Hermione Granger stepped onto the platform of the Hogwarts Express, and within seconds was nearly knocked over by her two best friends hugging her.
Harry Potter was the supposed hero of the wizarding world; Ron Weasley was her old love, and simple boy with flaming red hair.
All together they made the so called "golden trio", though they didn't call themselves that.
And of course, being popular comes with enemies, Draco Malfoy, eighteen year old, strikingly blonde haired, Quidditch player, Draco Malfoy. Yeah, that one.
The one she had given herself to during summer. Of course Ron and harry didn't know, they'd shun her if they had, it was secret encounters they had, ever since fifth year, he had been her escape of passion, lust, and foreboding.
As she walked onto the train, she caught the eye of said enemy, causing her to blush.
"So who won the world cup this year boys?"
Hermione asked as they sat down.
"Well, Bulgaria came real close, but England finally snagged the cup."
"it was one hell of a match Hermione, you should have been there"
Hermione laughed, "Im not a Quidditch person"
"Bloody crazy she is" Ron whispered.
"I heard that!" she cried out indignantly, throwing a book at his head.
Harry burst out laughing, as did Ginny who had come in at just the right moment to see her brother get knocked off his chair by the ten pound tomb.
"Granger"
Hermione turned at her surname to see the very cause of her lies and secrecy standing in the doorway.
"yes?"
"heads meeting, now."
"bye guys, ill be back soon".
Hermione got up and walked out of the compartment following Malfoy.
As they walked to the front of the train, he quickly shoved her in an empty compartment, and closed the curtains performing a quick locking and silencing spell.
He grabbed her petite waist and shoved her to wall, pulling her body as close as possible as he kissed her hard, and full of passion.
She whimpered and put her hands behind his neck as she entangled her fingers into his hair.
His tounge invaded her mouth and she bit his tounge hard, while sucking on it.
She moaned as they fell onto the chair and he ripped her robes open.
She gasped, "draco, we don't have time right now"
"don't worry love, this will be just a quicky"
He threw down his pants and boxers shoved her knickers aside and quickly filled her.
They moved together, gasping and moaning with each thrust.
"faster!" she panted out.
He shoved harder, nearly bruising her as she clung tighter to him.
They finally finished together, Hermione's screams rebounding off the walls of the compartment.
They laid for a few seconds that felt like hours before the finally stood up and fixed themselves.
"well that was certainly interesting" she giggled in content as he peaked out the door.
"he laughed and ducked back in quickly to give her a chaste kiss, "and now were off my darling."
She laughed and they ran down the corridor to the heads compartment where all the new prefects sat waiting.
"well, congratulations on getting the role of prefect……"