An Act Never Stays An Act [ongoing]

Chapter 5

Hermione turned her head to face Draco and she whispered, looking straight into his eyes. "Kiss me, Malfoy. Kiss me. Just do something, whatever."

Draco was shocked at what Hermione said. Soon later, he noticed the familiar redhead passing by them... very slowly. He smirked at Hermione and before Ron could leave the scene, Draco pushed Hermione and pinned her to the wall, in which he started snogging her roughly.

This, of course, attracted Ron's attention, and his eyes grew extremely wide and his jaw dropped open. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. His ex-girlfriend literally making out with the person they hated ever since first year.

"He-Hermione... Ma-ma-malfoy?!" he stuttered with fear, confusion, and sorrow. But the two couldn't hear him. They were two busy with themselves.

Draco cupped his right hand on Hermione's face, guiding her along the way and his left was nailed to the wall. He hated to admit it, but he was enjoying himself, and so was Hermione. She didn't know exactly what was happening. She placed her hands on Draco's chest as they snogged. Their tongues danced merrily in their mouths and they didn't stop. They were getting sweaty but they didn't care. They just had this desire inside them, telling them it was more than an act.

Ron didn't know what to do. For a few moments, he stayed there watching the couple kiss (or make out). He thought the rumor was all a lie. Apparently not. He hurriedly walked away before things could get worse for him, desperately trying to erase the horrid images of the couple snogging in his mind.

For some reason, they didn't stop, even though they were fully aware, no one was watching them anymore. Hermione reached up to grip the handsome wizard's blonde hair tightly and her other hand pulled on his dark green tie. Draco simply pulled her closer to him by the waist, never stopping for a breath. 

When Hermione's dainty fingers slithered down Draco's neck, he swear he could feel shivers and tingles crawling up his spine. Why was she making him feel like this? He had no answer. He has never felt like this with other girls. He just snogged them for pleasure. But this was more than just pleasure.

Both of them pulled away and they stared into each others eyes, brown and gray. They were panting pretty heavily, Draco's arms was still wrapped around her waist and Hermione placed her clammy hands on his chest. Draco didn't want it to end. He wanted to snog her all over again but he held his place. Instead he smirked and spoke with a very sexy voice, "You are a great kisser, you know."

Hermione was still in a flustered trance but she managed to speak back, "You're not so bad yourself." She could feel herself blush. Why did that just happen? She felt the need to kiss him again but she stayed still. Draco then, realizing that his hands was still on her waist, removed them and stepped back.

Hermione got a good look at Draco. His hair was all messy and it looked obvious he had just snogged someone. His tie was loose and one of the top buttons of his polo shirt was unbuttoned, showing his defined collarbone. She couldn't deny the fact that he looked incredibly handsome...maybe even hot.

Draco took the time to scan Hermione up and down as well. Her hair was frizzy and her white polo shirt, which was usually tucked into her skirt, had slipped itself out and was now crinkled. Her red tie was out of place and her lips appeared swollen and red.

Hermione eyes drooped a little. "Was that too much? I hope Ron's alright. I mean, I didn-"

"You liked it though. I know you did," Draco teased with a husky voice and smirked, which Hermione found attractive. "You asked for it and that's what you got."