Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

So I'm very sorry for leaving you hanging, but that seemed like a long enough chapter. I'm sure for those out there that are my actual friends in the real world, you are waiting for me to put my smut skills to use. Let's see how this goes. Also, one of my real life friends has informed me that I have made a couple mistakes regarding the way people come and go. 1st, she said that there is no apparations in Hogwarts. I don't really care. As much as it is important to fully grasp what J. wrote and transfer it to here to make it as close as possible without copying, there are going to be some things that aren't the same. 2nd, she pointed out to me that only girls can go up the girls stairway, and if boys try, then the stairs become a ramp. As this may be true, I however don't remember it, therefore it is not a part of the book. But if it bothers some of you, you are free to imagine him riding up the stairs on a broom.

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Chapter 8

Hermione continued to pull Draco's shirt off of him until he had a bare chest.

He was cold, and kind of pale. But with those little imperfections came his beautifully toned muscles. His arms showed small bulges in the upper part, to find that instead of the twigs she thought he had was a little bit of a shock. His pecks were a fair size and he had a toned six-pack. Oh god, that looks incredible. I guess I owe Harry ten galleons. He doesn't have sticks for limbs. She thought.

Draco slid his hands underneath Hermione's short sleeved shirt that he had changed her into. Her skin was warm and she shivered at his touch, his hands cold. He pulled it over her head and she immediately dived back to his lips. His hands wandered around the small of her back and she shivered in delight. Her hands trailed along his back and they reached the top of his pants. She slid them down until they were off and she whispered "More." Into his ear. Needing no further encouragement he slid off the pants until there was nothing left one both of them but their undergarments.

They froze, unsure of what to do next. Hermione's breaths came rapid as memories of what happened before flooded through her mind. She tried not to cry, feeling that it would ruin the moment they were in, but every time she looked at Draco's face, she saw that evil grin and those malicious eyes that she had come to hate so much. To became too much to bare and tears started to come out.

"Hermione? Love are you okay?" he asked with as much worry there was in the world. Something had made her upset, and he thought he knew what it was.

Hermione heard the pet name and started bawling harder. "I'm so sorry Draco. I want this so much, but the memories, they just won't stop-"

"Hermione," he broke her off. "It is okay. I understand completely. If you don't want to do this or you need more time, let me know. I won't do something you aren't ready for."

"I know you won't, and I am ready. It's just, when I look at you, I see him. I'm not sure why, but I just can't stand it. I was so helpless that I was cursing myself mentally for not learning to use magic without a wand."

"Hermione," she looked up at him. "You are the bravest girl I have ever met. You stood up against Voldemort, you helped Harry win the final battle. You ran away and lived in the middle of nowhere for a long time. And you've done so much more. If you can do that, I'm sure that you can get past this. It may not be today, but someday it will happen, and I'll be waiting for you."

She stared at him, processing the words he spoke. He has the soul of a poet. I swear to god, the minute he starts singing a love song I'm going to marry him. "Draco, I think I'm ready." She kissed him softly and pulled him closer. He climbed on top of her slowly. He broke contact and looked at her. She stared at him and saw Covurn's face once again. But instead of freaking out, she thought. It's not Covurn, it's Draco, and no one else. She blinked and Draco's face belonged to him once again. She smiled and leaned up to kiss him.

He grabbed her back to help her up to his lips. He carefully unhooked her bra and slid it off her shoulders, then she pulled down her panties and helped him out of his boxers. She gently stroked it, causing it to go hard. He lowered himself down closer to her body. He was about to enter when he looked up at her for permission. She nodded and he slowly entered.

She moaned as he went, pumping back and forth. He went slow at first, but picking up speed as her breaths came quicker. She started to whisper his name as he continued. Her cries became louder as he continued. He felt her clench as she came up on top of her high, screaming his name. "Draco!" she screamed it loud and it sent him over the edge as he burst into her. He collapsed on top of her, their breaths heavy.

She stroked his hair as he kissed her neck gently. He slipped out of her and pulled her close, breathing in her scent. She buried her face into his neck, enjoying the bliss of her technically first time.

"Draco?" she whispered.

"Hmm?" he looked at her.

"I- I think I love you." She said hoarsely.

Draco stared at her with wide eyes. He had never been loved. Not that he thought. He didn't think his parents gave a rat's ass about him, all of his friends were there because of his status. He couldn't think of anyone else that he had even minor feelings for. She loves me? He thought. Do I love her? I think I might, but I can't be sure. He looked at her. Her brown eyes shining and her hair smoothed back. I do love her. She makes me feel sooo… sooo… important. She looked impatient.

"I love you too." He said with a shaky voice.

She smiled at him with her brightest smile. Draco's breath quickened and her smile disappeared. "Draco? Is something wrong?"

"I've never said 'I love you' to anyone. Never. Not even my parents."

"So that was your first?" she asked with surprised.

He nodded his head and she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close. She kissed him on the lips and he stopped shaking.

He broke away and kissed the top of her head. She brought herself closer to him and they fell asleep together in each other's arms.