A.N.; Thank you Grovek26 and LunarPotion for your reviews. And I don't want him hold that much power, I'd rather Hermione have the power (you know feminism and all haha) And no I totally understand, if I saw Draco Malfoy hot and sweaty in his Quidditch uniform I'd probably combust. So no more delaying, here's the next chapter. Enjoy my loves :D

Disclaimer; I, in no way, shape or form, own Harry Potter.J. K. Rowling is god when it comes to this and if I did own it why would I be writing this.

Chapter 6

Hermione stood frozen in her place. She was feeling dizzy from the lack of breathing. Did he really just say that.. Wait, did he really just do that.. Hermione walked into her room and sat on her bed, her stomach was doing flip flops and she was now quite aroused. She wanted more. Merlin, she wanted much more. He was teasing her and she knew it and boy she was going to beat him at his own game.

Over the next few days Hermione had slowly allowed herself to be around Draco more. She had returned to studying by the fire with him. She could tell that Draco was tiptoeing around the subjects, making sure not to scare her off again. She giggled at this thought. Draco raised an eyebrow at her. She decided to just dive in asking him about his weekend training.

"Oh it was ordinary, however, I did happen to enjoy the rest of the afternoon." He remarked with a brilliant smile, one that made Hermione's heart skip a beat. "And how was your own?"

It was now Hermione's turn to flash a brilliant smile.

"Oh nothing exciting happened."Draco's eyes gazed up at her, turning darker in his anger.

"Nothing exciting, Ganger? Nothing at all?" He looked dangerous and Hermione had to fight back the urge to jump his bones right then and there.

"I did see Harry. We had a lovely day together."Mentioning Harry was a low blow and she knew it. He was of course Draco's adversary but in turn, wasn't she when it came down to things. She watched Draco clench his fists, she looked him in the eye and mustered up all the Gryffindor courage she could, she walked over to him slowly.

He watched her walk over to him. She did that thing with her hips where they swayed and he was hypnotised. The light from the fire highlighted her features and she looked mesmerising as she headed in his direction. When she reached him, she brushed her lips across his cheek and down to base of his jaw where she'd previously marked him. She kissed him there, lightly and tenderly, it sent chills all over Draco's body. Her lips left his neck and she whispered into Draco's ear.

"Maybe, it would have been more enjoyable, if I'd had the company of someone else." She was practically purring these words into Draco's ear and in that moment he felt the rush of blood to his groin. Then she left and sat down as if she'd never done anything, leaving Draco in a state where he would have begged for more had he not been so proud. She was playing his game and after what he'd done the other night, it was to be expected. But Draco didn't want to play anymore.

He suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her so that she landed on top of him. They looked at each other, then when they couldn't take it anymore, they smashed their faces together. Hermione pulled Draco up so she was sitting on his lap, hand wrapped around his neck, the other unbuttoning his shirt. Hermione could feel Draco's erection pressing against her and she ground her hips against his. Draco smirked into their kiss and felt his shirt slide off his shoulders. Draco ran his finger tips along the outside of Hermione's thighs and she whimpered. He ran his hands up her legs and just under her skirt when there was a loud knock at the door. They both groaned and Hermione got up to see who it was. She returned moments later with his best friend Blaise at her side. Blaise noticed his bare-chested friend and a heavy breathing Hermione.

"It seems I may of interrupted something, I can come back later..." Draco was about to thank his friend and see him on his way when he was cut off by Granger.

"Not at all Blaise, we were just finishing up." She said sweetly and gathered her books and left, leaving Draco with one last smile. Before he could protest, she had already closed her door. Draco picked up his shirt and motioned for Blaise to follow him into his room. He cast a silencing spell over his room and turned to his friend.

"Oh this better be bloody good." Draco growled.

"It's not really. I had this feeling that you were enjoying yourself too much so I thought I'd come and ruin it for you. Like all good friends should." Blaise was grinning widely at Draco. Draco grabbed his shirt and pulled his fist back ready to hit his best friend when Blaise decided to tell him why he was really there.

"I'm here on Snape's behalf. Be happy it was me and not him. And I'm just here to deliver a message." Draco relaxed with this news. He trusted Snape, being that he was after all his Godfather.

"And this message being..." Draco drawled.

"Meeting tomorrow after Potions. Not all that interesting really." Draco nodded and looked at Blaise and motioned for him to leave.

"Ok, out with it. What's going on with you two?" Draco was taken aback by his friends seriousness.

"I would think that was obvious." Blaise scoffed and he had had enough of Draco's banter.

"Whatever dance it is that the two of you are partaking in, be ready for the consequences. I know she's a bright witch, she can take care of herself but Ginny demanded that I say something."

Draco scoffed. "Bright doesn't cover it. She's beautiful, the most talented witch of the century and not to mention her body. Argh.." Draco's pause filled the room. "Haha I bet the She Weasel would have your balls if something bad were to happen, right?" Blaise eyed his friend.

"Yes Ginny would just about kill me and in turn I would to you." Quiet filled the air for a moment until both Slytherin's burst into laughter.

Blaise took a moment to recover, breathing deeply. "So you like Granger."

"Yeah, I guess I do." Draco's voice was soft and his face pensive.

"That wasn't a question mate. It's painstakingly obvious. You going to tell the girl?"

"NO! I'm not going to tell her. She doesn't need to know anything."

"Fine.. " Blaise didn't care to argue with his friend anymore but that didn't mean he could go behind his back and plan something. He was a Slytherin after all.