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Hermione woke up the next morning, very sore indeed. Never had she experienced something so rough, full of heat, hate and passion. It actually confused her. They hated each other more than words can explain. Yet, they gave into this passion they had found.

She slowly walked into the bathroom and examined herself in the mirror. She traced her finger over the cut she had on her cheek, then the bruises on her wrists. She took off her tank top and traced her fingers over the marks on her neck and chest. She turned around and looked at her refection of her back in the mirror. It had cuts and bruises everywhere. Her body was a wreck. His marks scarred her body. A tear escaped her as she bit her lip remembering everything. The pain was terrible, not to mention the pain that was shooting up between her legs at his rough and violent treatment. But yet, it all brought her pleasure she had never thought she would experience.

Hermione sort of limped down to breakfast that morning. She was raw and she needed to take it slow. She walked over to Harry and Ron. She sat opposite them and next to Ginny who was in a heated conversation with Pavati about whether Blaise Zabini really was 'all that' in bed.

Ginny turned to greet Hermione.

'Hermione, good mor…Merlin…what happened to you? Cuts and bruises everywhere. It looks painful' just then Harry and Ron looked up.

'Merlin Mione…what happened?' what's with all the questions? Hermione was getting quite annoyed.

'Its nothing. I had to chase some students last night into the forbidden forest because they thought it was a good area for a late night snogging session' she lied. She hoped that it was a good enough excuse 'I got into a bit of a rough patch and well…you can see the results' they simply nodded and went back to eating and talking. She reached for some toast, just as Malfoy walked in. she bit her lip and began to caress the bruise on her wrist. He himself was sporting scratch marks across his cheek. Hermione remembered clearly giving it to him when she tried to get away.

As he walked over to the Slytherin table, he could feel her gaze on him. He shifted and looked up at her. Their eyes locked in a silent war all through breakfast. Shooting daggers at each other. She had lost her appetite at the mere sight of him.

She got up and headed out to her next class, she was very aware of the eyes that were following her out.

Classes that day were horrible torture. She could not concentrate on anything. All her thoughts were set on the pain and the events of last night.

She was heading down to dinner. Her brain was somewhere else as she bumped into someone. The feel and the touch, she knew instantly who it was. She looked up into his eyes. The look he gave her was one of pure hatred, but his eyes were set with a tinge of lust. Suddenly, without any words spoken, he gabbed her hand and pulled her around the corner and into an empty classroom. He let go of her hand as he put a locking and silencing charm on the door. He turned to face her. She was slightly scared at this. What was he doing? Surly yesterday was a one-night stand sort of thing. But remembering the violence made her shiver.

Silently, he removed his robes and his sweater. Hermione watched him slightly confused. He pulled his shirt out of his pants and pulled it over his head. Hermione was almost robbed of breath at the sight of his half naked body. She saw the marks she left on him.

Then, he lunged at her, capturing her in a kiss that very much resembled last nights. Their tongues gliding against each other's as if trying to memorise every crevice of the others mouth. Hermione moaned at his touch. He moved his hands down and pushed off her robes. He then went for her shirt and ripped it off. There again with the rough treatment. He pulled away and roughly began to kiss down her neck. She winced as he did because of the bruises.

Just as he went down to her skirt, Hermione's eyes snapped open. No. This was not going to happen; yesterday was a mistake and was to never happen again. She put her hands to his chest and pushed him off. He stubbled backwards. He looked at her confused for a second.

'What the hell do you think you are doing? Just because of what happened yesterday, doesn't mean it can happen again' she put her shirt on and fixed it up. She then crossed her arms over. Malfoy just stood there. Then, he slowly walked towards her.

'Granger. Don't fight it. I know you want it. When I touched you just now' with one finger, he traced down her arm. Goose bumped erupting over her body ' I felt you shiver' he whispered into her ear. Hermione closed her eyes. Then snapped them open.

'No Malfoy. Do you remember how you treated me? I have marks from you that will probably leave scars' he smirked at this. But little did she realise how much it turned him on.

He gabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her back into the desk. He captured her lips with his in a kiss full of hatred. He pulled away and pushed her.

'I still hate you mudblood. But let me tell you something' he walked a little closer to were she was standing and leaned in close to her face. 'If I want something…I get it' he gave her a chaste kiss and turned around, put on his clothes and left Hermione in a whirlwind of emotions.

What was he playing at? Hermione had the sneaking suspicion that this was defiantly not over. She didn't want him to touch her again. She wanted him to leave her alone and forget about this whole thing.

But in the back of her brain, she knew what his touches did to her. Even how rough they were. She couldn't help but shiver at the mere thought of him.

Hermione walked back to dinner in a daze. Still sore from the bruises, she flinched every time she moved. She walked to her table and sat next to Ginny.

'Hermione. How are things with you and Dean?' Hermione was not paying any sort of attention. She had almost forgot that she was going out with Dean. He was her sort of 'rebound guy' after her boyfriend.

'Hermione?' Ginny waved a hand in front of her.

'Huh? Oh, sorry Ginny. I was just thinking about the transfiguration assignment I have to do'

'Typical you. Always thinking about homework. Don't you ever…' she trailed off when she saw Malfoy jump up yelling at Blaise '…whoa, looks like a fights happening. Look at that mark on his cheek' she pointed to the Slytherin table, where Malfoy and Blaise were now screaming at each other. The cut on his cheek obvious.

Just then Malfoy punched Blaise in the face. They next thing Hermione knew, Malfoy was on top of Blaise punching and kicking him and students running to the scene cheering and whistling.

Hermione, followed by Ginny, Harry and Ron, ran to join the others. Blood was pouring out of Blaise's nose as Malfoy continued his work.

Just then. Malfoy was knocked backwards by an invisible force and thrown into a near by table. The students stopped as they saw Professor Dumbledore approach.

'Ms. Weasly, could you please take Mr. Zabini up to the hospital wing' Ginny nodded and help Blaise up and took him out of the great hall. Malfoy moaned from pain and pulled himself up. All eyes were on him as Professor Dumbledore walked up to him.

'As for you Mr. Malfoy. I will not tolerate this sort of behaviour in this school. For this. You are stripped of your prefect badge and have a months worth of detention' he turned on his heal and left the shocked Malfoy behind.

All eyes were on Malfoy as he stormed out of the great hall. As he passed Hermione he shot her the dirtiest look as if to say 'You're gonna die mudblood bitch' it sent a chill.

Hermione became curious as to what the fight was about. It was odd, seeing as Malfoy never fought with a friend…unless they deserved it.