To Love to Hate

Pain pulsated through both her head and body. Hermione opened her eyes and moaned when light poured in at every angle.

"Every single fucking morning…Why the hell doesn't she ever stop cleaning?"

As her eyes adjusted to the glare, she realized she wasn't in her small apartment bedroom. Hermione frowned and got up, scanning her surroundings. Soon everything came back to her.

"Oh…" Memories flooded her mind. Adoption. Erasmus. Malfoy. Proposal.

"Woah! Hold it. Proposal?!" She stared down at the beautiful diamond ring that so perfectly fit her finger and choked. "Oh my god. I'm engaged." Sure, it was just a fake engagement to get Harry off her trail but never-the-less it was an awkward idea. Reality had finally caught up to her and Merlin, was it hitting hard. Plus the receptionist somehow knew about the whole ordeal. And if a fat, bald little man could find something like that out, than it was definitely possible that Selena could. And how would that look? Hermione had only been with him for maybe half a day.

But why did it really matter? She hadn't even met the woman yet. In fact, there was no reason for Hermione to look good in front of her let alone try to make a good impression. Selena should be trying to impress her! After all, she was the one that had abandoned her daughter and decided to show back up 21 years later.

Hermione shook her head trying to rid herself of the thoughts. There was no way in hell that she was going to get up in a bad mood today. She was on a Hawaiian Island, in a beautiful resort, staying in a magnificent cabin with…

"Malfoy." She had totally neglected to consider that he was in the room right next to her. "Oi..." Hermione was definitely not excited about living with him. Sure, he was sexy, kind, and one hell of a kisser but the fact that he had made her life at Hogwarts a living nightmare still played a role in her judgment of him. She couldn't deny that she wanted him to fuck her long and hard but it still didn't change whether she liked him or not. In truth, since he had shown a more caring side of him the day before, she had no clue what her opinion of him was.

The day before…What had happened the day before? Hermione's memory was a little shot. From the pounding that was thrumming through her head she assumed she had gotten drunk. But what had she done? Even more importantly, what had she said? Hermione had several secrets that she definitely didn't want Malfoy to find out and when she got drunk she had a tendency to talk. What if she had blathered off about her ardor for a certain someone?

With determination set to her brow, Hermione decided to go see Malfoy and ask him about last night in a nonconspicuous manner. She hoped desperately that the worst had not happened, but if it had, she would rather know, maybe even "clear" things up. And by "clear", she meant lie her way out of it.

Marching forward, she headed towards the door but stopped and recoiled as she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. "Uck!" She looked awful!

Black gunk circled her eyes in dried, crusty chunks, while her face was smeared with red lipstick residue. Upon noticing her hair she growled under her breath. The spell she had put on it had once again worn off leaving it a messy clump of madness. With a frown and a sigh she tromped over to the bathroom and hopped into the shower. After quickly shampooing and conditioning Hermione got back out refreshed, awake, and clean.

She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her body. Looking in the mirror once, she headed out to kitchen to grab a bite to eat and decide what she was going to do for the rest of her day. Sifting through the fridge, she decided on pineapple and grapes. After she had pulled them out and set them on the counter, Hermione turned around to try to find a plate.

Soft hands slithered around her stomach and hot breath met her ear. "Good morning sexy," Draco said huskily, "I missed you in my bed last night."

Hermione sighed. Merlin, what he did to her was just evil. But oh did she want him. She opened her mouth to reply but the words dissolved as Draco slid his hand up to her towel covered breast. Lightly massaging it he said. "But you can make up for it now…"

Draco spun her around and pressed her against the counter. "What do you say?"

Hermione could feel his arousal very easily through the towel and it was turning her on like crazy. But she wasn't going to give in to his messy blonde hair, dangerous smirk, and erotic attitude. No she wouldn't. Not until she got to the bottom of last night's rendezvous. And sex was the perfect bargaining chip.

She leaned forward and planted a hard, kiss onto his lips. Slipping her hand down his bare chest and to his khaki shorts, Hermione gently stroked his erection. Draco moaned and stepped back reaching for her towel giving her the perfect chance to slip out of his reach and plop down on a chair at the table.

Draco growled and walked over to where she was seated. "What the hell was that for?"

Hermione grinned and reached over grabbing the resort activity brochure. In an innocent voice she said, "What ever do you mean? "

"You know what the fuck I mean! You've stoked the fire baby, and now you gotta let it burn," Draco said in a very frustrated tone.

"How about a tour of the island? There is no way I want to spend my trip to Hawaii doing nothing." She stared up at Draco with a pure look of satisfaction. He in turn snarled and sat down next to her. In no way was he about to give up.

"The only tour that I would go on is one of your body." His hand drifted up her leg and began to lightly play with the bottom of her towel. "Sound good to you?"

Hermione resisted the urge to shove him onto the ground and have her way with him, but only by a smudge. Instead she said, "Hmm. Nah. I should probably lie down and let my hangover dissolve." She had brought up the subject perfectly. Now all she needed to do was continue it, without seeming too interested.

"What the hell did I do last night?" That could work too...

Draco never lost a beat. His hand continued to stroke her thigh when he replied, "You got drunk and passed out. Nothing much." With that his hand rose up further making circles so close to her sensitive spot that goose bumps spread across her still wet skin.

"You s-sure that's i-it?" Hermione's voice quivered. Her body was opposing her and soon she would be completely under his spell. She tried to focus in on the picture of the man in scuba gear but it was definitely not as interesting as what she could be doing at that moment.

"Ya, that's it." He leaned in closer to her and breathed in the smell of her damp hair. Roses. Intoxicating.

"I didn't s-say any th-thing out of th-the ordinary?" "Scuba gear, scuba gear, scuba gear."

"No." Draco planted a soft kiss onto her cheek then moved to her lips. Once his lips met hers she sighed and purred into the kiss. He smirked and pulled back grabbing the brochure from her hands. "But about today, I was more thinking of a picnic at the beach. Sound good to you?"

"Oh no he did not!" Draco's eyes met hers and she growled. "Fuck scuba gear, I'll show him what I'm capable of." Hermione stood and grinned devilishly. Draco watched her hand rise up to the top of her towel and undo it, letting it fall to the ground.

There Hermione stood in all her beauty with the infamous Malfoy smirk plastered to her face. With her index finger she made a come-hither motion that nearly made Draco pass out with joy.

Within a second he was against her, his lips crashing onto hers—his muscular body grinding against her little one. Hermione's hands went straight for the button of his shorts, quickly undoing them and shoving them off to reveal black silk boxers. Draco's hands drifted down to her ass gripping it hard. Hermione's leg lifted up and wrapped around his waist. The other soon joined the first as Draco carried her to his room and laid her across the bed.

Looking down at her he thought, "She's so beautiful…How can someone be this gorgeous?" Draco climbed on the bed after her and started planting kisses down her body. Over her chest and stomach he went. Only lingering to trace circles with his tongue around each erected nipple. Down to her thighs where she quivered at his every touch.

He wanted to please her. He wanted her to want him. He had never felt that way before. He placed a soft kiss onto her left inner thigh—then her right. She gasped at both and she waited with great anticipation. He leaned forward and—DING-DONG!

"Are you FUCKING serious?" She was close to tears. "One little orgasm. That's all I'm asking for. Is that so wrong?" Hermione said in frustration, her voice at the brink of screaming. "Ignore it." Draco sighed. "Please ignore it?"

He frowned and stood up pulling a pair of swim trunks out of his closet. As he started putting them on he said, "By now I've learned that when involved with your mother, you don't ignore anything."

Hermione's face then distorted in disgust. She pulled a blanket over her bare body. "You're involved with Selena?!"

"No!" Draco shook his head and chuckled at the thought. "I didn't mean it that way! I meant—DING-DONG!" He sighed and frowned. "Hold on."

He walked out the door leaving Hermione naked, confused, and unsatisfied. She grumbled and went over to his closet. Quickly grabbing a shirt and a pair of his boxers, she dressed and went to join him.

Draco peered out the peephole of the door and frowned. A pair of green eyes met his gaze and they definitely had an air of relentlessness about them. Determination even.

"Damnit." Draco opened the door, his frown deepening at the sight of Harry Potter in a suave suit and a dozen pink Anthurium flowers. "What do you want? We're kind of busy right now."

"Busy doing what?" Harry seemed a little shaken up. Draco decided that he could fix that 'little' easy.

Cocking his eyebrow up he replied, "Trying to fuck like rabbits." Harry cringed. He continued. "You've interrupted Hermione and me three times now and believe me our cravings don't like you one bit. So if you would please get your pathetic ass out of here right now, both of us would be very pleased."

"Not until I speak with Hermione." Draco frowned. He really was a persistent little bugger wasn't he?

Hermione rounded the corner. Draco saw a flash of annoyance cross her face just before she covered it up with a friendly smile.

"Hello Harry." She paused. "Umm…Why are you here?"

"I was hoping we could talk…in private." He glanced towards Draco with a menacing look glued to his face.

Inwardly Hermione smiled and she slipped a slight pout onto her face. Wrapping her arms around her "lover's" neck and kicking up a leg she smiled innocently. "Anything you can say to me, you can say to my fiancé."

Draco, though surprised, didn't let it show on his face. He leaned down and kissed Hermione on her cheek bringing his hand to her waist. Just as he did Hermione whispered into his ear, "You're brilliant, you know that?"

He smiled and looked Harry right in the eyes. "Well? You gonna talk or what?"

Hermione slapped him playfully and said, "Draco! Be nice." Leaning towards Harry she said, "Don't take what he says personally. He gets a little cranky when he doesn't get…well…his desires fulfilled." She winked and giggled.

Harry just stared at them in disgust. When he finally spoke he was practically yelling. "What the hell are you doing with him?! Don't you remember what he treated you like ALL of your years at Hogwarts? He was an ass! He still is! He doesn't love you! He's incapable of love. He's just using you for sex. I love you. Come back to me."

Draco was rigid—his body flexed. He hated what he had done to her and had hoped to leave it in the past. But no, of course not. Potter had to bring it up all over again.

"Harry, I love Draco for who he is. He's not an ass. You just don't know him," Hermione replied a little too quietly. She really did feel that way about him so it wasn't hard to say. Plus, Draco thought she was just acting.

Draco smiled. He loved the way she talked about him and he could feel that her words weren't just to piss Potter off. It even reassured what he had found out last night. "Wow. What have I gotten myself into?"

Harry's face grew a bright red. Hermione had seen this face before and nothing good ever followed it.

"I see what's going on." He pointed his finger at Hermione. "You want to be his play toy. His little slut. Well fine, be that way. Be his whore of the week. See if I care. But don't come running to me when he dumps you for someone else." His eyes squinted and his finger pointed angrily at her. Draco could feel her body beginning to tremble and her grip around him seemed to tighten. The sky above them began to cloud and darken. Thunder rolled in at every angle but Harry just continued. "It will happen too. You're not pretty anyway. I don't even know what the hell he sees in you. You're just a ugly, dirty little tramp he uses as a fucking doormat. You know what I say to that? Fuck y—POW!

Draco's hand collided with Harry's jaw. He went tumbling to the ground in a ruckus of screams, yowls, and cracking bones. Draco stormed towards him and pointed to the road. "Get the fuck out of here right now! If I ever see your god damned face here again I will personally break every bone in your body."

Harry, absolutely terrified, pulled out his wand and popped away. Draco turned around and stared caringly at Hermione. A tear was streaming down her face. Soon a waterfall was pouring down her cheeks and Draco felt helpless. Within seconds it began to rain, like tears of pearls for her sadness. He stepped forward and swept her off her feet. Carrying her into the house, he sat down onto the couch and kissed her forehead.

"Am I really ugly?" She said in almost a whisper. Her knees were against her chest with her head tucked into them.

Draco lifted her chin up with his finger and stared into her eyes. She looked so sad—so miserable that he couldn't help but feel his heart break. He leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips. "You are more beautiful then anything I have ever seen in my entire life. Potter is an idiot for not seeing that." "I was an idiot for not seeing that."

Hermione sniffled and smiled lightly. "You really think so?"

"I know so."

She smiled and threw her arms around him in a needy embrace. Draco could feel a deep sadness radiating from her very depths. He wasn't sure why, but he felt a need to comfort her. He slid his hands under her legs and pulled her into his lap. She was so warm in his arms that the world around him dissipated leaving just him and Hermione left. He felt complete. Whole. "What an amazing feeling."

"You know what Hermione?"

She looked up at him and smiled meekly. "What?"

He froze as those gorgeous hazel eyes met his grey ones. He tried to say what had been stuck on the back of his tongue for almost 5 years now. But when he opened his mouth to try only inaudible mumbles escaped it. Hermione tilted her head to the side with a quizzical expression set on her light features. He smiled at her look of stupor and kissed her forehead once again.

"Never mind. It wasn't important." He looked out to the beach to find that it had not only stopped raining but had cleared up drastically. That brought an even bigger smile to his lips. Draco stood quickly carrying Hermione with him toward the slider door.

"Draco Malfoy, what are you up to?" Hermione's voice was humorous but throughout it was sprinkled worry. He just smiled and stepped outside into the sun. After walking over to the pineapple pool's edge he looked directly into her eyes and smirked, his eyes now fading to a hazel brown.

"Don't you dare even think abou-AAHH!" Before Hermione could finish her sentence she was flying into the air. With a huge splash she landed in the luke warm pool, a look of absolute shock on her face. Off to the side Draco laughed full heartedly using the pool house for support. When Hermione surfaced for air she saw him and glared.

"You want to mess with me, huh?" Hermione could feel a light nudge in the back of her mind. Something was trying to break free. It was so powerful all she could think was, why not? It slipped through her conscious and into her finger tips. She cocked her chin up and pointed her finger at him. Her legs had stopped moving but she stayed afloat. The water around her undulated away from her body.

Draco ceased his laughing almost immediately and turned to face her. Her beautiful eyes clouded over. A brown hue could be seen, but nothing else. She was changing again, but he could see that the innocent Hermione was in there somewhere. But at the same time he could feel an energy surround him. Some type of strength had grabbed hold and it scared the shit out of him.

Hermione smirked and turned her hand over, calling him forward with a light movement of her finger. Draco's body began to slide toward the pool. He leaned back as if to try and stop but all it did was make him fall hard on his ass. Trying to stand up was useless because he knew that she had begun to use her ancient powers. Nothing that he could even attempt would be sufficient against it. Within moments he flew off the patio and into the water. Hermione snapped back to normal the moment that he did. She smiled inwardly.

"Maybe this new me isn't that bad…I could get use to this." She glanced around. No one. Draco had totally disappeared. Suddenly she felt something brush against her leg.

He surfaced and smirked at her. "You want to play, eh? Well baby I'm game, but guess what? This is definitely a contact sport."

"Master please," Corban screamed, "there was nothing I could do!" He gulped and threw himself before his God. "Her guardian has found her." Kosmo stalked closer to him. His anger eminent in the trembling of the floor and the heat of the air.

"I know the stories Corban. No mere guardian can defeat those blessed by me. Do not think you can trick me so easily." The God's voice thundered across Corban's ears.

"But Master!" Corban made the gods sign in the air in hopes of redemption from demise. He could hear his Master picking up his staff of annihilation. He was doomed. The air howled as the staff sliced down through towards the servants head.

"He possesses Zeus's necklace of power!" Corban cringed but felt no sudden pain. Around him, the air tensed. He was safe for now, but only for now.

"That may cause a few difficulties. But nothing too troublesome." He walked back over to his throne and sat. "He most definitely plans to train her. Prepare her. But at the same time, he will be stoking my queen's power and vigor." He smiled for the first time in over a million years. "We can make this work to our advantage."

Authors Note: YAY! I finally updated! Sorry it took so long. School just got too much of a hold on me. When it ends I'll update a lot quicker. But until then...Anyways, PLEASE REVIEW, as always. Luvs!