Rollercoaster

"O sod off, Malfoy, I don't need this right now" stated Hermione.

She and Draco Malfoy had gotten into another one of their fights. He said Mudblood, she said jackass, and so on.

However, this was not another one of their ordinary fights, at least, to Draco. Lately, he had been feeling the need to overpower his conscience. His mind was telling him that there was something about Hermione, something different. She had changed over the summer, good changed. Her once bushy brown hair was now curly, and formed little ringlets in the ends. She had also grown up too (you know what I mean). Then again, Draco was not all that different. His once small, fragile body was now muscular thanks to Quidditch practice.

She and Malfoy had been paired up in Potions, probably just for kicks for Snape. After the tedious period came to an end, Harry, Ron, and Hermione all went to the Great Hall for lunch. Hermione sat around her head in the clouds thinking about the new assignment in Potions.

"Mione? You awake?" said Ron waving his hand in front of her face.

"Yes, I am awake. I'm just thinking about my homework for the night."

"O come on, Hermione! You need to start thinking about different things now. After all, this is our last year," said Harry matter-of-factly.

Hermione knew exactly what he was talking about. Both he and Ron wanted her to hook up with someone. Both of them had girlfriends and noticed she hadn't had a serious relationship since Krum. It wasn't that no one liked Hermione, she had no problem in that area. It was just the fact that no one at Hogwarts made her "weak in the knees".

***

After lunch Harry and Ron headed off to Divination while Hermione went to her class.

"I see great despair in your future young man," said the whispy voice of the professor. She was giving Harry his weekly death prediction. "Today we will review on reading the stars…"

SMACK!

"Harry, are you all right?" asked Ron who was concealing his laughter. Turns out Harry fell asleep and his head rolled off his hand.

"Yeah, I'm fine," said Harry rubbing his head.

***

That night, the boys had detention with Snape. They had turned Crabbe's potion into a laxative, and well, you know…

As they were arranging Snape's classroom, Hermione set off towards the room right across the prefects washroom. As she opened the door she saw a platinum blonde young man sitting by the window.

"You're late," he said in a shrill voice.

"Sorry about that, I was finishing off my homework".

I turns out that she and Malfoy had been made the new Head Boy and Girl of Hogwarts. This was their first official meeting. Her mione got straight to the point.

"OK, I think we should have a Halloween dance, we can do so much…" she trailed off as she looked up. Draco was gazing at her as if she were some sort of unknown being. He slowly moved over to never breaking his gaze.

"What has gotten into you Malfoy? Do you not recognize me?" she said in a very confused voice. It wasn't that he didn't recognize her, but that she looked very, appealing to his eyes at the moment. Her hair was curling over her tank top and jeans, and glistened in the light. As she looked at Malfoy, she started to see something in his icy eyes, something lustful.

"Of course I recognize you. The fact though, is that I have been thinking about you recently, in ways I never have before. Call me crazy, but I think I'm crushing on you," all of this spilled out his mind and there was no stopping it.

Hermione was in awe. She was not expecting that. Then, out of no where he leant in and kissed her. It was a light kiss, very sweet. She was astonished and almost backhanded him. They sat there for about a minute and he finally broke the silence.

"You're different, you that, Hermione? The rest of the girls at this school worship the ground I walk on. But you, you're the one that I can't have, and it kills me inside."

However, she wasn't all that different. She did find Draco very attractive. However, she knew that was partially thanks to the Veela blood in him.

Hermione stared deep into his deep eyes, as he did her. He then leant in and pulled her into a passionate kiss. His mind was flying as she kissed back just as hard. He opened his eyes to make sure it was all real. The simple sight of her in front of him was intoxicating, he couldn't get enough. He moved his hands everywhere at once. He started to wander up her tank and undo her bra. She had one hand on his neck and the other starting to peel off his shirt. "O Gods!" she thought, but she ignored her conscience, she was too caught up in the moment. Now they were both standing there, half-naked, making out like mad.

He started to plant kisses up and down her neck. He then felt a sensation rivet through his body as she started to lightly lick and nibble around his ear. He layed her down on the couch and whispered in her ear, "I'm gonna take you on a rollercoaster". (Cue rock music)

She moaned in glee, with a hint of ecstasy (and, in case you wanted to know, he did). ;)