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Hermione was in love. That much was certain. Draco Malfoy was everything she didn't want or need. But she couldn't help herself. It all started in their last year at Hogwarts.

*FLASHBACK*

It was the summer after sixth year. Hermione was at home in muggle London with her parents for the summer. It was then that she met Derek. Derek was a muggle boy that lived in her neighborhood. She met him one night two weeks before her return to Hogwarts. Her muggle friend Cierra convinced her to attend an end of summer party with the local teenagers. There she met Derek and they hit it off.

After two weeks, Hermione gave him the one thing she had never expected. She lost her virginity to him.

They lay on Derek's bed side by side. He kissed her passionately and whispered sweet nothings into her ear. Slowly, piece by piece, their clothing was shed.

"Are you sure? I don't want to rush you into a decision. I know you have to leave for school tomorrow but we could always wait. I'll see you on breaks. We don't have to do this right now."

"I'm sure Derek. I want this experience with you," and Hermione was sure. At first, it was very painful. Hermione cried and wondered why she had agreed to this. Eventually, she asked Derek to stop. Ever the gentleman, he obliged. They lay there together naked for an hour. And then they tried again. And after the pain subsided, it was magical. Hermione was never a sexual person, but this was amazing. She loved sex.

And so it was after that, that Hermione boarded the train back to Hogwarts the next day. Because it was Hermione, being awarded the position of Head Girl was to be expected. That wasn't the surprise. The surprise was who was awarded Head Boy. Hermione entered the Head's compartment and came face to face with Draco Malfoy.

"Are you kidding me?! Of all the insufferable prats. Who'd you have to sleep with to get this Malfoy?"

"Please Granger. Even you know how intelligent I am. I am second in our year after all."

And so it was that Hermione was stuck sharing a Head's dorm with Draco Malfoy.

After returning to Hogwarts, Hermione decided to keep her relationship with Derek going. They wrote to each other and saw each other often on breaks from school.

The first few months passed with no incident. Malfoy was as annoying as ever and constantly started arguments that Hermione of course was determined to finish. The two bickered back and forth constantly. But he had not yet called her a mudblood or insulted her heritage. The arguing was almost playful. Almost flirtatious. They became hesitant friends.

After a particularly stressful day in December, Hermione returned to the Head's common room and plopped herself on the couch. She opened up her favourite book and started to read. The sound of the portrait opening caught her attention. She looked up to see Draco walking in from quidditch practice. Quidditch had done him well over the years. He was wearing his uniform but had the top buttons undone to reveal his chest. He was sweating and clearly out of breath. His blond hair was falling into his eyes. The image reminded Hermione of someone who had just had a particularly good shag.

Hermione's breath caught in her throat. Something awakened in her in that moment. She had never had an urge this strong. She wanted Draco Malfoy, and she wanted him bad. She felt liquid pool between her thighs and wondered how she hadn't noticed this about him before.

"Rough practice?" Her voice came out much huskier than she had intended.

"Just a little. I'm going to take a shower, care to join?" He winked as he said this and Hermione almost melted.

"I bet Derek would love hearing about that in a letter." It was the only thing Hermione could think of to say. She was mainly trying to remind herself that she had a boyfriend and shouldn't be considering taking him up on it.

Malfoy's face sunk slightly but not so that Hermione noticed it. He stalked off into the bathroom and Hermione could hear the shower running. She took the time to cool herself off and try and talk herself through what just happened.

I'm with Derek. I should not be having these thoughts. This is Malfoy. Arrogant, insufferable prat. Who hasn't called me a mudblood once this year. Who has been flirting with me since September. DEREK! Derek Derek Derek.

Hermione tried to talk herself out of these feelings but her body just wouldn't have it. And so these little incidents continued. She just had to see him, or smell him and her body would react. She couldn't help herself.

I realize this might not be the greatest. The story will get better. There will be sadness and not necessarily a happy ending. But who knows at this point! Next chapter is to come hopefully later today !

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