A/N: This is a remake of a fanfic I read two years after Harry Potter came out. IT is called Damaged the author is unknown. I am going to do the best I can and recall it form mammary. So some of it will be my ideas, but I hope I get most of it right. It was the best fanfic of DM/HG I have ever read and I believe everyone should read it. Scenes I don't know where it is on the web I am going for the next best thing.

This chapter had been Beta by riotgrl86

"Catch Me I am Falling"

September 5

Hermione Granger was the top Potions scientist in the Ministry of Magic. Six years ago she was Head girl and top of her class. Hermione was used to being the head of something. So when she was made Head of the Potions Department she was not in the least bit surprised. Of course she put on a happy face and acted like it was all she ever wanted but on the inside she felt dead. She had felt that way for two long years now. Her father lost his life two years ago and it was all her fault.

As her boss shook her hand, Hermione smiled and pushed the thought out of her head. Her co-workers would be waiting to hear the news. She couldn't let the fact she was miserable ruin everyone else's good mood. Hermione thanked her boss one more time before returning to the potions lab. It was only 1pm and her team was currently developing two new and rather complicated potions.

"So did you get the promotion Hermione?" Jillian asked as she pulled back her long brown hair

"Yes." She said as she begin to work on the potion stared

"That's awesome Hermione!" Mary squealed in delight. "You should come down to Mike's with us tonight to celebrate."

Mike's was a cheap bar many young witches and wizards went to for one night stands. Jillian and Mary went to Mike's every Friday to go man hunting. They always asked her to come with them and she always declined.

"No thanks girls," She said starting the fire.

"Oh come on Hermione you always say 'no'. If you never stop working and you never go out to meet guys how will you ever get laid?" It was Jillian, she was always thinking about getting some action.

"You know that's not my style Jillian." Hermione said as she stood up to get some ingredients from a cupboard.

"No, it's not. But maybe you would at least have a good time hanging out with us." Mary said as she got out some toad tough.

Hermione sighed "Alright I'll go; but only this once." She had decided maybe what she needed to fix her she would find in Mike's bar. "Now girls let's get to work. We've still got a few hours before we can leave and this potion is important. Much more important then was getting some tonight." Both women nodded in agreement. It was time to work. Play would come soon enough for them all.

When work was over Hermione had thought about backing out of going to Mike's. Jillian would have none of it saying that she was coming no matter what. The way she kept Hermione from backing out was by saying Hermione promised to go. Which was true she had promised too go and she never broke her promises.

As the three women walked into the bar, Hermione wanted to run right back out again. Her friends found a table and ordered some ale. Three young wizards had already joined them before their drinks arrived. Hermione spotted a Poal table, much like muggle pool tables only the Poal was longer, with ten cups; 55 balls and if you sunk your opponent's balls into a cup 2 of theirs would disappear.

"I think I'm going to play a few rounds. Anyone want to join me?" She said getting up from the table to make her way to a free Poal table. As Hermione picked up a stick she felt someone watching her. She looked over her shoulder to see who it was. In the far back of the bar sitting in the dark was Draco Malfoy. He nodded to her and to be polite she nodded back. Hermione decide that was more then enough of a greeting for that git. She joined her friends at the Poal table.

Malfoy had been forgiven for his past crimes as he helped the light side win in the end of the war. Many say they would have lost without his help. There were also claims that he was the most violent Death Eater of them all. He never commented on whether it was true or not. Hermione knew it was true, it had to be.

For most of the night nothing interesting happened. Malfoy sent over drinks to her and her friends, but Hermione told her friends not to drink them. She explained just who had sent them over and why it was a bad idea. All night long she could feel him looking at her and she glared at him every now and then. But other wise he made no attempt to talk to her. Her friends left with some guys after three hours. More than five guys had asked her to go with them some where after she bet them in a round of Poal, but she didn't wish to go. She just kept on playing until there were only 4 people left, her self, Malfoy, the bar tender and the guy she's currently was playing poal with.

As she finished up her last game she didn't take note of Malfoy telling the bar tender to leave. Nor did she see him locking up the back room for the night. Again when she won the game her opponent asked her to go home with him and she once again refused. He then left Hermione to pack up the table alone. Sighing she picked up the table and went to get her jacket.

"All by yourself now are you?" Malfoy asked for behind her. He was standing in front of the exit.

"Bugger off Malfoy, I am going home."

"Oh I don't think that's what you really want me to do. If it was then you wouldn't have been playing this game with me all night." He drawled.

"And what game was that? As I recall I was playing Poal all night,"

"Oh come now. I think you know exactly what game I mean."

"No Malfoy. I don't know what you mean. Now get out of my way. It's late and I am going home." She went to push past him, but he grabbed hold of her upper arm.

"Come on Granger you waited all night to be alone with me. We're completely alone." He pulled her roughly towards him before whispering in her ear, "All you have to do now is admit you want it." Malfoy sneered

"If I just wanted a shag then I would not be standing her talking to you. Now let go of me." She growled trying to yank her arm free from his grip.

"They couldn't give you what you where looking for and you know it. So why don't you do what you do best. Take what you want and be smart about it. We are alone, no one will ever know." He reached a hand up to brush her hair out of her face. "You've almost won all you have to do is take it." Then he stepped back to let her choose

Hermione dropped her jacket grabbing hold of his ass and pulling him toward her. She then slipped her leg up his and let her hand run through his long white blond hair never breaking eye contact with his steely gray eyes.

Malfoy's right hand grabbed hold of her ass to better balance her as his left hand ran down the bare skin of her upper leg; pushing up her short skirt too make his way to her knickers. He bent his head to the side so she could attack his pale white skin. She sucked, nipped, and licked at the base of his neck. He began to massage her bottom as his left hand slipped under her knickers. His finger running over her slit to find she was already wet.

Malfoy lowered his head and whispered in her ear. "Excited are we?"

In response Hermione began unbuttoning his shirt to slide her hands underneath the fabric making contact with his flesh. As he felt her hands running up and down his chest he moved his fingers to play with her clit rubbing it hard. This sent fire through her body making her gasp. She arched her back causing the front of her body to push against his. He took this opportunity to slip two of his fingers inside her.

This sent more fire though her body as she ran her nails down his chest she tried to hold back a moan. He smiled against her neck as he attacked it with nips and licks of his own. All the while slipping his finger's in and out of her. She couldn't hold back the moan that was logged in her though. Soon she was moaning loudly with joy as she began to rock her hips trying to get him to go faster.

After a moment she stopped him and pulled away. Only too remove her knickers with one quick motion and return too his arms. Without speaking they moved back to the way they were. Draco found the whole moment to erotic. He grabbed hold of Hermione's legs pulling them up to wrap around his waist while he shuffled back until his arse hit the Poal table. He sat down on the edge of the table with Hermione completely wrapped around him.

She pulled his shirt off the rest of the way and tossed it on the floor. As she could feel his very large erection pressing again her women hood; she pushed him down to lie back on the table so she could get to his pants. Once he was lying down he scooted his body up higher on the table to help her get to them without falling off.

She unbuckled his belt then slipped his pants down so they fell around his ankles. As her eyes raked over his naked body Hermione couldn't help noticing how his skin seemed more inviting with the dark red velvet Poal top beneath him. She also found the sight of his man hood exciting. She remembered a rumor she heard about during their Hogwarts years that it as big as his wand. Turned out the rumor was true after all.

"Like what you see?" She heard him say form below her. She hadn't realized she was staring. She chose not to reply and just simply rolled her eyes and positioned her body over his. She took hold of his man hood guiding him inside her. It had hurt, because it had been so long. She saw Draco smirk and Hermione instantly wanted to slap him because he knew it had been a while. His hands came to her hips to brace her as she continued to move up and down, gradually picking up speed with each hard thrust of his power member.

She bit down on her lip to keep from screaming out his name. The action unknowingly drove Draco mad with the desire to suck her lips or bite them himself. As she threw her head back and moaned 'oh gods yes' He slammed harder into her pulling her down and locking lips with hers. Pushing them both over the edge they had been droving for.

Through ragged breaths he said 'You won this time, but you won't next time.'