Unrequited

Don\'t own any of it except the plot. And yes, smut will be forthcoming, but not in this chapter.
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I woke up that next morning with a huge bruise on my leg. Damn her. But the kiss was well worth the price. Now I know that I had to possess her. Mudblood or not, she was going to be mine. Oh yes, she will be mine. I restrained myself from doing an evil chuckle because that would\'ve been entirely too over the top and that is what a Malfoy never is. A quick tap of the wand against the knee and I was feeling fine. Now, onto the hunt.

After making sure I looked absolutely impeccable, I went down to the Great Hall. I saw many an admiring glance come my way and I preened, I do admit. But my prey was nowhere to be found. Probably hiding away somewhere pining for stupid Weasley who sat at Gryffindor being shunned by everyone and looking miserable. Serves him right. We Malfoys may be a lot of despicable things, but unfaithful isn\'t one of them. No girl could ever say that I was unfaithful to her because I never was faithful to any of them.

Besides, it would be an effective way to get Pansy off of my knickers. It\'s like she\'d been permanently attached to them ever since fourth year. Pathetic, really. Little did I know that Granger had been entertaining similar thoughts.

I finished up my breakfast and then went off in search of her. It didn\'t take long. I found her in the library huddled up in a corner of the Restricted Section reading some Muggle magazine. The pictures didn\'t even move. On the cover was a picture of some skinny bird in some sexy pose. She really was quite hot. Below the title was the caption \"How To Get Over Your Man In 30 Days.\" Intriguing. Here\'s hoping that shagging someone you despise is at the top of the list.

Granger looked up when I leaned against the dusty shelves. She set aside her reading material and sized me up. And with a sniff, she got up brushed past me like I wasn\'t worth her time.

I hate that.

I grabbed her upper arm and pulled her back into the alcove. \"Where do you think you\'re going?\"

\"Do you hear this? Do you want me to turn it up?\" She flicked me off. How charming. Wearing her down is going to be so much fun.

\"How vulgar. Then again, what else should I have expected from the likes of you.\"

\"What do you *want* Malfoy? Or are you here to just waste my time?\" That snotty tone of hers, that smirking indifference made something in me snap.

Yes, yes, my friends...I kissed her again. This time when I sent my tongue into her mouth, she didn\'t kick me. Thank Merlin for that. Seemingly she liked it. She snaked her hands around my back, running them down to capture my bum in her small hands. Totally unexpected move there. I almost broke the kiss in my surprise except that she sent her tongue into my mouth, taking control of the kiss. Woah.

Ok...now she has me backed against a shelf and while I wouldn\'t ordinarily protest, it\'s usually me who does the conquering, not the other way around. I pulled away slightly, giving her an odd look. She only sneered at me.

\"If that isn\'t what you want, Malfoy, I suggest you run along now like a good boy.\" And with that she left the alcove with me staring after her bewildered.

I sat down in the chair she so recently vacated. After a bit of thought, I\'d come to the conclusion that she had attempted to put me off by becoming the predator instead of the sweetly lurking prey. Oh ho. So that is how it is, is it? Why...that\'s delicious, simply delicious.