Authors Note; Ok I think I know what you're thinking "Seriously bro! quit the varied lengths of chapters!" But I'm sorry, something's just flow better. And I know I've been slack with my updates but with the chapter after this I'm experiencing some serious lack of imagination and I must of written and rewrote the next chapter like 4 times now. UGH it's going to kill me! Still I love you all, please review my darlings.

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 9

Hermione woke in a daze. As she looked around she noticed that she was in an unfamiliar place. She tried to sit up but something was wrapped around her waist and legs. She looked down at her naked body to see that it was entwined with perfectly toned pale flesh. She could hear the steady breathing of someone beside and she turned her head.

"AHH!" She screamed as she rolled out of the bed and when she hit the floor she saw her clothes beside her. As the past events of the evening came crashing back to her she groaned, placing an arm across her face.

"Hermione. Why are you on the floor?" His voice was groggy as he'd been awaken from his sleep by her scream.

"No reason.." Suddenly self conscience about the fact that she was completely naked, lying on Draco's floor. "Come on, we have to get ready for class." She sat up slowly and finally stood. She felt exhausted and refreshed all in one. A nice warm bath would do her some good.

"Can't we just skip class today?..." His eyes twinkling with hope and when she didn't answer him he sighed and sat up.

Hermione walked into her bedroom and gathered the clothes she'd need for the day and any bathroom necessities she may need, before heading back into the bathroom she picked up her bathrobe and put it on. She walked back into the bathroom only to find Draco already running a bath.

"I'll come back when you're finished." Her cheeks were reddening from the sight before her.

"Don't be stupid Granger, you're joining me." He walked over to her and removed the items she held in her hands. He placed them by the bath and returned to her. Undoing the tie from around her waist, the gown fell open. Hermione's eyes dropped to the floor as he slid the sleeves down of her shoulders and it hit the floor silently. He took her hand and led her towards the steps that lead into the warm waters of the bath. They were silent, afraid that if either of them spoke the peace they had between them, as fragile as it was, would shatter.

The water was bliss to Hermione. The warm temperature caressed her body and she relaxed into it. Draco let go of her hand and she momentarily felt an emptiness to the loss of his touch but she watched him wade over to the edge and grab her body wash. She gulped at the thought of what was coming. Sure, it wasn't all that different from what they did last night but now it wasn't the heat of the moment, now she had coherent thoughts, it seemed to be more intimate. Draco returned moments later and began to lather up his hands with body wash, when he'd decided he had a sufficient amount of foam he began to massage Hermione's neck. His hands were steady and applied the right amount of pressure, after sometime he then moved to her shoulders and down her back. Once he'd done so he lift Hermione's arms and one at a time He worked his way down them too. Hermione's mind was now a wash and she'd allowed several quiet moans escape her lips.

It took all of Draco's strength not to push Hermione up against the wall of the bathtub and take her from behind when she started moaning. He loved that he could make her feel like this. He loved that no one else had seen her the way he had, the Slytherin Prince had seen a side of the Gryffindor Princess that no one knew. When he'd finished massaging her neck, shoulders, back and arms, Draco decided it was time to do the front. He grabbed hold of her waist and spun her around. She steadied herself by placing both her hands on Draco's chest and her touch was electric to him. Draco lathered his hands back up and began his work at her collarbone. Slowly he moved his hands down her lovely hour glass figure, making sure to only graze the sides of her breasts with his nails, causing Hermione to take in a sharp breath. He cleansed her abdomen before taking her breasts into each hand. He massaged them like every other part of her, eliciting louder moans and Draco couldn't help himself anymore. He brought his lips down on hers with such force that she nearly fell back, but Draco wasn't letting her go. After a while they both needed air, reluctantly pulling away from each other and resting their foreheads against one another. To his dismay Hermione pulled away only for him to find her reaching for his own body wash.

She'd done the same as he had lathering up her hands and he raised one perfect eyebrow at her, only for her to motion him to turn around. She began at his neck as he had done, however when she was done with that area she would kiss it lightly. Draco shuddered in delight as she kissed his neck, then each shoulder and she left a trail of kisses down his back.

Her soft kisses sent jolts of electricity down his body. He relished in the feeling of her lips against his skin. He was lost in thought when she grabbed him abruptly and spun him around. She began to work on his chest straight away and when she was done, instead of kissing him she merely brushed her lips against him causing him to growl. Over the past few hours Hermione had become quite the tease and Draco's pride swelled knowing he was the one to bring this out in her. He watched as she stood up on the tips of her toes, biting her bottom lip, and kissed his lips. But it was over quickly, much to Draco's disappointment, but she travelled her lips down his jaw, kissing him lightly until she reached the spot that she had previously marked. She was quite aware that this spot had become somewhat of a weak point for Draco and she smirked as she attached her lips to his skin and began to suck and nip while he growled and squirmed. Before Draco could return the favour Hermione turned and left him, breathing heavily, as she returned to her room.

She was playing and toying with him... and he loved every second of it.

When she was safely in her room, Hermione finally let out the breath she'd been holding in. God he looked so good in the water. I can't believe I didn't jump him. His hair glistened with water droplets and his skin shone in the light. Draco was every bit the delicious sex god the girls gossiped about. Quidditch had definitely done him some good.

She dressed quickly and headed towards the common room. She gathered her books off the table and walked out of the portrait hole towards the Great Hall for breakfast. As she was about to open the door she felt something tug on her wrist and drag her backwards. She fell into a hard chest, one that she was now all too familiar with. She looked up stunned and Draco seized her lips quickly and pulled away. He stepped around her and pushed the door open but before stepping into the Hall he winked at her, leaving her in a state of bewilderment. She shook her head with a smile as she herself walked into the Hall and sat down with the other Gryffindor's. Ginny, who she sat next to, leaned over with a grin and asked Hermione how last night's patrols went. From the red that spread over Hermione's face Ginny laughed.

"That good hey?" Ginny was laughing, tears forming in her eyes and Hermione was just about to hit her when Ron spoke.

"What was that good?" Hermione panicked slightly.

"N.. Nothing Ron. Ginny is just over reacting. It's nothing really." She glared at her best friend who just giggled and turned back to her food. Ron looked at her for another moment but shrugged and kept on shovelling food into his mouth. She sighed, slowly picking at her food. Absentmindedly she looked up from her food and found that her eyes were met with dark grey orbs and a smirk that would trump any other. Seizing the chance, Hermione picked up a strawberry from her selection of fruits and slowly, keeping eye contact, licked her lips and took the fruit into her mouth and bit down on it. Even from a distance she could see his eyes darken and his body still. She winked back at him, as he had done to her and she returned to the conversation around her.

Blaise noticed his friends attention was elsewhere and turned to see what his friend was so intently watching. Granger. As he watched her little act he knew Draco had managed to bed the witch. He grinned. He watched as her attention was turned back to her friends and that's where it stayed. Blaise cleared his throat causing Draco's eyes to snap towards him. He noticed the darkened colour of his eyes and the stiff posture of his friend. Well done Granger, well done he spoke inwardly and chuckled.

"She's got you good, Drake." He watched as his friend looked back over towards her.

"She's a lot of fun." Draco's grin was huge.

"I bet she is.. Hey, don't we have Potions with the Gryffindor's first up?" Blaise couldn't help but tease his friend. Draco chuckled darkly.

"Indeed we do." Draco rose from his place at the table and walked out of the Hall and towards their classroom.

As Draco walked towards the Potions class he could hear steps behind him. Only she would go to class early. He ducked into an alcove and reached out when she walked past and dragged her in. They were flush against each other.

"Merlin Malfoy. You scared me." She breathed.

"That's not what you called me last night, Hermione." He said her name in a low sexy tone that made her shiver.

"Well you can't just jump me and pull me into an alcove, Draco." Her words were hurried and she couldn't hide the fact that she was effected by him.

"As I recall, you had no problem with me 'jumping' you last night, it kind of goes hand in hand with the whole name thing." He couldn't hide his smirk, not that he really tried, when Hermione's breathing hitched. Draco bent his head down so that his lips were grazing her lobe. "And don't think your little stunt this morning went unnoticed." He ground his hips against her own as his lips brushed along her jaw.

"I.. I don't know what you're talking about.." Stammering as she spoke. Draco chuckled.

"Oh I think you do, sweetheart." He ran his finger tips along the skin of her arm, making goose bumps form. Finally, he kissed her and she returned the kiss with fiery passion. He could feel her hand run up his chest and wrap around his neck. She pulled on his hair and he moaned into their kiss. Releasing his hair she trailed her hands down to his pants line and ripped at his tucked shirt until it was free. Slowly she ran her nails along the flesh of his abdomen above his pants. Draco hissed through his teeth, breaking their kiss. He looked down at her with dark eyes and she kissed him quickly.

"See you in class Draco." She purred as she left him there in the alcove. He was breathing heavily and he placed a hand on the wall opposite him for support. She was getting far too good at their little game.

As she walked into the Potions classroom she loosened her tie. Merlin, that was a little too close. She'd almost gotten lost in the moment and that could have ended badly. She took a deep breath and let it out. She reached into her bag but was stopped when Slughorn walked in.

"Ah, Miss Granger. Please don't remove your things for class yet. I'll be moving the students around. It seems some students aren't doing as much work as others." He gave her a pointed look and she knew he meant Harry and Ron. She stood from her seat and watched as her classmates trickled in from breakfast. Ron and Harry made their way to her side, still discussing their upcoming Quidditch match. Just before she was about to turn away from the door way, HE walked in. With chaotic hair, an un-tucked shirt and slightly flushed skin, he looked delicious. He made her knees weak at the very sight of him and she blushed and look to the floor.

"Ok students, I'm sure you're bright enough to work out that there will be a new seating arrangement..." Hermione tuned out, only needed to listen to where she'd be seated. Slowly the class began to fill front to back and there were only four people left. Zabini, Harry, Draco and herself. Immediately she took one of the seats in the desk at the very back and Draco moved to join her. Slughorn made no protest with leaving Zabini and Harry together because no teacher was crazy enough to put Draco and Harry together and she knew she wouldn't be paired with Harry.

"Thank you students, now shall we start." Hermione leant down to gather her things and when she pulled herself back up her face was millimetres from Draco's and his usual smirk graced his features. Curse Slughorn. There's absolutely no way she'd be able to pay any attention to class now.

It was half way through the lesson and Draco could tell that Hermione was using all her strength to pay attention to class and not him. He pulled out a piece of parchment and started to write on it.

Ignoring me, Hermione? He slid it over to her and she eyed it carefully before reading it. She sighed before scribbling a reply.

I'm trying to pay attention. You should do the same.

I am paying attention. To you. When she read this she raised her eyebrow in a silent question. Draco took the parchment back and began to write.

I'm paying attention to how you periodically check to see if Weasel and Potty are still alive. How you chew on your bottom lip when you're concentrating. How you push your hair back over your shoulder revealing your neck, it makes me want to... But I also know that even though you've made no indication to say that you want to be around me, I know you secretly love it.

Hermione read this with darkened eyes. Draco knew leaving a part out would put her imagination into over drive. He watched as Hermione slowly leant back in her chair, lightly dragging her finger tips from the top of her knee all the way up her body and to her neck. Leisurely she swept her brown curls behind her shoulder. She shot him an 'I dare you' glance and waited for his move. Draco stiffened. Is she really this crazy to tempt me in the middle of class. Of course she is, she is a brave Gryffindor after all. When he made no move towards her, she smiled triumphantly.