CHAPTER 3

Hermione looked at Draco, eyes wide.

'You love me?'

'I love you, Hermione'

She looked at him closely, maybe someone told him what she told Ginny, what if Ginny had told him?

'Do you trust me, 'Mione?'

Hermione looked at Draco, still covered in blood, in the Hospital wing, giving her the puppy dog eyes, quite successfully with his brilliant gray eyes.

'Draco…' Hermione dropped her head,

'So, no? I wouldn't trust me either… 'He sighed,

'It's not a no, Draco, I just don't know what to expect from you'

Draco looked into Hermione's eyes, 'Expect me' He whispered,

Hermione smiled softly at Draco; that was exactly what she needed to hear.

He smiled at Hermione, before grasping her neck and pulling her in for another kiss.

As the kiss went one, Hermione realized that was all she needed; she needed him. Deepening the kiss, tongue against tongue; Hermione reveled in her need for Draco.

Moaning softly, Hermione pushed her hips into Draco's. Slowly they began to dry fuck, Hermione growing hotter as she could feel Draco growing in his pants.

'Hermione? Please, use me?'

'Drake, we're in the Hospital wing' Hermione muttered, breathless,

'Please? Im begging you, I need you; I need to know you still want me!'

'Draco?'

Draco kissed her, before nibbling softly on her bottom lip.

'Slut? Please?'

Hermione couldn't push what she desperately wanted out of her mind. She wanted him, there and then. She knew Draco was a highly skilled wizard, but still couldn't help feeling apprehensive.

'What if someone happened to catch us?'

'Thrilling isn't it?' He whispered softly into her ear,

Hermione shivered at the thought of getting caught, she was so tempted. Slowly, she slipped off Draco's nightshirt, careful not to cause him any extra pain at that moment. Grabbing both of Draco's wrists, she whipped out her wand and tied a light scarf around them softly, as she straddled him. Looking at Draco's pale chest in the moonlight, she noticed the deep cuts on his body healing slowly. Running her fingers over them, he flinched slightly every so often as she hit a rather deep on. Moving her way down his body, she removed his pajama pants and underwear as soft as she did with his top. His body shone in the full moon, each scar forming even brighter then his skin, as every single hair on his body glittered. His erection stood before her, as she kissed her way up his inner thighs, his hips and moving towards his lips. Kissing him passionately on the lips, Hermione stood up on to her knees, as she began slowly pulling off her shirt. Once it joined Draco's clothes on the floor; Hermione removed her bra, slipping each strap of her shoulders separately, before dropping it onto the floor too. Slowly, she ran her hands up her body, over her soft breasts and pulled her hair as she moaned softly for Draco. Hermione could feel Draco's cock pulsing slightly as he watched her, struggling against his ties.

'You want me?'

'Yes! Oh god yes!'

Hermione unzipped her skirt and pulled it up over her head, running the soft material over Draco's bare chest before dropping that too on the floor. Draco's eyes widened to see the thin g-string that sat on Hermione's hips, emerald green, Draco was amazed, she knew exactly how to impressive him. Leaning over him, Hermione ran her supple breasts over his chest before kissing him passionately, trailing even more kisses down his neck to his chest. Running her hands up his chest, through his soft blonde chest hair, she ran her tongue along his chiseled jaw line, biting down soft only his neck. Draco was basically tearing at his binds now, letting one hand free, Hermione gasped as he slipped his finger along the inside of her g-string. Grasping the material, Draco tore it from her body, throwing it to the ground. Admiring her now naked body on top of him, Draco slipped at finger into her soaking wet pussy. He knew that's she'd been desperate for this as much as he was. Maybe more, the amount of glorious juices that now dripped around his finger. Hermione gyrated against Draco's hand, as he watched her get off, growing harder as she began to shake with pleasure.

Draco withdrew his hand and began to work on her clit. Licking his lips, all he wanted to was taste her. 'Hermione?'

Looking down at him, she replied, 'Yes?'

'Sit on my face? Please?'

Hermione grinned down at him, shaking.

'Draco? Who's using who now?'

'Please?'

Hermione stepped over his shoulders, his arms resting on her calves, she tried to grip the wall as her body been to quiver.

Draco's skilled tongue touched every spot like magic. His fingers working her clit, as he tongue licked her out. Hermione pulled at Draco's hair, as she came. Draco pulled her back to him, kissing her forcefully, as he re-inserted his finger into her now soaked pussy.

'Oh Draco! Oh god, Draco!'

Draco bit Hermione's neck; she was almost sending him over the edge just by him watching her get off.

'Let me fuck you!' he whispered,

Hermione didn't even say anything as she moved his hand away from her pussy, sliding back; she felt Draco's large pulsing cock against her warm pussy. As she slid back further, she quivered as he entered her. Sitting up on his cock, Hermione began to move slow, gyrating against his hips. Draco, his hands on her hips, pushed deeper into her, pulling her hips forward faster and faster. Draco moaned, grabbing her breast as she fucked him. Hermione dug in her nails, pulling them down his chest as she climaxed.

'Oh Draco, I'm cuming. Oh god yes!' Hermione yelled, as she fucked him harder,

Draco soon came after her, pulling Hermione down to lie on his chest. Breathing heavily, sweat covered, and Draco in more pain then he let on, cuddled until the hospital wing's doors being opened interrupted them. Hermione went ridged as the footsteps got closer and closer. Lifting her wand, she removed Draco's ties, and lifted herself of the bed quietly. Stuffing Draco's clothes under the blanket, she helped pull it over him comfortably. Pulling her top on, followed by her skirt, Hermione peered outside the curtain.

Snape's distinguishable greasy hair could be seen supporting a fat pig-like structure. They must have found Pansy up in the classroom. Hermione slowly moved between the curtains, slipping into her bed, and pulling the covers over her half naked body. As she sidled into the bed, the metallic frame gave a loud creak, making Snape look over in Hermione's direction.

His hollow footsteps could be heard as he walked towards Draco and Hermione's beds.

Stopping short of the curtain, he stood still to listen in. Taking one step back, he noticed a small piece f material on the floor. Thin and green it had caught his eye. Bending down to pick it up, he was interrupted when Pomfrey came in with a potion for Pansy.

'Professor, Draco is resting fine, no need to worry' she said pushing him away from the two beds.

Standing up straight, he left the material, before walking slowly back to Pansy's bed.

Hermione let out a sigh as she sat up, and reached for her g-string she'd left in the floor. Draco gave a small laugh followed by a cough as he watched Hermione fix up her clothes.

'What a rush, ay'

Hermione gave Draco a small smile, 'I blame you' she giggled,

''Mione?'

Hermione looked up in a straight faced Draco.

'I Love You' he said,

'I know Draco, I know' she whispered, before stepping out from behind the curtains,

Walking towards Madam Pomfrey, Hermione whispered her better health before walking out of the Hospital Wing, on her way back to the Gryffindor Tower.

Pansy's eyes fluttered under her closed eyes lids, as she listened in on Draco in the silent hospital wing. Hearing a soft conversation, she waited until Pomfrey left before casting an eavesdropping spell.

'What a rush, ay' Pansy heard Draco say,

'I blame you' a female voice giggled, Pansy couldn't put her finger on the voice, just yet.

''Mione?' Pansy's eyes widened,

A short silence ensued.

'I Love You' Draco said.

Pansy sat up straight, the room spun for a short amount of time, enough in which Hermione Granger, that mudblood, escaped from the hospital wing unscathed by Pansy. Fuming, Pansy stepped out of bed, and headed for Draco's bed.

'Miss Parkinson! Back to bed now! Mr. Malfoy is fine! He is sleeping, get back now before I call Professor Snape!' Madam Pomfrey yelled from her office, just as Pansy reached Draco's curtain.

Cursing inward, Pansy walked back to her bed. Draco will never live this down, his father would here about it if it was the last thing she ever did. Pansy was Draco's perfect partner, they were chosen for each other since birth, she would not lose her right to fortune and infamousy to a Mudblood. Never!

The next morning, Draco woke to a warm hand on his forehead,

'Mmm, baby?' He asked groggily,

'Yes, Drakie, it's Pansy, I'm here for you'

Waking up a fair amount more, he noticed the hand was nothing like Hermione's soft, fragile one, but yet stubby and clammy, Pansy's signature 'hand'.

'Get off me, Parking Lot!' Draco spat, pushing Pansy off him,

'I'm helping!' She spat,

'I don't need your help!'

Draco winced in pain as he sat up.

'Oh yeh? Think your little Mudblood can help you now? In public?' Pansy spat,

'What are you on about Parkinson?' Draco asked apprehensively,

'I heard you pair last night! You Lair!' Pansy shrieked,

'Parkinson! Shut up!' roared Draco,

'Why? So you can keep on going to her behind my back!'

'Behind your back? You're not my girlfriend Pansy, nor will you ever be! You don't know anything!'

'YOU SAID YOU LOVED HER!'

Draco glared at Pansy; he couldn't let her know that she was right, that they were caught out.

'You were concussed, Parkinson! Granger wasn't even in here last night!'

'Don't lie to me Draco Malfoy, or your father will know about this!' Pansy spat,

'Oh so what? You haven't gone running to mummy yet! Oh yeh, you missed your weekly window where our parents shag each other!'

Pansy glared at Draco, as he slipped his clothes back on under the covers.

'Don't make me destroy you, Malfoy!'

'Im not afraid to curse a woman, Parkinson!'

Pansy backed away to her bed, as Pomfrey came out of her office.

'Mr. Malfoy? You don't seem to have responded to the treatment well, did you toss and turn last night, much? Only movement or physical stress could have had this result'

Draco shook his head, very well aware that Hermione would flip at him when she found out what he'd done to himself. But first, he had to convince her to lie about where she was last night; Draco couldn't afford to be subjected to his father over this. He'd literally kill him, and Hermione for that matter.

Pansy helped him out of his bed, and down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Glaring at the trio over at the Gryffindor table, Hermione frowned at Pansy, who was beaming about being in such close proximity to Draco. Hermione knew something was going on. Pansy was just too happy this morning, even with Draco's arm around her.

Draco winked towards Pansy, and Hermione understood. Pansy did know. She must have heard last night, when Hermione had left Draco's curtain open when she shifted beds, the charm would have been broken. Inwardly cursing herself, she turned back to Harry, Ron, Lavender and Ginny. Harry and Ginny were cozying it up, while they ate breakfast, which really was odd for Ginny. She never really showed such public displays of affections. Ron was looking on, with a 'get a room' look on his face, Hermione knew exactly what was going though his head. STOP GIVING HER IDEAS!!!!

Hermione smiled, as Lavender tried to feed Ron the corner from her toast and he just pushed her hand away from him. Lavender turned to Hermione who still had her small smile on her face.

'So, Hermione, when are you planning on getting a guy by your side, your bit of a fifth wheel now aren't you?' Lavender said politely as that was even possible with that kind of question.

Harry, Ron, and Ginny went quiet, along with several surrounding people on the Gryffindor table. Lavender knew how to press buttons, and that was exactly what she was going out to do with that question to Hermione.

Hermione smiled to Lavender sweetly, not even answering her question, she knew lavender had more.

'Well, you haven't really had anyone since that little affliction with Viktor Krum, right?'

'Affliction?' Hermione laughed,

Now more then half the hall was listening in on their conversation, Draco and Pansy alike.

'Well, yeah. You don't class that as serious right?' lavender laughed, obviously to herself, as Parvati was even straight faced.

'Yeah, course not' Laughed Hermione,

'Oh, its ok if you did Hermione. Maybe we should hook you up with someone, just to give you bit of a track record' smiled Lavender,

'Lav, that's a bit harsh!' said Ron suddenly,

Hermione smiled, 'No Ron, its ok. As a matter of fact, Lavender…'

Draco's stomach sunk, No, Hermione, no you can't say us, please, no…

'Well, Hermione? You were out all night, you do have a guy, don't you?' added Lavender,

Draco was virtually screaming on the inside, NO, NO, THIS CANT BE HAPPENING!

'I was studying Lavender, that's why I was out so late. And I think my love life has nothing to do with you!' Hermione said, through gritted teeth,

'What love life?' Lavender laughed loudly,

The whole hall was now listening to their conversation.

'Lavender, drop it!' Parvati spat,

'Why? If she isn't hiding anything, she shouldn't be worried! I know she wasn't studying last night'

Suddenly, the scraping of a chair could be heard as someone stood up.

Neville's timid voice could be heard through the silence,

'Hermione was teaching me potions last night. That's why we were out all night'

Hermione looked up into the kind round face of Neville, as he shuffled his feet as Lavender stared him down.

'Yeh, Neville didn't get in until like… 3 last night' Harry added, looking at Hermione, who blinked the time at him.

Draco suddenly felt a lot calmer, and Pansy seemed a lot more confused.

'If Longbottom was with Granger, then who was with you?' She asked Draco loudly,

'No one, you daft bitch, like I was saying' Draco spat.

The crowded hall soon returned to their normal conversations, Lavender staring both Hermione and Ron down. Soon, they all headed off to their respective classes, Hermione thanking Neville dearly, on their way to potions.

'Lavender shouldn't have done that to you, 'mione' Neville said,

'Its ok, Neville, thank you for being such a good friend' Hermione smiled.

Neville smiled back, and then added,

'No worries Hermione. Maybe you should teach Malfoy how to correctly cast a silencing spell too'

Neville left Hermione absolutely stunned as they reached the potions dungeon, as Harry and Ron caught up with her.

'You right Hermione? You look like a stunned mullet' Harry said, from her left,

'Stunned Mullet?'

Harry laughed as he told Ron about the muggle expression, as Hermione stood stunned before Slughorn interrupted her, opening the dungeon door.

Slughorn announced as the class filed in, that they'd continue making Polyjuice potion they'd previously started weeks before, Hermione, now trying to forget what Neville said, was virtually jumping on the inside, remembering their 2nd year. They got to add the Boomslang skin and lacewing flies today. Draco followed slowly behind her, being carried by Pansy, who could barely make a decent crutch with her height. Sitting Draco down, Pansy was pushed away by him as he turned to face away from her. Looking at Hermione for pity, she smiled smally as she saw Pansy look over at them out of the corner of her eye.

'She's unbearable, why can't you take care of me?' Draco muttered, standing slowly, obviously in pain,

'Pomfrey couldn't heal you properly?'

'Dark magic' He grimaced, trying not to let onto Hermione,

Draco was used to dark magic being used on him by his father, but the spell Harry used was new, was different to what he knew, not too mention the extra tension last night, Draco wouldn't regret it, but it did make things a little more painful the morning after then it usually would.

'Please, take care of me' He pouted,

'Draco, you know I cant, people will get suspicious' She whispered,

'Pansy never leaves your side remember'

'You don't have to remind me' He said, glaring at Pansy who was waving at him from beside Ron.

Draco lay his head down on the desk as Hermione got the potion sorted.

Harry motioned to Hermione, as she stirred her potion slowly as Draco slept quietly be side the cauldron, Pansy keeping an eye on him at all times.

Hermione looked over at her best friends, and noticed they had gotten into Slughorn's left over Potion Thickener. Harry, laughing his head off, pointed over to Hermione. Ron turned around, and Hermione snorted loudly at the site of him. Ron had a cat's face painted on him with potion thickener. Whiskers, button nose and all and was now pretending to clean himself like a cat, as Harry laughed his head off at Ron. Hermione smiled to the boys, giggling to herself as she added in the Boomslang skin, to the Polyjuice potion. Draco stirred beside her, and groggily looked towards Potter and Weasley as Prof. Slughorn joined in laughing at the boys.

'Losers!' he muttered before, placing his head back on the desk,

''Mione, you're so much better then 'em, how can u get along with that pair?' Draco asked, as Hermione stirred the potion slowly,

Looking down at him, Hermione was glad he was half asleep or that would have sounded rather odd to the class if Draco had said it any louder.

'Draco? We're in class' Hermione whispered.

Sitting up straight, Draco looked around the room, glad no one else had heard him slip up. Looking closer at the boys joking around, Draco was pleased that Pansy was thoroughly uncomfortable with the situation.

'Check out Parkinson' He muttered to Hermione as he sat down on top the desk, running his fingers through his blonde matte.

Hermione looked over to the boys again, and saw Ron pretending to rub himself up against Pansy who was backing away slowly, a look of disgust plastered on her pig-like face. Not to mention the look of betrayal on Lavender's face across the room, also. Draco laughed at the wide smile Hermione had plastered on her face. I'd been a while since he had really seen her smile so freely, and he cherished it, even though he still had to keep at the hatred act every spare moment they could manage. It killed him, but it insured that he still got to have Hermione all to himself.

Hermione looked to Draco, and her smiled faltered, he knew it was an act as he laughed even harder. Smiling to herself on the inside, Hermione really was having a good day to start with. But she made a mental note to teach Draco a better and much needed silencing charm.

A/N: This is dedicated to my baby boy, Joe. My Widdle Sqwiwwell. He came up with majority of the ideas for this chapter, he helped me a lot with this. And is always there to cheer me on. Love you baby.