Love Me for Me.

Another hour passed before Hermione decided it was time to figure out what was going on with the Head Boy. Getting off of her bed, she letting out a deep breath and headed to her door. Grabbing the doorknob she stopped. What was she doing? Did she really care? It’s not time to second-guess yourself, Hermione. Nodding her head in determination, she opened the door quietly and slid into the hallway. Quickly she made her way as silently as possible to the other side of the hallway and stood in front of Draco’s door. During the morning it didn't look that threatening, now it looked like it was going to eat her whole. Taking a deep breath, she reached the doorknob. Instantly the door swung open and there stood a pissed off Draco. "My, my, what do we have here?" He mocked, leaning against the door frame.

Hermione just stood still, not sure how to react to the sudden appearance and the fact he stood in only his grey silk pajama pants. Swallowing back her fears and uncertainties, she straightened her back. "Our conversation from earlier has me…baffled." She blurted out surprised at her straightforwardness.
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Draco was taken back momentarily at her awkward statement. Crossing his arms, he looked her up and down then stepped into his room motioning for her to follow. Hermione hesitated for a second then followed behind him. His room was a surprise to her, she had thought there would be Dark Arts book, torture devices, or just a dungeon looking room. Instead she was surrounded by rich mahogany furniture with a giant canopy bed, which had green and black bedding. Once a Slytherin, always a Slytherin. She let out a smile laugh, but hid it under a cough when Draco turned around and raised an eyebrow at her. Shaking his head, he sat down on his bed. "Take a seat." He told her, leaning back on his hands, winking at her. "By the way love the Slytherin colors on you."

Blushing, Hermione looked down and realized that she was wearing the Slytherin colors. And no one mentioned it. Sighing, she took a seat on the only place available: the bed next to a half naked Draco. "So what in our ‘conversation’ baffled you," he asked, closing his eyes.

"Why do you care if I kiss Harry?" She blurted out again, proud that she was not letting him have the upper hand.

"Why do you care if I care?" He asked back, not phased by the question at all.

Hermione was taken back by his question. This was something she hadn't expected when she walked out of her room. Why did she care? For the first time ever, Hermione Granger, Know-It-All, was at a loss of words.
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Snapping her mouth close, she looked away from Draco. What was she suppose to say? All her thoughts rushed to when he had her pinned against the wall, his hips rubbing against hers. The same feeling she had when Harry was kissing her re-emerged during that ‘conversation’. Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself down but it as too late. "Are you turned on by me?" Came Draco’s amuzed voice from behind her.

"What gave you that idea, you perverted prat!" She exclaimed in shock that that was the truth.

Hermione jumped off the bed and ran to the door, but Draco was quicker and grabbed his wand, muttering a locked charm at the door. She grabbed the doorknob and tried to open the door, but it was no use. Turning around, she glared at Draco who was walked towards her. Placing one hand on the door, she put the other one on his bare chest, once he was close enough and tried to keep him away. But once again he over powered her and pinned her to the door. He grabbed her hands and held them over her head with one hand. Bending down so that he could whisper in her ear. "Do you enjoy this?" He asked, grinding his hips against her.

A moan escaped her parted lips before she knew what she was doing. Hearing the moan, Draco smirked at her angered face. Leaning down, he kissed her neck. Hermione tilted her head to the side, giving him better access as her mind drifted away. She tried to collect her thoughts and realize how wrong this was, but just could seem to grasp anything. Letting out another moan, she ground herself against him. Draco pulled back from her neck with smirk on his lips. Leaning forward again, he captured her lips in a passionate kiss and grabbing her waist with both hands. Hermione happily returned it, wrapping her now freed hands around his neck. Lifting her up, Draco carried her to his bed and sat her down on the edge. Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her, then was shocked back into reality slightly when she felt the bed underneath her. Draco leaned his forehead against hers, using all his will power not to just take her. "I need to know why you care that I care." He stated, his eyes closed ready for any answer.

Hermione closed her own eyes to gather her thoughts and give him an honest answer. An honest answer that surprised even her. "Cause I care about you." She whispered to him under her breathe.

Draco's eye shot open, extremely surprised by the answer. His heart jumped for joy as he re-captured her lips in another passionate kiss. Moving her farther on to his bed, he laid her down and let his eyes wander up and down her heaving body. Taking a deep breathe, he un-buttoned her t-shirt and slid it off her then removed her cami. His breathe caught in his throat at the sight of her, in his opinion she looked perfect in her disheveled state. Her hands grabbed the hem of his shirt and lifted it over his head, best she could. Smiling at him, she nervously went to untie his pajama pants but he stopped her. Getting off of her, he untied them himself and stepped out of them then turned his attention to her jeans, which was the only thing between the two of them. Returning to the bed, he leaned down and kissed her, while his fingers expertly unzipped her jeans. Bending down, he rained kisses down her leg while removing her jeans and exposing the rest of her body to his hungry eyes.

Hermione moaned as Draco make his way down her leg, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake. Sneaking a peak, Draco smirked at the sight of Hermione enjoying his ministrations so much. Bending back down, he kissed her inner thigh and heard Hermione gasp. That's right Granger, I'm gonna make you scream. His lips traveled from her thigh to the sweet spot between her legs and breathed in her smell. Moving her thong to the side, Draco slid his tongue along the top of her fold and received a moan from Hermione. Encouraged by the sound, he pushed his tongue past her folds and into her warm, awaiting pussy.

Hermione's eyes widened as Draco's tongue entered her and started to move around. Gripping the sheet beneath her, she let out a strangled moan and arched her back. Draco placed his hands on her hips and continued to suck and lick her wet folds. "Please Draco..." She panted through moans.

Removing his mouth from her pussy, he traveled back up her body. "Please what Granger?" He taunted her, his lips inches away from hers.

Sick and tired of his teasing, her arms snaked up and wrapped around his neck."Just take me." She pleaded looking straight into his eyes.