Chapter three.

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It was late, the fire was glowing bright offering the only light in the darken sitting room. Hermione has join malfoy on the couch in the silence. She was sick of all the piety talk of nothingness. She desperately wanted to know the real Draco his story.

' Tell me about it Draco' she whispered

'Tell you about what?' he asked calmly

'Your story, what happened to you. Why you acted how you did, cause you don't seem like that person who were at school at all'

She heard him take a deep breath before letting it out slowly.

'Fine, when I was younger before Hogwarts, and even through Hogwarts my father would constantly abuse me with his first and magic, I was brought up alone I was nto allowed friends, I had to keep the company of my fathers and mother, well she was to scared to do anything' he paused

'oh Draco im so sorry' she pulled her self up to touch the side of his face.

He stared back at her. He brown eyes weren't full of pity but of concern for him.

'my father made continue to deepen myself in the dark arts. He made me do his biding and then gave me as a gift to voldemort for his reckless behavior. I was given a task, to kill the headmaster or have my mother and self killed. Of coarse he would do away with my father to but I felt nothing for him, he was not my father he was dead to me long ago. So I did it, carefully I planned everything despite my head screaming no. And then I got to the roof on that night and Dumbledore saw straight through me he called out everything I was and everything I wasn't. I couldn't kill him Hermione, I couldn't' he stopped

'hey it's ok, no one blames you, I don't blame you I understand what you were fighting for I get it' she pulled him into her embrace and he relaxed again against the warmth of her body.

'Then when the battle at Hogwarts flung into action, I made a decision, my own decision for once. I turned on those who I had been forced to keep sides with and shouted every curse I knew at them. To hell was I going to let that bastard voldemort and my father win and any control over me' he jumped up grinding his teeth in anger he clenched his fists.

Hermione didn't know what to say, she was sure the was much more detail to it all but even from what he said her heart went out to him even more. Draco had never known love or companianship he wasn't cold by choice, he was cold inside because that's how they had made him. She just wanted to soften his heart, even a little. She reached for him and hugged him tight.

'it ok now though, im here I always be here for you Draco, our secret ok?' she pulled back to see his face. It was full of pain and sorrow; it had washed out the anger from moments before.

He leaned closer to her, placing his hand under her chin, lowered his head and kissed her. She hadn't pulled away; she'd kissed him back. He deepened the kiss and pulled her close to him. It felt wonderful to him, she felt wonderful to him, she was everything he wanted. His heart knew that he loved her but his head refused to listen and he pulled away.

'Im sorry good night' and he fled the room, his sex was beginning to tae over his trail of thought and he would not do that to her as he had so many other women.

Hermione sighed. She knew he heart had lost to him. She craved his touch, she wanted his tongue to dance in her mouth, to explore her body, she blushed at her own thought. This was malfoy. Oh whom was she kidding, yes it was malfoy but it was her malfoy the malfoy she knew and only she. She followed the path he made out of the room; she followed only her destination was not the same as his though she would of gladly followed.

It was Friday evening already when they final went swimming although she had to admit the sky look amazing she pulled herself from the water and sat on the side waiting for him.

Draco entered the pool area in his trunks. He looked across the pool towards Hermione. She sat there dripping wet in her bikini. His mind went into over load. He dived into the pool before his erection could show and swam to her side.

'Hey' he said pulling into the water.

'Oi! Watch it' she said splashing him. God his look amazing is chest bare and smooth.

She was inches from him so he stepped closer to her erasing any distance that had once been there. he let his mouth come crashing down on her. A desperate need filled him as he encouraged her to let him slip his tongue inside her mouth to explore.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him, her mind and heart urging every touch his made on her. She nibbled his lip and groaned at her and pulled her into his arms and began to make his way from the pool to the house. Once inside he carried up the stairs into his room and placed on his bed. His sheet were of red satin, red seemed to run the trough the room though she didn't take much notice as he began to unclasp her bikini top and through it on the floor. She fumbled with his trunks before pulling them down. He helped her remove them completely. He towered above her hands either side of his head and glanced down. Good lord she wanted him.

Chapter 4 will be up shortly.

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