Draco bit down on Hermione's bare shoulder, dragging his teeth lightly over her sensitive skin. She tensed up as an orgasm washed over her and let out a low moan, throwing her head back. This allowed Draco better access to her neck which he took as an invitation and to move higher up her throat; leaving a small hickey behind in his wake, marking the girl underneath him as his.

"Next time it is my turn" he whispered in her ear, as he slowly began buttoning her shirt back up. His delicate fingers brushed up against her skin and she let out a low moan of appreciation.

"Sure thing, when and where?" Hermione asked, pushing back a stray piece of hair that had fallen into his eyes during their adventures in the broom cupboard. Draco smirked at her and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before stepping out of the cupboard.

"Soon enough, I will let you know" he replied, winking at her as he did so. Hermione felt her heart flutter at the small gesture. Draco waved as he departed, disappearing around the corner and somewhere into the castle. She stepped out of the cupboard herself, letting the door click softly behind her and she turned to make her way to the library.

"I don't suppose that is a secret entrance to the library, is it?" someone asked, and Hermione spun around to meet them. Her face was bright red and she felt like her heart was going to beat right out of her chest. She turned to face none other than Ron, staring down at her stone faced and cold, like he was looking at Voldermort and not one of his two best friends. Hermione didn't know what she could say to defend herself, she had been caught and that was something so had not planned on occurring. She stared into his cold eyes as she racked her brain for any explanation as to why she had been in a closet with Draco Malfoy.

"Ron, this isn't what it looks like" she stuttered out, at a loss for words entirely.

"Sure it isn't" he said tightly reaching forward and brushing her collar away from her neck, his fingers brushing against the hickey that Draco had just left on her. "Forget about it Hermione, glad you had a good time" he said tightly before spinning on his heels and stalking away from her.

"Ronald wait, I understand that you are mad but won't you even hear my side?" she yelled throwing herself at him and clinging onto his arm so that he couldn't walk away from her.

"No by all means 'Mione, explain what you were doing in a dark broom closet with Draco Malfoy, the boy who has spent most of his time at Hogwarts making a valiant attempt to make your life miserable" Ron shot back, pulling his arm away from her and staring down at her. He looked like he was absolutely disgusted with her and it wasn't like she could really blame him. In his eyes she was sleeping with the enemy.

"I don't think there is any way to explain it to you, Ron. I barely understand it myself" she replied as tears sprung into her eyes. It had never even crossed her mind that there was a danger of Ron and Harry finding out. She had no idea what she could say to him to make him not look at her like she was a horrible human being.

"Then don't explain it to me, Hermione" he shot back, gritting his teeth to keep his voice down. "But you had better go tell Harry before I do." At that he stomped away, his footsteps echoing dangerously down the hall way. Hermione was left standing in the middle of the corridor, her heart about to pound right out of her chest. Her emotions were swirling around in her head, one moment she was so mad she wanted to pound her fists against the stone walls and the next she was so sad that she wanted to throw herself down on the floor and cry. She could not see a positive ending in sight, not one where her friends would forgive her for what she had done.

She stood there for what seemed like hours, switching between biting her lip in anger and blinking the tears out of her eyes. When she eventually pulled herself back together she slowly made her way up to the common room. Harry was sitting in one of the worn couches reading over his potions textbook when Hermione walked in and she placed herself down next to him. Harry smiled and set down his textbook, sensing that something was up with his friend.

"Hey Hermione, you don't look so good" he said sitting forward on the couch and peering at his friend through a mess of tangled brown hair. Hermione gulped and took a seat on the couch next to him. She pulled her hands into the sleeves of her robe and picked at the hem with her fingers.

"I've done something that I'm not sure you'll be able to forgive me for" she said quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. Harry placed his arm around her shoulder and pulled her too him, he noticed that she was shaking.

"I'm sure nothing could be that bad, 'Mione" Harry replied softly, hoping to calm his friend down. He couldn't think of anything she could do that would make him upset with her.

"I have been seeing someone for a little bit and I don't know what it means but it feels right to me" she admitted in a hoarse voice, waiting for the moment Harry would jerk away from her and yell at her the same way Ron had.

"Okay that is great, I'm glad you're seeing someone" Harry said happily, running his hand over her back and giving her a reassuring smile. "Who have you been seeing?" Hermione felt her heart leap up into her mouth when he asked.

"I have been seeing Draco Malfoy" she forced out, bracing herself for an immediate wave of anger that was sure to come from her friend. Harry took his arm off of her and sat back against the couch. He stared out into the room and took a deep breath before letting out a huge booming laugh.

"You're serious too, aren't you?" he asked throwing himself into another fit of laughter as Hermione stared at him.

"Yes, I am serious" she said not knowing whether his laughing was a good sign or a bad one. Harry took a moment to calm himself and gave her a relieved smile.

"Well as absolutely disgusting as that sounds I am sure you know what you are doing and that you will be just fine" Harry continued to smile and she felt a small smile tug at the corners of her mouth. "How did it happen?"

"We had an… odd conversation in the library one day that made me keep thinking about him, and apparently the same thing happened to him. We have been sneaking around for a bit now. We thought it would be best if no one knew, especially since we didn't know what it was and it was mostly just physical" Hermione felt better having someone she could admit these things to, even if it felt strange to be talking this way with Harry.

"That is honestly so bloody perfect" he replied running his fingers through his hair and pushing his bangs back off of his forehead. Hermione furrowed her brows Harry seemed far more relaxed than she would have thought.

"Why are you so okay with this, I would have thought you would be furious. You hate Draco Malfoy" she questioned.

"Because who you fool around with is none of my business just like it is no one else's business who I have been with" Harry answered, hoping that would alleviate her worry about the situation. "So don't worry I won't tell anyone, especially Ron."

"Yes but Harry, that is the problem. Ron is the one who caught us together. He is fuming about it and threatened to tell you if I didn't tell you first" she explained.

"Well why did you have to go and get caught" he asked, his voice rising an octave. The two teenagers stared at each other in horror, neither knowing where to go from there.

A/N: This story had been getting so much attention and I am honestly so thrilled with it, so please keep reading and reviewing. Sorry that this chapter is a little shorter than what I usually do, but I just got out of school for the summer so I wanted to get something out there since it has been so long since I have been able to post anything. This chapter is a little bit awkward just because I wasn't sure how to move the plot along, but things should be smoother from here out.