Hermione didn't know how to react to this new experience; she hated herself for not wanting him to stop, for wanting more and more. She fought against herself unsuccessfully before she hastily untied her scarf from his neck and pulled it off, he continued to kiss her all the time, as her hands searched frantically for the fastenings on his jacket, she undid the first, second and the third before he grabbed her hands and pulled away from her mouth.

"Don't." Scabior said, rather unexpectedly.

Hermione did as he wished; her arms went limp in his hands as she looked up into his smoky eyes, confused.

"You don't want this" he breathed with a small sigh.

"How do you know what I want? You barely even know me" She snapped back, always annoyed when people made assumptions, even Scabior.

He hesitated, "That's exactly the point, I don't know you"

Hermione was perplexed, startled. "Does that really matter? I thought this was what you wanted too…"

"It was, just….not like this. I know you'll regret it, and I don't want to be the person you regret, anyway, you've got ginger, what do you need me for?" he gave a half smile.

"Firstly, Ron isn't my boyfriend, and secondly, the only thing I'm regretting at the moment is wasting this time now when we could be together."

Scabior looked into Hermione's chocolate eyes and knew she was being truthful, he did want her, more than anything at the moment, he just wanted her so badly that he didn't want to hurt her. This was a new experience for Scabior too, since when had he ever felt like this? Usually he only cared for himself. Hermione took a minute step closer to him again, Scabior breathed in her luscious, luxurious sent of vanilla. It made him hunger and yearn for more.

He couldn't resist himself, he just had to…

A second passed before he was kissing her again, more desperate and savagely before. It made her desire him more and more. This time it was Scabior who slid his hands from her waist up to her blouse and began undoing the buttons. She flung her arms out and let her shirt drop to the floor, he threw his jacket off and ripped his shirt off over his head and then opened his belt, and pulled off his plaid pants.

Hermione was too excited, taking off the remainder of her clothes and throwing them wildly across the room. She was suddenly too hot and couldn't bare to have her clothes on any longer. Scabior grabbed his wand and waved it, dimming the lamps in the tent as they walked, still kissing and engulfed by each other towards the bed at the side of the tent. Any self consciousness that she'd normally feel was extinguished in the moment as she dragged off Scabior's boxers.

There was a pause as they began to lay down and Scabior and Hermione stared into each other's eyes, into each other's minds and hearts. Then Hermione felt a hardened form against her thigh, she could feel herself and began breathing deeply, trying to calm down. Scabior began kissing her collar bone. Her heart was beating faster and she was sure that he would hear it.

Then they were one person, united in a passionate bond.

The End

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*Modified ending, lame but I'm only human. Also, please not that I honestly didn't review my own story, my friend did whilst I was still logged into my account, and I can't delete it.