She could feel his heavy breathing on her face, almost like he was turned on by holding her there. The only thing between them was the towel, she was thankful he had waited for her to wrap herself in. She couldn't help but think how stupid she had been. Antagoizing Malfoy in such a way and not considering what he might do in revenge. She shouls have thought that threw. He was a lot more sinister than she, and cetainly had a better idea on how to seek revenge than she did. It had not ever even occured to her that he might.

She looked up to face him, letting her Gryffendor bravery get the better of her. How she wished he didn't have hold of her wrists. She wanted to smack that triumphant smirk off his face. She decided she would have to resort to the next resort, verbal abuse, although, she was a bit nervious about it, considering her more than compromising posistion.

"What the hell do you want, Malfoy"She hissed at him, trying to hide the utter fear in her voice. She could still hear how scare she was, she prayed that he couldn't.

Instead of gracing her with a responce he pinned both of her hands onder one above her head. With the other he began to run his free hand up her think frame, his long slender fingers stopping on the helm of the towels thick fabric. With one fluid motion, he ripped the towel away, leaving her fully exposed in front of Draco Malfoy. She kept trying to herself that this couldn't be happening. The Draco Malfoy she knew was a coward. He would never have the balls to do this. If anything else, he allow himself to touch her. It was clear to her now that she he had changed. She wasn't sure if she wanted to see how much. Shortly there after he began to continue touching her body. She felt degraded and it inraged her.

"Malfoy, I demand you stop"She insisted, more angry than scared now. She refused to give into him. He was looking for a reaction. He was trying to scare her. She was clinging to this, that he could never actually go through with it. He would never actually hurt her, would he?

"Am I gay now, Granger"He whispered in her ear as his hand landed on one of her breasts.

"Yes"She muttered, relishing the fury in his voice.

He nibbled on her neck "Really, maybe I should prove you wrong?
"You wouldn't dare, I am a mudblood, remember?"She said reaching for her last hope.

He chuckled darkly against her neck. She felt a chiver run up her spine. Every woman fantisized about men like Draco taking them, after being seduced in a scene just like this, even Hermione. But, this sensation was totally different. He was being so gentle, but so dangerous. She was beinging to fear, not just what Draco might or might be willing to do, but that she might be willing.

He flicked her ear with his tounge before continuing "The whole school thinks that I am love with Whinny Potty, no thanks to you. A mudblood is still a step from him, whether I were gay or not." Hermione had no rebutting arguement for the first time since she was a little girl. When her voice didn't but in he continued "Plus, no one would believe you. You made sure of that. If I were gay I would have no interest in raping women. My reputation is safe"

Hermiones mouth hung open. Draco was right. He pulled away from her and looked at the shock in her face, relishing in it.

"So what do you plan to do?"Hermione whispered, barely auditable.

"Well, the way I figure it, you have two choices. The first I think you have figured out. The other would be that you would help me repair my reputation"

Hermione narrowed her eyes. She tried to imagine what he was thinking. But, try as she might, she was forced to come to the concusion that Draco wasn't as predictable as Harry and Ron. "How?"

"You are going to pretend to be my girlfriend until the end of term, when you will publicly break up with me in a huge scene"

"How is dating a muggleborn going to help your reputation?"Hermione muttered.

"Because it gives the whole school the chance to see the changed Malfoy and I don't even have to work at it" He explained.

Hermione nodded in agreement, although shocked would be a light way to put the emotion she was feeling.

"Should you try and double cross me, the results will not end in your favor"He warned.

She nodded again.

"Good, now off to bed, you need to wake up early in the morning for some feminine preparation that you seem to never practice"

"What do you mean by that, Malfoy?"Hermione asked a bit insulted

"I do not date rag dolls, Hermione. Nor do I date nuns. You are going to look the part. and you have to play the part too. So have to start calling me Draco. No girlfriend calls their boyfriend by their last name, right?"Draco asked. "Oh, and one more thing, I don't know what is going on between you and the youngest of the overbred red headed male bloodtraders, but it ends now. As far as anyone needs to know, you are mine"

As if to seal what he had just said he pushed his lips into hers, amazed at how good she tasted. Before she could even think about what had just happened, he turned and left her to crumble to the ground.