Chapter Three

Draco POV

The door slammed shut with such force that the chandelier swung backwards and forwards. My hand was still clutched to my now stinging cheek as I continued to stare at the door. I stood there in complete shock. What the hell had happened?

Oh yeah! I just shared the most amazing kiss with the most infuriating girl! Which ended with me having a slapped face! Again! How dare she slap? She enjoyed the kiss. She had to. Otherwise she wouldn't have kissed me.

I turned and stormed up to my room, banging the door shut as I went. She had to feel the same as she kissed me back! She even moaned! I'd heard it! It was amazing. I smirked as I replayed the memory of the kiss. I thought about what she had said to me after she slapped me:

"I have a boyfriend, Malfoy. I will not be one of your playthings."

I know people around here think I'm some badass player but I just let them think that. Sure, Pansy and I fooled around now and again but that was it! Of course people thought differently. I'd heard the rumours: that I had a different girl every week and sure I did encourage the rumours as they added to my reputation.

But they weren't true! Sure, a lot of girls had come on to me through the years but I hadn't actually pursued any of them! But Hermione didn't know that! If she believes rumours about me…

Bollocks!

That explained why she pulled away she thought I wanted her for sex! I thought back to what Blaise had said; I needed to seduce her – show her that I wanted her for more than sex! I would start with my plan tomorrow but for now I needed to sleep. I changed and climbed into bed and before I knew it I was asleep.

It was early when I woke, about half 6, the birds were still chirping in the trees outside and I knew that many people were still sleeping. I dragged myself out of bed and headed to the bathroom. I turned the shower on and as I waited for the water to warm I checked the door to Hermione's room. It was locked.

Did she do that to stop me from coming into her room? I smirked as the question crossed my mind. I turned my attention back to my shower and pulled my boxers off before I stepped under the warm water. I poured shampoo into my palm and began to rub it into my hair. I stepped back under the spray as I washed the soap from my hair.

I heard a gasp as the soap ran down my body. I looked up to see a shocked Hermione standing in the doorway. Her eyes followed the soap as it ran down my body and I saw her bite her lip. That one act was so sexy I felt my body begin to stir as a rush of desire shot through me.

"See something you like Granger?" I asked, smirking. She didn't answer me. Instead she just stood there staring at my body. "Hermione?" I asked using her first name. That did it.

"Huh?" she asked as her eyes rose to my face, a slight blush colouring her cheeks.

"I said do you see something you like? But gathering by the way you've been starring, there is. You could always join me you know - we could replay last night…" I trailed off; knowing that I'd made her think of last night. She moaned as she remembered and I was overcome with the sudden urge to go to her and kiss her before taking her back to my room.

She was still stood there. She looked like she wanted to join me but instead she stepped back, shook her head and left, closing the door behind her. I couldn't help the feeling of disappointment that flooded my body as she left.

I quickly washed the soap from my body and finished my shower, wrapping a towel around my waist I climbed out. After I finished my bathroom routine I walked back to my room. I began to think back to what had just happened, the way she stared at me made me know for certain that she wanted me. Blaise was right. I needed her to be mine. And I would find a way to make that happen.

As I got dressed I heard the distant sound of running water – Hermione was having a shower! The image of Hermione in the shower flooded my mind. I imagined her standing under the shower and the water running down her body…

WOAH! I need to get out of this room before I do something she might live to regret. I quickly finished getting dressed and got out of my room before the temptation to join her overtook me. I sat down in the common room and tried to get the thought of Hermione naked out of my head.

Instead I thought back to my plan to seduce her. I needed to get her away from Weasley, and show her how bad he was for her, how he cared more about chess, Quidditch and his boyfriend Potter then being there for her. He didn't realise how special she was. He knew nothing about girls and how to treat them. He treats her like an accessory something to make him look better. He didn't even kiss her correctly.

She needed more passion in her life. After all she's a very passionate person as I found out last night. I couldn't help the grin that appeared on my face as I remembered the night before… yeah… she was definitely a passionate person.

But Weasley didn't know that. He doesn't know anything. Especially not how to please a girl like her. I bet they haven't even got past second base. The way she has pressed herself against me last night was enough to show me she wants to get past it. Way past it.

The way to win her over was to seduce her. To show her that I can give her what Weasley can't…or won't, and at the same time I need to show her she's not just a fling. That I really do care about her and at the same time prove to her that Weasley is the wrong man for her and that I'm the right man for her!

It was then that I heard the soft pitter-patter of footsteps as they descended the stairs. I looked up in time to see Hermione enter the common room. She looked stunning even in her Griffindor uniform. It surprised me that I could find anyone who wore those colours attractive. But I did. I didn't just think she was attractive I thought she was beautiful.

In that moment morning sunlight poured through the window bathing her in a golden glow making her almost angelic. It was then that I realised she was destined to be mine and I would make that happen. Right now.

"Look Hermione," she looked slightly surprised that I used her full name, "about last night - "

I was suddenly nervous about talking to her. For the first time I, Draco Malfoy, was unsure how a girl would react to me. I felt slightly sick as I prepared to reveal my feelings and see if they were returned. I had never felt so uneasy and unsure in my life. I didn't like it. As a Malfoy I was always sure of myself. It astounded me that she could do this to me – make me feel things I'd never felt before: nervousness, unease, even love. But before I could confess my feelings she interrupted me.

"Last night was nothing, Malfoy."

I felt like I'd been hit with the Cruciatus curse. I felt like something inside me had shattered. I just sat there staring at her unable to comprehend what she did. I didn't understand. She had kissed me!

She made a move to leave. I grabbed her hand. I couldn't let her go. Not when I knew who she'd run to. Not until I made sure she meant what she had said. Not until I'd said what I had to say and she understood.

"Let go of me Malfoy," she spat trying to tug her arm free. I tightened my grip, preventing her from getting free.

"Not until you listen to what I have to say."

"Fine." She glared at me. I let go of her hand hesitant that she'd run away. She didn't. Instead she folded her arms still glaring at me. It amazed me how sexy she looked even when she was angry.

"Get on with it Malfoy. I don't have all day." Her impatient tone only added to her attractiveness.

"So snappy first thing in the morning, did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed? Or just the wrong bed?" I said with a teasing smirk.

"If you're going to talk to me like that I'm going to leave." She span on her heel and began striding towards the portrait hole. I wasn't having this. I needed to talk to her. Now. And she would listen. I grabbed her again this time both her arms and pushed her against the wall.

"Behave Granger. I have some nice things to say to you."

"I find that hard to believe," she scoffed.

"Just shut up and let me say what I'm going to say!" She stared at me, waiting for what I desperately wanted to tell her. I avoided her gaze as I began my speech:

"Last night was amazing. I didn't want it to end. I want what happened last night to happen again. The thing is Hermione, I like you a lot. I have for a while."

My gaze rose until I was staring into her eyes she was staring at me, a look of complete shock was on her face. I sensed that she didn't completely believe what I said and that I had to prove it. Keeping my gaze locked on hers, I leaned down slowly, giving her the chance to pull away if she wanted, as I moved our lips closer together. I gently pressed my lips to hers in the most romantic and loving kiss of my life.

My heart sped as I felt her press her lips against mine in return. After a few seconds of complete bliss I reluctantly pulled my lips from hers not wanting her to think I wanted things to go too far and for her to freak out again.

"See what I mean? You want me too. I know you have feelings for me," I said smiling at the fact she still had her eyes closed and her lips slightly pouted.

"Yes Draco, I do have feelings for you," she whispered. The fact she used my first name spread warmth through my body but that was nothing compared to the immense joy I felt that she had revealed that she also had feelings for me.

"Feelings like hate and loathing. I don't want you Malfoy and I don't believe you. I know what you're trying to do, you're trying to get at me, Harry and Ron but it won't work. I love Ron and if anyone gets to kiss or touch me it is him."

Before I could react to what she said she moved away from me, across the common room and out the portrait hole. Once she'd left I felt her words start to sink in and my heart sank. It felt like an invisible stone was weighing me down.

But I couldn't believe what she'd said to me. I refused to believe her. I stormed out the portrait hole, determined to make her admit the truth, only to stop dead at the sight before me. Hermione, my Hermione was kissing Weasley. Right in front of me. She had him against the wall and was kissing him with all the passion she'd kissed me with last night.

Anger and sadness filled me at what I saw. I removed my gaze from the couple, closing my eyes and fists tightly when I heard Hermione moan behind me. I swiftly walked away from her turning a corner and leaving them far behind.