Call me mad, call me insane, I know I am.

Call me a coward, I am.

Call me selfish, I am.

Call me sexually frustrated… I AM!

And I fucking well shouldn't be. Fucking Granger hasn't been anywhere in sight for a month now and its killing me.

I know how that sounds and don't even go there. I don't miss her, I miss fucking her. Not even miss so much as this intense tension that has built up inside of me.

This week it's gotten so bad I've slept with Cho three times. She can tell something is up, the fact I have spent three nights in her bed but thank Merlin, my wife doesn't ask questions.

Quite perfect really.

The first week I was fine because sometimes I don't shag Granger for a while, life in general gets in the way, blah blah blah. Not a problem. I was in the process of pursuing this young blonde in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at any rate.

We shagged during the second week and she was very average. So, naturally I went looking for Granger to sort it out. She's always up for it with me.

Come to think of it, so am I for her.

Fucking chemistry.

So I was storming the corridors of the ministry towards Granger's office. As I discretely approached it I overheard people talking- apparently Granger was on leave.

Fucking bitch, thanks for letting me know.

The third week was incredibly frustrating. I fucked a few of the girls I go to when Granger isn't around but it just wasn't doing it for me.

How the hell can she get me hooked on that chemistry, heighten it yet again and then just fucking leave me for weeks with a constant hard on?

No orgasm was good enough, no sex came close (literally).

Then this week I hit, I guess you wouldn't call it a low, more just a complete dead end. I started sleeping with my wife.

That's when it got desperate. I kept going back for more, and then this evening, I found myself approaching her bedroom door yet again.

She's not bad, Cho, she's just, well Cho. No heat and passion. Not too bad with the blow jobs though- gotta be a plus, right? But still…

"Fuck this" I cursed. I turned on my heel and barged toward my bedroom, got into the floo and went straight to the bitches office. May I could find out where she was.

I found her.

"Granger! Where the hell…" Just as I was gearing up for the greatest rant of the century I was silenced.

"Shit Malfoy! I can't make it back to my office five minutes without you in here? Fucking hell… and stop smirking" she hissed, all the while removing my tie and her shirt.

I picked her up, tearing at each others clothes and carried her to her desk, placed her on the edge and fucked her.

After the third time I figured I should find out what was going on.

"Well?" I demanded.

"Oh get over yourself. You so don't want or need to know where I've been."

"Why's that?"

"Dean, he started acting suspicious so I surprised him with a holiday and a ridiculous amount of affection. I wasn't coming back to regular life till I had him off my back."

"And?"

"Oh, honey I proved my love to him. No more questioning."

"You better not be knocked up to prove that 'love' Granger, because I can't take another dry spell like that"

"Are you kidding me? How much sex did you have while I was gone?"

I silenced her with a look. She knows just as well as I do that our sex is different. It's unbelievable and no one can ever compare. And it's good this way. I hate the bitch in everyday life, but hell she is one hot... well you get my point.

"Anyway, I'm not pregnant or under suspicion any longer. I am however, sporting quite the insatiable appetite, care to appease me?" she winked and worked her way down.

Ah this is what I've been waiting for all month.

So fucking worth it.

So! That chapter didn't turn out quite the way I thought it would but I'm happy with it

I think I will do one more as an epilogue, but from Hermione's perspective, after all it was her that this story was all about in the beginning. Love that twisted mind!

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