Forbidden Feelings

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Chapter Four

Hermione

Hermione shivered, wrapping her coat round herself. Where the hell was he? It was nearly half past twelve and she'd been waiting for Ron outside Honeydukes for half an hour now. There was a bitter wind, and she was freezing. It was unusual of the weather to be this cold this time of the year.

"He is so paying for us in Madam Puddifoot's" She thought, angrily.

Another half an hour past, and Hermione was still waiting, silently fuming. "How could he? How could he stand me up like this?" She decided to go and get a drink in Madam Puddifoot's anyway, maybe sit and read on one of the comfy chairs, and glare angrily at the happy couples. She ordered a hot chocolate with extra cream and marshmellows, and sat down, getting a book out of her bag.

"'Mione! I've been looking for you everywhere!" Hermione jumped. She'd been sat in Madam Puddifoot's for almost three hours now, and lost track of time. She glared at Ron as he came and sat at the table.

"YOU'VE been looking for ME? Well, I'm sure I wouldn't have been too hard to find, stood freezing outside Honeydukes for more then an hour!" She snapped.

"What? Why would you do that? I told you I was going to be late!" Ron replied, looking very confused.

"What? No you didn't! You said half past twelve, outside Honeydukes!"

"Yes, I did say that originally, but I sent you an owl last night! I said could we make it three ish because I needed to get homework done!"

"No you didn't. I never got any owl."

"Well I definitely did. You can ask Harry and Ginny."

"I never got any owl." Hermione was confused now. How come she never got it? Unless...

"THAT LITTLE FERRET!" She shouted, causing a kissing couple next to them to look up.

"What's wrong 'Mione?" Ron asked.

"Malfoy! He must've got my owl and never shown me the letter! Oh that little bastard! I'll have him for this!"

"You mean Malfoy read my letter?"

"Yes! Who else? Argh I'll get him back for this, I will!"

"God, so will I! Do you have to carry on living with him? Can't you speak to McGonagall?"

"No. He already asked to move. She said no."

"Oh 'Mione, I swear to god if he carries on like this, I'll-"

"No Ron. You heard what your mother said, you've just got to ignore him. Stay away form him."

"But how are you supposed to do that? You live with him!"
"I'll find away to get on with it. I'll be fine."

"You sure?"

"Yes."

"Okay. Now. Can we have a proper date now?"

Hermione smiled. "Of coarse. I'm sorry I shouted at you. I honestly thought you'd stood me up."

"How could you think that? I would never do that to you."

"Well that's okay then." Hermione smiled.

Ron leaned over and kissed her. "I love you Hermione."

"I love you too Ron." She replied.

Draco

Draco scowled as he watched Granger and Weasley walk through the main hall holding hands. His plan had obviously not gone as well as he thought it would. He was hoping they would be fighting and Granger would be in pain. He got up from the Slytherin table.

"Drakie? Where are you going?" He scowled as Pansy Parkinson also got up.

"I'm going to my room." He said.

"Can I come?" She asked, taking hold of his arm.

He thought about it. He hadn't 'seen' Pansy for a while now. And although she wanted more, she did understand all they were was friends with benefits. And although he didn't particularly like Pansy as a friend, the benefits weren't too bad.

"Yes. Okay." He forced a smile, and smirked as Blaise winked at him. Blaise knew he couldn't stand Pansy, and it would probably be a different girl next week.

Draco and Pansy walked up to the dormitory together, Draco ignoring Pansy's useless wittering about how she hasn't seen him in a while, and how much she'd missed him. They entered the dormitory and Draco led her over to one of the sofas.

"Oh Draco, I really have missed you." Pansy said.

"Pansy. Please. I get it you've missed me. But can you please, shut up now? You know what the deal is. Sex. Nothing else." Draco said irritably.

Pansy shut up, obviously taking in what he'd just said. Draco found this the perfect opportunity to start kissing her neck. "Oh Draco..." She moaned.

His lips found her mouth, which opened to let his tongue enter. He moved one of his hands to between her legs, and started rubbing. "Oh yes, Draco, please.." Pansy moaned. Her hands started to unbutton his shirt and Draco could feel himself going hard. He moved his hands from between her legs and took her top and bra off, releasing her breasts. He took one in his mouth and nipped and sucked lightly, Pansy was still moaning like mad, her hands slowly unzipping his trousers and pulling them down. Draco pulled Pansy's trousers down and underwear, and Pansy lay down on the sofa. Draco was just about to climb on top of her when-

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?"

Draco and Pansy both jumped up in shock. Granger was stood in the doorway, looking furious.

"What the hell are you doing here Granger?" He yelled angrily.

"WHAT AM I DOING HERE? Well in case you haven't noticed, Malfoy, I live here! And what the hell is she doing here?" Granger pointed her head at Pansy who had got dressed and stood up.

"Well, well I thought you were cleverer then that, I thought you would've guessed." Draco smirked, as he pulled his trousers and boxers up and put his shirt on.

"Just get her out!"

"It's okay, I'm already out. Filthy Mudblood." Pansy snarled at Granger as she walked out of the dormitory.

"Wait! Pansy, it's okay! Come back!" Draco shouted after her. He was now horny as hell and was not going to let Granger ruin his plans. Pansy turned around. "I refuse to do anything with that Mudblood near by." She said, and walked out.

"Now look what you've done!" Draco roared at Granger.

"What I've done? You shouldn't have been doing it there in the first place! Did it not cross your mind that I could walk in?" Hermione shouted furiously back.

"No! I thought you'd be too busy snogging Weaselbee to come back. Or is that it? Are you jealous Granger? Does Weasley not want to have sex with you? Not that I blame him of coarse." Draco sneered.

Granger went red. " That. Is. None. Of. You're. Business." She looked furious.

"Oooh. Have I touched a nerve, Granger?"

"SHUT UP MALFOY!" She shouted.

"I have, haven't I!" He laughed. "What a joke!"

"I'll tell you what a joke is Malfoy! You! You and Pansy! You and whoever the next girl it is you're fucking! At least me and Ron are in a loving relationship!"
"Loving? So loving he didn't turn up in time today then?" Draco smirked, watching her going even more red the more angrier she got.

"So it was you! YOU LITTLE FERRET!" She reached out and slapped him in the face. That was it. Draco took hold of her and pinned her against the wall.

"Let me go!" She protested, struggling against his hold.

"You listen here, Granger. You never touch me again, you understand?"

"Let me go!"

"YOU UNDERSTAND?"

"Yes! Yes! Okay! Let me go!"
Draco released her, and laughed at her face, which now held the expression of a mixture of anger and fear.

"Pathetic Mudblood." He sneered, and went up to his room.

Hermione

Hermione stormed up to her room, threw herself on her bed and started sobbing into a pillow. How dare he! She thought about what he'd said about her and Ron. No, they hadn't had sex yet... but they loved each other and that's what mattered. And she knew they would soon. Things had been getting very heated between them lately. And Hermione knew she was ready. She thought about the moans that came from Pansy when she'd walked into the room. Was Malfoy really that good to be with? She shuddered. Why the hell was she thinking this? She felt sick at the thought of being with him. His hands touching her, and him kissing up her neck. No. When she and Ron do it, it'll be special. She shuddered again, disgusted at herself for even thinking those thoughts about Malfoy.

Draco

Draco slammed his fist into the wall. How dare that Mudblood for touching him. This made him angrier then it did in the third year when she had punched him. And he was now even more sexually frustrated! "I'll have to speak to Pansy tomorrow." He decided.

He led back on his bed and smiled when he remembered how angry Granger had got when he mentioned her and the Weasel not having sex. So they hadn't even fucked yet... "I could drive Granger wilder then Weasley ever could..." He thought to himself, then realised what he'd just thought and was disgusted. Thinking about the Mudblood Granger like that was worse then thinking about fucking a Hippogriff. Draco groaned, blaming his sexually frustrated self for thinking about Granger that way and got up, heading for the shower.

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