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Chapter 16. The First Time (once again).

Draco was looking to the canopy
of his bed, frustrated and annoyed with the world. It was Saturday again and
Granger hadn�t talked to him the entire week, besides what was strictly
necessary to do their work. Malfoy could tell that she was upset and he didn�t
have the slightest idea of why. Ok, he knew why, but what he could do if the Hufflepuff girl didn�t want to leave him alone? Besides, he
had clearly specified, lots of times, that there was no commitment between he
and Granger, so the girl had really no business being this jealous! Halt there,
that was not right, it was not jealousy, Draco understood jealousy, he would be
highly hypocrite if he accused her of jealousy while he was wishing to stab
Potter to death every time the bloody prat got his
hands on her. It was not jealousy, at least not the explosive type, it was more
like� sadness, and it was driving Malfoy mad! He could deal with jealousy.
Hell, he had had lots of practice with Pansy, but hadn�t a clue of what to do
with what Granger was throwing at him. He just
couldn�t understand it; there was no reason for her to be sad! Shatkins was an annoying girl who insisted on wanting to
cling onto him every time she could. Granted, he admitted that he hadn�t done a
considerable effort to make her stop, but still Granger should be angry and
wanting to strangle him or the girl or both. Not sad and ignoring him!

Malfoy sighed in frustration and
gave a few punches to his pillow. This was really stupid, he shouldn�t been
worrying about how the Gryffindor�s head worked! He
shouldn�t even care! The girl was nothing to him; there was nothing between
them, so why was he giving a damn of how and why she was acting this silly
towards him?! Why was he worrying his brain out trying to figure out why she
was sad as if it really mattered?!

He closed his eyes tightly, he
didn�t want to acknowledge the thought that was slowly forming in his mind, he
didn�t want to accept the possibility of real affection between them even if it
was setting fire to his world, because if he did there will be no walking out
of this, no more easy way out of the land of the living and the mess of the
war, if he accepted that he cared for her he wouldn�t let her go, and he didn�t
want to be so close to anyone, not now when the world was about to explode and
most likely to take everything from him, he didn�t want to care about someone
only to lose her.

�That stupid, stupid mudblood!� he thought with vehemence, trying his best to put some feeling
behind the word, to bury the traitorous thoughts that were putting quite a
fight to make him acknowledge them.

A knock on his door dragged him
back to reality and he got up from his bed in time to see Goyle�s
head poking in the room.

�Draco, it�s almost time for Quidditch.�

�Ok Greg, I�m coming.�

Malfoy took his broom and walked
with the other boy out of his dormitory, hoping that his mind would forget his
inner turmoil while flying.

�Really Harry, I�m fine. You
should be helping me getting Ginny off my back instead of helping her!�
Hermione was annoyed with her friends. After a whole year of ignoring her and
how bad she had felt, now when she wanted to be left alone they decided to
worry about her well being! She was feeling depressed and she might need consolation
and hugs, but not from them, they didn�t even had a clue of why she was feeling
low and she wasn�t about to enlighten them.

�Ok, ok. I�m being a nuisance,
but you really look sad Hermione, not even Malfoy and Ron�s latest shouting
match in the library made you get out of it�

Harry had been surprised to see
that Hermione had come back to her usual behavior
towards Malfoy, namely ignoring him, Ron had noticed it too and had started to
talk to them again, hoping that everything will be finally coming back to
normal. Harry hadn�t liked it, it wasn�t only the fact that Hermione had
returned to be non friendly towards Malfoy, it was that she wasn�t talking much
to any of them, not even to berate them for poorly made homework and that was
what made Harry worry about his friend.

Ron had tried to make peace with
her, and she accepted his apologies easily and without further discussion,
Harry had had the feeling that she really hadn�t paid attention to what Ron was
saying at the moment, Ginny had thought that too, and had been trying to cheer
Hermione or making her tell what was bothering her. Ron had joined them again
at the study groups and the DA and he and Malfoy returned to be nasty to each
other, with Hermione only ignoring them and Harry wondering what the hell had
he missed again.

They were now in the Quidditch pitch, waiting for their respective groups to
gather; Malfoy was occupied helping a first year Hufflepuff
to release his broom from one of the loops where it had gotten stuck somehow,
and Hermione was pointedly looking to the other side of the pitch, while Harry
talked to her.

�Ok, maybe I�m not being myself
lately, but really Harry, I�ll prefer that you don�t worry about it, I want to
deal with it myself.�

�Fine.� Harry sighed, feeling frustrated that his help was not required.
�Just tell me if you want to talk about it ok?�

�Ok Harry, now go and join your
group.�

They were the last round of the Quidditch group, so when time was over all of them were
supposed to clear the pitch and Malfoy could get back to the ground, pretty
tired and finally understanding his godfather�s distaste for student�s
clumsiness. He saw Potter talking to Lovegood, surely
telling her some nonsense about her battered looking broom, Hermione must have
gone to return the school broom she used. Malfoy turned to the storage room�s
general direction and soon he spotted her, walking sourly towards the pitch
again. He entertained the thought of going and try to
talk to her with whatever excuse he could come up with, when he felt someone
clung to his arm and a high pitched voice greeted him, he sighed in annoyance
and turned to see Febe at his side.

�Let go of me Shatkins! I hate people clinging to me like that!� he
shrugged her off, and the girl just looked at him with pleading eyes.

�Sorry Dray, I just��

�Stop! Stop this instant. What did you call me?� Malfoy interrupted her,
unbelievingly eyes fixed on her black ones.

�Dray?�

�Who the hell told you we were
on nicknames basis? You better forget it Shatkins!�

The girl seemed upset, but she
didn�t relinquish.

�Ok, that�s fine if you want to,
but Draco please, had you thought about us? Don�t you want us to have another
try? Please?�

Malfoy was in the verge of
shouting his frustration for the entire world to hear it. Granger had stopped
near enough to listen without seeming too interested, Harry approached her and
was very amused at the deadly glare Malfoy was trying to pierce the girl with.

�Listen very carefully Shatkins. No. I don�t want to give it another try. I�m
happy and comfortable without any girl hanging of my arm, and I don�t want to
have anything with you again. Got that?�

�But Draco� whimpered the
stubborn girl �just one more time, just once. It wouldn�t hurt you, it would be
very enjoyable.�

�Shatkins no!�

�Hey Malfoy!� Blaise shouted from the storage room, where he was trying to make a
bludger behave and get back into the chest. �Care to
help me?!�

Malfoy happily rushed to his
housemate�s aid, leaving an upset Febe behind.
Hermione didn�t like the girl; she had seen her many times in the week
practically offering herself to Draco in front of anyone who was looking. She
had started to wonder why she had thought herself as pathetic once, the Hufflepuff girl really was giving a new meaning to the
word, she had even gotten Malfoy�s nerves to a
breaking point. Hermione decided to talk to the girl, maybe she could get her
to stop acting like that.

�Don�t you think you�re lowering
yourself too much? He�s not even worth it.� That last bit she said out of anger
at Malfoy, but she was surprised when Shatkins turned
to her with a despising look on her face that could match any Slytherin�s.

�Oh, and who are you to tell me
that? You wish you could know what you�re talking about!�

�What?� Hermione nearly gaped at
the girl, who continued her talking.

�Yes! Don�t take me for a fool
Granger! I have noticed the way you see him when I come, you wish you were
lucky enough to attract his sight, but guess what Granger? You�re nothing to him;
you�ll never have any chance to a night with him because simply you�re not good
enough for him! At least I�m a half-blood, and so he�s willing to spend a night
with me, but you, you poor muggleborn would never
know how much he�s worth the try!�

Shatkins turned on her heels and left. Hermione was shocked into silence,
the first thing that came to her mind was asking herself if she had really been
that obvious in her stares at Malfoy and then she mulled over the fact that she
had been insulted by a pathetic Hufflepuff girl, who
by the way was trying to get herself into Malfoy�s pants. She didn�t know how
she should react at that. Harry�s voice startled her out of her shock.

�Did I hear right? That girl
actually thinks you want anything with that git? And
why did she insult you? She has no right to do it!�

�Well� well she�s� she�s just a
stupid girl! I can�t believe she said that to me!� Hermione clenched her fists
in annoyance and began walking to the castle, Harry following her.

�SHE said to ME that I�m not good enough for Malfoy! Well we will
see that!� her anger at the girl�s stupidity
succeeded in making her forget her own self-derogatory thoughts about the
matter. Feeling more like herself again she started to think of a way to
confront Malfoy without looking so desperate.

Ron intercepted them at the outer
stairs.

�Hey! How was the flying?�

�Good. It�s a shame you didn�t
want to join Ron, you could have fun!� said Harry, Hermione remained silent,
still fuming about Febe�s words.

�And watch Malfoy�s face more
than I already have to? No thanks.� Ron threw a curious glance at Hermione�s
unhappy face and arched an eyebrow.

�What�s the matter �Mione? That bastard gave you troubles?�

Hermione looked at him and
rolled her eyes in annoyance.

�Does it always have to be him
the one that causes me troubles? We didn�t even talk to each other!�

Ron got his hands up in
surrender.

�Geez,
Ok �Mione. It�s really good you came back to your
senses. I was only wondering who made you angry.�

�It was a girl.� Said Harry,
still annoyed himself at what Febe was thinking of
Hermione. �You know her, that Shatkins.�

�The one that
has been all over Malfoy this entire week? Yuck!
I wonder why anyone would be desperate enough to want to be with that git.�

Hermione narrowed her eyes, an
angry retort at the tip of her tongue, but Harry beat her to answer.

�Well, she seems to think quite
the opposite. Hermione just told her the pretty bad picture she was doing of
herself and the girl thought that �Mione was jealous!
Could you believe that?�

Ron was open mouthed; he did a
disgusted face at the image.

�No way! Has she gone mad?�

Harry shrugged and Hermione made
an effort to calm herself and not reveal the truth to
her friends in an outburst.

�Yeah, well, she�s a stupid girl;
she even told me that I wasn�t good enough because I�m a muggleborn!
As if that was�! A really important thing to take into
consideration.�

Hermione then realized the real
intensity of the insult the girl had made her. Febe
hadn�t called her a mudblood right along, but she had
been pretty close to it. Harry and Ron seemed to be considering this too,
though Ron was more shocked than thinking of the implications.

�She really told you that?�

�Yes.� Said Harry �And here I
was, thinking that the Slytherins were the only ones that made that kind of
discrimination.�

Ron was about to open his mouth
again when Ginny and Dean interrupted them.

�Harry! Professor Dumbledore
says that he wants to talk with you. In the room of
requirement!� Said Ginny excitedly. Harry took
a look at his watch and paled.

�Shit! It�s late! I had already told
Dumbledore that I�d see him today! See you guys!� and he took a run over the
stairs and into the castle.

Ginny saw that Ron and Hermione
were on speaking terms again and considered the moment to be a perfect
opportunity for her brother to make things better between them, so she grabbed
Dean�s hand and pulled him to the castle too.

�Come on Dean! Let�s find
Lauren, we have to go and water our plants for Neville�s group, remember?�

Dean made an agonized gesture,
but followed the red head out of sight. Hermione sighed and was about to
reinitiate her way to Gryffindor tower, when Ron touched her shoulder to stop
her.

��Mione,
wait! Um� Don�t you want to take a walk around?�

Hermione flinched at the touch,
quickly looking for an excuse to make.

�Err� no Ron. I�m tired and��

�Please Hermione!� Ron
interrupted her and grabbed her arm, pulling her away from the castle�s
entrance. �I�m really tired of you avoiding me, and with all this mess of N.E.W.T.s and work and projects and House Unity, we really
hadn�t had much time to share. And� well� I just think
we should talk� please?�

Hermione sighed in defeat, she
really didn�t want to be confronted by Ron about her feelings, but on the other
hand she thought it was best to get over it and be sincere to him.

�Ok Ron, let�s talk.� And both
of them took a walk around the grounds.

There was a certain field in the
castle�s grounds which had a fair amount of statues and large stones lying
around, seemingly without order, many of them were perfect to lie down and took
the sun like lizards, or simply watch at the sky. Malfoy was doing that
exactly, lying on a rectangular stone, willing his mind to stay quiet and shut
down for a moment. He was succeeding in falling asleep when his peace was
interrupted by a girl�s voice at his side.

�Well, well, well. I never took
you Malfoy for the peaceful one. You always seemed to be surrounded by your
Slytherin cronies or by your girl admirers, always trying to be the center of attention.�

Malfoy groaned,
being the center of attention at that moment was the
farthest thing in his mind. Why couldn�t the world leave him alone for just a
few minutes?

�Hello Patil. Didn�t know you
were looking for me. If I had I certainly wouldn�t be here.�

Parvati smiled and took a seat
at the stone, looking at the extended amount of field in front of her, the
forbidden forest ending it in the distance.

�My sister says that we should
get rid of you as soon as we can. The way I see it, it wouldn�t make much of a
difference. After all, if you really wished to betray us, Harry and his two
pets would already be on my back.�

�Maybe I just want to wait a
little longer.�

�I was really surprised to see
you here after Christmas. You were the last person I had expected to betray his
beliefs so thoroughly. I still don�t believe it.�

�Like I give a
damn Patil. Believe what you want.�

The girl twisted in her seat to
look at him, narrowing her eyes, Malfoy made no effort to sit up.

�I know you�re plotting
something Malfoy, you won�t make me believe that you have thrown away the
magnificent position of power that was reserved for you at the Dark Lord�s
side. You�re not stupid. Perhaps you are waiting for the right time, or maybe
you�re plotting some way to bring down Dumbledore and Potter before the Dark
Lord strikes. You only need to gain the Headmaster�s trust. That would explain
why you�re putting up with his ridiculous ideas for unity.�

Malfoy smirked, not changing his
comfortable lying posture on the stone.

�You�re so sure of yourself
Patil. What if I already told Dumbledore all the names I know, and he�s just
waiting for you to make one wrong movement?�

�Ha! Don�t make me laugh Malfoy.
The Headmaster has no idea of what�s under his roof. So far he hasn�t been able
to discover us; he probably thinks that Hogwarts is safe and free of potential
spies now that the majority of the Slytherins are out of it. He�s just an old
fool!�

Malfoy asked himself what had
happened with the intelligence of the students. Everyone knew that the fact
that Dumbledore acted foolish didn�t mean he was really a fool; the man was
quite clever and had his own plots in mind.

�Perhaps not so clever.� Malfoy thought �after all, he
still hasn�t discovered my godfather.� He closed his eyes and sighed.

�So, you only came here to share
your thoughts Patil? Or you have something else in mind?�

There was silence for a moment
and then Malfoy felt the girl moving over him and wet lips pressed softly but
insistent onto his. He opened his eyes, she wasn�t so bad, but somehow this
didn�t seem right, he decided that he didn�t want to be kissing one of the
Patil twins and tried to get his hands onto her shoulders to push her away, but
Parvati ended the kiss before he could do it, a sensual smile answered his
scowl.

�No, please not another one!� he thought
painfully, he had more than enough with Shatkins
following him everywhere; the Gryffindor seemed to guess his thoughts because
she laughed merrily.

�Oh, don�t worry Malfoy! I�m not
about to chase you around the school, lowering myself to beg a night in your
bed. I�m not that pathetic!�

�Thank Merlin for small favors!� Malfoy almost sighed in relief, though he didn�t know what had
gotten into him to refuse a perfectly good kiss, he remembered Parvati was not
so bad in bed, but for some reason he just didn�t want to be with any other
girl than Granger. That was a disturbing thought and he put it away in favor of sit up and glare to the
girl in front of him.

�Good! One stubborn bitch in
heat following me is more than enough! Is that all you wanted?�

Parvati�s smile never left her face; he stood up and looked at him a last
time.

�Yes, for old time�s sake. And
to warn you Malfoy, don�t do anything stupid, we�ll be watching you.�

He watched her retreating form
until she was out of sight and stood too. Well, his suspicions had proven true
after all, the Patil twins just had to be together, whatever one did, you could
be sure the other was right behind. This was turning more dangerous, and they
were being careless, maybe the Dark Lord did plan to strike Hogwarts soon? He
hoped not, he wanted to finish the term at the very least.

He brushed his lips with his
sleeve absentmindedly, he didn�t like the easiness with which Parvati
approached him, but so far she had been the only one who didn�t put on stupid
shows of masks or false bravado, it should be the Gryffindor side of her.

Talking about Gryffindors, he
was about to start walking up to the castle when he heard two familiar voices
approaching. He hid behind a curious statue of a cackling witch and waited.
Soon enough, Granger and Weasley appeared and Draco could hear better their
conversation.

�But why not �Mione? We have known each
other for years! You know we have made more than a friendship! Why don�t you
want to make it official?�

�Ron, you�re not listening!
We�re very close friends and you�re very important to me, but I really want for
us to remain just friends, I don�t think we�ll function as a couple, I just
don�t see you as my boyfriend. Please, I don�t want our friendship to end.�

�I don�t get it Hermione!� said
a frustrated Ron shaking his head; Malfoy smirked while he watched the pair
stop a few meters from him.

�If I�m so important to you,
then why can�t we be a couple? I swear to you I have every intention to marry
you!�

Malfoy could see Hermione�s
shocked expression and almost laughed at it.

�I don�t want to marry you Ron!�
she said, looking seriously at her friend. �I�m not expecting a commitment from
you, or anyone! We�re still young; you surely don�t want to be married yet.�

�Why not? We�re seventeen already!�

�The fact that we are of age,
doesn�t mean that we have to be married right away. Believe me Ron, we�re
better as friends.�

�How can you know that? It can
be better!�

�Just trust me Ron, ok? It can�t
be better than this.�

Hermione was ready to turn away,
considering the conversation finished, and Malfoy was already searching a way
to get to the castle without being seen, when Ron grabbed the girl by the arms
and pulled her to him.

�Ron!�

�Maybe all you need is a little
push.�

And then Ron was kissing
Hermione�s lips almost forcefully to the girl�s and Malfoy�s utter shock. The
blonde�s anger immediately surged. That idiot! Imbecile! Son of a bitch didn�t
have any right to touch her! He took his wand out and before his brain could
protest the �Impedimenta� was out of
his lips. Almost at the same time Hermione reacted and pushed Ron away from
her, giving him a blow to the face, the girl�s fist and Malfoy�s spell hit at
the same time and Ron collapsed on the ground. Hermione was shaking badly and
didn�t register Malfoy�s presence until he stepped over Ron and took her by the
arms, looking directly into her brown eyes.

�Granger! What exactly was that?�

Hermione looked at him, her
brain still in shock; she couldn�t process what exactly had happened yet, so
she only answered the first word that was in her mind.

�Kiss?�

�I know that damn it! What was
the weasel doing here with you?!�

Hermione clung to Malfoy�s arms
like a life line and the blond arched his eyebrow, finally taking in the state
the girl was in.

�Granger? Are you all right?�

�Y-yes. Fine. I just� wasn�t expecting that.�

As the girl calmed down, Malfoy
cooled a little and realized what he was doing.

�Shit! Well, I really screwed it now!�

There was really nothing to do
about it, so he decided he could as well take it all the way down, he took
Hermione�s head by the sides and his fingers intertwined themselves in her
hair, making her look up to him expectantly, and he leaned down to kiss her.
Hermione gave a gasp of surprise, but soon she gave into the kiss and opened
her mouth to allow him entrance. Draco deepened the kiss possessively, his
tongue exploring everything inside her mouth, wanting her to forget the
weasel�s feeling and only to remember his.

When they finally broke apart
for breath she was thinking straight again and pushed Malfoy a little without
much feeling behind it.

�I thought you said that we
could be with anyone we wanted.�

�Yes, well, I changed my mind.�

�Oh? And your pretty Hufflepuff has changed her mind too?�

Draco made a disgusted face at
the mention of Febe, but he didn�t take his eyes from
Hermione�s.

�I�ll make her change it. I�ll
hex her if that�s what you want.�

Hermione raised an eyebrow in
disbelief.

�You really mean it?�

�I do.�

And he kissed her again; one
hand moving to her waist to pull her more into him, her arms went to his waist
and hugged him. He trailed kisses along her jaw and breathed in her neck.

�You�re mine Granger. I don�t
want any of those idiots putting their hands on you again.�

�You�re quite possessive aren�t
you?�

�Yes.�

Hermione didn�t protest anymore,
at the moment she was feeling like everything was going back to the way it
should be. They still wouldn�t tell anyone of their little affair, but that was
ok, she really didn�t want anyone to know about it just yet, she had realized
it would be more dangerous to him than to her, even when Draco seemed to think
the opposite. After a while, Hermione pointed out that Ron should wake soon
from the hex Malfoy threw at him and the blond idly suggested that he could
just hex the red- head again, but Hermione preferred to leave Ron where he was
and return to the castle. It was getting dark anyway, so they left their
separate ways, promising to meet later at the usual place.

Dinner was altogether a
miserable experience, Ron had wanted Harry to sit with him away from Hermione,
which the brunette didn�t want to do because it would mean leaving her to sit
beside Malfoy alone, Ron didn�t know that he had been hexed and was blaming his
fall unto unconsciousness to the blow Hermione had given him. He was glaring
daggers at her when they arrived to the Great Hall, Harry in the middle of both
and wanting the floor to open and shallow him. Then Malfoy had been his nasty
self and had commented about Ron�s purple eye, the Gryffindor shouted every
foul word he knew to the Slytherin and left the Great Hall leaving everybody openmouthed. Of course Ginny and Harry spent the entire
dinner trying to coax from Hermione what had happened, but she only told them that
she and Ron probably wouldn�t be on speaking terms for a while again.

All in all she managed to finish
eating and escape everybody to hide in her room until it was time to go to see
Malfoy. She was in fact happy that she would have him all to herself again,
that he had been jealous enough to go and reclaim privileges, that he was
possessive of her. The girl knew that maybe she was not thinking things right
but she didn�t care at the moment, all that mattered was that Malfoy wanted
her, no other girl but her, and she wanted it to last all the time it could.
She got to the bathroom to brush her teeth and her eyes discovered the
contraceptive potion she had been taking since December. Hermione looked at it
for a while, she should have taken it a week ago but the girl had forgotten all
about it. She could take it now it was no big deal.

The Gryffindor started to think
about what would happen when they finished school, she and Malfoy would still
take separate ways then and probably wouldn�t see each other again. And what if
he thought things over and decided to stop seeing her before that? It could
happen. She didn�t want to let Malfoy out of her life, but if he decided to do
it she�d have to live with it, and after all, Malfoy didn�t want a life with
her. She took the bottle and dropped its contents to the sink. She could take
the chance and if something indeed happened, Malfoy didn�t need to know. It
would be her secret.

Hermione moaned loudly into
Malfoy�s mouth, feeling his hands making circles in her flanks and his erection
filling her, moving slowly in and out in perfect synchronization with her hips,
her legs were wrapped around his waist and her hands grabbing his upper arms.
He moved his mouth down to her throat and sucked gently at her, he didn�t change
his rhythm, he continued his slow thrusts back and forth, reveling
in the feeling of her body under his, enjoying the moment without hurries.

The Gryffindor felt wonderful,
she liked this, she didn�t want him to go faster, she was perfectly happy feeling
him like this, like no other thing in the world mattered but them. She wanted
this to go on forever, for him to never stop. She felt happy and extremely
right, cared for, as if he was making love to her. And in a way that was what
they were doing, she recognized it in some deep part of her mind, even if none
of them acknowledged it out loud, even if Draco didn�t even know it; she felt
it inside her for the first time in all this weeks together. They were making
love.

Eventually Draco felt himself reaching
his peak, and he kissed her passionately, Hermione felt her insides burning
with the force of it and moaned her orgasm into his mouth, he followed seconds
later and then lied down at her side, holding her close, both satiated and
breathless, unwilling to let go just yet. They stayed like that for what seemed
an eternity, until Malfoy recovered a little and muttered into her hair
sleepily.

�I think we�re a pretty messed
up pair.�

�Mmm. You know, it may seem
odd but� I felt like it was the first time we were� like this� this content��
She really didn�t know how to tell what she had felt without calling it love,
but Draco just chuckled quietly and reaffirmed his hold around her.

�Another one? That must be a record.�

He wasn�t really thinking
straight and she knew it, he was almost asleep, some part of her mind reminded
her that she should be getting up and returning to Gryffindor tower, but she
just wanted to be there with him a little more. Another part of her mind was
wondering how many first times one could really have.
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