Fine line between love and hate

Sorry it took so long! I have exams at the moment! ENJOY!!

Chapter 18

Harry and Ron

Hermione began to stir as she felt the shaft of early morning sunlight hit her face as it crept through the hole where the dark heavy curtains met, that hung up on Draco’s windows providing darkness in his room when it was shining outside. Sleepily Hermione began to open her eyes to be greeted by the sight of a sleeping Draco next to her. She could see his face from the soft candle light that was still creating a soft illumination in his room. Closing her eyes, she reminisced of the events of last night. Draco’s birthday, coming back to his room, making love and the wonderful bubble they had shared after they had made love for the first time. Opening her eyes she let herself study Draco in the candle light, gently she let her finger trace over his perfect features. Gently, she grazed her finger over his high cheekbones, then across his firm jaw then across to his eyelashes to perfect nose then to his beautiful lips. Giggling to herself Hermione snuggled deeper into her boyfriend’s warmth.

Draco woke the second Hermione’s fingers began to trace the different contours of his face. Slowly he opened her eyes and pulled her closer, Hermione gave a content sigh and as he bend down and placed a soft kiss upon the soft flesh of her shoulders.

“Good morning sweets,” Draco whispered before kissing her head, Hermione slightly pulled away and looked up into her beautiful grey eyes and gave him a sweet smile.

“Good morning Dray.” She whispered before her hand snaked up to run through his sleep tousled hair and pulled him down for a morning kiss.

Draco gave a groan in satisfaction as he slipped his tongue into Hermione’s warm, wet mouth. Reluctantly Draco pulled away and looked at the soft rose petals that littered his floor and the dozens of candles around his room.

“We need to clean this up,” He said before looking back at her, Hermione smiled.

“Simply done.” Hermione whispered as she reached for her wand on Draco’s bedside table and flicked her wand. The petals instantly disappearing and the candles also vanishing, Hermione smirked as she looked back at Draco.

“My cleaver little Gryffindor.” Her murmured before laying a hot kiss upon her awaiting lips.

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It was around 9 am when Hermione and Draco sauntered down to the Great Hall for some well deserved breakfast. The couple walked hand in hand straight to the Slytherin table, ignoring of all the pointed glares and stares they were receiving.

Ginny watched as Hermione and Draco walked towards the Slytherin table as they had done for the past weeks.

“So when do you think he will break up with her?” Lavender said to Ginny. Ginny turned her attention to Lavender and shrugged her shoulders.

“I never knew Hermione could be such as slag, I mean she gave up her best friends , for Malfoy. I mean how hypocritical can you be. Saying all these years that the Malfoy was an arrogant pig, and that she wouldn’t touch him even if he was the last boy on earth; and then she goes and shacks up with him.” Lavender said as she turned her attention back to Hermione sitting at the Slytherin table.

Ginny frowned at Lavender said, then turned her gaze to her plate filled food. Was Lavender right? Ginny asked herself Was Hermione really a hypocrite for getting with Malfoy?
Ginny decided she would sort all this out with Hermione later, when she was not with Malfoy.

“So, how was last night?” Pansy whispered to Hermione. Hermione gave a quick look around to see if anyone was around before answering

“It was wonderful, thanks Pansy I really appreciate all the help you gave me. I don’t know what I would do without you, I mean I had no idea what lingerie to wear,” Hermione confessed, her cheeks turning pink. Pansy gave a soft laugh before giving her a smile.

“Anytime, but I was wondering if you could do me a favour…..” Pansy trailed off, losing her nerve at the last minute. Hermione frowned at Pansy’s nervousness.

“What is it?” Hermione asked quietly. Pansy shook her head, losing her nerve.

“Come on Pans,” Hermione begged, Pansy stubbornly shook her head, not wanting to ask Hermione.

“Please???” Hermione begged, Pansy looked up and saw Hermione’s puppy dog eyes and gave in.

“Okay, fine.” Pansy said and leaned over to whisper it to Hermione.

“IwantyoutosetmeuponadatewithPotter.” Pansy said quickly, Hermione pulled away confused.

“I have no idea what you just said.” Hermione said still confused, Pansy took a deep breath and leaned over to Hermione.

“I said, I want you to set me up on a date with Potter.” Pansy said, her pale cheeks flushing pink in embarrassment. Hermione pulled away and gave the Slytherin girl a smile.

“Really?” She asked, Pansy gave a short nod.

“Okay, how about I make you a deal. When I am, lets’ say more friendly terms with Harry; I’ll see what I can do. Yeah?” Hermione offered, Pansy gave her a shy smile before nodding.

“Deal.” Pansy said holding out her hand, Hermione took Pansy hand and shook it, sealing the deal.

“What are you two girls gossiping about?” Draco said from beside Hermione, Pansy and Hermione turned their attention to the blond boy.

“Nothing to worry your pretty little head about Dray,” Hermione said before placing a loving kiss on his cheek before taking another bite of her toast, and giving him an innocent smile.


Draco gave them a suspicious look before turning his attention back to Blaise.

“What do you think them two are up to?” Draco said, tilting his head indicating Hermione and Pansy. Blaise looked at the two girls who were in deep conversation and shrugged his shoulder before answering.

“Gangers probably telling Parkinson how bad you were in bed last night.” He said before chuckling, Draco gave him a scowl before turning his attention to a now cold piece of bacon. But then turned to Blaise again.

“Do you really think that’s what Hermione’s telling Parkinson?” Draco said unsure of himself. Blaise let out a chuckle at seeing the infamous arrogant Draco Malfoy now insecure of himself.

“Calm down, no man I was only joking.” Blaise said, Draco took a deep breath then turned his attention back to his cold breakfast.

“You sure?” He asked, Blaise just shook his head.

“I’m sure Draco.” Blaise said before giving his friend a reassuring slap on the back before getting out of his seat to head out of the Great Hall. Draco watched as Blaise walked out the Great Hall, and then turned his attention to his girlfriend who was sitting to his right.

“Hey,” He said, Hermione turned her head to him and gave him a smile, before giving him a sweet kiss.

“Hey Dray, are we going to head to potions? ‘Cause if we don’t Snapes’ going to kill us.” She said as she stood up and grabbed the pile of books which were beside her.

Draco stood and grabbed his books before grabbing her hand and heading to a double period of potions with Snape.

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Hermione swatted Draco’s hand as it continued to travel up her short skirt. Draco gave her a smirk before drawing aimless patterns on the smooth skin of her inner thighs.

Hermione took a deep breath as she tried to ignore Draco’s administrations and concentrate on what Snape was saying at the front of the class. Hermione shot a look at Draco warning him not to continue, Draco gave her a smirk before leaning in slightly to whisper into her ear.

“Are you still sore?” He asked before giving her one of his legendary smirks. Hermione gave a small smile before nodding, informing him that she was no longer sore from last nights ministrations. Draco gave a smile before his fingers raised to play with the waistband of her smooth silk knickers before dipping into then to play with her wet core.

He heard Hermione’s breath hitch as she felt his skilled fingers begin to play with her. Draco, acting totally normal, kept his attention to Snape as he continued to talk about some potion, whilst his long nimble fingers began to play with Hermione. He could feel Hermione getting more turned on as he gently pushed one finger into her sopping heat, she was getting wetter by the second. He felt Hermione’s fingers dig into his arm as he continued his torture on her.

Smirking he gently pushed a second finger inside her, he felt her muscles clench to accommodate his fingers. Slowly he pushed his fingers in and out of her as his thumb lazily made small circles on her clit. He turned his gaze to Hermione and smiled triumphantly. Her fingers were now gripping the wooden table that was in front of them so tightly that her knuckles were white, and she was biting her lips so hard he could see blood. Draco felt Hermione try to shift, trying to dislodge his fingers some how but failed when Draco plunged his fingers into her as deep as he could. Hermione gave a small whimper and moan as Draco began thrusting his fingers into her faster and faster whilst rubbing her nub roughly.

Draco knew she was close, he could feel her inner muscles pulling and sucking his finger into her deeper and tighter. It was when Hermione suddenly grabbed his arm, her nails biting into the soft flesh, and a small moan erupting out of her mouth that he knew she was on the brink. Determined to make her cum, Draco gave her nub a tight pinch and that was when he felt her cum. Her muscles tightened painfully around his fingers, soft groans of pleasure were coming from her mouth, her brown cinnamon eyes now bright and sparkling as she was given release. Hermione slumped forward as she fell into euphoria as she came. When Hermione slowly came back to earth, she looked into Draco’s grey stormy eyes, which had now darkened with lust and desire and gave him a dazed smile.

“Miss Granger!” Snape shouted from the front of the class, all eyes were now on Draco and Hermione who were currently sitting at the back of the class room. Hermione’s eyes widened as all eyes were on her.

“PAY ATTENTION!!” Snape shouted before going back to what he was writing on the black board. Hermione scowled at the remainder of people who was still staring at her, then turned her attention back to Draco who was grinning. He then pulled his wet hand away from her and placed his two fingers which were covered in Hermione cum into his mouth and sucked them until there was no more of her honey left on his fingers. He gave her small groan of pleasure as he felt Hermione womanly essences travel down his throat. Slowly he leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before whispering erotically into her ear, “that was the best thing I have ever tasted.” Hermione began to blush as she heard the words leave Draco’s mouth, and vowed to have her revenge later on.


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It had now come to the end of the day for both Hermione and Draco; they hurriedly made their way to the Head Common room. Draco scooped Hermione up into his arms as he said the password before proceeding inside and shutting the portrait with his foot with Hermione still in his arms.

“You are so bad,” Hermione whispered as she giggled, Draco gave her one of his legendary smirks before heading straight to his bedroom.

“I can’t believe you did that to me in potions! With all our classmates all around us!” Hermione yelled at him. Draco ignored her rant and continued to make his way up the stairs with Hermione in his arms. Once he got to his bedroom, he headed straight to the bed and dumped Hermione onto the silk sheets. Hermione gave him a frown before getting up from the bed and giving him a seductive smile.

“Draco..” She drawled whilst pulling off her robes and dropping them to the floor to reveal her tight white shirt which was unbuttoned to the V of her breast and her red and gold tie hanging loosely around her neck. Something came out of Draco as he saw Hermione there ready and willing for him.

Stepping back from her, into the shadows of the room, he left her standing under the moon light that filtered through his room. She could see the angles of his face harden with desire, those eyes watching her with a hunger that had been waiting to be sated.

“Take it off,” his demanded in a husky growl. Hermione looked around seeing that his curtains were still open.

“Here?” Was that breathless squeak her? She heard his low chuckle; it was dark and erotic and made her nipples tighten against the silk bra she wore.

“You look so sexy in that uniform but if you want something to wear tomorrow, you should take it off, not me.” He warned her.

It made her flush with happiness. He thought she was beautiful. She had heard those words before, mostly from Ron and Harry, but she knew they only thought of her as a sister, but Draco had to know how much she wanted him. There was no need for pretty words or compliments. Draco saying she was beautiful meant he believed she was beautiful, giving her all the confidence she needed to do as he commanded.

Hermione reached up and began unbuttoning the front of the white oxford shirt first pulling off the tie. Grabbing the open collar and pulled it off her shoulders, baring her skin one slow inch at a time. The sleeves slid off her arms and fall to the floor. She then unzipped the grey skirt she was wearing and let it pool at her ankles.

“Son of a fucking bitch,” he muttered and a smile curved her lips.

Wearing nothing but the black silk demi bra that barely covered her lush breasts, the ribbon thin straps of it’s matching thong and high stiletto shoes, Hermione tilted her head, ran her fingers through her hair, allowing the curls to fall over on one bare shoulder. She could feel his eyes on her, watching as her fingers trailed along the side of her neck, down her chest, between the valley of her breasts. She trailed her fingers across the satiny cleavage, heard his breath catch and felt more powerful than she had ever in her life. Arching her back slightly, her hand moved down her stomach, to trace the curve of her pelvis, her hip, as she offered him herself to him.

“Draco?”

“Take it off,” he moaned, “The bra. Take it off, I want to see you.” Hermione reached up and deftly unsnapped the front closure, her breasts bouncing slightly as she freed them, nipples taut with anticipation.

“Now that is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” Draco moaned

He stepped from the shadows, yanked his shirt off and tossed it aside, the Slytherin tie gone long ago.

“You standing there, bare, just for me.” His body was the most magnificent thing she’d ever seen. She thought he looked like a pagan god the night she met him and the body he was revealing did nothing but confirm that belief.

Power. It ripped through every tight lean muscle chiselled in his stomach. It stretched through the breadth of his chest, the dips and curves of his biceps, his forearms, down to his hands.

Oh, those damned hands.

“My Hermione. I’m going to feast on every delectable inch of you.” He reached up and traced the line of her jaw, “Should I start here?” Moved slowly to her mouth, “Lick.” He insisted and she touched the tip of her tongue to his thumb so he could trail it across her lower lip. Then he sucked it, as if he could taste her.

His smooth chest rubbed slightly against her, purposely teasing her nipples to tight sensitive points. The smooth silk material of his Italian made slacks gently grazed her bare skin, sending trembling arousal racing through her blood. “Maybe I should start here.” His eyes deepened with heat and her breath caught on a gasp. When he reached out, she thought he was going to pull her closer, but his hand went to her hip. He tugged lightly on her panties, released it and trailed his large hand to cup her ass. “Or maybe I should start here.”

“I don’t care,” she whispered. At this point, all she wanted was for him to end this torture and take her.

“I’ll have it all Hermione,” he stepped back, kicked off his shoes and unfastened his slacks pushing them away, holding her gaze captive as he stripped away all of his clothes. Finally, he was standing before her, the proof of his arousal erect and inspiring all kinds of wicked thoughts. “That mouth,” he moved closer like a hunter stalking his prey, “Those beautiful breasts. That arse and,” he reached out and trailed a finger across the crotch of her panties and closed his eyes with a moan, “This tight wet clit.”

She watched him lower his head slowly, stopping mere inches from her mouth, “Mine to suck until you scream.” His mouth covered hers hungrily and she was lost.


Pleasure shot through his head like a burst of alchemy. Hunger blanked his mind to everything but the feel of his woman in his arms. There was so much energy flowing through his body he was unable to control it. He felt her tongue slid into his mouth, tangle with his, leaving the taste of her sweetness and a groan rumbled deep in his chest. Damn, her skin, it was silk against his. She sucked his lower lip into her mouth, her teeth nipping it lightly. Their kiss was deep, and carnal, and so very wild.


Draco broke the kiss and Hermione whimpered in protest. “Draco,” she called to him hungrily, looking down in surprise as he dropped to his knees.

“As sexy as these shoes are,” he gently pulled one off and she braced her hands on his shoulders as he slipped it off. “I want to feel all of you wrapped around me.” He removed the other and trailed his hands up her calves, her thighs to grasp the ribbon of her panties. “You smell so good,” he closed his eyes and rubbed his face across her inner thighs, “Like magic.” His right hand snapped the thong as the left dragged it off.

Hermione felt his fingers part the slick folds of skin between his two fingers and give her clit one slow long lick. Ecstasy burst through her making her moan loudly. The sensations he was creating as he licked and sucked were so powerful that she could do nothing but grasp his head and quiver. “Draco I can’t,” she’d never come standing up, didn’t know if she could, but as he pushed one finger, then another inside her, she forgot to worry.

“Yes you can Hermione,” he murmured in a voice dark and wicked, “Come for me,” his fingers slid inside her in a slow aching rhythm that matched the soft lick of his tongue.

“Please,” she begged feeling something powerful building inside her, more intense than anything she had ever known. “Draco, please.”

He murmured something softly just before his mouth closed around her clit and sucked and she shrieked as the orgasm rolled through her in a dark pulsing wave.


Limp and boneless, she felt him sweep her into his arms, carrying her to the queen-sized bed that stood against the wall. The next thing she knew, he had laid her across the edge on her knees. He ran his hand down her back before he leaned over to nip her shoulder sharply. Instinctively she arched, making him groan with pleasure.

“Need to be in you,” his voice trembled with his desire. He wrapped a hand around her waist, lifting her up so that she could feel every muscle strain in his chest. The thick length of his cock sliding over her ass and she purred eagerly. She felt him position himself so that the velvet tip of his erection slid inside her wet feminine core. A tease for them both because she felt a violent tremor go through his body.

“Damn you’re so wet.” He reached up and cupped her breast, his other hand holding her hips steady so that she couldn’t move, rotating his hips slightly so that he could slide in just a little bit more. “Tight.” His fingers pinched her nipple and pleasure spread through her. She could feel the build of another orgasm and reached eagerly for it. “So wonderful.” He surged forward until he was filling her.


He wasn’t going to last long, not if she continued to pulse around his aching cock like this. He leaned her over on the bed, slid out of her slick heat and surged forward making them both moan with pleasure. She needed to know that this was more than he could have ever imagined. His hands grasping her hips he began to stroke. Each thrust deeper, harder, making his head swim as she clamped tighter and tighter as her orgasm built.

Draco was murmuring to her, maybe it was the intense erotic pleasure pushing her toward another release, but the only thing she could understand was her name. He leaned forward, she could feel his heart racing in his chest as he moved deep inside her. He touched his finger to her clit just as his mouth closed on her neck. She felt him stiffen with a broken moan and his sharp bite shot them both to climax.

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Draco woke to find Hermione still asleep in his arms; taking a quick look at the clock he could see it was 9.55 pm. Slowly slipping out of bed, making sure he didn’t wake Hermione he grabbed a pair of black jeans and a white T-Shirt and pulled them on. He looked over to the bed when he saw Hermione begin to stir.

“Hey sweet, I’m just going out for a bit. I’ll be back, go back to sleep.” He said before placing a loving kiss onto her forehead. Hermione gave him a soft moan before turning around and burrowing deeper into the covers.

Sighing he walked out of the room and headed down the stairs to the common room to grab his trainers. Stuffing them on he headed out the Head dorm and headed towards the Gryffindor tower to talk to Harry and Ron. Finally he approached the tower and looked at the portrait of the Fat Lady.

“And what can I do for you?” She asked, Draco looked at her and took a deep breath.

“Umm I want to talk to Pottey- Umm Harry Potter and Ron Weasley,” Draco answered. The Fat Lady took a deep breath before contemplating what to do.

“Well I could let you in, but I really shouldn’t. I mean you aren’t in the Gryffindor house and you don’t have the password..”

“Please, I really need to talk to them, it’s about the Head Girl.” Draco said, the Fat Lady took another long look before answering.

“Oh, okay I suppose I could let you in since you are Head Boy, but make sure you don’t wake the others.” She warned him, Draco nodded and thanked her before heading into the Gryffindor common room.

It was Ginny who spotted Malfoy first.

“What are you doin’ in here?” She said getting up from the couch, both Harry and Ron looked at Draco as he walked in. Draco looked at the trio before holding up his hands.

“I just want to talk. To both of you,” He said before walking towards them.
Ron gave a snort, before answering.

“Piss off Malfoy. We don’t want to talk to you, about anything.”

Draco had to grit his teeth and bite his tongue in order not to retaliate to his comment.

“Look, can we talk. Its about Hermione. Please? ” Draco asked, Harry frowned. It was very unusual for a Slytherin to say please. Harry nodded and gave a pointed glare at Ron.

“Can we talk some where more private?” Draco said before looking around the common room.

“Gin, can you go to your room?” Harry said, Ginny looked like she was about to say something but stopped when she saw Harry’s face. Nodding she walked up to her room to leave the boys to their ‘talk’.

“What do you want Malfoy?” Harry said his voice full of anger.

“I’m here to make amends. I want Hermione happy and at the moment she is, with me anyway. But as much as it pains me to say this she misses you as well. And as much as I hate to say this, I want us to call a truce, for Hermione sake?” Draco said.

“No fucking way! Fuck off you tosser. You can’t come around here, claiming you want to call a truce between us just because of ‘Mione.” Ron yelled at him. Draco’s eyes turned a dark grey as anger began to boil within him.

“I love her Weasley and there is nothing you can do about it. Get over it you prick, I’m gunna be in Hermione’s life whether you like it or not!” Draco said furiously. Ron was turning redder and redder but the second, he took a step forward but was held off by Harry. Draco laughed at Ron in amusement as he looked at his jaw where a current circular shape scar was, Draco remembered that when he saw Ron punching Hermione he had punched Ron so hard the ring that Hermione had given to him as a present for Christmas had cut into his jaw and had caused it to gush out with blood.

“Tut tut Weasley, you should think before you use violence. At least I can say that I’ve never punched a girl, never mind my best friend. But I couldn’t say the same for you, could I Weasley?” Draco gave the red head a smirk as he saw Ron getting even angrier.

“You don’t love her, she just some whore to you!!” Ron yelled back, Draco’s eyes suddenly turned a dark shade of grey almost a light black. He stalked straight towards Ron and pulled him from Harry’ grip, furiously he pushed him up against a wall, knocking off a painting that was hanging on the wall.

“Don’t you ever, ever call Hermione that. If you say that again Weasley, I promise you, you will live to regret it.” Draco spoke so dangerously low that Ron was shivering in fear, Draco tightened his told on Ron’s neck. Ron took a deep gulp and nodded. Draco gave a dark smile before letting go of his neck and walking away.

“Good.” He said as he made his way towards Harry. He walked in front of Harry and looked him in the eye before talking.

“I love her, and will never hurt her I promise, but her not having you as a friend any more is tearing her apart. You know Potter, it was my birthday yesterday and do you know what she did for me? She threw me a surprise birthday party with all the Slytherins’. Do you know how hard it was for me to see her all alone, with no one to talk to? To see her shunned from the people who were supposed to be her friends because of me? Well I’ll tell you, it ripped my heart apart, and I never want to see Hermione go through that pain again.” Draco declared, Harry gave the blond boy a surprised look when he heard Draco’s speech.

“Yeah, like you have a heart!” Ron snorted before crossing his arms over his chest and looking away. Draco chose to ignore him and look at Harry.

“Damn Potter, I hate this as much as you do, but its not for us, its for Hermione. Jesus Christ, get you head out your arse and make up with her. Its not her fault she fell in love with me!” Draco suddenly burst out.

“Okay, for Hermione.” Harry said quietly, Draco looked up surprised.

“Really?” He said suspiciously, Harry took a deep breath and looked at Draco.

“For Hermione. But you hurt her ferret and I will personally come after you a gun and kill you myself.” Harry said, Draco looked at him confused.

“What’s a gun?” He said, Harry just gave him a small smile before holding out his hand, Draco looked at the hand that was offered and shook it.

“I promise never to hurt her.” Draco vowed before pulling his hand away.

“This doesn’t mean we’re friends!” Harry said as Draco walked out of the common room.

“Wouldn’t dream of it Potty!” He said smirking as he walked out of the Gryffindor tower and headed towards the Head dorm, where a warm Hermione was waiting for him in bed.

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Jayna
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