Hateful Revenge with Loving Plans

Harry stared at her with bewilderment. His cheeks were growing a deep crimson red, almost the same as Ron's 'angry face'. He was obviously pissed off, but what else could be expected?

"Fuck…" Hermione repeated softly, just loud enough for herself and Draco to understand. At this he grinned, licking his lips seductively.

"Fuck? That sounds like a good idea. I like your thinking Miss Granger." He said loudly, making sure Harry could hear. Hermione glared at him.

"Shut up, Malfoy." She stood, and walked over to Harry uncertain on what to do.

Hermione hadn't seen Harry since the war and had kept in touch with him scantily. Before Voldemort's attack, an ilk of love had formed between them that they thought was inseparable. But because of the attacks, Harry became worried for her safety and decided that it was best that their relationship should be temporarily distinguished in hopes of him having no undesired weaknesses.

After their somewhat sweet-tempered breakup, they had parted ways with a single promise that he would find her again as soon as the war had ended. But when it did, Harry never came looking. He never even wrote, leaving Hermione in a state of pain, confusion and woe.

When he finally decided to write two years later, he was so focused on his job that keeping a healthy conversation through post was nigh impossible. Becoming the head Auror at the Ministry, he had begun taking on only the jobs with highest importance which sadly meant he would be absent from weeks to months at a time. During which, he was strictly prohibited from having any contact with the outside world.

Their past relationship was never spoken of during their conversations, which made Hermione somewhat relieved. He had caused her much pain and planned on evading it at any cost. She made herself a promise never to have a more then friendship with him and found that their love had faded.

Hermione's head then exploded with questions. What was he doing here now, of all times? Was this job of the highest importance? She highly doubted it. Looking at him, she noticed hurt had formed in his eyes.

He seemed frozen in time. He just stared at her horrified and pain filled, like Hermione had just cheated on him with his best friend. She reached out to him gently, trying to touch his arm, unsure of what to do. She wanted to comfort him, but she had a feeling he wanted more then that. "Harry?"

He shook his head and looked over at Draco, then back at Hermione. His eyes filled with anger once again and he stepped forward pointing his finger straight at her face accusingly.

"I thought it would be a nice surprise for you, me showing up here. It would get us back together as friends. Maybe even finish up what we started before the war." His eyes were watering and his voice wavering. "But instead I come here, and find out my best friend has been fucking the enemy?"

"Been trying too is more like it." Draco said, rolling his eyes. "Thanks for interrupting." His voice was dripping with sarcasm.

Hermione looked back at him and growled. She was truly getting frustrated with this know-it-all prat and wanted to do nothing more then fuck him and then pound his big, fat head into a crisp. But both of those would come later, after she had sorted all this out. She turned back to Harry.

Hermione stared straight into his eyes and saw something far worse then pain or anger; pure disappointment. "Hermione…I still love you. You aren't going out with him…are you?"

Her heart sank, and a lump formed in her small throat. She shook her head lightly. She felt a pang of hurt from deep within her, and she turned away unable to meet his gaze. He had hurt her, how could things ever be the same? She didn't want to be together again, but how could she say no to her best friend?

"You hurt me, Harry. Truly, and deeply hurt me."

He looked down at the ground shamefully and scuffed his foot against it. He knew he had, and hoped that it wouldn't matter. "Hermione…I messed up. I should have come to find you straight away…but I just couldn't. I was afraid that you would have forgotten about me. Maybe even forgotten my promise. I was so nervous and scared that fear took me over. No matter how hard I tried to forget you, I never felt complete again. I need you. I'm so sorry. I want to finish what we had started before. What do you say?"

"How cute. Potty and Granger. What a darling little couple. If you don't mind excusing me but I need to go vomit now."

Hermione glared at him and she felt a wave of anger leave her, heading straight towards his large form. "Shut up!" she barked at him. The moment the wave hit him, his mouth shut tightly, giving him McGonagall's pursed lips. She stared at him a little stunned.

"What the hell?"

Despite these occurrences, when Hermione looked back at Harry, his eyes were still glued to her face. She realized she still hadn't said anything and knew she had to.

"Harry…It's been a long time. Things have changed and I with them. I'm not the same person I once was and I'm never going back. But I guess if you're willing to except that, we can try again." He smiled happily and jumped forward to embrace her. She had hoped that it would make him rethink the whole idea but obviously it hadn't. She stuck her hand up to stop him and stared straight into his eyes. "But not as we were before."

Muffled laughing came from behind them, and Hermione turned around once again. There was Draco rolling around in his handcuffs, laughing his ass off with his mouth glued shut. And since it was closed, he had to laugh through his nose causing a fit of snorts. His face was turning a deep purplish red from the lack of air. It was a site to see and under normal circumstances she would have taken a picture. But there was still the task at hand as Harry questioned her statement.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, for starters, I'm not your girlfriend. I have no affiliation with you other then a future date, if or when you ask me. I am free to see other people as long as we are only dating. Got it?" Harry's immense smile shrank slightly but he nodded eagerly none the less.

She sighed. "Nothing can change his mind, can it?"

"Now that everything's settled, would you please excuse Malfoy and me? We need to…" she looked down at her whip cream smeared, shirtless body and blushed deeply realizing she was still half naked, "uh…clean up."

Harry smiled and took her small hand in his. He pulled it slowly up to his face never breaking eye contact with her. He kissed the back of her hand, and she looked to the side blushing. But Draco saw that it wasn't a look of bashfulness on her face but slight disgust. She obviously was over him. He smirked.

Taking his chance, Harry looked over her shoulder and smiled proudly at Draco. He replied by flipping him off and rolling over to face away from them.

"I'll be waiting outside." Harry turned and walked out closing the door behind him, his red robes flowing lightly.

The moment he was out of view, Hermione spun around and stalked towards Draco, anger in her eyes.

"Stand up!" She bellowed, as another wave shot out of her body. Her eyes now shifted to black and wind whipped around her. The shackles on Draco's wrists shattered as his whole body lurched up into a standing position in the front of the bed putting not even a foot between the two.

"Explain yourself!" His mouth popped open and he frowned annoyed, but knowingly.

"I don't have to explain myself." He said kindly. He reached out and stoked her cheek with his thumb. He looked into her white eyes as he slowly saw little honey brown circles growing within them.

"Why not?" She was calmer, but still angry.

"Because I'm not who you're angry at."

She took a deep breath. As she did, the wind died and her eyes went completely back to normal. She stared at the ground for a second, then shot forward and wrapped her hands around his neck pulling him into a tight hug.

Draco stood there awkwardly with his hands out away from her, unsure what to do. He had never really been the type to hug and comfort girls.

"What's happening to me?" She said into his skin. He felt her shudder and his chest grow wet. She was crying. He placed his hands on her waist and held her lightly, cooing softly to calm her nerves.

"I'm so scared. Everything is happening so quickly. I'm adopted. You come back and apologize. Harry comes back and tells me he's still in love with me. And…I'm doing things…" She pulled back just enough to gaze in his eyes. "Strange things…" She looked at him with question. "You know what's going on, don't you?"

Draco looked away. He nodded slightly and she looked back down. After a second of awkward silence she raised up on her toes and placed a kiss on his chin, since it was all she could reach.

"Will you tell me?" He looked down at her into her tear stained eyes.

Kissing her forehead he replied, "It's not for me to do. I told your mother I would wait for her. She is to tell you."

"Oh." Was all she said. He released her slowly and went to the kitchen where he had been sleeping before. When he found his wand he walked back to Hermione. She was fiddling with the shattered handcuffs with a scared, but fascinated look on her face. He muttered a spell and flicked his wand making all the whip cream in the room disappear including off their clothes.

He bent over and picked up her tiny shirt and handed it to her. She nodded a thanks and pulled it on. He smirked as he looked at the writing and commented.

"Love the shirt baby, but it looked better on the floor." She giggled at his statement and walked over to the door placing her hand on it gently. He grabbed his shirt and tucked it into his pocket.

She waited for him to join her next to the exit before asking, " Ready?"

"As I'll ever be…" With that she opened the door letting the blinding light of the sun pour down on her. They walked down the stairs to the ground and paused to look around. Well, at least Hermione did.

The airport was very small and primitive compared to the ones that she had seen, but it was beautiful none the less. Palm trees lined the runway and the scent of tropical flowers floated in the warm air. The sky was growing a beautiful purplish pink which meant the sun was setting.

In front of her, waited a luxurious white limo. Harry stood at the back door, waiting to open it for them. She walked over to him smiling in a light, awkward way. He just grinned happily, obviously blind to Hermione's uncomfortable expression. She quickly hopped in to avoid his gaze.

"Malfoy? Are you coming?" She said from inside the car.

"Yes." He said as he walked forward towards the car.

"Good. I don't feel like being alone." She said weakly. At this Harry glared at Draco who simply smirked and hopped in nearly getting the door slammed on his ankles.

It was silent for several very painful minutes until Draco finally spoke up.

"You know, that really pisses Potty off." She looked over and glared.

"First of all, it's Potter, second, what are you talking about?" Her face seemed slightly unaware of the jealousy she had caused Harry, but Draco could see past that and into her eyes. They showed proud content.

"Don't try to be so innocent Granger. I know you're not, I'm not blind." She looked away for a second, her lips forming into a smug smile.

"You don't really want to date him, do you?" He said incredulously. "Ha! Pothead's going to love being rejected by his own best friend." She looked back at him and tried to stifle a smile but to no avail.

"He's just so much of an idiot. Sometimes I just can't help but hate his sorry, job-absorbed ass…"

"So what if I made him jealous on purpose. He deserves the pain for what he put me through…" She looked at him as an idea formed in her head.

"What if you pretended to go out with me?" She tilted her head to the side he eyes wide with enthusiasm. Draco looked at her questionably and she continued.

"Well, I obviously don't want to date him."

He scooted towards her cutting her off. "I knew it!"

"Anyways," she said putting a finger on his lips to silence him, "I was wondering if you would ask me to be your girlfriend. Not for real though. It's just pretend so he will leave me alone." He seemed doubtful so she slid over so her knees were touching his. Pouting her lip, she said sexily, "Please?"

Draco stared at her beautiful face in awe. How could he feel so light headed when all that was happening was a girl looking at him? And it was Granger, damnit! It would be a good chance for him to get to know and train her without her knowing though. Plus, he might get a little extra out of the whole deal. Like…I don't know, sex? Frankly, he was excited but didn't want to show it for weird manly reasons.

"Well…How would we go about starting this?" He said in a stern voice.

Hermione smiled happily and put her hands on his knees excited. "How about when we get out at the hut thingy mabober, you kiss me and ask me to go out with you."

He tilted his head to the side and smiled. "Hut thingy mabober?"

She squinted her eyes at him. "What?"

He looked down for a second and laughed lightly to himself. Going back to subject at hand he said, "I don't think that will work."

She frowned. "Why won't it? It's a good plan!"

He grinned at her as she lightly squeezed his knee. He felt so powerless with her there, like he would do anything to please her. "Well that doesn't seem convincing enough. He probably would still go after you anyways."

She sighed and looked down. He was right. Harry wouldn't care if she was going out with Draco at all. In fact, he'd just try and come between them. She put her head in her hands and growled angrily.

"Damnit! What can I do?" She looked up at him pleadingly and a spot within him melted. Before he knew what he was doing, his lips were against hers in a kiss. It was soft and gentle, but so filled with care, and wanting to be cared for, it scared him.

She was shocked. It was so gentle and unexpected that she purred into the kiss. He took it as a good thing and placed his hand on her face lightly. He never deepened the kiss though he wanted too. She was already confused enough it felt like he would be taking advantage of her. But if she was the one being forward, he wouldn't exactly resist.

Unknown to him, Hermione was thoroughly agitated because of his lack of intensity. She wanted sex, and she wanted it now. Deciding to take matters into her own hands, she broke the kiss and pushed him back onto the seat so he was sitting straight up. He had a shocked look on his face but his eyes were a sapphire blue. She knew he loved it, and she could and would make him love it even more.

With a quick movement she was sitting on his lap, a leg on either side of him. He smiled playfully and couldn't help but reach out and put both hands on her hips, pulling her closer. She kissed him harder this time, crashing her lips against his. He made the kiss deeper by sliding his tongue into her mouth, massaging it against her own.

He played with the bottom of her shirt drawing his fingers over her exposed back. She whimpered, wanting him to remove it from her. He quickly did so throwing it across the car. Their lips met again and Draco began to fiddle with her bra snap. She gasped as it unhooked and her bare flesh was exposed to the air.

Draco pulled back from the kiss and cupped her firm breasts, staring at them greedily. Bringing his mouth to one he sucked, licked and nibbled at it, making circles with the tip of his tongue. He made her moan desperately and tilt her head back in ecstasy. He went to the other and repeated the process as her hands went to his hair holding him close.

His fingers trailed down her stomach and found the button to her pants. Just as he was about to snap it open, the car came to a halt.

"Fuck," Hermione said disappointedly, obvious anger in her voice. She hadn't had sex in the last couple months and it was driving her crazy. Just when she's about to get something, she is again interrupted by reality.

"I've been trying to!" Draco said undeniably just as pissed off and sexually frustrated as she was. She heard the door open to the front compartment and she dove for her bra and shirt. Sadly, once again she found herself putting her clothes back on, instead of having sex. She mumbled unpleasant things about Harry and everyone in the world trying to deprive her of such a wonderful pleasure.

Draco on the other hand was enjoying himself, watching her fumble with her clothes and cursing everyone. She was really horny and he loved the way it pissed her off not being able to relieve herself. Sure, he was also very needy at the time. But at least watching her took his mind off the large, ignored erection pressing against the zipper of his pants.

"Oh shit. We never came up with a plan! Maybe…" But she was cut off as she heard someone fiddling with the doorknob.

The door opened and once again they were both blinded by light.

"We're here." Harry said uncomfortably. Draco hopped out, and the now messily dressed Hermione after him. Just as Harry was about to shut the door, Draco realized he didn't have his wand.

"I forgot my wand! Hold up." He climbed back inside and looked around for it.

"Come on Malfoy. It's not as if you're married to it or anything." Hermione put her hands on her hips as she spoke. Draco paused for a moment and smiled devilishly as a quick plan concocted in his head.

"Hell yes. This'll do it!" With a swish of his wand, and few mumbled words a tiny red box appeared in his large hand. Smiling he stuck it in his pocket and got out of the car. Walking over to Hermione he glanced back to make sure Potty was watching, and to his pleasure he was.

They both looked at the one story house lying before them. It was light tan color and had a large lawn and palm trees surrounding its sides. Behind it, off to the side, a large pool could be seen in the shape of a pineapple. Behind them and the dirt road the limo was parked on, was the ocean. It was crystal clear and sparkling majestically. Hermione awed at it and Draco merely smiled.

Taking his chance, Draco faced towards Hermione and took her hand in his. She looked at him with slight confusion in her face.

"Darling, there is something we need to talk about." He said sweetly.

"Darling?" Harry said disgustedly.

She paused a moment then smiled lightly remembering what they had talked about in the limo.

"But I thought he said it wouldn't work?"

"We've known each other since the first day of Hogwarts, and I feel that after I left my prejudice behind me, that we have grown very close." She nodded, not know why he was talking for so long. "I've decided that we are ready for the next level of relationship."

"Next level!" Harry's voice grew louder and he took several steps towards them, hands in tight fists.

Draco knelt down on one knee and pulled the small red box out of his pocket. Raising it above his head he said, "Hermione Jane Granger, will you marry me?

He popped open the box, and there in it sat a beautiful white gold ring. In the center, was a pink, heart shaped diamond. Hermione gasped and stared at him dumbfounded.

"MARRY!" Harry was only a foot away now, staring at Hermione's face. Draco smiled at her warmly, playing the part perfectly. She looked down at him into his eyes and saw satisfaction hidden within their now grey globes.

"Of course." She said smiling innocently. Draco jumped up and slid the ring onto her delicate finger. He grabbed her hand and spun her towards him, dipping her as he did. He kissed her gently and tilted her back up. Placing his hand on her waist, both of them stared at the now speechless Harry Potter.

"You...him...marry...what the..." He said in gasps. His face was flushed, and he was bent over trying to support his own weight on his knees. Suddenly, his eyes rolled back into his head showing only white. He plummeted towards the ground, landing in a heap with a loud thud.

A/N: Ok, this one is the longest one I've written. I feel accomplished. 5 chapters! Yay...I know a lot of people are reading my story from the hit list on the fourth chapter, but not many are reviewing. Please READ & REVIEW! It would make me so happy!