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*shamed* ok, i feel really really bad.. but here it finally is

in my defense (i know there isn't one but still) life is really really hectic,

***WARNING*** this scene is for M only, if you're not 17 or older please do not read!!! i cannot emphasize this enough, this fanfiction is rated M for a reason!!!

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hope it was worth waiting for.. and just incase you forgot where we were here is a bit of a reminder:

"Are you taking me to the Room of Requirement?" Hermione asked faintly.

"You will see your surroundings very soon, just stay patient for another minute."

"I don't want to be patient, I want to be placed on my feet," whined Hermione.

Rolling his eyes Draco opened the door that formed out of thin air and let Hermione in, locking the door with every locking charm he could think of.

Chapter 29:

"What is this suppose to be?" asked Hermione, eyeing the room with a raised eyebrow.

"A room," Draco answered stupidly.

"I know it's a room, but couldn't you have thought of something a little better?" she asked, looking at the empty king size mattress that was placed on the hardwood floor. The mattress was the only object in the room, aside from an old and dusty fireplace.

"What were you expecting? A honeymoon suite?" asked Malfoy, smirking.

Rolling her eyes, Hermione turned around and walked back to the door, only to find there wasn't one.

"Malfoy! What did you do with the door?" she asked, a tone of panic in her voice.

"I just took all the precautions necessary to make sure you won't be able to escape from me... again. It did turn into an annoying pattern," said Draco, coming closer to her.

"Malfoy, I'm not sure I'm ready for this," Hermione backed up away from him.

"You were more than ready and eager earlier today," remarked Draco.

"Well, that was...it was different," blushed Hermione.

"How was it different?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"The circumstances were different," she mumbled in embarrassment.

"I could change that," with those words Draco pushed his body against Hermione's, making her back hit the wall; his lips found hers with what must have been the hungriest manner in which he'd kissed her by far. Hermione's brain went into a blank zone involuntarily and she returned Malfoy's kiss with a competitive amount of passion. A few seconds later she removed her lips from his and started tracing kisses from his chin down to his adam's apple and back up again. Repeating the pattern twice before Draco's hand's distracted her. Without wasting an extra minute Draco grabbed her sweater with both hands and ripped it off of her body, leaving her in nothing but a thin tank top. He captured her bare neck with his lips, kissing, sucking and nibbling on her exposed skin as his lips moved lower and lower towards her breasts.

Malfoy's lips sent fire to her skin, with every kiss, with every bite she felt her insides burning up; his lips moved in such a perfect manner, as if he knew exactly the way in which she wanted to be kissed and touched. She unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off of his toned shoulders, making sure to caress his body as she went along, in return his hands found the straps on her shoulders and with slow and careful movements Draco slid her tank top off and lowered it to her torso, exposing her black bra and the full breasts that were eager to come out of it.

Hermione looked down at herself and blushed in embarrassment, turning her head away. No one has ever seen her half naked before and the fact that Malfoy was her first critic made her feel a bit self conscious. After all he was one of the prettiest people she had ever laid eyes on. "Are you embarrassed?" he asked in a husky voice. Hermione blushed harder in response. Draco ignored her respond, placing kisses on the exposed skin of her breasts in return. He would show her that she has nothing to be embarrassed of.

Hermione moaned, she couldn't stop herself. Draco's lips ignited fires Hermione never knew existed. She could have never imagined feeling this way, her insides exploded with every touch; she was falling deeper and deeper, losing her mind and her sense of judgment as ecstasy and passion took their place. Acting out of instinct, Hermione reached Draco's belt with fingers that were no longer shaky. She unbuckled and pulled the belt out of his pants so quickly it even shocked her.

Draco could have screamed when he felt Granger's hand caressing him. Her palm was by his trousers' zipper, touching him as if it were the most natural action. Teasing him in ways he never believed he could be teased. He wished for nothing more but the sound of a zipper opening. "Just unzip them will you?" he asked when he couldn't take it any longer. A very low moan escaped his lips when he said it, he hoped Hermione wouldn't have heard it but he knew she did by the mischievous smile that formed on her lips.

Hermione placed her hand on Draco's inner thigh, and in a very slow manner she slid her hand up, making sure to apply just the right amount of pressure. When she reached his hard member she cupped it in her palm and squeezed slightly. "What is it you want again?" she asked, repeating her hand movement.

"I want you to unzip my trousers," he repeated, he found it difficult to keep his breathing leveled.

"I'm sorry but I didn't catch that," teased Hermione, her hands never leaving his engorged manhood.

"Unzip my trousers," this time he was sure to speak louder.

"Is that a command Malfoy?" asked Hermione, squeezing him harder.

Malfoy couldn't help it any longer, he moaned harder then he had ever let himself before and grabbed her hands and moved them to the side, placing his hands on her waist and pushing himself against her body with all his might. "Is that what you are trying to achieve?" he whispered into her ear, making sure to press his erection against her torso.

"What are you talking about?" asked Hermione in the most innocent voice she could muster. Draco pressed his lips against hers and pushed into her once again, with even more strength sending chills down her body. "You know exactly what I'm talking about," he said, leaving her lips and capturing her neck in a series of kisses.

"No, I really don't," Hermione answered with a moan. Draco traced his hands down her body, and grabbed her by her legs opening them and wrapping them around his torso, pushing his manhood harder and harder against her. Proving to her just how badly he longed to be in her. Grabbing her by her ass cheeks Draco held her against him as he walked to the mattress, removing his hands slowly and letting her slide down and off of his body with full resent.

"Give me a minute," he whispered against her ear, kissing her neck briefly before raising his head. He pulled his wand out and pointed it towards the empty mattress on the floor.

"Don't," Hermione's hand was on his wand.

"What?" he asked, confused.

"Don't change it."

"Don't you want something a little different, most girls like flower petals and a set of silk sheets," he remarked

"I'm not most girls," she answered truthfully.

"I know that, but this is just an empty mattress."

"I could see that, but it fits."

"How?" Draco was confused now, he wanted nothing more but to push her on the mattress and jump on top of her, but her sudden change of opinion intrigued him.

"It represents us, in a way," she answered.

Draco waited for her to elaborate.

"It's inappropriate, out of place and totally dysfunctional, kind of like whatever is going on between us."

"Well, as long as we get a use out of it, right?" asked Draco shrugging, he then pulled her towards him and fell onto the mattress with Hermione underneath him. He captured her lips in a long kiss as his hands worked on ripping her tank top off.

"You will pay for my next shopping trip," remarked Hermione with a smile.

"Send me your bill," Draco said capturing her lips once again. Hermione didn't wait for another minute, she wrapped her slim legs around his back and pushed her body up and against him. She felt him moan into the kiss. She started moving her hips in circular motion again, pushing harder and harder against him. Draco couldn't wait any longer, he unwrapped her legs from his body and got up. Hermione looked at him in total confusion. He ignored her confused look and worked on his zipper. Hermione watched as a second later he stood in front of her with nothing but his dark blue boxers on.

"At least allow me to change that," he remarked, pointing his wand towards the fireplace. He ignited a fire that warmed up the room and created a faint glow.

"Will you come back here?" Hermione asked, regretting it a second later; Draco responded to her request and jumped right on top of her.

"Same applies to healer bills," she added.

Draco just nodded his head in response, reaching his hands behind her back and undoing her bra. He removed it and threw it on the floor, too eager to enjoy the full nakedness of her breasts to waste an extra minute. He grabbed one of her nipples with his lips and started sucking on it, as his hand worked on her other one. Hermione moaned, throwing her head from side to side. She placed her hands on his back, and her fingers dug into his skin harder and harder with every kiss that he implanted on her body.

His hands made their way from her breasts down to her jeans. He easily unzipped and slid them down her lean legs and off her body, tossing them to the side. He glanced at her and couldn't help but admire her beauty. She wasn't like most of the girls he was used to; the tall and skinny, super model types. Yet she was more appealing to him then any of them have ever been. Her petite height, her defined curves. Everything about her drove him to the brink of insanity. She laid there, on an empty mattress, dressed in nothing but black boy short underwear, waiting for him to take her innocence.

"Malfoy, what are we going to do about protection?" she asked looking down at the mattress, she felt way too embarrassed to actually look at him.

"Granger, I'm not an amateur, I already cast a non fertility spell on myself," he smirked, caressing her legs with his hands. He then lowered his head and implanted small kisses on her legs; beginning at her feet, making his way up to her knees, and then slowly tracing kisses on her inner thighs.

Hermione moaned louder, she prayed to Merlin that Draco cast some sort of sound repelling charm. His lips slowly tortured her, kissing her inner thighs and moving up in a painfully slow manner. She wanted him to take her already. To consume her, to fill her up with his engorged member. To finally end this torturous foreplay. It has been going on for way too long and for the first time in her life she felt completely ready. She interlaced her fingers in his hair and tugged raising his head up. "Enough with the torture," she whispered. She got up on her knees and stood with her eyes level to his.

"What is it Granger, am I too much to handle?" he asked, flashing her with a cocky grin.

'She'll show him what's too much to handle.' she thought to herself as she placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him down, forcing him to lay flat on his back. She moved her lips on his neck, kissing his pale skin. She made her way from his neck down to his chest, admiring his lean figure. Her hands found his boxers, and with a confidence that shocked even her, she slid them off. Exposing his full nakedness. She traced her lips down to his stomach, kissing a trail towards his belly button. He thought she would stop there but when he noticed her going even further south he felt complete and utter shock. He put his hand on her chin and raised it.

"You don't have to do this," he said truthfully.

Hermione looked at him, a bit stunned. "You don't want me to?" she asked innocently.

'Why is she making it so damn difficult?' he thought. "It's not that I don't want you to, it's just that it's not really necessary. I'm ready and by the looks of it... so are you," he said, his fingers caressing over her very wet panties. A blush crept to her cheeks in response to his words, and it turned him on even more. "Get over here Ms. Goody two shoes," he said, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her under him. He ripped her underwear off, his lips finding hers, as his fingers made their way to the one spot they've been dreaming of for the past weeks.

As wild as his imagination was, it didn't even come close to what it felt like to caress her. His fingers have never felt such innocent tightness before. He knew he would hurt her tonight, but he also knew that he would make it up to her with his kisses and caresses. He couldn't wait a second longer, he wanted to be inside her already, to feel her all around him, to feel her body complete his. With every second that passed by his member felt like it would explode into pieces. But he was never selfish in bed; he made sure to prepare her and give her some sort of pleasure before he got his. Only after ten torturous minutes did he finally enter her.

Hermione gasped, she knew it was going to be painful but she have never really realized how painful it would be. She bit her lower lip to stop the tears that were threatening to escape her eyes. 'Just suck it up and do it Hermione, you would have had to sooner or later,' just then, Draco's lips captured hers once again and distracted her from any discomfort.

If Draco thought sex was pleasurable in the past, it was not even close to describing how he felt when he finally entered her. He couldn't even remember feeling such pleasure on the day he lost his virginity. Her insides, aside from being extremely tight and unbelievably soft, felt like they were created especially for him. Her body hugged him in a perfect manner, and he now realized that the crazy madness he felt towards her would most definitely NOT end tonight. He didn't know if it was because he had to work harder on her then on any other girl in the past, or if it was the fact that she was so damn forbidden. He didn't know what it was but Hermione Granger, the Mudblood, lead him to the most extravagant and mesmerizing orgasm of his life.

Hermione heard him moan in pleasure as he arched his back, making his member go even deeper into her, and then in a swift moment it was over. Draco lay on top of her, catching his breath. He was no longer in her body, and the pain that she felt earlier was fading away. He held her in his arms, placing faint kisses on her neck. Hermione felt like she could stay this way forever, cuddled on an empty mattress with her arch enemy.