Here we go with another chapter. Thank you to all the people that reviewed. (Big hugs go out to you all!)
Somebody said the kiss in the last chapter was a bit sudden. You have to remember that you were seeing it from Hermione's point of view. It may be very different from Draco's. Does that make sense? (Let me know.)
Anyway let's see what Draco does think.
Draco walked to the heads cabin with Granger trailing behind him. Finally she was snapping back. For a moment then he was worried that she was just going to roll over and take what ever he threw at her. Now that would have been no fun, not to mention very un-Granger like.
Wait a minute! He was not worried about Granger, not in the slightest. He ignored the little voice that screamed his guilty feelings over how he treated her at the station.
Stopping he opened the door to the compartment for her. When she didn't walk through he looked down at her with a questioning look.
"What now Granger?" he asked.
"Why are you holding the door open for me? If I walk through you will just shut it on me or something like that!" she exclaimed.
Looking at her for a moment, the fact that he had held the door open for her hit him.
What the Hell was he doing? Malfoy's do not go around holding doors open for Mudbloods!
Shrugging at her because he couldn't think of anything else he walked into the compartment and shut the door on her. Serves her right, she should have just walked through it when he had held it open for her. An angry Granger opened the door and came in, sending him a look that could kill. Turning her back on him she started to put her things up on the parcel shelf. Her top crept up, allowing him to see the bottom of her back. Creamy, smooth skin, which just screamed to be touched. Those jeans she had on were perfect for her, hell they could have been made for her. They gripped and hugged her legs like a lovers touch. His eyes trailed up her legs to her arse. And what an arse it was! Why could she not have walked in front of me to the compartment? I would have loved to have seen this thing of beauty in motion.
She chose that moment to turn around and look at him. He had to have been drooling.
"You should take a picture, it would last longer." She growled at him.
That was the moment when he couldn't take it anymore. That was the moment when something inside him snapped, something that had been growing since he saw her at that Dam muggle club. He was going to kill Crabbe and Goyle!
"Enough already." He said in a voice that was way too husky!
Not thinking about what would happen afterwards, or how many hex's she would through at him later, he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. He would like to say he had control over himself. But when he was with her he had none. That second there lips touched it was very likely that he would catch fire. But even that was nothing compared to the tentative kisses he was getting in return. She grew in courage and was now giving as good as she got. Lust and something else swept through his body. The blood left his head and went south. He couldn't hold back a groan when he felt her wind her arms around his neck and play with his hair. He need more, he need to feel every inch of her, and he needed to feel it now!
Grabbing her hips he pulled her closer. His erection against her tummy made him groan again. He watched as she pulled back and gasped. She looked amazing. Her eyes were wide and looking up at him. There was a delicate blush on her checks and her lips were swollen from his kisses. Something fluttered inside of him, he did this, he had turned her on like this. But a sense of realisation hit him stronger then the flutter. He had just made out with Hermione Granger, The-Know-It-All, one third of the magic trio. One of his swore enemies. What the bloody hell was he thinking!
He pulled away from her so fast he was surprised he hadn't got friction burn.
This was her fault. She teased him, wearing those jeans, that top that crept up. Why was she not wearing robes that hid her body? Why had her lips become so bloody tempting? Why did she have to taste so good? But most of all why was she been at that muggle club?
"Bloody Mudblood." He said before storming out of the compartment. He needed to get as far away from her as possible. Storming to the other end of the train he found the compartment that Crabbe and Goyle were in. unfortunately the walk had not helped control his raging hormones. He shifted his trousers trying to find extra room that just wasn't there. Growling he turned and stormed back up the train. To Gryffindor pupils were fighting in the corridor. Just what he needed to reveal the tension that was thrumming though his body.
After taking away 20 points from both pupils he made his way back to the heads compartment.
He wouldn't talk to her. He wouldn't look at her but most of all he wouldn't kiss her!
Opening the door and walking in he found Hermione asleep. Her feet tucked under her body and her head leaning against the window. Her arms were wrapped tightly around herself as if she was cold. He sat down opposite her and just watched. She looked calm and at peace with everything. That zing of lust hit him again when he saw that he lips were still red and swollen from his attentions. She whimpered slightly and hugged herself tighter. That little sound made its way into his blood and around his body. She was cold and he knew just how to warm her up!
Leaning across, one hand stretched out, he was about to touch her check when he snatched his hand back again. He couldn't touch her and wake her. It was bad enough that he had lost his control once but to almost lose it again was far worse.
"Draco Malfoy, get a grip." He whispered to himself.
Again he watched as she whimpered and hugged herself tighter. He grabbed his leather jacket and gently covered her with it. He told himself it was to stop the little noises but he knew deep down it was because he didn't want her to be cold.
The train ride did not seam to last long for him. He would tell you that he spent the time looking out the window and not at the sleeping Gryffindor, but that would just be a lie. He now knew ever inch of her face, the little crinkle between her brows or the slight dimples in each check. Seeing that they were closing in on the station he stood and left the compartment to change. When he came back in it was to find her awake and looking out the window.
"Decided to join the land of the living again, did you mudblood?" he asked. Not really knowing why.
"Bite me." She snapped.
Being unable to stop the smile on his face or the words leaving his mouth he said. "Been there done that."
He watched as she turned away to hide her blush. That he could make her so embarrassed sent a little flutter to his chest. He started to gather his things together. He knew she was watching him when he picked up his jacket. Dam she would know that I put it on her.
"What the hell are you starring at Granger?" he asked. When she didn't reply he knew it was time to get the hell out of there.
He stormed down the corridor to the nearest exit, muttering under his breathe the many ways he could kill Crabbe and Goyle. He jumped into the nearest carriage and was soon followed by the two dead men. He said nothing to them and they said nothing to him, sensing there leaders foul mood.
Once seated in the Great Hall he listened to the old man prattle on and on. Only paying attention when he mentioned the heads.
"Well one last thing before we eat. I would like to introduce you to the head boy and girl, Mr Draco Malfoy and Miss Hermione Granger. Could you both please stand so that everyone can see you." Both stood. "Thank you. Make sure you take note of who they are so that you can ask them any questions that you may have."
Once that was over the food appeared before them and everybody ate. Once the prefects had lead the other students to there respective houses, Mrs McGonagall showed them to there rooms.
"You will share a common room and bathroom. Mr Malfoy your room is to the right and Miss Grangers yours is to the left. You should have everything you need. If not then please go and see your head of house. You can decide your own password." With a slight nod of her head she was gone.
The common room was simple but cosy room. There was a huge table at the very back. A book case ran along one wall and the fireplace on the opposite wall. Around the fireplace was a big comfy sofa and two chairs. All three were over stuffed and well used.
Not saying a word to Granger he turned and headed into his own room, which had a four-poster bed. The walls were painted a white colour and the bed spread was green. There was a cupboard on one wall that would carry his clothes and a door on the other. Which must lead to the bathroom? He walled over and opened it to check. Hermione stood in the middle of the room her mouth open slightly and her eyes wide. She was obviously surprised by the room and its grandeur. Draco on the other hand could not take his eyes off of her. As if in slow motion she turned her head to look at him. There eyes met and held, the air seamed to be sucked out of the room.
There was only her and him…together…alone…with two rather large beds!
Well there you go folks, another chapter done. Well what do ya think? You know I will never know unless you review!
Oh, I hope this made the kiss less of a surprise. Well at least from Draco's point of view. It was a meant to be a shock from Hermione's.
Okay well review and I will love you for ever!