A/N: Sorry it took a while to write this, I was not too sure about how to continue things. I hope I kept it up with the storyline with rushing things like this. Anyways, thanks for your patience (if you had that), and for every review, favorite, follow and read. It's what encourages me to go on. Now, back to the story.

I smiled as the little parchment bird landed on my shoulder again. I took it in my hands and, just like the last times, and immediately it began to unfold.

Meet me in front of the room of requirement at ten

That was all this time, but I did not mind. I knew quite well who send this (who could it be other than Pansy), and I smiled at the thought of meeting up with her in a somewhat private area where we could kiss a little bit (at least I hoped she was getting at that) and maybe I could get some kind of confirmation out of her that she indeed wanted to be my girlfriend. More than ever I was sure that I wanted her to be my girl, but that did not necessarily mean she felt the same, and I certainly did not want to push her into something she did because she felt obligated to.

Doubts or not, I definitely wanted to meet her tonight.

H/P

I was slightly nervous when I reached the room of requirement. I had met Pansy a lot of the last few weeks, and I had never felt nervous around her before. Irked sometimes, or confused by her antics, but never nervous. If I was honest, I knew perfect well why I felt nervous right now, but I did not want to think about last night as it would only make me more nervous that before. I did not quite know what to expect of her now. She had shown her interest in me quite clearly, but I really was not sure whether everything between us would just become awkward.

Suddenly, the door to the room of requirement opened and an arm reached out, grabbed me at my collar and dragged me inside. I pulled out my wand, but relaxed as I was spun around, coming face to face with a grinning Pansy.

"Hey", she said, smirking at me. noticing my expression, she added: "Startled much?", with that feral grin that made her look quite like a typical Slytherin. While it was a trait that I should have rather despised, it really was one of the things I loved most about her. It was witty, in a more provocative kind of way than most people would dare. There was a time when I had loathed that self-righteous smirk, but as I got to know her more I realized it showed her character more than anything else as it was all but what I had mistaken it for at first. While it was mocking, daunting, it was rather sweet, in a distinctively Pansy-like stile.

"So, what now", I tried to test the waters, "girlfriend?" To my relief she smiled broadly at that, showing me thus that she indeed thought of herself as my girlfriend.

"Well, what do you think?" A suggestive little smile played along her lips before she stepped closer and kissed me, not at all hot and heavy like I had expected her to, but soft and sweet. It kind of caught me off guard just how gentle she was, even though I had seen this side of her in our previous meetings, too. It was even better than the heated kisses we had shared the day before, as it gave me the feeling of not only being wanted, but also being cared for.

'I am really falling for her', I thought in wonder, yet then again maybe it was not so wondrous after all. I had been spending a lot of time with her lately, and though she had not exactly been my best buddy in before and I had never before felt any strong attraction towards a woman (come to think about it, I had never felt a very strong attraction to the men I liked or dated either), but Pansy had always been my counterpart in ways. Matching me in intelligence, part of the silver trio as I was of the golden, self-confident, a leader for her boys… it was quite similar once you looked at it closely.

Soon, the rather innocent kiss we shared grew in intensity, and just like that all my reservations such the fact that I wanted to go on a proper date with Pansy before doing anything more intimate flew out of the window.

"And now?", I asked her again, smirking slightly. I already knew the answer.

Pansy

There was that sexy knowing smirk again. I just loved it when she looked at me like that, like she knew I wanted nothing more than to ravish her hot little body right now. She probably did know, and the thought made me want her even more. Instead of saying anything, I opted for the physical demonstration, kissing her fiercely again while moving my hands down to her bottom, squeezing it tightly. She gasped slightly in surprise, but did not lessen her grip on me. I took that as a good sign, but nonetheless hesitated a moment when my fingers reached the buttons of her jeans. I wanted her to know that I would not go any further without her admission.

Instead of answering, she shot me a wicked grin, before pulling out her wand and wordlessly casting a spell. My hands suddenly grasped air. Looking down from her face I saw her full breasts void of her clothing. Through the immense arousal that clouded my brain I barely realized she was casting another spell, until she had completed it and I noticed a chill. I simply stood frozen, gawking like an idiot, not fully comprehending yet that I stood naked in front of an also very naked Hermione. She, however, unlike me knew exactly what she was doing. In a blur I was lying on my back on the double bed the room of requirement had become equipped with.

It was then that my body began to fully comprehend and respond to the fact that I was lying on a bed with Hermione without any clothes on, kissing heavily while her hand made its way down to my pussy.

I gasped before looking up at Hermione. "Figures you'd want to be on top." I shot her what I hoped was a wicked grin (I was not too sure it was as I was rather distracted) and flipped us around so I lay above her. "Ain't gonna happen." She smiled up at me.

"And now what?"

"Well, what do you think?"