Chapter Five

Pansy suddenly felt very naked. Had she just been sexually rejected… by Draco? Of all people? She looked around her, hurt, at the silent onlookers. They were speechless. Blaise was dumbstruck. He leapt up and ran out of the room in search of Malfoy. Pansy spotted a raven haired boy make his way over to where she sat. Harry Potter. Feeling better, she plastered on her flirtatious face, pushed out her chest and spread her legs giving him a full view as he approached her. He stopped and looked at her clothes scattered across the floor. Curtly he scooped up her bra, skirt, panties and shirt and held them towards her. She ignored the clothes and instead took his wrist and pulled herself up. She looked him up and down, licking her lips and was just about to launch herself at him when he pushed the clothes into her chest, holding her away from him. His green eyes glaring at her icily.

"Here's the opportunity to walk away with an ounce of dignity and all your limbs still in tact. You are disgusting and if you think that I'm going to let your hands, or any other part of you, anywhere near me then you are seriously mistaken."

He began to walk away but then paused and looked back at her.

"And if you ever touch Hermione again, I will break every bone in your body and make you wish you'd never been born. Do I make myself clear?"

She was taken aback but nodded. Harry took out his wand and flicked his wand in her direction. Instantly she was dressed back in her uniform and Harry then briskly slid through the open door.

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Hermione closed her eyes. Within seconds, Draco's mouth had covered hers and both were already feeling the electric sensation again only this time, the feeling was much more powerful. Draco was gentle with her. First, he only lightly kissed her, afraid to hurt her, afraid that she would reject him and scream for help. Instead, she seemed more into the kiss than him so, not wanting to look inferior, he removed his right hand from her cheek and placed it behind her head, pressing her to him. He waited for a response and when he did not receive one he placed the other hand on her hip, slowly wrapping around her waist.

Hermione froze momentarily before resting her palms on his toned chest and shifting them upwards to wrap her arms around his neck. He kissed more passionately, desperately, and she parted her mouth. His mind was racing as he leant his body over her, slowly laying her on the carpeted library floor. He ducked his head under her chin and planted butterfly kisses across her neck. Hermione sighed and Draco suddenly pulled away, withdrawing his arms from her bare waist. Hermione followed suit, breathing heavily. Draco stared down at her, nibbling his bottom lip, his expression: a cross between anxiety and extreme self-control. He leant down again and briefly kissed her cheek and whispered "I'm sorry, I can't do this to you, not after what's just happened…" he trailed off. Then he stood up and ran from the library.

Hermione sat up and felt the spots where his lips had kissed only seconds before. They were cool and she questioned whether the experience had just been a figment of her imagination. She was so caught up with her thoughts that she didn't see Harry until he was right in front of her.

"Hermione! I'm so sorry, are you ok? I just saw Malfoy leave the library. He looked really worried, I thought he'd done something to you. Did he hurt you? I'm gonna hex him, I will, I'll–"

"No! He didn't hurt me, Harry. It didn't hurt."

"What didn't hurt? What did he do, Mione? Tell me"

"He… he… kissed me"

Harry's bright green eyes widened and darkened bringing a whole new meaning to the words 'If looks could kill'

"He WHAT!?!"

"Harry, it was nothing. He was trying to apologise and I don't' know, I guess–"

"How the hell does an apology lead to a kiss?! How dare he even touch you! I'll fucking kill him!"

"No Harry! Just leave it. Please! I just want to forget okay? If you want to help me, help me forget this whole thing ever happened. Please Harry" She looked down at her fidgeting hands.

His calm expression slowly returned and he lifted her chin. He stared into Hermione's warm chocolate eyes.

"Only for you, Hermione, only for you"

Then he ducked his head and placed a soft kiss on her lips. It was friendly, but with a hint of something more. She smiled and crawled onto his lap and rested her weary head on his shoulder. Harry wrapped his arms around her and leant against the brick wall of the library watching her heavy eyes droop shut and into slumber. He sighed as his mind struggled to think of Malfoy's reasoning behind the kiss.

Unbeknownst to both of them, a dark figure had been watching and listening to them. Blaise Zabini stood in the shadows of the bookshelves had witnessed the whole thing: Draco's 'apology' and now Harry's loyalty. He smirked in the darkness and slipped out of the library like a ghost.