Closer

Title: Closer
Rating: R-ish… next chapter will be red hot though ;) I know you guys are looking forward to that.
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Draco watched Hermione from behind a two stacks of books situated in such a way that he could just see between them. He watched her eyes flying back and forth over sentences and paragraphs. He bit his bottom lip as she flung her long hair over her shoulder and out of the way. She closed her eyes for a moment and craned her neck to the side and rubbed it lightly with her hand. Her neck had been so sore from looming over books all day and Draco knew that he could make that pain go away.

“Enough fun and games” Draco thought to himself. It was so unlike him to loom behind books and study women from afar. He was the sort who took action and got what he desired.

He casually slipped out of him clever little hiding place and thought it was a great idea… until he realized he really couldn’t think of anything to say to her. She hadn’t bothered to look up at him and he hardly thought she recognized his presence. He cleared his throat, quickly snatched up his Potions homework and strode over to where she was sitting.

“Granger…” he began, looking at her with his usual smug face and devilishly deceiving eyes. She turned to him with raised eyebrow and a less then pleased-to-see-him look.

“I thought maybe you could help me out with this” he said gesturing towards him pile of homework. A coy smile on his face.

“If you’re anything like the other boys in the class, you can forget it, I’m not going to do your work for you” she replied, her attention fully on her work and her eyes not bothering to look in his direction.

Draco was ready with a quick retort, but bit his tongue and smiled. “Wouldn’t dream of it…” he said. He couldn’t keep his expression from turning cold and heartless, it was his nature… yet he had approached her with certain intentions, and he intended to see them through.

“I just hoped that you’d explain to me how this Potion is suppose to work” he smiled, seating himself without being invited to do so.

Hermione stared at him with disbelief and anger across her face. She looked towards his workload and saw the scribbles and scratches all over the parchment… little did she know he was doodling on his parchment while he was watching her.

“It’s a simple potion really…” she began… she could hardly believe that she was helping him, but she wasn’t the sort of cold-hearted person he was. She looked at him while his eyes were on the notes she was gesturing to and saw a sincere look on his face that she had never seen before.

“You know what Granger… we should move this little study session elsewhere… somewhere more comfortable” Draco smiled. While his intentions to him were clear, Hermione was completely oblivious and thought he was making fun of her.

“You’re a rat you know that!” she said coolly, trying not to raise her voice and disturb the rest of the library.

“C’mon Granger, I’m not as cruel as you think I am” he smiled again and stood up. He stared at her and waited for her to stand too. She looked around and thought about how big of a mistake this was and how humiliated she was going to be when she found out what practical joke he had in store for her. But for some reason she couldn’t stop herself from getting to her feet and gathering her books.


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She followed Draco sort of half-heartedly and was quite curious as to where he was leading her. Before she realized where he was going, she found herself in the Slytherin Common Room.
“What are we doing here?” Hermione asked as the Slytherin eyed her suspiciously. She could feel her face turning red and hung her head so her hair fell in front of her face to hide it.

“C’mon, almost there” Draco replied as he lead her up the stairs towards his dorm. His mind reeled over and over of what a pleasurable experience this would turn out to be.

When they reached his dorm, Draco threw his books onto the floor and lounged on his bed. He lay on his side with his head propped up by his arm. He smiled at Granger with lustful eyes and wicked intentions. His smile turned into more of a seductive grin as he gestured for her to come closer.

“Oh you are truly unbelievable!” Hermione said angrily. She turned her back to him and started to exit the room.

Draco leapt off the bed and darted after her. She hadn’t even reached the doorway by the time he grabbed her arm.

“Don’t touch me!” She threatened. The flush in her face was no longer from embarrassment, but anger. Her fist clenched at her sides and her teeth clamped together.

Draco looked her dead in the eyes for a moment and held her shoulder firm towards himself. Her eyes had welled up and they sparkled before him. Before he could stop himself he kissed her roughly, pulling her head towards his and locking his lips onto hers. Her mouth was soft and delicate, almost untouched and completely stunning. The softness against her hard face made him harden slightly against her leg.

“What are you playing at?” She demanded as she flung herself away from him, freeing herself from his gasp.

He took a step towards her again, “Granger, something in me has been craving you… I’m not sure what it is, but you’re all I think about… you’re all I want.” His eyes looked sincere, but there was something in him she just couldn’t trust.

“What about Pans…” Hermione began in protest.

“Oh Pansy wouldn’t know what to do with a dick if she had one herself!” He retorted firmly. He grabbed her by the shoulders again, lightly this time and looked her in the eyes.

“Why are you denying me? Pushing me away? What else do you have to satisfy your urges and desires? Harry and Ron couldn’t please one woman between to the two of them. You sit day after day reading your books, studying your spells, but you want more then that, don’t you? You hear the others girls talking about the great sex they’ve had, and all you can do is think to yourself about how much you’d love to join in and talk with them. You have no friends to talk to about this… they’ve all done it already. Use me, use me to join into their little circle. Take out all that anger, all that lust and demanding out on me, I can take it. Use me…” Draco words poured into Hermione’s ear and flooded her senses. The tears flowed down her cheeks and her heart knew that what he was saying was true.

He lifted her chin up to meet his eyes. She looked at the cold pale being she had for so long hated, yet knew more about her then either of her male companions. Her eyes locked onto his.

“Use me…” he whispered once more.

With a twist of her body, Hermione flung Draco’s limber body onto his bunk and nearly pounced on him, forcing him down. There was only one thing on her mind now…