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The next day in potions class Hermione and Draco were working on that day's assignment. He was working silently Hermione noticed he looked very focused but somehow it didn't seem to be on the task at hand.

"Something on your mind?" Hermione asked cautiously. She seemed to have awakened him from some trance.

"Hmm? Um what's that?" Draco responded perplexed.

"I asked if something was on your mind." He looked her in the eyes for a brief moment, and then quickly turned away.

"No nothing just drifting off I suppose." His tone was as frigid as the Arctic.

"Oh, ok." She decided she shouldn't press too much. "It's not like we're friends or anything. Sorry I asked." She had now turned her head so far down her chin was to her soft chest.

He hadn't meant to be rude. While he did enjoy playing with her and teasing her, it would surprise people to know that he didn't want to really and genuinely hurt her.

"Look I'm sorry to come off so curt Granger…just stuff on my mind."

"Did you actually just apologize to me?" she asked in shock.

"Yes I did. But don't get used to it ok. I must be getting sick or something." He mentally flogged himself for going all mushy. The only interaction he allowed to be remotely pleasant with her was when he thought about her figure, and mind you this was always in his mind. He wished he could have one night with her in his bed. There weren't many girls that he actually thought of as impossible to attain. She would truly be a conquest. He had never had to conquer a woman to get them out of their panties. He was aggressive, yes. That was his personality. Girls usually give in without any hesitation at all. He had often wondered secretly to himself if he could get her to bend to his will. Have those long brown slightly golden soft curls wrapped up in his hands, her soft milky white skin writhing underneath him. He wondered how she tasted, every inch of her. He wondered how her lips would feel on his, trailing down his body, wrapped around his hard member.

"Why are you starring at my lips?" she asked utterly confused.

"Oh… I'm just wondering if you have any leftover cum on them from the last exam Granger." He quickly covered his lapse in control over himself and his thoughts. He was usually always in complete control.

"Malfoy!" she shrieked at him.

"Why so shy princess? You clearly have a talent for head. All those A's you've got under your belt."

"Listen Slytherin sex God." She said with complete sarcasm, but instantly she regretted her words.

His trademark smirk slid across his face. "What did you just call me?"

"Nothing ferret."

"No, no I believe you just called me Slytherin sex God." He watched in delight as she turned a deep shade of red. "So you've heard some things have you Granger? That have you slightly interested as to whether they're true or not I gather?" He let out a deep sexy laugh. "Amazing."

"I may have heard some things. Things that made me laugh with disbelief." She replied never giving him eye contact.

"Oh really, disbelief? Is that your way of saying you'd like to find out for yourself? Well don't flatter yourself I clearly don't need to prove anything, because apparently as you said I'm known as the Slytherin sex God."

"Like I would ever touch you Malfoy, you hate me, and I certainly hate you." She said the words as quickly as she could think of anything to say in this moment. He detected her nerves.

"Are you trying to convince me or yourself little miss perfect?"

"God that smirk," She thought to herself as she looked up at him.

He took the golden opportunity to mess with her. He leaned down so that his full lips would graze her ear, tucked back a single soft curl and whispered, "I assure you I'm deserving of that title Granger." He traced his hand down her side to grab her hip as he felt her body give in slightly to him. "I could make you swallow that Gryffindor pride and beg for me, I could have you moan my name over and over again in ecstasy."

Her body was betraying her mind. She had never had that happen before. She was always levelheaded and in control. She hung on his every word. He backed away after his last remark she looked over at him as he was leaving he shouted back at her, "And that's on an off day."

TBC