Let the Bad Parts In

Author's Note: Thanks to all that reviewed! So here is the chapter that we've all been waiting for. The ice breaker, so to speak. Hope you all enjoy. I know Draco and Hermione did! -wink-


Let the Bad Parts In
Chapter Five: Fire Whiskey Passions


As the days pasted by after Hermione's make over she noticed that there were certain perks to being 'beautiful'. People that she didn't know talked to her, no one gave her unkind looks when she answered every question in class, and people actually noticed her, especially the boys. Another one of the benefits of being considered attractive was something called 'dating'.

So far she had been asked on five dates. Of course she turned them down, N.E.W.T's was coming up in seven months and she had barely gotten any studying done. She also didn't feel a 'connection' with any of the boys. They seemed so childish, immature, and it didn't help that they talked to her chest more than to her face. Then Terry Boot asked her out. She at first was going to say no because she heard that he was a huge player, but he was just so nice and sincere that she just couldn't refuse!

It was now a chilly, but sunny, Saturday morning and Hermione was just putting on the final touches to her make up. Terry and her planned to make their date into a day long experience. They were first going to watch the Slytherin vs. Gryffindor game (also the first game of the season), then spend the rest of the day at Hogsmeade.

Hermione was wearing a pair of plain tight jeans, black boots with a formfitting beige sweater. She checked herself in the mirror before prancing down the stairs. She couldn't keep the smile of her face as she made her way downstairs.

As she came down the stairs she ran into Malfoy, who was already adorn in his green Quidditch robes. "Good morning Malfoy!" she said in a sing song voice as she passed him.

"Well someone's in a cheerful mood this morning." He mumbled as he tried to button one of his clasps on the robe.

"Mmhmm…what time is it?" she asked as she checked her hair and outfit again in the mirror hanging on the wall.

"Um…almost ten, I think." He answered nonchalant, still trying to get his clasp to work.

"Oh, I'm going to be late!" She exclaimed as she ran past him and picked up her wand, cloak, and scarf. She stopped in front of him, hanging her cloak and scarf on her arm. She reached up and fixed his clasp for him. Then she stood on her toes and kissed his cheek. "Good luck today!" she said as she ran out the door, leaving a stunned, shocked and slightly scared Slytherin behind her.

The game went by quickly. Gryffindor won 290 to 180 and Harry caught the snitch within thirty five minutes. Hermione wondered how Malfoy was handling the defeat. She quickly forgot about the Head Boy when Terry asked her if she wanted to go to Hogsmeade.

They spent the early evening shopping and eating a few sweets from Honeydukes. They went to the shrieking shack and talked about the history of the building. Surprisingly Terry was extremely intelligent and could hold a decent conversation. After walking around they went to the Hogshead for dinner (now that they were 17 they could legally eat there. They just couldn't drink because they were in school). Over dinner they talked about their families, what they want to do once they get out of school, N.E.W.T's, and a little about the war. He asked her how it was like to room with a Slytherin and she rolled her eyes and said that she'd rather have a troll as a roommate than Malfoy. Of course that was a lie, but Terry didn't need to know that.

After dinner there was only forty fives minutes left until the last carriage left for the school. The couple decided it would nice to walk through the old park until they had to leave. They walked hand in hand, Terry leading the way to a secluded spot by the trees. Hermione sighed in content as she put her head on Terry's shoulder.

"So did you have fun today?" he asked, stopping by a large tree.

"Yea, I did. It was absolutely wonderful!" she replied with a soft smile. She really liked Terry and it made her happy that she could have a real relationship with him. She was so entranced with the boy in front of her she didn't realize it was advancing on her slowly, making her back up until her back hit the tree behind her.

"I'm glad you had fun." He muttered his deep brown eyes glassy. He leaned his head in and Hermione could feel the blood rush up to her face as she leaned up to meet his.

His kiss was sweet and kind. She smiled into his lips as she felt his hand run up her neck to the back of her head. Suddenly the kiss went from sweet to violent. Terry fisted her hair roughly, pulling on Hermione's head so he could get better access to her mouth. His other hand moved to go under her sweater and grab her chest. Hermione made a squealing sound at his sudden change and her eyes sprang open. She put both her hands on his chest and pushed him off her.

"What are you doing?" she cried. He moved in to kiss her again and she moved her head to the side. Instead of getting discouraged by this, he attacked her neck with rough bites and sloppy kisses, which couldn't even compare to Malfoy's advances. "Terry, stop!"

"Oh come on, Hermione." He muttered into her skin. "You know you like it!" He bit her again and she tried to push him away. He pushed back and pinned her hands above her head. She struggled against him, her heart beating erratically. "Oh stop the over dramatics, love, it really doesn't suit you. You're just going to make things harder for yourself." He told her as he tried to unbutton her pants with his free hand

Hermione glared at him then using her wandless magic pushed him off her. He flew several feet away from her and into a bench across from them. She ran out of the park, not bothering to make sure he was okay, and sprinted to center of town where the nearest carriage was. She jumped inside the nearest, empty carriage and sighed with relief when she felt it move. She slouched down and realized that her jeans where open. She blushed heavily, wondering who had seen her in such a state, and button them up. Her heart was still thumping hard in her chest and she hadn't come down from the adrenaline rush.

It was finally on her way to her Common Room that she finally realized what happened. She started shaking heavily and felt the tears prickling in the back of her eyes. As she came up to the portrait she was shaking so bad that she could barely mutter the password. Once the door closed behind her she slid down against the wall. She titled her head back against the cool stone wall and let out a shaky breath as the tears silently slipped down her cheeks.

"Well it looks like I'm not the only one who had a shitty day." came a slightly hoarse voice.

Hermione looked up at the couch were a very disheveled Malfoy sat, still clad in his Quidditch robes. In his hand was a half empty bottle of Fire Whiskey and several others lay empty on the coffee table. He didn't seem full on drunk but he defiantly wasn't all there. Not bothering on trying to figure out how in Merlin's name he got the Fire Whiskey in the school, Hermione got up and walked over to sit next to him.

"So I gather that your date with Boot wasn't as wonderful as you thought it would be." He said, taking another swig.

"Yea…He was different from what I thought." She mumbled, new tears started to surface as she thought back to the park. She could feel Malfoy staring at her and right now she didn't care if he saw how upset she was.

Malfoy sighed and reached down beside him pulling up another whiskey bottle. "Hermione, I want to introduce you to a good friend of mine. He goes by the name Fire Whiskey and I think the two of you should get acquainted."

Hermione grabbed the bottle from him with a smile and popped the top off. She took a dainty sip and starred into the fire place. She heard Malfoy snort and she glared at him.

"And what may I ask is so funny?" He laughed and took another giant swig.

"You drink like a girl. If you're going to drown your misery in alcohol then you're going to have to do it right." He told her. "None of that little girly sip shit. Drink it like a true miserable drinks it."

She rolled her eyes at him and then titled her head and the bottle back. She took three huge gulps and when she was finished there was only half of the bottle left. "There, is that better?" she asked.
He gave her a drunken smile and lifted his bottle up in approvement. "Cheers mate!" he laughed and they hit their glasses together.

After a few hours the couple had gone through five more bottles each. Hermione and Draco were still both on the couch, only Draco had removed his cloak and Hermione had taken off her boots and curled up next to him. They were both staring at the fire in a pleasant silence. Suddenly a smile spread onto Hermione's face, which turned into a shrilly giggle, which then turned into a full blown laugh. Draco started at her has she laughed so hard tears where forming in her eyes. Soon he was laughed too. Neither knew what they were laughed at, all they knew was that it felt good.

Several minutes passed as they lay on top of each other laughing hysterically. Draco had fallen back on the couch, taking Hermione with him. She laid on his chest calming down slightly. She moved so she could at him. He was still laughing lightly, his hair dancing in his eyes. Hermione smiled as she moved some of the blonde wisps out of his face.

"You know, you should smile more." She muttered, her words slurring together. Draco looked at her with glassy eyes. His smile faded as he looked at her with a serious expression on his face, or as serious a drunken person could get. His hand snaked its way to the back of her head. "Draco, what are you looking at?" she asked.

"You." He whispered and pulled her in for a kiss.

Hermione automatically gave into his kiss and opened her mouth. His tongues snaked its way into her mouth and she loved how it tasted like whiskey. She moaned into his mouth as she felt his hand move down to the small of her back. She squealed in surprised as she felt him squeeze her ass and grinded his hips against hers. Her thoughts slowly started to fade and time seemed to pass quickly.

Next thing she knew Draco was carrying her up the stairs to his dorm, her legs wrapped around his waist as their tongues stilled battled for dominance. Draco walked into his room and shut the door with his foot. He walked over to the bed and sat Hermione down on it. She quickly started to take off his shirt and attack his neck and upper chest with kisses. He moved his hands to the bottom of her shirt and whipped it off her head in seconds before reaching around and unclasping her bra with on hand. Once it was off he pushed her down and started licking her hard nipples. She arched her back and moaned loudly as he bit down on it. She reached down and started to undo his pants and frowned when she couldn't get them down all the way. Draco smiled at her reaction and quickly undid them and then took her pants and underwear off.

Hermione reached up, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for another kiss. She moaned loudly as his hands traveled down her stomach. He gently placed his under her navel and Hermione felt something warm spread in her then quickly disappear. In her drunken state it took her a few seconds to realize he put a contraceptive charm on her. She was glad that he mastered wandless magic so quickly. Her attention was brought back to the moment at hand when his finger rubbed her swollen clit and cried out his name when she felt his fingers enter her. She buried her fingers in his hair and arched her back.

"Stop with the damn foreplay and just fuck me, Malfoy." She moaned in his ear. He chuckled at her and sped up his hand movements.
"Are you actually telling me what to do?" he teased. He ducked his head down to suck on her neck.

She growled in frustration and pushed him so she was on top. "Yes I am." She smirked down at him in victory. He smirked back but his eyes were dark.

"Well I’m sorry Hermione," he gripped her hips and flipped them back over and pinned her hands above her head. "But I don't work that way. No one tells me what to do."

He moved so he was in-between her legs. He kissed her passionately as he thrusted himself into her. Hermione threw her head back in pleasure, breaking the kiss. Draco moved his attention to her chest and took one of her rosy nipples into his mouth again. Draco let go of her hands which immediately flew to his hair. He slid his left hand down to under her thigh and pushed it so he could get more room. His right hand grabbed her right breast and roughly massaged it. She moaned his name as she felt herself starting to climax and Draco sped up his pace, thrusting into her harder. With a cry of his name Hermione came and her vision swam. A few minutes later Draco joined her.

Draco got off of her so he wouldn't crush her and collapsed next to her. He turned his head to look at her breathing hard. She looked back at him and gave him a sleepy, but sexy smile. He smirked at her and pulled her close. Within minutes the two fell into a heavy, dreamless sleep.