After returning home that night, Hermione felt like she had a new drive for life. She had a goddaughter. A goddaugher NAMED AFTER HER. She felt special and she felt important. Her decision was then made, she was going to go start training as an Auror.

She contacted some of the people she knew at the Ministry and of course she had no problem getting accepted to the fall training. She felt like her life was getting on track.

With only one problem. She was still completely heartbroken over Draco. She couldn't get him out of her head. Everytime she closed her eyes to go to sleep, it was as if he was in the room with her. She was still desperately in love. She needed more change.

Hermione decided that a week at the burrow with Ginny and the boys would do her some good. So she packed her things, and away she went.

When she arrived Ginny greeted her at the door with a big hug. The girls went upstairs and Hermione told her all about what had happened the past week with Derek and Cierra and about her new plans to start Auror training.

"Oh wow 'Mione! I can't believe that. Auror?! That's incredible! You'll do so well. And about Derek and Cierra.. That's kind of crazy. I can't believe everything happened so fast like that and that you were okay with it. But it's still amazing! You're a godmother. Congratulations! We have two things to celebrate now! Well let's go then, get ready!"

"Get ready? Ginny, what are you on about?"

"We're young. You need to celebrate. We're going out! First we're going into town. You need a change in appearance after a life change like this one. Plus, if you're going to be an Auror, don't you think you should look a little more dangerous?" Ginny threw a wink in Hermione's direction as she rushed around the room getting dressed. "Oh and you're going to need a new outfit for tonight."

Without even bothering trying to get an answer out of her, Hermione got ready and headed into town with her bestfriend. Maybe a day and a night out were exactly what she needed.

So there Hermione was, hours later, looking at herself in the mirror and wondering how she had let Ginny talk her into all this. Then again, she wasn't putting up a very hard fight. You know what they say, a woman who changes her hair is about to change her life. Well, when in Rome..

Ginny had on a bright green party dress. Completely skin tight and not leaving very much to the imagination. Her hair was curled in pretty ringlets down her back and her feet were stuffed into heels that Hermione couldn't even imagine trying to walk in.

Then there was Hermione. Her brunette hair was no more. She had jet black hair, as dark as night itself and completely pin-straight, right down to just above the curve of her bum. She had also gotten another piercing, that part was her idea. It was a nose-ring, just a cute little metal stud that caught the light perfectly. She was in a pair of black high-waisted shorts that barely covered her bottom (her cheeks were almost spilling out) and a hot pink sports bra thing that Ginny referred to as a "crop top". She had ankle boots on with heels 4 inches high, but that were still surprisingly comfortable. She definitely looked dangerous.

They walked outside of the burrow and apparated to downtown London to head to Little England, the most popular wizarding club. Hermione felt great. She felt hugely out of character, but it was a nice change and she was sure it suited her. She walked into the club and straight up to the bar to order some celebratory shots from the bartender, after which Ginny dragged her straight to the dancefloor.

The two girls were the centre of attention, completely contrasting each other. Ginny was bright and vibrant, and Hermione was dark and dangerous. The kind of girl you'd be afraid to take home to your mother. Hermione watched across from her as a very tall handsome man came up behind Ginny and started grinding into her with the music. Ginny was completely enamored and soon forgot about Hermione's presence.

Hermione danced with a few different men but none of them really caught her attention. They were gorgeous and they were decent dancers, but she seemed to find a problem with each and every one of them. Just as she was about to give up and head up to the bar for another shot by herself, somebody came up behind her, grabbed her hips and starting moving with her.

She tried to turn around to get a good look at him but that was pretty much impossible with how closely he was pressed against her. This one felt different, she liked the way he moved and the way he felt behind her. Hermione began dancing with him, moving her hips while he held onto them and gyrating against him. He was tall, that was for sure. She could feel his shoulders curling around her.

"How are you, 'Mione?"

"What? How do you know my name?"

"I would recognize that ass anywhere. Love the hair by the way."

Hermione pulled herself out of his grip and turned around. Draco.

Hermione was stunned. She didn't know what to say or do. So she ran. She made it outside the club and leaned against the wall in the alleyway to catch her breath. He was still as gorgeous and arrogant as ever. He still affected her the same way. She still wasn't over him. She was hopeless.

She could feel the tears pricking her eyes. So she started walking. She made it halfway down the alleyway before he came out of the door and ran after her.

"Hermione, wait. I want to talk to you."

"I told you Draco, I'm not doing this. You hurt me. I deserve better. It's not happening. I'm not some silly girl anymore. I'm not going to let you bed me and walk away again like you do every other girl you meet. That's not me. Leave me alone."

As she turned to walk away, Draco grabbed her arm and spun her so fast she didn't know what was happening. The moment his lips touched hers, she knew she was done for. He was her drug and she was addicted. After all these months she still felt her knees go weak like no time had passed at all. She let it happen. She let go of her thoughts and her feelings and she let herself be free with him.

Draco pressed her back against the wall of the alleyway and pressed himself into her. She could feel the bulge in his pants the same way she had so many times before. She could feel his tongue in her mouth and she could feel herself moistening for him.

"I've missed you 'Mione.." he said between kisses.

"Shut up. Just shut the fuck up. Do it. Just fuck me and leave me again and get it over with."

He tore her shirt off right there in the alleyway. He tore it right down the middle and threw it to the side, baring her breasts to the cold air. He took a nipple into his mouth and slowly sucked on it, making her almost moan from the pleasure. It had been so long since she had had him.

"Turn around Hermione."

So she did. He pressed himself in behind her and vanished her shorts and her knickers with wandless magic. She heard him undo the zipper of his pants and she unconsciously pushed her ass further towards him, waiting impatiently for him to enter her.

She could feel the tip of his cock against her entrance and she begged him with her body to keep going. But he didnt, he stood there frozen, teasing her. He leaned forward and put his mouth right next to her ear.

"I'm not leaving this time 'Mione.. I've let you go once and I won't do it again."

Before she could question that or even think about its meaning, he was inside her. He was pounding into her from behind while she faced the cold hard wall of the alleyway. He reached forward and toyed with her nipples, almost pushing her over the edge.

He pulled out and spun her around to face him and was back inside her before she could even complain about him being gone. She had her legs around his waist and her back against the wall. He had one hand under her ass supporting her and the other against the wall. He sucked one nipple into his mouth and rolled the bud with his tongue, still pounding her relentlessly.

"Cum for me baby. Now."

She had no problem complying. She came completely undone in his arms. Her entire body shook and the alleyway filled with screams of Draco's name. She arched her back against the wall, pushing her breasts farther into Draco's face. Hearing his name coming out of her mouth with her pressed against the wall in front of him, caused Draco to lose himself deep inside her. Hermione could feel his hot cum filling her.

They stayed like that. Draco leaned forward, his hand still on the wall and his cock still inside her. He moved his hand to brush a stray piece of hair from her face and then he pressed his forehead against hers and looked her straight in the eye.

"I love you Hermione Jean Granger. Letting you go was the single stupidest thing I've ever done in my life. You are my drug and I want you to be mine. Only mine."

Hermione beamed as a lone tear fell down her cheeks.

"For always, Draco."

Weeeelll.. thats it! End of story. Reviews please? :)