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six

Hermione Granger

"No no no you don't understand," I giggle and reach for the half empty bottle on the table in front of me. Draco's sitting on the pool chair next to mine with his shirt off and his hair in his face. I continue on and explain what I meant, "the cops thought I was the one with coke, it was actually Ronald, Ginny's brother. That's why I got arrested."

"Well why the fuck didn't he own up to his stash," Draco throws his arms up in the air and stands up from the chair.

"I know I know, ridiculous right," A wave of hot air floods over my body and I start to fan myself, "it's like...really hot in here."

I groan and stand up from my seated position, grabbing the vodka as I walk over to Draco. He nods and grabs the bottle from my hands.

"We can just go for a swim then."

1:15 am

Draco wraps a large blanket around my shivering body and kisses my forehead, "you look like you're about to pass out."

I shake my head and lay it on his shoulder, enjoying the warmth radiating off of his body and the amazing smell of mint that is mixed into chlorine. Draco holds his arms around me for a little bit, swaying back and forth, almost lullying me to sleep.

"I've missed being in your arms," I whisper, peaking open my eyes that seem to be sewn shut, "you make me feel safe."

Draco doesn't respond, I just watch him press a grin to his pink lips. I feel his hand slowly rub my back, his finger tips run up and down my back for a while and then to the center where they stop and his hand presses down flat, pulling me closer to his body.

Hermione Granger
Four years ago

Draco kisses my forehead and lays back down on his bed, staring at me. I stare into his mysterious grey eyes that I haven't yet been able to uncode in our years and years of friendship. His arm is lazily drooped over my waist and his fingers are drawing circles on my exposed back.

The man in front of me isn't the man the world knows.

The Draco I know is the most loving person I've ever met, he cares more for me then he does for himself and even though I tell him that's not healthy he doesn't care. He will put me before anyone else and would kill whoever hurts me.

But the Draco everyone else knows is cocky and a bit self absorbed. He has an ego the size of Russia and doesn't care for anyone else but himself (first) and me(second).

I know the man they see isn't the real man behind the steely grey eyes I love.

Draco wraps his arm tighter around me so I'm closer to him, he rests his head above mine and messes with the rim of my shorts that I have on.

"If Cissy walked in she'd have a fit," I giggle, knowing his moms rule about not having any girl, even me, in his bed.

"Yeah she wouldn't be happy watching me do this," Draco rolls so he's above on top of me and pins my arms down to the black silk sheets. A jolt pushes its way through my lower stomach as he looks down at me. I can see the heat under his stone like expression.

"You know we can't," I whisper and bite my bottom lip. I search for some kind of acknowledgement of what I just said but I don't find it. I watch Draco drag his teeth across his bottom lip which only causes more butterflies to explode in my stomach.

My chest raises and falls rapidly, my body begging for me to do what we both want but the logical side of me knows I can't go further. Especially not right now and not with Draco. I do love him...more then anything in the world. But he could easily break my heart, voluntarily or not.

Hermione Granger
Present day

I wake up, the room still pitch black except for the thin line of light shinning out from the bathroom door. I hear water pounding on what seems like tile and a soft humming vibrating out into the bedroom.

I stand up from the bed, a large t-shirt covering my body, my bra is off but my underwear is on.

"Hermione I swear to god if you fucked him..." I whisper to myself, knocking on the solid wooden door. All of the doors in this house are beautiful and pure wood, I love it.

The door swings open, making me jump. Draco stands there in a white fluffy towel that hangs low on his hips, leaving only one thing to the imagination.

"Oh shit-" I turn away and cover my eyes, my mouth hanging open. His abs are even better then secondary school Draco.

"Common love, you've seen this before," Draco's hands grab my waist and he kisses my temple before walking past me, his "area" slightly rubbing up against my ass.

"Hey, watch it bud," I scold him even though you can here the smile in my tone.

"Please that was nothing Mione," Draco turns around, adjusting his towel even lower.

"No...stop," I point out towards Draco and my eyes go wide.

"I still don't understand why you're a Virgin," Draco laughs and winks at me, turning back towards the bathroom with a pile on clothes in his arms.

"Because I'm like this!" My hands fly out in exaggeration, "I get nervy!"