to say to him? Did I also have feelings for him? I knew that I did. And it wasn't just simple feelings, they were strong and passionate. I knew that, deep down. And the one thing I never did was lie to myself.

So, this time, I decided to let my heart take charge.

As Draco had turned and begun to go the other way, I slammed by body into his back. I couldn't let him go. He looked at me.

"I love you, Draco Malfoy" I said, barely able to believe I finally managed to say it.

I had been expecting a sweet return I love you from his side, but he just smirked. He picked me up, and within a fraction of a second, I found myself against the wall, and he was… devouring me.

"Don't stop, oh- FUCKKKK!"

True, Draco could be really emotional, very sweet, but at the end of the day he was a Malfoy.

And I fucking loved both sides of him.

-OneShotDramione-

Please be kind guys, my first ever attempt at fanfiction. A really short story for starters. Let me know what you thought of it openly though :)