She was feeling pretty proud of herself... The Undetectable Extension Charm that she had cast on an old purse that Ginny had let her use had actually worked. Granted, it didn't seem to have actual walls or any real substance... Everything she had jammed in there just seemed to be floating in some undefined space, but it had worked! It was a step in the right direction from the nothing she had been getting during practice.

A smile broke across her face as she turned the corner into the corridor that was fast becoming her favorite in the whole castle, for no other reason than it had the doorway that led to her time with him. She rushed to the spot and paced three times as she whispered. "I need the door to Draco Malfoy's room. I need the door to Draco Malfoy's room. I need the door to Draco Malfoy's room."

As soon as it came into being she was there and slipping inside. The tense set of her shoulders instantly relaxed when the warm air engulfed her, and the irony at who's escape had also somehow morphed into hers was not lost on her.

Before she could even turn around he was there. Pressing her up against the wood of the door, he brushed some of her hair to the side just so he could place a chaste kiss to the side of her neck. It was so different from the crazed need that she had been expecting that she turned her head so she could search his gaze. There was a hesitation there that confused her.

For a moment she thought she had done something wrong but he quickly pressed his lips to hers. The same hesitation that was in his eyes was echoed there. Yet he didn't pull away either, allowing her to set the pace and intensity of the kiss... And then it clicked, he must have realized how strong he had come across in some of the notes and how that could have come across to a girl with such little experience. Hell, she had wondered why she didn't end up having those reactions herself! If anything his words had her looking forward to the meeting all the more…

While she was excited for the music and the subsequent Q and A, she knew that neither of them would be able to concentrate on anything else unless they experienced the release they both desperately needed. So she deepened the kiss and was instantly rewarded with his enthusiasm, he slipped the purse from her fingers and she felt the jerk when he threw it behind him. Somewhere... Probably on the bed since she didn't hear it hit the ground.

Hermione didn't have long to ponder before he had her completely distracted. His lips worked against hers while his hands found her sides and slid the fabric of her shirt up enough that they could slip under. With his fingers splayed out against her skin he pulled her back so she was pressed to him. She felt his length push into the small of her back and moaned into the kiss. Her hand slipped up and cupped the back of his head before pulling him down to deepen the kiss even more.

His right hand pushed down to the waistband of her pants and started to play with the metal button that helped keep them securely on her body. His left stayed where he placed it, holding her tightly against him. The way his fingers were spread caused the tip of his thumb to rub on the underside of her breast and his pinkie to lay across the worst of the scar at her hip.

His lips left hers and found their way along her jaw to her ear, where they traveled down to the collar of her shirt which stopped his descent and then back up again. When he finally got the button undone he worked her pants and underwear down off of her hips. First the right side and then the left until they sat pooled at her knees.

She felt him smirk into the skin at her neck as he brought the hand on her stomach down so both his hands settled on her hips. His thumbs pressed into her sides as he whispered in her ear. "Bend over."

Draco coaxed her into the exact position that he wanted. Her back was arched to raise her hips and her cheek rested on the cool wood grains of the door. She placed her palms against the smooth surface to give herself some traction so she wouldn't slip and closed her eyes. While she waited patiently his hands disappeared from her body and she heard the ruffling of his own clothing being pushed out of the way.

And then he was there, at her entrance, pressing into her…

It didn't take long for either of them. After they were finished he placed a quick kiss to her temple before pulling out and readjusting himself back into his pants. She stayed exactly how he left her, wanting to relish in the after orgasm haze, but his thick chuckle had her blushing. She reached down and tugged her own pants back into place before turning to face him.

"I, for one, feel much better..." He joked, trying to keep a straight face which caused dimples to flash at the corners of his mouth.

She rolled her eyes and shook her head, instead of responding she headed in the direction of the loo. After she was cleaned up she came back out to him sitting patiently on the couch. Even though all that she could see was the back of him, it was apparent that he had taken the time to collect himself further. His hair was smoothed back into his signature style. His shirt sat properly on his perfectly postured shoulders.

She went over to the bed where he had thrown the purse, grabbed it, and then made her way over to the unoccupied space on the couch. She made herself comfortable, leaning back before she brought her feet up and tucked them underneath her bum. A quick glance in his direction showed that he was watching every move she made with a neutral expression. She wondered if he was as nervous as she suddenly was…

As soon as she gotten the box up to her dorm she had notified Draco of it's arrival along with her newly hatched schemes to take over Hogwarts one cheap cd sale at a time. So he knew what she expected of the night. The anxiety of what she could potentially ask had to have been eating away at him and instead of showing it he had just shut down. She tried to remind herself to be thankful it wasn't the Other Draco sitting there...

She could handle indifference.

"So what are the parameters?" Hermione asked as she played with the zipper under her fingers.

"What parameters?"

She turned her head so she could check that he wasn't making fun of her. "You know... How do you envision this going? Are we just going to listen to songs I picked out for a while and then I get so many questions? Does each song I share equal one question? What exactly are the parameters? We should have things clearly outlined, to avoid as many potential problems as we can."

"Do we have to have a formal contract?" He asked with a roll of his eyes.

"No... Unless you'd feel more comfortable with one..." She said with a shrug of one shoulder.

His jaw clenched for a moment before the mask fell and a smile broke across his face. "I'm fine without anything that official Granger."

She let out a trapped breath that she hadn't realized she was holding and gave him a half smile in return. "Are you sure? It would only take a couple minutes to draw it up."

"One-hundred percent. I am fine with whatever you think is fair. My only stipulation is that I get full veto power on any question. No questions asked." Seeing the understandable weariness that sprang across her features, he rolled his eyes again before quick amending. "A power that I promise to use judiciously."

"I don't know how well I will do at the whole no questions asked thing, but I will try my hardest." She told him honestly.

"I wouldn't expect anything less from you. I meant, more along the lines of, if I say I am not going to answer you will not go behind my back to get the admission you want." He stated. "And no running off to your stack of books in the Library thinking you will find something there... Just... Leave it alone if I tell you to. You'll have to trust me."

She scrunched up her nose at the various implications in his words but nodded. "Okay."

"Good. Then you can decide on the rest of it." He said, sounding bored since his one condition was already met.

"Alright... Well... How about one song equals one question. We can listen to the song first and then I ask. From there you can wave your gavel and decide to answer or not. If you choose not to- I get to keep asking until you find one more to your liking." She outlined, making it up as she went along.

"Sounds good to me. I changed my mind, am I allowed to add something else?" He asked her.

"Of course..."

"I want you to tell me why you chose each song before we listen to it."

"Uhh... Okay?" She wasn't sure that there would alway be some deep meaning to a song that she picked, but considering how much he was opening himself up to her, it was the least she could agree to.

As if he reached into her mind and read her thoughts he responded. "It doesn't have to be anything too in depth. A simple 'I just like this one.' would suffice. I have found that the music one chooses tells you a lot about a person. The same as the books on one's bookshelves, I suppose..."

She nodded her understanding of what he was trying to say. "Got it. I can do that."

"Is there anything else you'd like to set down before we start?"

"No. We can always come back to this discussion if the need arises, I guess." She said before standing and making her way over to the open space to the right of the fireplace. She sat on the floor, opened the purse and started to rummage around inside. The feeling of pride flaring up again as she watched the material stretch to accommodate the hefty bulk.

After she got the radio out, she set it to the side to reach back in and grab a package of batteries and the small binder that she had transferred the cds she wanted for the night into. A shiver ran up and down her spine from the holes she could feel his eyes burrowing into the back of her head, but she didn't turn. Instead her hands went on auto pilot- opening the back of the battery package, counting out how many she needed, slipping them into the radio, replacing the back clip, setting it down gently and then placing the five cds into the tray- all without any intentional thought.

She started to nibble on her bottom lip, thankful that he couldn't see the fear that had worked its way into her stomach and she could feel plainly on her face. Suddenly the thought of actually following through and sharing these bits of each other seemed daunting. All of the excitement that she had built for the moment came crashing down around her and she was left with only her nerves as she reached up and switched the single she had planned for first with the last. She watched her hand shake as she turned on the piece of "muggle magic" as Ginny liked to call anything electronic.

Hermione pressed the pause button before she steeled herself for any outcome. A deep breath entered and then exited her lungs before she looked over her shoulder at him and gave a flash of a smile. "This is a song that reminds me of those first few meetings between us and what I expected to happen..."

She bit down on her lip again as she reached over and started the song. Hoping he wouldn't get too angry...