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Obsession

Chapter 4: Wanting

After dinner Hermione went straight to her dormitory, her mind still on her before lunch activities with Malfoy. She still couldn't figure out why she was waiting there before when she distinctly remembered telling him to meet her after lunch. Why did he show up early? Was he wanting her just as bad? Or had it been too long since his last random shag as well? It didn't matter. She got what she wanted. Oh man did she get what she wanted. Malfoy was even better than Charlie.

Sleep wasn't coming. Fighting with the Sand Man was not what she needed right now. Thoughts of how Malfoy's hand running all over her body was making her hot all over again. Why was she wanting him so bad? I wasn't a matter of needing anymore. The need was before he shagged her. The wanting was the after effects. Hermione even tried getting herself off before she realized it was no use in trying. She wanted it to be Draco inside her. Wait. When did he become Draco to her? This was all wrong. Wrong in every way. He was a high class Pureblood. She was just a lowly Mudblood. This shouldn't be happening.

So here was Hermione Granger, Head Girl, residential Mudblood of Gryffindor house roaming the halls of her beloved school of witchcraft and wizardry. What was she looking for? She had no clue until she saw him. He was walking back and forth along the wall of what was supposed to be the entrance of the Room of Requirement. This was it. She wanted him and she wasn't going to let him go until she got it. She called after him.

"Malfoy!"

He turned to her, looking a little surprised. His hand reaching out to her though he didn't say anything back, she went to him. Grabbing her hand they walked along the wall together waiting for the door to appear. Malfoy opened the door and pulled her along into the room. Letting go of her hand he took a couple steps back not daring to look at her. What did I do? Hermione asked herself. And then she spoke.

"Granger look-"

She silenced him, placing a delicate finger over his lips. Shaking her head telling him not to speak. Bringing her arms up around his neck she leaned in to kiss him. He didn't stop her. He couldn't. He wanted her just as much as she wanted him. No words were needed between them at this point. He knew that and so did she. He would wait for a better time to tell her his secret.

Soon enough they were divested of their clothes and he was leading her to the bed across the room. Laying her down he looked over her body. She's perfect. He couldn't tell her that though. He didn't have it in him. Not yet. "I want to do this right." He whispered down to her.

He loved the way her eyes lit up to the touch of his hands on her. Her soft moans when he touched a sensitive spot along her body. At one point she giggled when he ran his fingers along her ribs. "Ticklish?" he asked, amusement in his eyes. She liked the look in his eyes when he asked her. The full blown smile he gave her when she bit her lip and nodded in response all but shocked her. He looked so beautiful when he did that. The way his soft golden locks fell over his eyes as he continued his little torture over her body. The way his lips brought her orgasm after orgasm when he looked up at her from between her legs. The way he licked his lips afterwards had her moaning, wanting more of him. She loved the taste of herself on his lips, the low growl from his chest as she wrapped her legs around his waist, bringing him to her entrance. He did everything right and that made her want him more.

"Draco please." she whimpered when he refused to giver her what she wanted, instead he chose to tease her. The sound of his first name on her lips drove him wild as he gave in to what she wanted. She was still tight. If not, tighter than the last time he had her. He loved it. He loved her. He hated himself for it, for letting his obsession get like this. He'll be damned forever.

She reveled in the way he filled her. She'd never been so full in her life. She needed more of him and there was nothing she could do about it. She hated herself for getting in deep like this. This was Malfoy. Malfoy! What was wrong with her? She couldn't stop herself from wanting him and as silly as it sounded to her, Hermione Granger wasn't ashamed of giving herself up like this. She needed this. No wanted this. The way he plunged himself into her every time had her writhing underneath him. It seemed like hours before he allowed her to fall over the edge into undoubtedly passionately wonderful bliss. And he fell with her. Hot and sweaty, he fell onto her, his head resting in the crook of her neck. "Mine." he whispered over and over.

Before long he rolled off of her, not wanting to crush her under his weight. "Hermione," he started, not looking at her. His back to her, she just looked at his back. The light pink marks she left across his back from their passionate coupling left her with a bit of pride running through her veins.

"What is it?" She had no clue where she finally got her voice from.

"I couldn't stop myself. I don't know what I'm doing." He sounded like he was in pain. Like he was hurting and she was the cause of it. "If father knew, he'd kill me. And I'm not talking the grounded for life kind of killing. He would cast an Unforgivable on me." Draco turned to her. Her eyes full of curiosity, and strength. "It's too early to feel like this."

"Like what?" She knew where this was going. She could feel it too. She felt the same way.

"It started off just as an obsession. I didn't think it would go anywhere. I couldn't eat or sleep. I couldn't do anything. My grades have plummeted. I'm already in trouble with him. And when I'm with you...I feel it. I don't know what it is. I've never felt it before." She was smiling. Why was she smiling? Bloody hell he loved that smile.

"I see." She didn't know what else to say. All she could say was smile. "Lay with me." She pulled the blankets back for him. Cuddling up to him, laying her head on his chest, hearing his heart beating at a rapid speed. She could feel his fingers running through her hair gently. She allowed her hands to trail little circles over his chest. Leaning up to place a little kiss upon his lips she said what he couldn't. "I love you too Draco."

A/N: Wonderfully delicious smut the only way I know how! Hehe. I'm not sure where this story is going but I love it. Thanks for the reviews!