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Disclaimer: JKR

Author�s Note 1: Have I ever given you any reason to
doubt me? Yes, this update has taken
a little longer, but I did just
squeeze out a 10,000 word Oneshot, you know (don�t read Master if you don�t like rape stories, it�s nothing like Silencio).
That took about 3 days. And there�s the whole school thing. I promise that
giving up this story is not an option for me. Also, you are all terribly
spoiled :P

Author�s Note 2: I cannot tell you exactly how long
Silencio will be but I roughly know what will happen through chapter 12 and it
doesn�t end there. It�s like walking a very foggy road � I know where I�m going
but the way is only revealed a little at a time.

Thanks to Miss
Nibbles for her� insight� and to Maz for�
well�

**********

Hermione hurried
into the great hall. Oh, no. She was late for breakfast again and now she would have to hurry� again. Harry and Ron were waiting for her and she almost jumped
onto the bench, sitting down hard. She stiffened, her eyes watered and she
groaned loudly. Both of her friends stared at her.

Don�t blush. Blushing is what gives it away.

�I, uh, missed
the disappearing step and bruised my behind,� she said lamely. They didn�t seem
to notice, though.

�Ah�� Ron said
grinning. �Pain in the arse that step is, isn�t it?�

�Come on now,
Ron,� Harry said, barely hiding his own grin. �Don�t make her the butt of your jokes.�

�Oh, ha ha, very
funny!� she said, scowling at the two jesters. Yet she was relieved that they
hadn�t questioned her. The same way she was relieved that it was still so cold
that it wasn�t odd that she was wearing her scarf covering her neck all the
time�

She hadn�t
missed the step, of course, her behind was just fine. The reason for her slight
discomfort was Malfoy and his rather intense pursuing of her over the last week
or so. He hadn�t missed a single beat in cornering her every chance he got. She
had spent the past many nights in his bed and there had even been a few free
periods dedicated to� well, not Arithmancy, in any case. It was beginning to
take its toll on her. Last night she had been set on saying no, but� Goodness!
He could be so persuasive when he put his mind to it.

It�s not his mind he puts to it�

She almost
giggled at that thought. She knew what was driving him, anyway. He was still
jealous. It was as if he thought that if he seduced her enough times in a short
enough time then she would forget all about other boys. It worked, but she
wasn�t about to tell him that. Not that he had any reason to begin with, but
she wasn�t about to tell him that either.

She had indeed
let McLaggen kiss her. It hadn�t been a very good kiss. It was something done to her rather than with her. She had tried to close her eyes and enjoy it, but nothing
happened. Absolutely nothing. And then he had become just a little too fresh
and she had fought her way free. As she had turned away from him, she had
thought she�d seen someone disappear around the corner and for a second she had
thought it was Malfoy. She had scolded herself for silly enough to think that,
but then the next day he had cornered her and he had been so angry and
spiteful. When she had realized the reason, it had thrilled and scared her. He
had punished her with the most hurtful kiss, which was, ironically, still
better than what she had gotten from McLaggen.

Now you know.

She wasn�t entirely
sure where those words had come from, but she could hardly hide the truth of
it. Now he knew how it felt to give himself fully to someone, who then turned
around and flaunted someone else. There was no question in her mind that he had given himself fully that one night
before Christmas. The times they had been together since then had been good �
no, better than good, great! � but he had been holding something back as had
she. She couldn�t define what that something was, but it had been a vital part
in making that night special.

Still, she had
no reason whatsoever to complain on that front�

She really had
to say no tonight, though. She did. One reason was that she had seen Lavender
and Parvati put their heads together whenever she walked into a room and she
knew why: as her roommates they had noticed that she hadn�t slept in her bed
for a long time. It was just a matter of time before they told others. Hermione
didn�t know what she should do about this. Her reputation was still suffering
from the virus she�d had and this would certainly be the death of any claim she
had to the benefit of the doubt.

She hurriedly
downed some toast and got back up. �I have to go. See you later, boys.�

�Wait� What?�
Harry snapped back to attention. �We barely see you as it is, and now you can�t
even sit down with us for a free period? What is it that you�re doing?�

�Well, if you must know,� Hermione replied, �what I�m doing is taking a bath. I didn�t have
time this morning and I�d prefer to still have friends after class!�

Harry still
looked disgruntled. Hermione felt really bad, but she wasn�t exactly lying and
he wouldn�t understand the rest of it. �I�ll spend the rest of the day with
you, I promise,� she added.

Please don�t be mad.

She hurried off
to soothe her sore muscles with a bath.

**********

She was early in
going to class, but she figured she could do with the time to read up on the
homework once more. Somehow tutoring Malfoy involved less studying than she had
ever done. She really ought to change that.

Against all odds
she saw Malfoy on the third floor, and he motioned for her to follow him into
the Trophy Room.

Well, it
certainly was a step up from being dragged.

�What are you
doing up here?� she asked. Their next class was Potions so he hadn�t had to
leave the dungeons.

�Looking for
you� You left?� he scowled at her.

�I was hungry,�
she stated simply.

His bad temper
immediately seemed to disappear. �Ah� Yes� Good. Eat more. You need it.�

�Everybody needs
food.�

�Yes, but you�ve
been,� he made a vague gesture indicating her body, �too skinny since you�ve
been sick.�

She narrowed her
eyes. Was he even trying? �Too skinny?� she asked sweetly. �Are you saying that
you don�t find my body pleasing?�

He frowned
slightly. �That was a stupid question. You know I found it quite pleasing twice
last night.�

The memory
heated her blood. Crud. Wasn�t she supposed to get less aroused by him? She was still irritated, though. �Then what�s
your point?�

�My point is
that I like your soft places and if I wanted to ride a broomstick��

She gasped. He
could be so crude. �You know what I like?� she snapped. �When you shut up!�

He smiled slowly
and wickedly and looked her up and down, letting his eyes dwell in all his
favorite places. She might as well have been naked for all her clothes. �That
can be arranged,� he purred.

He reached for
her and she quickly evaded him. �No!� she said. �We have class soon. Don�t try
anything�� She evaded him again. �You�re hopeless! Didn�t you get enough last
night?� She was hard pressed to stay annoyed when he was being so playful.

He pouted a
little at her. He was such a spoiled brat� Shouldn�t that detract from his charm? �I was going for three times, but someone wouldn�t let me.�

�I needed sleep! Some of us still have to function
during the day, you know.�

�Then come
earlier.�

�I can�t. You
know I can�t.� She shook her head.

He sighed. �Yes,
I know�� He gave up trying to catch her and leaned against the wall, looking at
her. �You could have come back.�

�I needed a
bath.�

�So did I��

She couldn�t
help but grin. He really was impossible. �I needed a rest!� she exclaimed.

�You�ve got me
there, I couldn�t offer that.�

She tilted her
head a little. �You know, you don�t have to prove anything.�

For a second his
eyes became very intense, piercing hers, but then it was gone. Oh, yes, she had
hit the mark. �What�s to prove?� he shrugged, the liar. �It�s not like you seem
to mind what we�re doing, so what are you
trying to prove?�

She raised an
eyebrow. �That I�m tired and need to rest every once in a while?�

�I let you
sleep� You didn�t leave bed at all Saturday�� Again his eyes turned sensual.

�I wasn�t
sleeping for much of that,� she replied drily. �And I need to start sleeping in
my own bed again.�

He straightened.
�No.�

�Yes.� She
folded her arms.

�Why?�

�My roommates
are noticing� I��

I�ll be truly labeled a slut. She couldn�t say that. He�d just say something horribly insensitive
like �but isn�t that what you are?�

�Then trick
them,� he said softly. �You�re smart. How hard can it be to make them think
you�re sleeping in your bed?�

She frowned
disapprovingly at him. �You mean like mess with their heads? I won�t do that.�

�You wouldn�t
need to. A few pillows and a glamour charm or something should do it��

She stared at
him. Well, if he put it like that, it was
really simple, wasn�t it?

�You know, I�m
really surprised at you,� he said teasingly. �I thought you�d have figured that
out by now.�

�No, you
aren�t!� she snapped. �You�re always telling me how stupid I am! Well, guess
what? I don�t know everything!�

He looked really
taken aback and Hermione knew she�d been unreasonable, but she refused to
acknowledge it to him.

�Nobody expects
you to,� he replied hesitantly.

�I have to go,�
she said, turning and leaving the room. He positively looked like he�d been hit
by a bludger, but what did he expect? He was being so irritating.

**********

Hermione felt
guilty. Then she got angry that she felt guilty. Finally she just settled on
being terribly impatient with the world � especially when Malfoy was near. To
her great annoyance he wisely kept his distance.

�Uh, Hermione,�
Harry ventured later that day. �If you really don�t want to be here then it�s
OK.�

Hermione glared
at him. All she�d said was that he might
do a little better in class if he actually cared enough to do his homework
instead of always running off to play Quidditch, or whatever it was that he was doing. She looked down at the parchment
she was scribbling at and noticed she�d punctured a hole in it and there was a
big blot of ink.

�What do you
mean?� she asked, slamming down her quill. This was useless. �Why wouldn�t I
want to be here?�

Harry looked to
Ron for help but he just shook his head and backed away. �You just seem a
little�� Harry ventured.

�Yes?� she
snapped. �Out with it!�

He winced.
�You�re biting our heads off for no reason, Hermione.�

She gaped. She
was not! �I am not!�

Again Harry
looked pleadingly at Ron. �Forget it, mate,� Ron said, gathering his things.
�I�ve told you before: when this happens, just let it go.�

�Let what go?�
Hermione demanded.

�Since when are
you an expert on how to handle women?� Harry asked irritably.

�I have a mother
and a sister; this was a hard-learned
lesson.� Ron walked up to Harry and patted his shoulder. �Have fun!� He walked
off.

�I do not need to be handled and I was not biting your head off!� Hermione
said, feeling really hurt, tears gathering in her eyes. �But if that�s how you
feel�� she started packing her things together.

�No!� Harry grabbed
the book from her. �Just� you were telling me about the uses of Jobberknoll
feathers?� He offered her a cautious smile.

Hermione looked
at him for a second. �Used in Veritaserum and Memory Potions�� She sniffed.
�You really should do your homework.�

�I know,� he
said, smiling at her. �Chocolate frog?�

**********

The following
day Hermione was standing around, just talking to her friends during the break.
She was aware that she had been a little insane the day before, but Ron and
Harry were both kind enough not to mention it, which was a huge relief. Luna
had joined them for a chat and today she was wearing what appeared to be a
multitude of yellow and purple strings knotted together from each ear.

�Your earrings��
Ron said, earning him a questioning glance from Luna and a warning one from
Hermione. �Uhm� do they protect against anything?�

�No�� Luna
replied with a smile. �I just like them. Don�t you?�

They all rushed
to agree, not wanting to hurt Luna�s feelings.

Hermione saw Malfoy
approaching from the corner of her eye, but thought nothing of it before he
actually spoke.

�Oh, grand,
there�s a whole bunch of you today, isn�t there��

She turned to
see him not looking too happy about being there. He sneered a little at Ron and
Harry, but to his credit he stayed quiet, and then his eyes fell on Luna and he
just stared.

�Did you want
something, Malfoy?� Hermione asked.

He briefly
looked at Hermione before looking at Luna and back again. �Err� Yes. Book. You
have it.� He had turned to stare at Luna once more.

�What book?
Malfoy?� Hermione almost grabbed him to get his attention but caught herself
just in time.

�Uh, my Charms
book� You must have taken it by mistake.�

�Well, do you
need it now?�

�If you wanted
me to study, I do, yeah. I got Charms after this period.�

Hermione sighed.
�I suppose� Be right back, guys.�

�Wait,� Ron
said, scowling at Malfoy. �The class starts in 15 minutes. Why should you spend
your break running errands for him?�

�I seem to have his book,� she said. �I won�t be long.
Malfoy?�

Luna seemed to
just have noticed his staring and smiled sweetly. �Yes, Draco, is there
something you want?� Bless her for not being one to carry a grudge after the
whole Umbridge incident.

�Uh, no,� he
said. �Nice� earrings.� He turned to follow Hermione, who was waiting for him
impatiently and Luna beamed at his back.

Hermione waited
until they were out of earshot before she said �Very nice, Malfoy, maybe there�s hope for you yet!�

�Did you see�?� he almost spluttered. �Your
social circle is a regular freak show!�

�And there goes
that hope,� Hermione said on a sigh. �She�s a little quirky, yes, but��

�A little?�

��she�s a real
sweetheart. You could learn something from her, you know.�

�As long as you
don�t mean her fashion sense,� he grumbled.

�And you were
doing so well just a minute ago.�

�Yeah?� he said,
quickly scanning the area around them. Not many people were about. She felt the
knuckles of his hand brushing hers and her pulse jumped. �How well was I
doing?� he asked in a low, seductive voice.

Hermione quickly
removed her hand in a pretense of fixing her scarf.

�Draco!� a
feminine voice interrupted. Not Pansy. Slightly puzzled, Hermione stopped and
turned with Malfoy as the girl caught up.

Malfoy was
grinning. �Well, hello there, Marilyn.� Hermione fought hard not to roll her
eyes and snort. So the girl was pretty, big deal. No reason to put on a show.

Marilyn Shaw�s
eyes grazed Hermione and immediately dismissed her. �Have you seen Blaise
around? He said he would meet me in the common room, but he seems to have
disappeared.�

�Sorry, love,
haven�t seen him since breakfast.�

Shaw did not
look pleased at this. �So typical! Thanks, anyway. See you later?�

�You sure will,�
he confirmed and Shaw left again. Malfoy watched her go with a smirk on his
face.

�Very nice,�
Hermione said sardonically. �A bit obvious, though.�

�I don�t know
what you mean,� he innocently replied.

�She�s dating
your friend. Perhaps you should choose to salivate over someone available if
you want a reaction?�

�Zabini isn�t my
friend. As far as I�m concerned she is
available.�

�Ah, but then
there�s still Pansy, isn�t there?�

He didn�t
respond and feeling annoyed with him again she started walking. A few seconds
later he caught up. �You didn�t come last night. I waited for you,� he said as
if the other conversation hadn�t taken place.

She flinched.
She had hoped he wouldn�t bring that up, but it hadn�t been realistic to expect
him not to. �I didn�t feel like it,� she said in her best prim voice.

�Why not?�

�You annoyed
me!�

�I always annoy
you. It�s what I do! It�s what gets you off��

�Certainly not!�
A thought occurred to her. �Are you really
missing a book?�

He sighed
dramatically at the change of subject. �Yes, I am really missing a book. Otherwise I wouldn�t have braved the
frea�err, your friends, I mean.�

�Keep trying,
Malfoy.�

�Whatever it
takes to get into your pants, Granger.�

That doesn�t take much at all.

�I didn�t know
you liked to cross-dress.�

�Was that really
your best comeback?� he asked in an amused voice.

�No��

�Then what is?�

�Wouldn�t you
like to know?�

�Yes. Yes, I
would��

She didn�t
reply, but just smirked, hoping to drive him mad.

They had reached
the Fat Lady, who eyed them curiously and Hermione almost sighed with relief.
�Snowball,� she said, making the portrait swing open. �Wait here,� she hurried
inside.

It took her some
time to find the book. Somehow she had managed to kick it under her bed in
spite of not knowing she had it. She hurried back out, aware that she would be
late for class, and then stopped abruptly. Malfoy hadn�t noticed the painting
swing open and was just standing there, leaning against the wall, slightly
frowning at his feet, and, Merlin help her; she thought he looked cute. Malfoy was many things, not all of
them entirely bad, but cute wasn�t one of them.

He finally
noticed her arrival. �Took you long enough. What�s wrong?�

Hermione blinked
a few times. �N-nothing. It had snuck under my bed. Here.�

He smirked a little
at her as he received his book back. �You know, if you wanted a keepsake��

Definitely not
cute. �I must have dropped it in the dark and since I didn�t know I had it, I
didn�t put it away with the other books.� They were walking again. She was going
to the first floor and he was going to the dungeons. It would be odd not to walk beside him. She had to say
something to get her mind off her thoughts. �My Illumination spell works
nowhere nearly as well as your neat little floating light, but of course, I
never get to read in your bed.�

Wrong. Don�t mention being in his bed. Stupid.

He shot her a
glance. �You read by an Illumination spell?� He didn�t make some lewd comment
about the benefits of his bed?

She nodded.
�Hadn�t really considered that there might be options. But of course there is;
this is the world of magic, after all, isn�t it?�

He snorted.
�Only a Mu�muggle-born wouldn�t know.�

�Nice save,� she
said drily. �Choking on your promises yet?�

�Not yet� Come
see me tonight.�

�Not tonight.�

�Why not?�

She scowled at
him irritably. �I can�t go there every night, deal with it!� and with that she
stalked off, leaving him looking perplexed again.

**********

It wasn�t the
first time in this past week that Hermione was late for class although usually
there had been a more fun reason. McGonagall took 10 points from Gryffindor and
Ron was scowling. Hermione was feeling thoroughly harassed and made no effort
to be agreeable to him or anyone else. After the class she managed to flee to
the common room and she ensured that she didn�t run into Malfoy again by not
coming down for dinner.

She didn�t do
quite as well in avoiding him the following day. She ran into him, before it
was even lunch, in the most literal sense, falling on her behind, dropping her
bag, books all over the place. �Watch it, Malfoy!� she growled irritably,
getting up on her knees to collect her things. This elicited a frown from him
as he sighed impatiently and squatted down next to her to roughly grab a few of
her books and thrust them back into her bag. She made a noise of indignant
objection at the way he was handling her property.

�Hey, I�m not
the one walking around with my head in the clouds,� he said, getting back up
and frowning at her again. �Perhaps it�s your stupid new habit of not eating
that�s messing with your eyesight.� He jerked his head at Crabbe and Goyle, who
was behind him, sniggering, and took off again.

Hermione looked
after him with a puzzled expression. What was his problem?

**********

Finally classes
were over. It had been a long day with everyone either avoiding her or staring
at her. She didn�t know what was up
with everyone. OK, so she wasn�t that stupid. She did know. She was being a
regular shrew and she couldn�t wait to go to her room and just curl up with a
book. Alone. She shifted her bag and frowned a little. Her books had fit in
perfectly earlier, but since Malfoy had just shoved them in, something seemed
to be jammed and it was bothering her to no end.

She was just
about to start rummaging with it, when she saw Malfoy again. This was the sixth
floor, what was he doing here? Like she didn�t know. She sighed audibly, making
him positively glower at her. He held a door open and she supposed she could
either go herself or be flung, if that glower of his was any indication. She
opted to go willingly.

She walked into
the middle of the room and then turned to find him right behind her,
uncomfortably close. She didn�t back down. �What is it, then?� she asked
coolly.

�Why the sudden
change of heart?� he asked.

�The� what?� She
wasn�t following.

�A couple of
days ago we were doing just fine and then all of a sudden you turn into a
vicious little bitch who wants nothing to do with me.�

That stung.
�Well, if I�m so horrible, then why��

�Just answer the
question,� he angrily interrupted.

�I� have better
things to do.�

�Like?�

�I don�t have to
answer to you!�

He grabbed her
arms and frightening her a little, he pulled her closer and sneered. �I need to
know what game you�re playing before I can join in. Why do you suddenly hate me
so much? Just what am I supposed to
have done?�

She deflated a
little. He thought he had done something? �It�s not you��

He let go of her.
He wasn�t placated in the least. �Then what is it? Feeling guilty? It�s a
little late for that.�

She shook her head.
�N-no, it�s just�� She blushed a little and looked down. �Just give me a few
days.�

She felt his
hand on her waist as he bent to whisper in her hear. �But I don�t want to� Not
if you can�t give me a reason, Hermione.� Oh, he had a way of saying her name
that made her knees weak. He probably knew it too, the rogue.

�A few days
isn�t unreasonable,� she pointed out as her pulse soared from his breath on her
neck. She was feeling a little confused by his very sudden change of tactics.
It wasn�t at all because his nearness muddled her thoughts.

�You�ve already
had two days. And two very long nights,� he mumbled.

�You probably
needed the rest too.� But what she needed was to get out of his thrall.

�There was no
rest,� he lifted his head and smiled wickedly at her. �Not until after I
thought of you��

She didn�t
comprehend at first and then she got his meaning. Her eyes widened and her lips
parted, attracting his gaze. �Oh! No, you didn�t��

He laughed
huskily. �Everybody does it, my sweet. I bet even you do.�

Oh, no. She
wasn�t even going there. That was private! �At this rate soon there�ll be
nothing left of you,� she said a little breathlessly.

He grunted and
grabbed her hand to press it against his bulging groin. �Feel like nothing to
you?� he asked.

She couldn�t
help but move her hand a little, caressing the length of him and he groaned.
She let her hand fall away and said �We can�t.�

�Why not?� he
asked in an almost pained whisper.

�Because� it�s
that time.�

He frowned.
�What time?�

She moved a
little away from him. �O-of the month. We can�t have sex.� He still looked
confused, so she took a deep breath and said defensively �It�s my period, you
moron. Happy now?�

His eyes
widened. �Oh!� Then realization seemed to dawn. �Oh� No, not happy. That�s
inconvenient.� He looked put out as if she had done it on purpose.

�Not as
inconvenient as not getting it would be. And it happens, you know, every single
month.�

�Isn�t there
something one can do about it?�

�No, there isn�t
anything to do about it; you�ll have to
suffer like all other men out there. Or get someone else to ease your� pain.�

He scowled at
her. �How long do you plan on taking with this?�

She could
gleefully strangle him right now. �Another three or four days, and then after
that there�ll be all the time where you have to make your inane comments up to
me.�

He looked at her
longingly. �I can�t wait to do that� Come to me tonight anyway.�

She stared at
him. �What? No! Eww!�

He shook his
head. �No, not like that. We�ll just sleep.�

She cocked her
head. �Just sleep?�

He smiled lazily
and looked her over with a sensuous gaze that almost had her undone all over
again. �Well�� he mused. �I can�t promise that I won�t take a little bit
advantage� But your underwear stays on, I promise.�

�OK,� she
breathed before she could catch herself. She shook her head to clear her
thoughts. What had she just agreed to? What did he mean with a little bit
advantage?

He smiled
triumphantly. �Too late! You don�t want to go back on your promise, do you? The
valiant Gryffindor is not afraid to go to sleep next to the nasty Slytherin, is
she?�

�You�re up to
something,� she said suspiciously.

�Yes, but
nothing new I assure you�� he walked towards the door. �Remember to eat first. Your
starved corpse in my bed might raise a few questions.�

Hermione rolled
her eyes and waited until he was gone before she left for her dormitory. There
she unpacked her bag to see what was jamming her books. In the bottom of the
bag was a small box. She frowned. She didn�t recognize it. She took it out and
opened it. Inside was a small floating ball of light.

**********

�You knocked me
down on purpose, didn�t you?� Hermione whispered near Malfoy�s ear. He
stiffened. She was early and they were in the Slytherin common room. It had
been easy to slip in, much easier than it was later in the night when there
weren�t so many coming and going. It was risky of her to come this early,
though, as a lot of people were still about and someone might bump into her or
otherwise reveal her presence, but this had been occupying her all afternoon
and evening.

�I�m going to
bed,� he announced to his friends and then got up and walked to the
dormitories. Hermione noticed with a scowl that he had needed to untangle his
hand from Pansy�s. Since when did they reconcile? Nobody questioned his going, though,
even though it was barely eight o�clock. She slipped after him.

�I wasn�t aware
you missed me so much,� he said when they were safe behind his drapes, his own
light let out. �If I had been, I would have gotten angry a whole lot sooner.�

�You didn�t
answer my question,� she persevered in a much less genial mood than before.

He scowled at
her. �Figures you�d be focused on that. So what if I did? Wouldn�t be the first
time I set out to knock you off your feet and succeeded.�

�Why? And you
think Luna is quirky��

�It doesn�t mean
anything. My parents are rich and I�m well aware how spoiled I am. I have many
things I don�t need.�

�If it doesn�t
mean anything then why didn�t you just give it to me?� She was being
relentless.

�Because I was
hoping you�d shut up about it,� he rolled over on top of her. �But you can give
me a kiss if you like��

She gasped at
the onslaught and then giggled. �Aren�t you
just dying to drop the subject?�

�If you don�t
want to keep it��

�I�m keeping
it!�

�Then shut up
and kiss me.�

**********

Hermione was
jerked awake. They had gone to sleep not long after she had gotten there,
because Malfoy had seemed so tired. He was now fidgeting and mumbling under his
breath and it was his movements that had jostled her. She turned to see what
was wrong, but it was too dark. She fumbled after her wand at the foot of the
bed.

When she did get
a look at him, she decided that whatever he was dreaming was definitely not
good and she had better wake him up. �Malfoy,� she whispered, gently touching
his arm. He didn�t respond to her but moaned at something in his dream.
�Malfoy!� she tried a little louder, grabbing him and shaking him a little.

He awoke with a
start. �What?� he asked hoarsely.

�You were
dreaming,� she softly said. �And it didn�t seem pleasant.�

He lifted one
hand to his brow. �No� No, it wasn�t.�

�Want to tell me
about it?�

He shook his
head. �No� Just go back to sleep.� He pulled her close again, her back to his
front, and buried his face in her hair.

Hermione stayed
still after putting away her wand, although she didn�t think she could go to
sleep again. Malfoy didn�t seem to be able to either, but simply held her,
stroking her belly. Just lying there like that felt nice. He moved her hair to
the side and began kissing her neck. Hermione closed her eyes and leaned back
against him. Very nice indeed. His hand strayed from her belly up to her
breasts and she felt she had to remind him. �We can�t��

�I know,� he
whispered. �Don�t worry.�

He didn�t stop,
though, and her pulse and breath were quickening. He didn�t try to remove her
bra, but just cupped her breasts, teasing them through the fabric. They were
extra sensitive these days and Hermione moaned. She could feel his appreciation
pressing against her. This was madness; they wouldn�t be able to get release. Still,
she didn�t say anything and the pressure built.

�Let me touch
you,� he mumbled, his hand sliding back down her belly. She shook her head. �It
won�t take long,� he softly pressed. �You�ll come soon.� He softly brushed the
front of her panties as to make a point and she stiffened against him and
moaned. He trembled slightly.

�No,� she
whispered. �I don�t need to.�

�Yes, you do,�
he choked. �And I need you to.� He brushed the front again and she moaned again
in spite of trying hard not to. �Please, let me.�

�You promised
that my underwear stayed on,� she reminded him breathlessly, �and you�re
staying out of it.�

He groaned in
frustration. �Fine�� he said, making her immensely relieved, before he began
purposely caressing her through the cloth.

�What are you
doing?� she gasped. She could already feel her body tensing and knew it was too
late to stop him.

�I am staying
out of your pants,� he mumbled and nibbled at her ear as he stroked her nub and
sent her over the edge.

�Y-you cheated,�
she panted as she regained her wits.

�You can�t be
that surprised,� he drily replied. �Besides, we both needed it and I wasn�t
going to let you off that easily��

�What do you
mean you needed it? You didn�t come.�

�I will� trust
me. Just go back to sleep.�

�So you�re going
to deny me my fun?� she asked, turning to face him. The darkness was absolute.
He gasped as she firmly caressed him through his boxers.

�Merlin, no�� he
groaned. �Please do touch me.�

She found his
lips in the dark and kissed him lightly, but he tangled his hand in her hair
and kept her close for a deep, passionate kiss. He really did seem to need
this. She briefly wondered what he�d dreamt and if that had anything to do with
this. She broke away but kept fondling him, feeling more in control than ever.

�Why didn�t you
just ask me to touch you before?� she asked.

�I don�t know,�
he whispered. �You didn�t seem too keen on doing stuff and I didn�t want you to
leave. But please don�t stop��

She leaned in
and nibbled his ear. �Take them off,� she breathed.

He didn�t need
to be told twice. She wondered if he�d be as cooperative in other matters if
she kept him in a perpetual state of� Oh,
my. She still couldn�t see, but she could feel. For all their many hours of
fooling around, she hadn�t really felt
him before. Not with her hands. He felt like satin on steel. She squeezed,
making him groan. No, not steel, it definitely did give�

�You having
fun?� He gave a short pained laugh.

�You don�t like
it?� she asked, letting go.

�Didn�t say
that! Please�� He found her hand and led it back. �Do whatever you want. I like
it.�

Whatever I want.

She caressed the
length of him, experimenting, listening to his breathing and moans. He liked
having her touch him, she could tell, and he was most definitely trying to hold
back. Making him lose control suddenly sounded very appealing.

She got a wicked
idea and shielded by the darkness she bent and let her tongue flick out,
tasting him. His entire body convulsed. She drew back.

�No, don�t!� he
gasped. �I was just surprised. I�ll try to control myself. Please� I-I want
it.�

She hesitated.
This was so unlike her. But wasn�t all of what they were doing unlike her?

�You don�t have
to,� he said in a strained voice as if he�d read her thoughts. �Just stop
whenever you want to and I�ll� I�ll finish it myself.�

No, she wanted to finish it. She wanted to
make him come for her.

She loved the
way he responded to her touch and the way he obviously tried to contain
himself. She knew that her light touches were doing nothing but driving him
insane. She knew what kind of touches he wanted. Still, he didn�t correct her.
She was almost sorry that she couldn�t see his face, but his breathing, little
sounds and squirming told her everything she needed to know.

She bent again
and teasingly let her tongue run down his shaft and back up. He stiffened and
his breathing stopped. It was as if he was afraid of scaring her away. She
hesitantly opened her mouth, engulfing his tip, allowing her tongue to caress
him more fully.

He let his
breath back out and groaned loudly. �Bloody Hell��

She stopped and
withdrew. Didn�t he like it? Had she hurt him?

�No! Don�t stop!
I�ll give you anything if you don�t stop!�

Anything?

�Sure you will.�

�Try me.�

�Break it off
with Pansy.�

There was a
silence. She was sorry to have revealed what she really wanted when she had known he didn�t really mean it when he
said �anything�. He�d probably thought she would have asked for something
material or that she�d just try to get him to behave better.

�Yeah,� she
said, trying hard to hide her disappointment. �I-I didn�t think so.�

�I�ll do it,� he
said softly. �But I get to watch what you�re doing.�

Before Hermione
had a chance to collect the thoughts that had all seemed to scatter at his
words, he had found his light and released it and was now looking at her. He
smirked at her stunned expression.

�That�s what you
wanted, right? Well, you get your wish if I get mine��

Was he daring
her? Did he think that she wouldn�t really do it? She narrowed her eyes,
considering his motives. �You�re blackmailing me,� she hissed.

�No, you stated something you wanted for
doing this. You blackmailed me.� His eyes were daring her.

She lowered her
gaze to his never-wavering erection and she licked her lips, trying to decide
on a course of action. He groaned. She looked up into his eyes and they were no
longer mocking but filled with need. That decided her.

She bent down
and slowly took him into her mouth. She heard his sharp intake of breath and
felt like smiling. He liked this. She gently sucked and caressed him with her
tongue and his strong reaction sent shivers through her. He was trembling and
moaning her name. He seemed to especially like it when her tongue delved in
right under the tip. This wasn�t bad at all. She took him as far into her mouth
as she could without getting an unpleasant gagging feeling.

She peeked up
and noticed that he was watching her intently. When he noticed her looking at
him watching her, he flushed slightly, but he didn�t look away. Slowly, without
breaking eye contact, she began sliding up again, applying her tongue where she
knew he�d like it when she felt him stiffen, growing harder if possible.

�Fuck,
Hermione,� he moaned, his fists tangled in the sheets. �I�m going to come.
You�d better� if you don�t want� ahh��

She did want.
She applied a little more pressure and sucked a little harder and he didn�t
disappoint. He came, shouting out, pulsing into her mouth. It was the most
erotic experience of her life. She wasn�t sure what to do about the hot, sticky,
slightly salty semen in her mouth, so she swallowed, licking her lips to get it
all. His eyes widened and he stared at her, a look of mesmerized rapture on his
face.

She was fit to
bursting herself and let a hand slide between her legs to quickly ease the
tension. Just a slight touch was enough to make herself come. He groaned,
watching as her face flushed, her eyes became unfocused and she trembled and whimpered.
He shook his head slightly as if disbelieving.

�So,� she said
after they got their breaths back. �Was it worth it, Malfoy?�

�I think�� he
said slowly, still looking somewhat dazed. �That it�s about time you start
calling me Draco.�

**********

Author�s Note 3: I so
Mary Sue�d Hermione with her PMSy behavior. Deal with it. ;) Why wouldn�t she
have PMS anyway? The books don�t state whether she does in the least and she
does get temperamental at times. Neener. The reason she�s having her period �
other than I�m having mine and taking
it out on you � is that they never do
seem to have it in romance / sexual stories. Not unless they�re going to do
something icky. So there.

Author�s Note 4: You can thank Miss Nibbles for the
blowjob. She�s a great fan of them and talking to her every day is corrupting
me� A fountain of information, that one is�

Author�s Note 5: On a general note. All your mails and
reviews, still love them! WANT MOAR! Some of you tell me what you think should
happen. It amuses me, but I�ve already decided what will happen. You will just
have to come along for the ride if you want to see what I have in mind. Others
give me your thoughts and opinions on the characters and what happens and how
you see it. That really interests me. I just want you to keep in mind that the
chapters alternate and what�s important to one might not be to the other and
stuff like that. It�s all highly subjective.
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