Harrie, Ron and Hermione had a free period after lunch and were in the library starting research on their hardest charms project of the year. Harrie had discovered that her magic control now was better than Hermione's and much to her bushy haired friends dismay, Harrie was now beating her in every practical bit of magic they were learning. Ron had admitted quietly to Harrie that Hermione wasn't liking being 'behind' Harrie during charms and transfiguration after years of it being the reverse.

"Well if it makes her feel better this essay stuff is still beyond me" Harrie said as she scribbled over some gibberish sentences mentally crossing her fingers that it at least made sense. Ron kept rereading and turning pages in the books in front of them a look of deep disgust on his freckly face "It will warm her nerdy heart"

Hermione returned with another stack of books and glance down at what Harrie had written, a small smile spreading on her face when it became clear to her that she was still the better theorist.

Harrie pushed her parchment away and excused herself to go use the bathroom, though really, she had just had enough of learning right now, her brain was starting to hurt.

Draco waited hidden from sight for Harrie to emerge from the library. He had pleaded illness to get out of the rest of his Defense Class to come and find her. It was weird but he always seemed to know where she was, like something was tugging at his mind when he needed to find her. He was mad for her that much was true, but this insist pull to find her was curious to say the least. This week apart had been near torture. It was getting to the point that just seeing her across the great hall or a flash of her in the corridors had him growing hard, and that kiss in the entrance hall had not done anything to placate his desire. At last she appeared at the library door and walked towards the bathroom and she was alone, perfect.

He strode quickly catching her just as the bathroom door swung forwards. He inhaled the addictive scent of her and was lost.

She had just walked into the bathroom when a pair of hands grabbed her and pushed her further into the room till she was up against the row of sinks opposite the door.

In the mirror she smiled at the blonde form of Malfoy.

She watched with unveiled lust as he waved his wand and she heard the unmistakable sound of the door locking, she clenched her thighs against her growing arousal. Molten silver eyes burned into her and she cried out when he pounced on her his mouth kissing and sucking her neck, his hands tugging at her clothes. One big hand moved up her body cupping one heavy breast, the other trailing down over her hip to her thigh then sliding up under her skirt.

When his fingers brushed the material of her underwear, he bit her neck, she yelped then melted against him as his fingers moved to stroke her, spreading her liquid honey.

"You are practically dripping you greedy girl" He growled against her, he rocked his hips against her and she was thrilled to feel his hard cock pushing against her back. His firm fingers pushed inside her, and she lifted her hips to drive his fingers deeper.

"Grip the sink Potter, I am going to bend you over and fuck you" His harsh filthy words had her nearly drooling as she did what she was told, his hands moved to cup her arse. She cried in surprise as he quickly freed himself, pulled her knickers sharply to the side and thrust into her.

He set a brutal pace and Harrie loved it. She was on fire for this man.

"Look at me" He gave her a shake as he continued to slam into her tight gloving heat. She stared into his reflected gaze and she nearly came from his look alone.

"You are mine, say it" He growled

"Yours" She gasped out

"Say my name" He hissed, never looking away from her green gaze in the mirror

"Malfoy" She muttered her core clenching from the dark, possessive look he was giving her

His hand suddenly moved up her neck, making a cage around her throat. He stared at her in the mirror and she whimpered with desire.

"Draco. Say I belong to you Draco" He said against the heated skin of her neck

"I belong to you Draco" Her words spoken in time with his powerful thrusts

He groaned and roughly kissed the side of her neck "Again...say it again" his voice a low growl that thrilled her

"I belong to you Draco" Harrie cried her hands grappling for purchase on the bench top

"Mine" He growled, and his movements grew faster and harder. Harrie came as she watched him losing his control. It was so incredibly arousing watching him come her knees went weak and she closed her eyes against the waves of pleasure he gave her. He leant against her their breath fogging the mirror as the last of his release shuddered through him.

Draco turned her in his arms. His mouth meeting hers in a sweet, slow kiss.

"Mine" He whispered against her parted lips.

She nodded loving the feeling of his tongue plundering her mouth.

"Can I call you Harrie now?"

Her green eyes seem impossibly bright in the dim bathroom and her smile had his cock stirring once more. She gasped at the feel of him growing hard against her stomach.

"Say I can Harrie"

She melted at the sound of her name from his lips though tensed as the meaning of what he said made it through her lust fogged brain. "I don't know if I can control myself when you say it like that" She wasn't going to admit it aloud, but she knew what this meant, was she scared? Yes. Yes, she was. How would she resist falling even harder for him if they were obviously moving forward like this? He was so god damn handsome and made her feel like she was full of Cornish pixies, how could she not say yes when she never wanted anything more than him?

"Scared Potter?" He said smirking, she grinned at the memory of their duel in second year and knew just how to respond

"You wish"

To say the look on Ron's face when Harrie returned with a blonde was shocked was an extreme understatement. Hermione just smiled politely and asked "Malfoy what did you think of the Arithmancy assignment we just handed in? I didn't think we covered it in enough detail personally" as she shifted piles of parchment and some text books to make room in front of the chair he had taken, next to where Harrie's homework was scattered about.

The Slytherin just stared blankly at the girl and only responded when he felt Harrie, yes Harrie not Potter but Fucking Harrie! Put her hand on his thigh under the table.

"I agree with you Granger, I think we should have studied chapter fourteen longer" He said, his cultured voice running over Harrie like chocolate mousse, her hand slipped a bit higher up his thigh.

Hermione looked shocked that he had answered but pleased that it had been a genuine answer and she went on about the subject more, as Ron and Harrie started muttering about their charms homework, Draco Malfoy slid his own hand up Harries skirt relishing in the slight tensing of her back as his fingers brushed over the wet material of her knickers. Harrie grinned broadly and Ron gave her an odd look, but she thought she had never felt happier to be studying that right now.