First fic after reading many.

Story inspired by "Gnash- I hate U I love U ft Olivia O'brien"

Okay here goes..

CHAPTER 1

Hermione sighed.

It wasn't the first time this happened.

Carefully, she turned to her side and watched the body which laid next to her, sleeping peacefully without a hitch. Breathing, his chest rising and sinking. She wanted to reach out and tug away the stray blonde hair that fell across his face, but she couldn't. She wouldn't.. Slowly she retracted her fingers and laid them across her heart. Feeling it pound furiously beneath her skin.

She thought back to what happened a few hours before..

"Draco.. Please. Now." She whispered between rushed breaths. There was only so much control before she lost it completely to him.

He smirked and kiss her neck gently. Without saying anything he slipped inside her and made her cry out his name repeatedly until both managed to find their own release and collapse upon their worn-out bodies. He fell asleep immediately but Hermione.. she pretended to fall asleep. There was panic in her eyes as she thought of how she nearly told him she loved him during sex. This.. wasn't the first time she felt like screaming it out loud, without a care about their "arrangement". But she was clear what was laid out on the table when they agreed to do this, it was just sex. Friends with benefits.

Sex.

It was just sex… wasn't it?

She turned her back to him and stared into space as she felt that familiar pain in her heart when she felt him stir in his sleep as he absent-mindedly pulled her closer and draped a limp arm across her waist.

"Go to sleep Hermione."

He kissed the back of her neck and Hermione closed her eyes as a lone tear found its way down her cheek.

(Two months ago..)

"Ginny this is too slutty! I can't wear this. NO I will not! Stop giving me that face. It's too much!" Hermione glared at the mirror only to see her best friend break into the sweetest smile possible, it didn't help that she was giving her her best puppy face.

"Hermione Jean Granger, you know I love you right. And this is the best I've seen you since Yule Ball. I mean you have a great body I don't understand why did you have to cover it all up with those clothes you've been wearing since forever. And YOU stop giving me that disgusted look, it's not slutty not even by half its SEXY there's a difference between being a lady and a whore Hermione." She gave a groan towards the end and gave the brunette that youre-wearing-this-end-story look.

Hermione let out a sigh and glanced at her reflection.

Okay, maybe I'm over-reacting it isn't that short. Black does look good against my skin. The material feels good too. Oh gods but would you just look at the amount of cleavage I'm revealing. It's like a freaking free show! OK OK breathe Hermione breathe, you've battled dark wizards before you were even an adult, it's okay this dress won't bring you down. Okay end of incoherent thoughts, let's go!

Breaking into a shy smile, she looked at the redhead next to her who already knew she would wear the dress and was looking through her shoes to find a compatible pair.

"I don't even want to start with your shoes babe. I can't even - "

Holding on to a pair of black pumps, she flicked her wands and charmed it to give it more height with a killer stiletto and more arch into the base.

"Okay now we're ready."

The wizarding club was already packed with people and music was blasting off its wall by the time Hermione and Ginny arrived at the scene. They managed to turn a few heads when they walked in. Hermione was trying her best to not stumble while Ginny was busy sizing up the guys who were already looking at them.

She turned the brunette around and held onto her shoulders, "Hermione, you've been out of the scene for too long. It's time you had some fun and really REALLY i mean really let loose of that pride of yours. I know you're not a virgin seeing that you've lost it to my brother. Unfortunate for me for being your best friend and sister of your first to know that first hand but let me make this clear I will not judge you if sparks were to fly tonight and you're going home with someone hot and yummy. You've been working too hard as a healer, at age 23 you act like you're 32 old and naggy. Be your age for once and have fun alright!"

Hermione blinked at the speech her best friend just gave her and gave her a hug though mentally she was telling herself non of the above would happen, there was no way she'll go home with a stranger tonight.

"Let's go have some free drinks from the guys over there who looks desperate to talk to us and we'll see how things go from there ok?"

A couple of drinks later Hermione was feeling the high and was ready to go dance with one of the guys from the group that approached them.

Was his name Jake, not wait I think it was James.

"James, let's go dance!" She held up the stranger's hand and he grinned as he let her lead him into the dance floor. Ginny smiled when she saw this and proceeded to continue her conversation with the guy next to her. Looking totally her type and going non-stop about Quidditch which was her favorite sport of all time, yup this was going good for her and Hermione.

Squeezing through the crowd Hermione managed to find a spot in the middle of the dance floor, she started moving to the music when she felt a pair of hands rest on her waist. She opened her eyes and stared into James's eyes, he was looking at her like he was ready to eat her alive, she felt panic rise to her throat as her mind went into overdrive. She was expectant of what this night would eventually lead into but she would want it to at least do it with someone who felt right to her.

His arms went down and started to grope her ass as he pushed himself closer and closer to her body. "Hermione, I really like you. Come over to my place after?"

He tried his best to whisper in a sexy manner in her ear and he held her tighter and tighter. She tried to wriggle out of his clutch before she found it to be a futile attempt as he had an iron grip on her.

"I.. I'm sorry. I can't. Sorry!" She tried to say it in an apologetic manner. James grimaced and asked again, in a not so nice way "Come on, I know you want to. Girls like you only want one thing when they dance with guys in the club. Stop being so high and mighty.. bitch."

"SLAP!- HOW DARE YOU INSULT ME" Anger reached her ears as she did what she could in reflex. Breaking out of his grip in disgust, she pried her way out of the dance crowd.

She walked back to where she last saw Ginny but stopped when she saw them making out at the table, both locked in each other, smiling in between kisses. She sighed again for the third time today and went over to the bar to order a very very strong drink.

Obviously that guy doesn't know how to be a gentleman. How dare he say that about me. I'm so done with having fun, I'm so done with this place.

After downing her third drink her head started to feel fuzzy when she decided she was still going to have fun tonight, with or without a guy doesn't matter it was all going to be about her tonight. She made her way to the dance floor again, casting occasional glances at the crowd around her in case James was somewhere near though she was very sure he wouldn't be walking away with just a slap if he insulted her again.

She found a comfortable spot and started to dance to the music again when she felt a pair of hands on her waist again, but this time it was from the back. Immediately she wanted to swat them away, thinking it was James again when she heard a familiar voice against her ear.

"Granger, do me a favor would you?"

"Granger?" She thought in her head, searching through her mind where she had heard that voice before.

Before she could find her answer she was spunned around and faced with the very handsome Draco Malfoy.

AN: There you go! I hope this wasn't too bad. Coming up with chap 2!