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A/N Hey guys I am so sorry I have taken so long to update this story. Honestly right after I updated the last chapter I went on a cruise. Then my sister talked me into to reading the Twilight series and I loved them so I read the entire series. Really I just had a very hard time trying to get inspired to write this chapter. But since so many reviewers kept on me to update I finally decided that I couldn't let you guys down. Some of you even emailed me and I answered everyone back except for one whose email I could not find and I apologize for not being able to respond to that person. (You know who you are) If it was not for you guys I doubt I would have updated even this soon. I am so shocked at the response this story has gotten. I just started out writing it for fun, thinking that it would probably be stupid, but I am so glad you guys like it! Thanks for the reviews! Here is the next chapter! I hope it is ok! I will start working on the next chapter soon!

I Understand This Boy!

If anyone had asked Hermione a month ago if she would give into sexual desire like this, she would have told him or her they were crazy.

Now she must be the one who was crazy she thought, as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation Draco was providing them both.

She knew there would be consequences for her moment of weakness, but she didn't care. The sensation she was feeling between her legs felt better than anything she could have ever imagined.

She allowed her self to open her eyes for a moment only to find Draco starring at her with a look of lust in his eyes.

She was about to ask him to look away, but Draco increased the speed of his hand causing the sensation to grow stronger.

"Oh" They both moaned in unison. Hermione throw the covers off herself. Even though the Slytherlin room was usually freezing, she was burning up. Even her white T-shirt and black shorts began sticking to her. As Draco continued to speed up his hand Hermione squirmed against back against the bed and pushed her shirt up to allow some air to get to her.

She heard Draco let out a low moan.

"Hermione" Draco growled.

"Yes" She moaned. Too aroused to even be embarrassed.

"Can I touch you?"

Hermione eyes widened. Did Draco just really ask what she thought he asked her?
"Where" Hermione asked a little nervously, while trying to suppress a moan.

Suddenly she felt a surge of heat increase in between her legs, which caused her to let out a loud moan.

"Here." Draco said in a husky voice as he lifted her shirt up revealing her breast.

Even though Hermione was more aroused than she had ever been in her life, she still felt self-conscious being half naked and brought her hands to her shirt to pull it back down, only to have Draco's hand stop her.

Draco's face was now so close to hers she could feel his hot breath on her face.

Their closeness only seemed to intensify Hermione's arousal.

Then, Draco's lips were on hers. She heard him growl as he pried open her mouth with his and pushed his tongue inside. He kissed her rough and hard. She returned the kiss just as roughly. They were both moaning into the kiss when Hermione felt one of Draco's hand cup her right breast. However, she didn't object. Instead she just pulled him closer and moaned even more loudly. She felt his hand leave her breast only to cup her other one.

"Oh" She moaned and Draco growled.

She knew they were close. The heat building between her legs made her feel like she was about to explode.

She gasped and grabbed Draco's head, pulling him closely, gripping his soft blonde hair.

Only he pulled away from her and looked into her eyes.

"What?" Hermione started to ask.

" I want to watch you." Draco said.

Their eyes, locked and Hermione looked up into Draco's face that was now full of pleasure and excitement. She wanted to remember his face like this forever.

They both moaned loudly as they road the wave of their orgasm, never taking their eyes off each other's faces.

When it was over, they were both sweating and breathing loudly. After a few moments Draco rolled off Hermione and turned off the light. Hermione lay there dazed for a moment, before pulling her shirt back down slowly.

Finally after several minutes of silence Hermione asked, "Malfoy?"

Silence.

"Malfoy." Hermione called again.

Still..silence.

After a few more moments of silence Hermione rolled over physically relieved, but mentally confused.

After a very long while Hermione finally drifted off into an uneasy sleep, completely unaware that Draco was still wide awake or that it would be daybreak before he too finally fell asleep.

The next morning Hermione awoke exhausted. She had gotten very little sleep and when she did she was bothered by erotic dreams of a certain blonde Slytherlin. 

She jumped when she heard something next to her moan softly.

"Oh my God!" She yelled when she realized that it was not a dream at all. She really did let Draco pleasure them both last night! She had let him touch her where no man had touched her before. Hell, he even asked to touch her. Draco Malfoy! A man who was capable of getting girls like Caitlin actually wanted to touch her! But didn't he say that she looked ugly enough with clothes on and thought she looked uglier with them off. The breast that he was caressing so passionately last night, didn't he say how small they were a week ago? Didn't he think she was ugly? But then why did he want to watch her cum?

To embarrass her?

Yes, that was just like him. Always finding new and horrible ways to humiliate her. But he failed. It wasn't humiliating at all. At the time, when she was at her moment of greatest pleasure, starring into his face of pure pleasure, knowing that this time when she came that he was watching her, had been wonderful. Now, it was slightly humiliating that she had let her guard down in front of one of her worst enemies. But hadn't he let his guard down too? Was that why he didn't say anything after it happened?

Then it hit her. Hermione inhaled so quickly that she almost choked. Draco probably likes to use and lose a girl when he was done having sex with them. But he couldn't just get up and walk away or ask me to leave. After all I was attached to him.

Well why should I care, she thought. I have always known he was a bastard, I don't care what he thinks about me.

She blinked back tears. "I don't care."

"Will you stop talking to yourself women, I am trying to sleep." Draco grumbled next to her.

Anger filled her and it took everything she had not to beat the boy who used her last night with her pillow. She glanced down at her watch.

"Draco it's 12:15" Hermione said alarmed, all anger forgotten for a moment. Although it was Saturday, she had a lot of homework and studying to do and she had already lost the whole morning.

"It's Saturday, who gives a damn?" He mumbled, pulling his pillow over his head.

The anger that ceased for a moment was back, boiling stronger than ever.

"I...I give a damn. We still have two potions essay's, a Transfiguration essay, I need to study for Herbology." Hermione yelled before Draco interrupted her.

"Well excuse me, I am not used to being attached to someone whoso is so simple minded, and whose brain has to work so much harder to accomplish things that are simple goals for purebloods."

Hermione snapped, she ripped the pillow off of Draco's head and began hitting him in the head with it as hard as she could.

"You bastard." She shrieked.

"Get the hell off me women." Draco yelled and finally reached up and ripped the pillow from Hermione's hands.

For a moment they both glared at each other.

Hermione thought for sure that he was going to hit her with the pillow. Well go ahead! She thought. I dare you!

However, she was surprised when he throw down the pillow and yelled, " What the bloody hell is your problem?"

"You!" She shrieked. His eyes widened for a moment. It was obvious that he was completely surprised by her behavior.

As she stared into those eyes, a flashback from last night filled her mind. Only these surprised cold eyes that she was looking at now, were filled with lust and passion in her flashback. She shook her head of the memory. How dare he think he can use her like that! How could she be so weak and give into such temptation! And with not just any boy! But with a boy who was incapable of human compassion. She would never understand boys. Well boys in general. But this boy, she understood. She understood that he was the lowest creature on the planet. Like a Vampire who thrives in the darkness, and take pleasure in sucking the life out of their victim's, without a worry or care because they had no conscience. Because they had no soul! Yes, that described Draco perfectly. A boy who feed on others pain and took pleasure in it! A conscious less, soulless, evil creature.

Draco's eyes went from shocked to confusion as he took in her expression.

"Are you going to start hitting me again?" He said as he cocked an eye brawl. "Am I going to have to restrain you?"

"YOU COULD TRY!" She shrieked. But even as she said the words, she realized that Draco didn't speak in a threatening manner. There was something in his voice she couldn't quit place and that disturbed her.

He snickered quietly. "Fine, if you want to study lets get ready and go to the library."

Now it was Hermione's turn to be surprised. She stared back at him, searching his face for a hidden agenda, but if he had one she couldn't see it.

Now that her anger had ceased a little she noticed now however, that Draco's eyes were puffy and red, his skin paler than usual. He appeared like he had gotten less sleep than she had. But how was that possible? She had been awake half the night, tossing and turning. But he lay still beside her the entire time. So he assumed he was asleep. Could she have been wrong?

"You look terrible." She said without thinking.

"Speak for yourself Granger." He snarled, but with his puffy eyes he didn't look quit as threatening as usual. Instead he looked slightly comical.

Hermione rolled her eyes and started to pull the covers off her to get out of bed and get ready to study, however she noticed a spot on Draco's white sheets.

In a single second of horror she realized what it was and gulped.

She pulled the sheets back quickly over herself and before she could think, before she could even consider the consequences of her actions she began sobbing hysterically.

At this point, Draco was beyond bewildered. As he starred at the sobbing, shaking figure in front of him he said. "I'm sorry I didn't mean it. You look fine."

Hermione made an undistinguishable noise. Then buried her face in her hands and her shoulders began to shake again.

After several minutes of this, Draco replied in an uncomfortable voice, "Look you said I look terrible, so I only said you did because of what you said to me first. Honestly if I thought it would upset you so much I wouldn't of said it."

"I am not upset about that." Hermione sobbed.

"Then what's wrong?" Draco asked in a confused voice.

"I don't ...wa want to to to tell you. It's too humiliating." She sobbed even harder.

"Hermione" Draco said softly as he placed one hand on her shoulder softly.

Hermione stiffened. He had just called her Hermione. The only time he ever called her Hermione was last night when he was pleasuring them. He even called her Granger this morning.

In complete shock she lifted her head and turned her tear stricken face towards Draco's confused and ...concerned face?

"What's wrong?" He asked gently.

Hermione searched his eyes through her watery ones and realized that he did actually look concerned.

"I started my period." She whispered.

"What?" Draco said stunned.

Hermione buried her face back in her hands.

After a few moments of silence Draco asked, "Well I am not really sure what to do. I don't have any sisters and I mother doesn't really talk about it. But I thought I remember her telling me that most women start their period at an earlier age then sixteen. And I must say you looked quit developed for someone who started their period for the first time. I suppose you should owl your mum."

Hermione lifted her head slowly out of her hands. "What? This isn't my first Malfoy, I started at age 12."

"Then why the hell are you crying like a banshee?" He asked confused again.

"Because this is humiliating. I have been so caught up in everything that has happened that I completely forgot about what time of the month it was. I forgot that this was one need that you could not relieve for me." She said again in hysteria.

"I know it is common for girls to get emotional at this time, but I mean I sure many girls forget." Draco said seriously.

Hermione's jaw dropped. After a few moments she recovered and said quietly, "Aren't you going to make fun of me?"

"Why would I make fun of you for that, every girl has them?" He said with a slightly amused look on his face.

"Malfoy do you realize that I am going to have to take care of this in front of you?"

"I'll turn my head. Believe me, that is not something I want to see." He said with an expression as if something smelly were under his nose.

"But it's on the sheets."

"You have a wand." Draco said simply.

"Your not disgusted or freaked out!" Hermione said in disbelief. She remembered Ron and Harry would seem to get very nervous around that subject.

"No, I mean it's not like I have never been with a girl when that happened."

"Oh my God how awful for that girl." She said in horror.

"For the girl." Draco choked. "It was bloody awful for me. I didn't get laid that night."

Hermione laughed. "Yes, poor you." She said sarcastically, but her heart felt lighter.

"So you really aren't going to give me a hard time about this?"

"No! What do you think I am an asshole?"

Hermione cocked an eyebrawl.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Lets just get the bed cleaned up, you to the bathroom, and then lets study."

OK, Hermione thought to herself. So maybe he isn't soulless.

A/N I hope everyone liked the chapter! I will work on the next chapter immediately. Please let me know what you think. Your reviews do help me to get inspired faster. Thanks again to everyone that reviewed so far!