So this is the last chapter I have written, but I'm not getting a ton of response from this story, so I'm debating leaving it here, I know, cliff-hanger, but honestly if I get a few reviews (like honestly 2) I'll keep going, I know that is shameless blackmail, but somethings gotta happen right? Anyway, thanks so much for reading what I've written. Also go check out Borrowed Space if you haven't done that yet.

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By the time she got back to her room, she knew that the only way she was going to be able to face him again was if she had done some of her own research about his Bellatrix problem. She started writing down everything she knew about Horcruxes, which after the past year was a pretty large amount. After she was done with that, she started writing everything she knew about Bellatrix, which was not nearly as much. I'll just have to go and do some research at the library, she thought to herself. She was getting leaving her room, when she saw Draco sitting in the Common Room.

She swallowed and continued walking. "Draco," she said with a nod.

"Hermione, stop," he said staring at her. When she kept moving, he got up and grabbed her arm. "Hermione, listen. You didn't let me finish before. I didn't say I didn't want to continue, it's just that I didn't want it to be like that." When she just stared at him blankly, he sighed. "You're really going to make me do this, huh? Well okay Hermione. You've been in my mind since day one. The first day of school. At first I was convinced that it was because I hated you, because you were a mud-muggleborn. Then by fifth year, I was trying everything I could to get you out of my mind. The way you purse your lips when you're making a potion, the way you sweep your hair up away from your face when you're reading, the way your eyes light up when you're talking about books. Everything. Then you were at my house when she was torturing you, all I wanted to do was rush to your side. I wanted to defend you, but I knew it would only make it worse for both of us. What I was trying to say down in the classroom, Hermione is that I wanted this to be special. I don't want you to be another girl to add to the rotation. I want you for real, and that scares the hell out of me."

She took a step back from him. "I-I- Here, I've been doing some research. Here's all I know about Horcruxes and what I know about Bellatrix, I thought you could fill in those blanks. We can meet tomorrow and discuss it more." She sprinted back into her room. Well I botched that one, didn't I? She scolded herself, sitting heavily on her bed.

She heard a knock at her door. "Hermione, can I come in?"

She panicked, she debated saying no, but found herself saying, "Yeah, come in."

When he walked in the door, she wanted to rush over to him and kiss him and tell him she wanted to know him better too, but she found herself firmly stuck to her bed. "I, look Hermione. I'm sorry I said that, if you want to keep it professional, that's fine. I'm really sorry about all the things that have been happening lately and I guess I just read the situation wrong, and let's just pretend like it never ha-"

She ran over to him and kissed him mid-sentence. Well the goal was to kiss him mid-sentence, but instead sort of tackled him, bumped her head against his, causing both of them to land in a wildly undignified heap on the ground. "I'm sorry!" she gasped. "I was trying to kiss you to make you stop saying sorry and to tell you that I don't want to be professional with you, but then this happened." She felt the tears bubbling to the surface, when he took her chin in his hand and lifted her eyes to look into his.

"You want to kiss me?" he said, his smirk coming back. For one horrible second, she was afraid that this was all just another attempt at falsely seducing her. "Because all I can think about is your lips. And when you kissed me before… stopping you was the hardest thing I've ever done." He leaned over and captured her lips in his. He kissed her softly, trying his hardest not to rush it.

She tried to deepen the kiss, but he wouldn't let her. "We're going to do this slowly, Hermione," he whispered against her lips. She wanted to sigh in frustration, but was so thoroughly enjoying the kissing, she couldn't even bring herself to do that.

Before she was ready to be finished, he disentangled himself from her and stood, holding his hand out to help her up. When he pulled her up, he leaned down and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips. "I had the most enlightening evening, Miss Granger." He pulled her into a hug, trying to hide his erection, but failing pretty miserably. She smiled to herself into his chest.

"Goodnight, Draco," she whispered. Soon she found herself alone in her room, feeling like a giddy little girl who had just been kissed. She danced around the room, changing into her pajamas. She fell onto her bed holding in a squeal.

When she opened her eyes, it was to a knocking at the bathroom door. "Hmm?" she called from her comfortable bed. The knocking stopped and she heard the door open. She rolled over to face it and saw Draco standing there, grinning at her.

"If you'll get out of bed, I was going to take you to breakfast, Hermione," he said, still standing on the edge of the bathroom.

"I'm not ready to get out of bed yet," she said dreamily.

She closed her eyes, and heard him padding across the floor. "Hermione, if you don't get out, I'm going to have to get in," he said menacingly.

"Mmmmhmmm," she said nodding. She felt his weight on the edge of the bed. Then the covers were pulled back. She felt him shimmy in beside her and automatically curled up against him. "Mmmmmm."

"I really think you should get up, Hermione," he said, wrapping his arms around her, every piece of him hoping she wouldn't want to get up.

"No, you're comfortable," she murmured against his chest. Her breathing deepened again.

"Well if you won't wake up that way, how about this way?" he said leaning down to kiss her face repeatedly. When that didn't work, he began to kiss her mouth.

"Draco," she moaned against his mouth, kissing him back. Soon she was wide awake, this time he couldn't stop himself from deepening the kiss. Soon she was laying on top of him, and his hands were entangled in her hair.

"I thought we were going to take it slowly?" he asked pulling away from her.

"If I recall, Mr. Malfoy, you were the only one who wanted to take it slowly. I'm quite content with taking it hard and fast," she said, leaning down kissing his neck.

"Fuck it," he muttered and flipped her on to her back. He kissed her savagely, pulling her body closer to his. Her legs spread apart and wrapped around his waist. "This is your last chance to slow things down, Granger, after this, you're mine."

"I understand, although I'm not really sure that you know what you're getting into, Malfoy," she said pulling his face down to meet hers. Pretty soon, his T-shirt was laying on her bedroom floor, her hand stroking up and down his lean body. "You should just not wear a shirt from now on," she whispered as he was kissing her neck.

"You might just have to join me, my dear," he said as he pulled her shirt over her head. "Let me change that, you'll definitely have to join me." He stared down at her for a few moments, barely breathing. "How are you doing this to me, you clever, clever witch?"

"Magic," she moaned as she ground her hips into his. He groaned loudly. Before they knew it, they were laying naked in her bed, brushing their hands up and down each other's bodies. "Please, Draco, please I need you," she whimpered when he began kneading her breast.

"Oh I know, but I want to take my time," he said smirking at her sad little pout. "Now what is down here?" he asked inching his way down her stomach. When he reached her smooth mound, he grinned at her. "So wet, dear? Why ever could that be?"

"You do this to me," she barely concealing a moan when he brushed against her clit. "You should have seen me last ni- night!" she said her breath hitching when he pushed a finger into her.

"Why what happened last night?" he asked into her neck.

"You left me so needy and I couldn't stop thinking about us in that classroom and your kisses and oh Draco!" she breathed as he pushed a third finger and began pumping in and out.

After building her up, he stopped pumping and pulled out his fingers. When she whimpered at him, he began stroking her clit with his thumb, slowly inserting his fingers again. "What do you want, Hermione?" he said looking into her eyes. "Do you want to come? Do you want me to bring you over the edge?" she nodded frantically. "I think I need to hear you say it," he said, slowing his pace.

"I-I want you to make me come, Draco. I need to come so bad, you make me so- so- so- OH!" all of a sudden he brought her over the edge and kept going. Her body, pulsing with her orgasm.

When she'd finally come down, she looked at him dreamily. "You ready for more, dear?" he asked pulling himself above her. She nodded her head. When he slid into her, she made the most fantastic moan he'd ever heard. "Oh my god, you feel so good!" he groaned, as he pushed himself further into her. Just as her haze was starting to fade, she felt herself building up again. He pulled her face up to his and began kissing her ferociously.

She dug her nails into his back, "Faster, Draco, faster!" she moaned loudly. He obliged. Reaching his other hand down to her clit. She felt her orgasm coming upon her again. "I'm going to-to-to come!" and she did, falling over the edge of her orgasm, as she felt her muscles twitch over his penis, she felt and heard him come, yelling out her name.

He lay on top of her for a few seconds, before falling down next to her, very much exhausted. He pulled her over to him and laid her head upon his chest. Before she knew it, she felt his breath swallowing out and soon she joined him in dream world.