Remembering That Night

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Hermione,

It's been five years since Hogwarts. I don't even know what possessed me to write to you, but you have been on my mind ever since I saw you at the Ministry of Magic. You did not notice me, and part of me is glad that you did not. It has been so long, and I was not sure if you would even want to see me. Do you ever think about that night? Did it even mean anything to you?

Draco

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Draco,

I was surprised to hear from you. Why does it even matter anymore? You are right; it was a long time ago. But if you honestly need to know, then yes, I have thought about that night. However, you and I agreed that it would only be what it was- sex. Plain and simple. We both got what we wanted out of it, and that was that. I try not to think about that night though. It is just too painful.

Hermione

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Hermione,

Was that really all it was 'Mione? Can you really forget the way you practically ripped my robe off me, how you moaned when kissed those beautiful breasts, how wet you were when I had my fingers inside you, and the way you screamed my name when I came inside you? You wanted that just as much as I did. Does it really matter why it happened? You wouldn't have let it if you didn't want it as bad as I. Tell me that you don't think about being with me again and I will leave you alone forever.

Draco

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Draco,

You know I have never been a good liar so I won't even try. Yes I think about that you. That does not mean that I don't want you to leave me alone though. It could have been anyone that night. It just so happened that you were the person I ran into (literally if memory serves me correct) in the corridor. Okay, it would not have been Crabbe or Goyle, but anyone else would have served my purposes. Even Harry would have been okay, but he was with Ginny that night. When I found out that Ron only thought of me as a friend, or how was it that he put it... a sister, that was it, I felt like my world was crumbling. School was over and I did not have anyone in my life that thought about me as anything more than a friend. I was sick and tired of being "the good girl" and I set out to change that. You just happened to be a convenient option. That's all. I let myself be a whore for the night, your whore.

When I think back to that night it hurts. I hated the way I felt... but I have to admit that you made part of me feel better- physically at least. Being with you, feeling you inside, your mouth and hands roaming my body, tasting you... it was amazing. I never imagined that anything could feel like that. That is what made that night hurt the worst, because I knew I could never be with you again. I had wanted you for a long time, but I never dreamed that anything like that would happen. When it finally did, I felt cheap because it was not the way I had ever imagined anything like that happening. Topping everything off was the knowledge that your father would never let you have anything to do with a "Mud-Blood". So now you know it all. I hope you are satisfied.

Hermione.

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Hermione,

I am so sorry that I made you feel cheap in anyway. Being with you was amazing. You made me feel things that no girl ever had, and to be honest, things that no woman has made me feel since. I want you so badly. I want to kiss you, touch you, feel you, and make you cry out my name again. My father is dead now, but you already know that. It made the front page of the Daily Prophet after all. So what's stopping us? You aren't still moping over Weasley, are you? Be with me. Let me worship your body, and if you let me, your heart. There is something here Hermione and if I cannot deny it then I know you can't. All you have to do is say the word and I will be there, whenever and wherever.

Draco

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Draco,

I never thought I would live to see the day I would say these words to you. You are right. Come to me. Come to me Draco. Here... Now.

Hermione