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Chapter Eight

Hermione's P.O.V

Draco continued kissing me and I couldn't believe that I had admitted my feelings and that he felt the same way. I barely registered him walking me backwards; only when my back hit the wall did I notice we had even moved, I was that wrapped up in his kiss. He pressed his body against mine and I moaned at the feel of having him this close to me. He must have like the sound of my moan as he deepened the kiss. I couldn't help but moan again as his tongue brushed against mine.

As the kiss continued I moved my hands from his hair to his chest. It was his turn to moan as my hands moved around his body. Hearing him moan, encouraged me to continue my actions and play with the fastenings of his robes, as I fought the desperate urge to feel his skin against mine.

He pulled back, both of us battling to regain our breathing as we tried to calm down. As I tried to calm down I looked at him taking in the glazed look of desire reflected in his eyes, his cheeks slightly flushed with arousal and his hair sticking up at odd angles due to my hands having run through it moments before. My attention was distracted from him as he gently tugged my hands from where they were grasping his robe. Once he got me to let go, he took a step away from me and I couldn't stop the feeling of rejection that suddenly overcame me.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I continued to try and control my breathing.

"Nothing," he replied, just as breathless, "I just don't want you to get the wrong idea."

"What wrong idea?" I said feeling confused as to what he meant.

"This morning and last night for that matter you accused me of wanting you only for sex, and I want to prove to you that that's not what I want you for. You mean more than that. I want to be with you Hermione I never thought I'd feel like this, that I'd have the desire to be in a relationship. But I do, with you and I want us to take things slow, if that's ok with you?"

Relief filled me at the fact that he wanted me as my heart pounded at the sweetness of his words. He made me feel less guilty for feeling like this when I was with Ron, I really felt like he meant what he said and it was the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to me. "That's more than ok," I replied honestly smiling at him.

"Good," he said returning my smile as he stroked my cheek gently.

"I just have one question," I said.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Can we still kiss?" I asked, teasing him slightly.

He smiled back at me, "I don't think I could live without your kisses now," he pulled me towards him and kissed me again.

But before I could totally lose myself in his kiss again I knew we had to have a serious talk.

"You have to stop that," I managed to whisper against his lips. I didn't want him to stop kissing me but I couldn't let us get carried away again – at least not until we talked about what was happening with us.

"Why?" he whispered back.

"Because we need to talk," I said, trying to clear my desire clouded head.

"What about?" he asked suddenly hesitant and I knew he was scared I'd reject him again and for what felt like the hundredth time today I felt guilty about how I had treated him this morning.

"About what we're going to do now. I assume we're in a relationship but what am I going to do about Ron? I can't dump him now, not when he's still grieving over his brother."

"It's ok. I'm not asking you too, although I don't like the idea of you even pretending to be with that idiot, I understand. As long as your mine and not his anymore, that's all I want."

His unexpected sweetness touched my heart again and I felt my feelings for him deepen. "I have no romantic feelings for him, but he's still my friend and I don't want to cause him any more pain right now," I said looking down suddenly ashamed of my behaviour.

"Then that's settled we're together in secret and as soon as you think he's ready you end it with Weasley and we can be together. How's that?" he asked me, I couldn't believe Draco Malfoy was offering me this solution it made me feel so glad to have him.

"I think I have the best boyfriend ever," I said holding his hand.

"Really? What do I get for being the best boyfriend ever?" he said, teasingly.

"A kiss and a cuddle on the sofa before bed?" I offered.

"Sounds good," he said leaning down to kiss me again.

The kiss continued for a few minutes and I smiled as we broke apart and be pulled me towards the sofa. After we lay down, I asked the question that I had been torn between the burning need to ask and the dread of hearing the answer which made me not want to ask it.

"Why were you kissing Pansy?"

"I thought that was obvious. I was trying to make you jealous, I thought if you saw me with another girl you'd realise your feelings for me, and say you wanted me. I'm so sorry I f I upset you I just wanted to be with you so bad that I went abit crazy." I let out a breath that hadn't known I'd been holding, as relief filled me at his answer. But I hadn't asked the other question that was causing me doubt.

"What would have happened between you two if I hadn't come back when I had?"

"Nothing, I had to imagine she was you just so I would be able to kiss her. She repulses me actually. I just thought she'd annoy you." I relaxed again at his answer.

"Well you were right," I said and we both laughed.

We spent the next few hours talking, getting to know each other and sharing fantastic kisses. We must have been talking for hours but it only seemed like a few minutes had passed before I started yawning.

"Come on you, time for bed," he said as he got up carefully before helping me up.

I hugged him as I said, "Come with me."

"I can't Hermione. I meant what I said about taking things slow." I couldn't help the small feeling of rejection I felt at his words. But I quickly pushed it aside.

"Please," I asked, "we don't have to do anything; I just want you to hold me."

"Fine," he said sighing slightly, "but I'm leaving once you're asleep."

"Fine," I said knowing it was the best conditions I was going to get, "I'm going to get ready for bed. Meet me in my room in 5 minutes?"

"Sure," he said kissing me once more before turning to his room. I ran excitedly to my room not quite believing that I was about to share a bed with Draco Malfoy.

All too soon I heard a knock on my door, "Come in," I called and watched as Draco's mouth fell open as he looked at me. I nervously looked down at my outfit, nothing was wrong with it – it was just the same vest top and shorts that I always wore.

"You look beautiful," he said as he walked to my bed and pulled the covers down, "Now get into bed."

I blushed slightly at his comment before climbing into bed. "Goodnight Draco," I whispered once he joined me in bed and I had turned off the lights.

"Goodnight, Hermione."

"Don't I get a goodnight kiss?" I asked, as I realised I missed his lips on mine.

"Of course." He replied, rolling to his side before he kissed me. I instantly deepened the kiss and heard him moan in response. With strength I didn't know I had I pulled him on top of me – desperate to feel him pressed against me. It felt as if I was on fire as our kiss deepened and I found myself rubbing against him in my quest to quench the fire.

But that's when he pulled away, "Hermione, we have to stop before things go too far."

"But-"

"No buts, I meant what I said I won't rush you. Now I'm going back to my room seeing as you can't control yourself," he said teasingly and before I could say anything to make him stay, he kissed my forehead, climbed out of bed and left me alone.

I sat up in my bed and stared at the door the door that led to the bathroom in disbelief. I wanted him back in my bed, I missed his presence. I felt really upset that he now wasn't with me. A part of me craved his presence. I needed him. I got out of bed and crossed to the door opening it quickly and walked through the bathroom until I reached the door to his room. I paused, taking a deep breath, reminding myself that he was my boyfriend and he wouldn't be mad at me for going into his room, before I slowly opened the door… Draco was in bed and he was –

I was shocked at what he was doing, of course I'd known he was turned on but I didn't know it was that bad. I knew I shouldn't have been watching but as I did watch him I was overcome with the urge to go over to him. Before I chickened out I walked over to the bed. He didn't realise I was there until I climbed into his bed.

His eyes snapped open and he stared at me in confusion and shock, "Hermione, what –"

"Ssh," I cut him off knowing that if we started to talk I would not get to do what I wanted. "Let me take care of it," I said as I kissed his neck.

"Hermione, no," he began and I knew he was trying to talk me out of what I was about to do.

"Please," I pulled away from his neck and looked into his eyes, "please, I want to."

Before he could reply I leaned down and kissed him. He moaned as I deepened the kiss and took that as a sign of consent, because I moved my hand up and down his length. He moved his hand to my hair and pulled me closer to him as he deepened the kiss. His hips started moving in time with my hand and I revealed in the power of causing this reaction in him.

When he had finished, he pulled away from me. "I'm sorry," he said, "I didn't mean for that to happen."

"I liked that it did," I admitted, blushing slightly. He smiled in return as he reached for his t-shirt. After cleaning himself up he offered me the now damp t-shirt.

"Did I get any on you?" he asked, blushing slightly obviously as embarrassed as me.

"No," I replied as he threw the t-shirt on the floor.

"Thank you," he whispered as he wrapped an arm around me.

"No problem, anytime," I replied.

He kissed me gently as he rolled me onto my back. He kissed me over and over and they got deeper and deeper until I couldn't help but arch against him. He turned to kiss my neck as his hand cupped my breast, making me moan as his finger brushed across my nipple. He kissed me again as his hand moved slowly down my body until he reached my shorts.

"Draco, no," I said pulling away from him.

"Why? What's wrong?" he asked, confused.

"I don't want you to think you have to because of what I did to you," and also I was a little scared.

"Baby, that's only a part of why I'm doing it, a very small par. The main reason is because I want to," he said kissing me gently.

"Not tonight Draco, please."

He sighed and said, "Ok", before he rolled off me and pulled me against his side. "Goodnight Hermione," he said kissing my forehead lightly.

"Goodnight Draco" I whispered as I closed my eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep.