Author's Note: I told you that you would get a double update today. I don't know about a triple update but maybe. Just know that there will only be two more chapters. I know, a short fic, but I have a few more ideas in my mind that are just begging to come out. One being another Hermione x Draco fic, a vampire fic at that, and the other being a Hermione x Snape fic, I know. I got hooked on them after reading a few and now I have a really good idea for one. Don't forget to read 'Save You' and please review!

Step Three: Love

Draco paced the length of room, cursing. Why did she have to be so inquisitive? God, his plan was completely foiled, well, almost foiled. It was simple. Five steps done over five days ending in sex. They were fairly simple steps too. Possession, desire, orgasms, feelings and sex. Now it seemed to possession, questions then want. What was he going to do? If he didn't get his chance to shag Hermione he knew he would go insane.

"Fuck." He cursed.

Draco flopped onto his bed and rubbed his temples. How in the hell was he going to make it up to her? Moreover, how was he going to fix his five step plan? He could always tell her the truth and come clean about him loving her but she would probably think it false. Just a way to shag her. He had to show her...and he knew how.

Hermione returned to her room in tears. How dare he? How. Dare. He. She wasn't a conquest. Not since she turned seventeen. Ever since she filled out she had almost all the men of Hogwarts wanting her. She could have any guy she wanted. Her virginity was a huge turn on for them. But Draco, god, he wanted her solely for her virginity. She had decided on her trip back to her dorm that she wasn't going to talk to him ever again. And if he tried talking to her, she was going to walk away. And if he didn't get the hint...well...she was going to slug him like she had back in third year.

With a satisfied smile Hermione went to sleep, her subconscious tormenting her with dreams of Draco Malfoy.

Hermione woke up at eleven the next morning. Just in time for brunch. She sighed and felt awkward in the silence of the dorms. At least she didn't have to wear her uniform or robes over the holidays. She dressed quickly in a pair of jeans and black, silk shirt. She put her hair up in a messy bun and sighed. Why did Draco have to be such an asshole? Couldn't anyone just want her because they loved her?

She made her way down to the great hall, a novel in hand. She planned to eat and read, her books the only solace to her loneliness. The few students who remained at the school for the holidays were in the great hall when she got there. Her eyes drifted over to Draco, who's eyes locked with hers. The intensity of them made her heart skip a beat and she almost gave into him. She shook her head and walked to her table, knowing that Draco's eyes were following her. His stare was worse then Ron's. She blushed and quickly sat down, a plate of food appearing in front of her.

She looked at the plate perplexed. It was different from any meal she had ever eaten at Hogwarts. Instead of the usual eggs, sausage, bacon and toast for breakfast or the usual sandwich for lunch she was looking at a plate of delicious looking, and smelling, vegetable stir fry. Sweet peas, peppers of ever color, it was if someone had hand prepared it. She tore her eyes away from her plate when she heard the cry of an owl. She looked up to see a pure black own swooping towards her. It carried a single white rose. The rose dropped in front of her plate and she picked it up. There was a note attached to it and she read it.

Hermione,

I'm sorry about last night. I was a prick. Please, meet me in front of the library at eight o'clock tonight. I love you.

Draco

P.S. I hope you enjoyed your meal.

Hermione read, and reread, the letter so many times she had it memorized. She looked up and met Draco's gaze. He had a small smile on his face and it made her smile and blush. It could be a clever plot to get into her pants but she didn't care. She nodded at him and watched as his eyes lit up.

Draco stood up abruptly and left the great hall. His plan had been set into motion. He looked at the clock and hurried. He had a package being delivered at exactly noon in the owl's tower.

Hermione finished her lunch and sighed, it was perfect. The rose was as well. She rose and walked happily to her room, to put the rose in some water. Eight hours till her date with Draco. Eight long, lonely hours.

Hermione was in front of the library ten minutes early. She didn't want a repeat of the previous night. She was giddy and nervous. What if he didn't want her anymore?

"You made it." Draco announced, making her jump. "Did I scare you?"

"Again." Hermione breathed, looking at him and blushing. She wanted to be mad at him so bad. "Did you mean it?"

Draco knew what she was referring to and he nodded.

"I love you Hermione." Draco told her. "Really."

He pulled her to him and kissed her lips softly. It wasn't like any of his other kisses. This one oozed with sensuality, love and need. Hermione lost herself in the kiss and smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I love you too Draco." Hermione breathed.

Draco had never heard more beautiful words. He wanted to move onto step four at that very moment but knew that he couldn't. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, wrapped present.

"An early Christmas present." Draco told her.

Hermione looked at him perplexed but opened the gift. Under the wrapping was a black velvet box and Hermione's heart skipped a beat. He wasn't proposing but she knew it was jewelery and that meant commitment. She opened the box and sqeeled in delight.

"I thought you'd like it. Bookworm." Draco laughed.

Hermione launched herself into his arms and smiled.

"I love it." Hermione told him, looking down at the necklace.

It was a white gold chain with a pendant on it. The pendant was in white gold as well. On the necklace was the ancient runic symbol for love.

"You're going to love it even more in a minute." Draco announced erotically.

He helped her put it on and kissed her cheek.

"This necklace is bewitched Hermione." Draco told her.

"Bewitched to do what?" Hermione asked.

"This." Draco replied.

He pushed her against the wall, knowing that she would need support. He leaned in close to her and whispered the word 'pleasure' into her ear and instantly Hermione lost her breath. The minute he uttered the word it was as if something was attacking her womanhood. Stroking it, toying with it, making her unable to breath.

"Oh my god." Hermione breathed, closing her eyes and moaning softly.

"End." Draco chuckled, the ministrations stopping. "I thought you would like that but know this, I control it."

Hermione recovered and smiled, pulling him closer and kissing him. She was so horny it she would have let him take her right there. There moment was broken up by Professor McGonagall.

"Miss. Granger, Mr. Malfoy. Explain yourselves." Professor McGonagall demanded.

"Pleasure." Draco whispered with a smirk.

"What was that?" The Professor asked before turning her gaze to Hermione, who was finding it hard to breath. "Well Miss. Granger."

"I...umm...uhh...god...I fell...into Draco...and...wow." Hermione stuttered, trying not to smile.

"Indeed...try to keep it out of the hallways." The Professor announced, brushing past them.

"End." Draco laughed.

Hermione regained her composure and swatted him.

"Not funny." Hermione breathed.

"Not for you." Draco chuckled before kissing her again.

"Tomorrow night. Meet me here. Same time. Make sure you're ready, if you know what I mean." Draco told her.

Hermione nodded and kissed him good night.

"Wait...how can I turn this off if you turn it on?" Hermione yelled.

"Figure it out yourself Granger. Pleasure." Draco replied with a sick smile.

"Oh shit..." Hermione breathed, knowing that she needed to make it back to her dorm. "Damn...Draco..."