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This chapter has been beta-ed by
Shelly Ann.

Chapter 06. Just for Tonight.

Hermione went to the train
station to say goodbye to her friends, they weren�t pleased to know that she
was going to stay at Hogwarts, Ginny complained loudly about it, and insisted
that they could still inform their Head of house, so that Hermione could leave
with them, fortunately for the brown haired girl it was too late for that, and
Ginny had to swallow her misery. Ron was also annoyed at Hermione�s decision,
and Harry was feeling worried and a little guilty for leaving her alone; she
told them not to worry, it had been a last minute cancellation because her
parents had suddenly been invited to attend a conference in Asia,
and she really didn�t want to go that far. It was an obvious lie, but none of
them noticed it.

They got into the train and Ron
gave her a peck on the cheek before she could stop it. The boy looked like he
wanted to tell her something and Hermione was sure she didn�t want to hear it;
the girl said her goodbyes as quickly as possible and then returned to the
school with Hagrid.

In the train, Ginny was mulling
in disappointment, both at Hermione staying behind and at Ron not being able to
show his feelings to her.

�You really are a lost cause
Ron; you have had many chances to get close to her!�

�I know, I know! It�s just that
I think she already knows what I feel for her; we have been feeling this way
for years!�

�Yes Ron� said Harry �but I
think she�ll appreciate it if you�d take it a step further. You know how she
is, she takes things seriously.�

�I do too! I take this very
seriously man, I want to marry her! It�s just I get nervous every time I�m
about to talk to her.�

Harry scowled in apprehension
upon hearing that.

�Isn�t it a little early to be
speaking about marriage?�

�What do you mean early?� asked Ron
in confusion �Once you propose to a girl, if you�re already of age, you marry
her within the year.�

Harry�s eyes widened at the
idea.

�Is that so?�

�Yes Harry,� said Ginny �it�s a
tradition.�

Harry kept thinking that some wizarding �traditions� needed an actualization.

�You have to tell Hermione that
before you propose anything to her, in the muggle
world things usually are a bit slower and I don�t think she�ll want to get
married at such a young age.�

�Why not? She�s gonna marry me.�

Harry rolled his eyes at this.

�Yes Ron, she likes you, and you
two had been playing this little game of friends-boyfriends for a while now,
but in the muggle world seventeen is too young an age
to marry someone, and Hermione will maybe want to wait a couple of years.�

�Are you kidding man? Years? That�s too much Harry! She�s a witch now; we both
want to be a couple, the earlier we do it the more years we spend together.�

�Yes Harry� said Ginny �I don�t
think Hermione would see any problem with that.�

�Well, I�m not so sure.�

�Don�t be silly mate, it�s gonna be fine! You�ll see. The only troubles we could have
would be for You-know-who to strike with force. The war is not gonna be easy.�

�Don�t talk about that Ron!�
cried Ginny �Not for the duration of the winter break, we will forget about it,
that was the deal! Ok?�

�Sure Ginny, relax.�

Harry sighed at his friends, he
had wondered before if it was a good idea to ignore Voldemort
like that. He was sure the dark wizard was planning his next move carefully; he
had been very quiet the last year, so far there had only been another break
from Azkaban, and a few minor attacks to the Ministry and the Order, even the
dreams had stopped. Voldemort was testing their
strength and preparing for the war, Harry was sure that the oncoming year will
bring them a lot of troubles and pain.

He tried to relax and not think
too much about that, but then his mind wandered immediately to his other
subject of recent concern: Hermione.

Ron was deeply convinced that
their friend saw him as more as a friend, that she loved him. Harry had been
sure of that too, until a few weeks ago. Actually it was something that had
been nagging at his mind since last year, at the moment they have been too
preoccupied with the perspective of Voldemort
attacking that they barely paid the real world any heed. But it had started
that year, Harry realized that now, Hermione had been distancing herself,
little by little, she had imbibed in her books, researching combat manoeuvres
and some of Dark magic, she even had taken extra classes of DADA with none
other than professor Snape. They had thought that Hermione was just over
worried about the dangers of a war and that she was looking for the best way to
be ready, but she had started to spend less time with them.

Even Ginny had said that
Hermione had matured, that girls did so much faster and earlier than boys, but
now Harry wasn�t so sure of it, his friend had changed in some way and he
couldn�t pinpoint it but Hermione was not the same anymore. Ron had been
oblivious to that change, he still hadn�t noticed that their friend didn�t
respond to him like she used to anymore, but Harry had noticed it and he was no
longer sure that Hermione had feelings for Ron in a more-than-friends way.

He decided to go talk with
Hermione the minute they came back to Hogwarts, maybe she was experiencing some
sort of depression or had other troubles. She could be in need of support. Yes,
he would talk to her, and if she no longer felt attracted to Ron, they would be
better off finding the best way to make him realize it before it was too late,
because he had also noticed that the Weasleys had a
tendency to be obsessive.

Hermione spent the first days of
winter break hiding in her bedroom, she didn�t want to take the chance of
meeting Malfoy, the girl had worked herself to anger
against him and was currently comfortable imagining beating the boy to crap.
That however, didn�t help to suppress the feeling of need that insisted to
awake each night when she lied in her bed, fantasizing his well done and
slightly muscular body over hers, taking her hard once and again. Hermione so
badly wanted to go and find him, but she was sure this was wrong, this
unbearable need was twisted and wrong, and it was no denying it.

It was all Malfoy�s fault! And
it was making her miserable, maybe she should just go and let him ravage her
once more and be done with it! Perhaps that way her obsession would go away and
she could be normal again! The problem was that Hermione wasn�t so sure if she
really wanted her obsession gone, it was causing her stress, a good deal of
angst and guilt, that was for sure, but it had given her very pleasant dreams,
which she enjoyed far too much for her own good.

The Gryffindor girl craved
Malfoy�s touch but at the same time was afraid of it, afraid of being hurt
again, afraid that the sudden interest of the boy in her was only a trap, after
all, he may still be supporting Voldemort, no matter
his apparent decision to die, that could be a trap too. None of it made any
sense to her, it was hopeless, she had to stop this rollercoaster somehow, and
she better hurry because she could tell that Harry was getting suspicious.

The Christmas feast was held in
the Great Hall as always, with all the remaining students seated at the same
table. There were about ten Slytherins, two Ravenclaws,
five Hufflepufs and three Gryffindors. Professors
Dumbledore and Snape were strangely absent, but no one seemed to care much
about it. Hermione was a nervous wreck, more so because Malfoy decided to sit
directly in front of her and soon she found herself stealing glances his way.
His skin was unmarred, his lips were somewhat thin, but he certainly knew how
to use them... Damn! How would she ever survive the dinner with Malfoy in front
of her?

To make things worse, the boy
seemed to sense her stares and looked directly to her with his acute grey eyes,
his predatory smile graced his features and he licked his lips with the tip of
his tongue, Hermione felt her insides burning, she was sure that her face was
doing a nice resemblance of a traffic red signal right now, fortunately for her
no one in the Hall was looking her way, she tried to calm down and fixed her
stare in her food, trying to eat as fast as she could, when she was finished
she left the Great Hall without looking back.

Hermione walked the deserted
corridors half expecting that Malfoy had come after her, but she reached
Gryffindor tower without interruptions, she sighed somewhat disappointed and
went straight to bed.

Next morning, Hermione woke up
to find Crookshanks over a pile of presents, trying
to tear a ribbon to shreds; she got up and looked amused at the cat.

�Where have you been? I haven�t
seen you in a couple of months! If Hagrid hadn�t told
me you got yourself a pretty kitty and was too busy with her, I would have go
nuts!�

The cat looked at her and
purred, she moved him to the bed and proceeded to sort the presents out. Molly
Weasley had sent a Weasley jumper with a card wishing her a happy Christmas and
telling that she could trust in the family for whatever she needed, Hermione
sighed and put the card aside, her parents had sent a bottle of an exotic
fragrance, and all her friends had sent books, except the Weasley twins, their
gift were a parcel of sweets and a note telling her to be easy on Ron, that
didn�t make sense until she discovered the letter that came along with the book
Ron had sent. Hermione started to read it with a feeling of dread that slowly
mutated to annoyance, what it said didn�t make her happy in the least.

�Merry Christmas �Mione,

I wish you have come with us to the burrow, but I suppose the change
of plans took you by surprise, so I think it�s ok.

I have been thinking about you a lot these days, I know that I�m not
very good at showing my feelings, but you know how I feel about you, you are
more than a friend to me Hermione, I love you, and I want you to be my
girlfriend. I promise to tell you directly when we return to Hogwarts, then we
can stop teasing each other as Ginny says, she and Harry can�t wait to see us
together and be happy, so we stop giving them headaches (they told me that this
very minute)

I�ll see you soon, take care.

Love you.

Ron.�

�Shit!�

Hermione really wanted to swear
out loud. So, after years of �teasing� the declaration had finally come, just when
she no longer wanted it. And he was assuming she�ll say yes! As if he was the
only boy in all the school she could like!

�Damn! What in hell I�m going to
do?�

Of course she�ll say No, there
was no way now she�ll accept, she didn�t want a boyfriend, she didn�t want
anything to do with boys! The problem was how to tell off Ron without losing
his friendship, she didn�t want to lose Harry and Ron they were like brothers
to her, sure, she had fancied Ron sometime but that had been a child�s
infatuation, it had died almost a year ago, now he was only a friend. Life was
getting far too complicated for her.

She decided to think about it
later and started to clean the floor, now full of empty boxes and Christmas
paper, when she noticed a small present, she took it and made a frown, the box
was the size of her hand, green, with a tiny silver bow, Hermione gulped
figuring out who could have sent it, maybe she shouldn�t open it.

�What the hell? What can I loss anyway?�

She opened the small box; inside
there was a platinum ring with a strange symbol carved in it, and a note.

�Want your Christmas present Granger?� Come for it.�
10:00pm�

It had directions to arrive at a
room within the maze of the dungeons. The ring was apparently supposed to grant
her entrance, it must be a key of some sort. Hermione felt anger boiling within
her; she crumpled the paper in her hand and threw the box to a far corner of
the room.

�That stupid,
self-centered git! Son of a bitch! How could he think that I...!�

She blew into her pillows and Crookshanks jumped off the bed as fast as he could. She was
blushing furiously.

�He really thinks I�ll go! Right? Well he�s gonna be waiting
a long time! Because I�M NOT GOING!�

�I�m not going to that place! I�m not going to give him the
satisfaction! I�m not going!�

Hermione was doing the night
round alone, professor McGonagall had insisted it wasn�t necessary, it was
winter break after all, but she had been adamant in doing it all the days she
was supposed to, and her head of house had given her permission. It was nearly
ten o�clock and the gryffindor head girl was walking
almost breathless along the corridors, the Marauder�s map in her hand and the
platinum ring in one of her robe�s pockets, for all her angry words and rage at
Malfoy she still was heading to the dungeons.

The girl stopped in front of the
last set of stairs that were sure to lead her into Slytherin territory, she
took a loud breath and frowned in annoyance.

�I�m not going, I�ll turn back right now and I�ll go to Gryffindor
tower and to my room, I�ll tuck myself in bed and sleep, and Malfoy would leave
me alone... Well what are you waiting for? Turn around now!�

Unfortunately, her body seemed
to have a mind of it�s own and completely ignored the brain�s orders, she went
down the stairs and took out the map to better locate the room where she was
supposed to meet Malfoy, she felt a little guilty for having sneak around
Harry�s things to retrieve the map, almost as if she had robbed it, but she
would return it before Harry noticed, that wouldn�t be a problem.

�I�ll be dead if I don�t go back right now� The dungeons were scarcely lit and cold, she could hear her
footsteps reverberating along the deserted halls, it was getting hard to breath
without doing noise. Eventually she stopped in front of a big statue of a
beautiful woman that had snakes instead of hair and her eyes closed. �Medusa. I wonder if this would turn me into a
stone� Hermione took the ring out and wondered once more what in hell she
was doing, she stood in front of the statue, looking at the pedestal in the
spot where she was supposed to apply the ring for what seemed an eternity,
finally she sighed in defeat and pressed the symbol of the ring in the right
place, the statue�s eyes opened and a green light surged from them, it fell on
the opposite wall, illuminating a big circle of bricks, which disappeared under
the strange light leaving an open space. The girl took a deep breath and
entered.

The wall returned to normal as
soon as Hermione was inside the secret room, it was not too big, as far as she
could perceive, it was dark, the only light were two torches in the far wall,
above what Hermione first thought to be a bed, but on close examination she
discovered it was an assortment of big pillows and blankets, she also noted
that the floor was covered by a rich rug, it was an odd room to be in a
dungeon, she knew thanks to her last view in the map, that Malfoy was here, but
she couldn�t see him.

�This is crazy. Why am I in here?�

She took a few steps forward,
feeling like she was going to explode from nerves, the urge to turn around and
run was starting to occupy a primal place in her mind, the girl was about to do
just that when strong arms surrounded her from behind, and a hot breath was in
her ear.

�You really take your time eh
Granger? Too nervous to find your way?�

�Don�t touch me! Let me go!�

Hermione got herself out of his
embrace and turned to face him, wand out and pointing in his direction, she
couldn�t see pretty well in the scarce light, but she stared at the blond boy,
he had only his shirt and pants on, and his body seemed lean but strong in the
dim light, his hair wasn�t slacked to his head and he was watching her
intently, his lips turned up into a mischievous smile, his wand was nowhere in
sight and he started to get closer to her, not minding her wand pointing at
him.

�Why so
defensive Granger? There�s no one in here, just
you and me.�

�Don�t come any closer Malfoy!
I�m not here for what you think!�

�No?� he lifted an eyebrow in
sarcastic doubt at her words, but didn�t stop his approach �then why are you
here Granger?�

�Because I�m a bloody Idiot! That�s why!�

�I� I only came to tell you to
stop doing this! I want you away from me!�

�If that is so, then why didn�t
you just stay in your room? The message would have been plainly understood,
believe me.�

He had reached her, and Hermione
froze to the spot, unable to move a single step back to get away from him,
Malfoy took her wand and she released her hold on it, then the boy grabbed her
by the arms and started guiding her to the make self bed in the far wall, she
felt a bit of panic, but her body didn�t make a move to fight him, his eyes
were at his lips level and she suddenly wanted them over hers, reason made a
last try to make itself heard.

�No� Please, I don�t want to do
this!�

�Then why did you come here
Granger? Just answer me.�

�I� I don�t� I didn�t want to!
I� just� I shouldn�t be here!�

One of his hands took hold of
her hair and made her turn her head to face him, those sensual lips were
immediately over hers, kissing her fiercely, she moaned in surprise and
desperation and his tongue darted into her mouth, she felt a strange longing
for it, for him, for his so craved touch, her need to be with him was slowly
pushing aside her confusion. Malfoy ended the kiss too soon for her.

�Stop fighting yourself Granger,
just let it go��

�� Oh God!� she tried to collect
her shattered thoughts and something inside her mind exploded �No! I shouldn�t
be here, I shouldn�t be feeling this! I should hate you!�

�Feel what Granger?�

�This!� She let her frustration
go and punched Malfoy in his broad and well made chest; he didn�t release her
�This attraction! This need! This obsession that is eating me alive! I don�t
want it! It was the cause I went following you that hideous night! I want it
gone! It�s making me crazy!�

She was crying now, feeling
oddly released, that was it, she had voiced what was tormenting her, and in the
process had acknowledged it, she felt his arms tightening around her and his
hand petting her head.

Malfoy was highly amused by her
display, this girl really was a nut case, surely she was so used to have
control over her feelings that now she didn�t know what to do with them. Well,
at least she finally admitted that she did want him, it was only a problem of�
principles perhaps, appearances maybe, and guilt surely, she was feeling guilty
for her desire of him even when he had already abused her, it could be fixed,
she had fear of her own emotions, Draco would be more than glad to help her
overcome it, he was a slytherin after all.

�Merlin Granger, you think about
things far too much for your own good! Come now!� he turned her head once more
and he leaned into her face, kissing away the tears and brushing her mouth, the
rosy lips parted in wanton. �No need to make such a big deal over it, you
certainly didn�t chose the best night to come following me, but we can fix it,
we can make it better now.�

�F- fix
it? But...�

�Don�t you want to? I know you
can�t forget that night easily, but how about replace it? Replace those
feelings with new ones; we can make a much better memory, a far more enjoyable
one.�

A new memory? Yes, she very much wanted it, she wanted to forget, to pretend that
first night never happened, Malfoy eased her to the cushions and she felt her
back against the soft blankets, his body over hers, his hands trying to get rid
of her robes.

�B- but,
we shouldn�t, it�s not right��

�Right? To whom exactly? Who cares of right or
wrong Granger? This is just a release for us both, a little pleasure we�re
taking. You want it, I�m very much willing to make it enjoyable for you, so what�s the problem? Let the world run along by itself for
a while, just for tonight.�

The robes were gone and Malfoy
was kissing her face and fumbling with the buttons of her shirt, she lifted her
hands and started to do the same with his.

�But, what if someone finds
out?�

�No one is going to, you won�t
say, I won�t say either, it would be our secret Granger. This is going to be
our night and no one needs to know about it.�

�Promise?�

�Promise.� Malfoy breathed into her neck, his hands trying to get rid of her
bra, her hands were now touching his bare, hairless chest �Now Granger, stop
thinking and enjoy it.�

And she did it, for once in her
life she stopped reasoning things out, she let her need and wanton flow and
when Malfoy kissed her again she kissed back with renown passion, tasting him,
tasting his tongue, his mouth, feeling the strong seeker�s muscles of his torso
with her hands, feeling the tension of months draining out of her. They parted the
kiss and she breathed deeply in his essence, while he got both of them rid of
clothes.

�Please, please let me have him, just for tonight, let him be mine
tonight, because I�m already his�

Once they were naked Draco
continued his exploration of her, as if it were the first time he did it, his
hands caressed every crevice of her upper body, he kissed her once more,
sensing her need for him, his hand entangled in curly brown hair, the force of
her answer almost took him by surprise, he had planned to go slowly, to be
gentle to her; but he guessed immediately that gentleness was not what she
wanted, she wanted passion, she wanted him to possess her, her hands and mouth
already urging him to it, he tug at her hair, moving her head to the side,
exposing the well done neck. Her skin was soft and lovely, her smell was
intoxicating, he wanted to eat her alive, to enjoy every part of her well done
body this time, he licked a path from her ear to her blade shoulder and then
sucked at the juncture of her neck, his other hand cupped one of her soft
breasts, it moulded to his palm just fine and he started to play with it.

Hermione moaned loudly, one of
her hands making a grip in his hair, pressing his head to her neck, the other
wandering over his side and back, he felt her legs opening wide and one of them
lifting, a feet resting over one of his buttocks; he applied his teeth to the
tender skin and sucked and bitted just enough to leave a mark, his fingers
pinching a nipple a little too hard and the girl moaned in pain-pleasure, she
tightened her own grip on him silently pleading for more, Draco left the sore
spot in her neck in favour of go taking care of her breast; he released her
hair and his hands moved, one to grab and tease one of her round and perfect
buttocks and the other to play with the neglected breast, the boy set his mouth
in the first, and licked and sucked the over sensitive nipple, while his
fingers worked the other one, Hermione won�t let go of his hair, but that was
fine with him, he bitted the nipple slightly and she almost cried, lifting her
torso to meet him.

�Oh God! Draco!�

Her hips started to move, Malfoy
put his hands on them and pinned her body to the blankets, he leaned into her
mouth once more, their tongues battling each other until hers barely submitted,
the boy moved his hips then, his erection rubbing at Granger�s thigh, the girl
moaned her need into his mouth and one of her hands took hold of his cock,
stroking it inexpertly but making him groan in pleasure, he broke the kiss to
breathe and looked directly into her passion filled eyes.

�Stopped thinking Granger?� he
asked breathlessly with a playful smile, the girl returned it broadly and
having not lost her grip on his member she rubbed the end of it with her thumb
and Draco groaned once more, closing his eyes in bliss.

�Merlin
Granger! How bad you want it?� he said, moving
his hand to grab her hair and leaning again to suck the now red spot in her
neck, his other hand going to her wet entrance and starting rubbing her
clitoris with his fingers.

�Aah!
Badly! Please!� two fingers inserted themselves in her, moving in and out while
scissoring, Hermione started to move her hips once more and tried at the same
time to continue stroking Malfoy�s length.

�Oh please! � Malfoy! � Need
you!�

The fingers were gone and Malfoy
changed his position a little, kneeling between her legs, he lifted the left
one with his hand, exposing her to him, then he leaned over her, supporting his
weight with his free arm, he positioned the tip of his erection at her entrance
and then pushed inside. Hermione cried out at the invasion, but there was
really no pain, as the pleasure quickly overcame it, she moved her hips to meet
him, and he released her leg to get a better leverage and started to thrust
into her body, her legs surrounded his waist and Hermione moved, getting his
rhythm quickly, her legs desperately trying to make him go faster.

�Oh! � Please! � Draco! � More!�

�� Hard you want it? � well �
your call��

��
Ah! � yess!�

Draco
took a hold of her hips and started to fuck her hard and fast, her nails
digging in his back while she all but howled in pleasure, Draco managed to kiss
her hungrily and one of his hands gripped a breast, fingers twisting hard at
the nipple, Hermione felt her orgasm building and she cried Draco�s
name in his mouth as she came, her inner muscles tightening in pleasure waves,
Malfoy almost went over the edge with this, he thrust a few more times with
full force and released inside her body with a loud cry.

They
stayed that way for what seemed an eternity, catching their respective breaths,
Malfoy made an extra effort for not came collapsing over Granger, once he
collected himself he moved out of her and, still panting, he eased himself at
her side, she leaned into him, not quite ready to let go of his warm and he
tucked her in his arms, kissing her forehead and caressing her, his hand
mechanically searched for a blanket and covered them both, exhausted and spent,
in short notice she was soundly asleep.

He
watched her a little more, so much passion in this body, so many things they
could still do, a pity she wasn�t a pureblood, not that it really mattered
anymore, he had not much time left anyway, but it could have been nice to have
her, to truly have her for a little more.

�Well,
why not? Life�s too short to waste it��

And
he surrendered to sleep too, the world around them blissfully forgotten.
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