Hermione felt as if she had been slapped across the face. "You listened last night?"

"Of course I did," Ginny scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Have we met? I was worried about you."

"How could you Ginny?" Hermione could help the hurt expression that fluttered across her face. "You promised to wait until I told you."

"I think that's pretty irrelevant considering who you are risking yourself and friends to help!" Ginny growled back at her. "Have you learned nothing these past years? Forgive me if I'm wrong but I though you were meant to be smart Hermione."

"I am smart!" Hermione shot back. "You're meant to be my friend Ginny, you should at least give me the chance to explain!"

"I heard enough of what you were telling Lupin and Tonks, and besides, even you couldn't explain your way to change my mine Hermione."

"You don't even know him, you're letting your prejudices keep you from seeing clearly." She pleaded seeing nothing but hardness in her friends eyes.

"Oh I'm sorry, Mudblood." Hermione recoiled as if Ginny had stepped forward and punched her. "Apparently that's what good people call their friends right? I'm just following your friend Malfoys lead." Hermione stared back at Ginny, too shocked to say anything. "I haven't told Harry and Ron yet, because I'm going to give you one chance to end this once and for all Hermione. Draco may have you, Lupin and Tonks fooled but I know him better then that." With that she turned on her heels and stormed out of the classroom. When Hermione had pulled herself together and sat down with the boys for breakfast, Ginny was nowhere to be found.

Once again, she spent another day distracted throughout her classes. She frowned to herself, this was becoming too regular an event for her liking. The only thing she felt relieved about was that it was clear that Ginny had not told Harry or Ron, as they spent the few seconds they could get with her in between classes asking her what was wrong. That night at dinner Harry spent half the time wondering where Ginny was and the other half quizzing Hermione on what was bothering her and if it was to do with the night before. It was with relief at the end of the meal she quickly bid goodnight to her friends and hurried back to her common room.

She had barely set foot inside her dorm room before she was suddenly yanked again, thankfully by her other arm, and she was dragged across and pushed up against the wall.

"What is with everyone assaulting me today..." She gasped trailing off when she saw the fiery look in Draco's silver eyes. He didn't say a word, keeping one hand on her waist keeping her pinned on the wall, he grabbed her face with the other one and began to kiss her passionately. Hermione let her hands trail through his hair as she pulled slightly away and whispered. "What's got into you? Not that I'm complaining..."

"Things are going to be different," He ran his lips across her jaw, causing a slight moan to fall out. "Soon probably. Is it so bad that I want to make the most of right now?"

"No." She managed to gasp out as he started kissing her neck and pulling down her skirt, laying a trail of kisses down her stomach as she went. When he came back up she quickly pulled his shirt off over his head and threw it to the side. He planted another kiss on her picked her up quickly, so that she was straddling his hips and started to make their way to his bedroom, with her yanking her shirt off up and over her head.

He laid her down on the bed, and slid on top of her, their bare skin burning at the contact. They hurriedly both pulled off their underwear between desperate kisses, and once he had thrown her bra to the other side of the room he ran his lips down her neck and put her nipple in his mouth as he entered her. She couldn't help the moan of contentment she released as he started moving, their bodies so connected you couldn't tell where one finished and the other began.

The moved like this as he ran his lips all over her and she wound her hands through his hair until suddenly she gasped as he flipped her over so that she was sitting on top of him. She looked at him in apprehension which faded once he grabbed her hands to give her support and she saw the look in his eyes.

"You look incredible Hermione." He groaned as gazed upon her naked body. She took a second to get used to the feeling and then she started to move on her own, although she was feeling slightly self conscious being so on display, it felt to good to stop once she had started moving. She moved like this, rhythmically until she felt something building in deep in her stomach. She could barely gasp out a "Keep, going..." as she moved, and the feeling built, and built, and built until it exploded through to every cell in her body, any thoughts of being self conscious completely gone as she fell to pieces and found herself lying onto of Draco, panting.

When she had recovered from the waves of this new sensation Draco flipped her back over and thrust until not long after her found his own release. They both laid there panting for a few seconds before he pulled out of her and she slid into his arms.

"Feel free to greet me at the end of the day like that any time you want." Hermione giggled and pulled him closer, lying there in a state of complete and utter bliss.

After laying there for a while, Draco let out a sigh when he saw the clock on his wall read 7.45pm, and with that he slid out of bed and started to get dressed.

"Where are you going?"Hermione looked at him quizzically.

"I have Patrol tonight."He rolled his eyes. "Even though Head Boy duties seem slightly pointless at the moment, Snape will have my head if I don't keep up."

"You know, I feel as though you are developing a habit of bailing on me every time we have sex." Hermione raised her eyebrows at him, while she couldn't help her eyes running over his naked chest.

"It's not intentional I promise." Her grinned and leaned down and gave her a quick kiss. "I'll be back before you know it." With that he strode out of the room, pulling a shirt over his head as he went.

Hermione watch his blonde head disappear through the door, she wrapped himself in his blanket, breathing in his smell, she slowly drifted off to sleep. She could only manage a slight twinge of guilt when she thought of the conversation she had with Ginny earlier, she was in too much of a state of bliss to care that evening, maybe in the morning she thought as sleep enveloped her.