Lily: Hi hiiiii! So here I am, ready to go into the fourth week of school, pretty screwed. So, to take my mind off all my troubles and horrors, I'm writing this chapter so I can post the fourth chapter. Glee! I'd like to give a shout out to all the reviewers, you're all the best thing EVER! And I'm sorry if this chapter is a little late in coming…I discovered Firefly and Serenity and am also a bum, Anyway, read on!

Midnight Love Affair: A Reason

Draco Malfoy could have sworn he'd hired a level headed, strict, well grounded secretary. He could have sworn that, despite leaning a little towards boring, Hermione Granger was the perfect, safe, and wise choice in secretary. So he really couldn't understand what was going on in the back seat of his town car at the moment.

"drink my blood" she said again, looking, and sounding, as if she had just told him to do something completely normal. Draco leaned back and away from her, regarding the frizzy haired woman next to him.

"Did you have too much to drink at dinner Granger?" he finally said, still not believing what he was hearing.

"I didn't drink anything" Hermione replied. Draco kept on looking at her as if she had just torn off her clothes and declared herself the Queen of England.

"Are you sure you didn't have anything? Have you lost your mind then?" he asked, his vision swimming even as he spoke.

"I didn't drink and I'm not crazy sir!" Hermione cried, eyes blazing "I'm your secretary!"

When Draco just continued to stare at her as if she were mad, she leaned forward

"I know I'm not your usual 'high quality' fare but you and I both know you're far too drained to wait for one of your women to get to the office. Tonight I failed to protect you and, as your secretary, that's one failure I can't accept." She said, completely serious.

Draco regarded her for a moment, knowing that what she'd said was true, he couldn't hold out much longer before he passed out.

"You sure you know what you're saying Granger?" he tried one more time, needing to be sure the woman knew exactly what he was about to do to her.

"I know exactly what I'm saying sir" she replied.

A smirk slid across his face and he leaned forward, taking her into his arms

"this amount of devotion to a job you don't even want, exemplary Granger" he murmured and drew her closer, sweeping aside the hair at the nape of her neck with one icy cold hand. He leaned closer to her and she could feel his lips on her skin,

"this will probably hurt a little" he whispered before slowly opening his mouth and biting down.

There was pain. One moment of the sharpest piercing pain she had ever felt, But then that moment was gone, banished to the furthest part of her mind by the overwhelming feeling of…of him.

He was everywhere. Physically she felt him around her, holding her close but she also felt him inside her, something of him reaching inside her and pulling something out. She felt the point where they were connected, her pulse throbbing gently, his lips caressing her skin, the warmth of his mouth. His hands tightened on her, drew her impossibly closer. Her breath came out in short gasps and, somewhere in her muddled mind, she realized that he, too, was breathing quickly; their hearts beat together, becoming one sound that thundered in her ears. All she could feel, hear, and think was him.

He groaned and suddenly he was gone from her. Her heart was again only her heart, her breath only her breath. She gasped and a hand went up to the point they were connected, she looked up at him, bewildered.

"Sir? Have you…have you taken enough?" she gasped, somehow out of breath. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and leaned back in his seat,

"if I took my fill of you I suspect you wouldn't be able to come into work for at least a week. You've given me enough Granger, we're at the train station now, you can get home yourself?" he said. Hermione nodded and gathered her things,

"very well sir, I'll see you in the morning" she said and exited the car.

"Roger, call Maria, Jane, and Kiera…" she heard Draco order the driver as she left. Sighing, she made her way to the train, ready to throw herself into bed and have a good night's sleep.

The next morning Hermione arrived at work bedraggled and sleep deprived. It had been inexplicably difficult to go to sleep the previous night and she had tossed and turned until 4AM when sleep finally claimed her.

She had gotten looks all the way up to the office and several people had asked her if she felt sick. She knew she looked a great deal less put together than she normally did but it was starting to become irksome.

"It's only some bags under my eyes, I don't see why everyone seems to think I'm about to die" she muttered to herself, shrugging out of her coat and hanging it on the hook by her desk.

"Who's about to die?" a voice that was too close to her ear for comfort said. Gasping she whirled around and was aced with her boss's smirking face.

Instantly images of the previous night swam through her mind making her blush from the memories.

"D-d-director!" she stammered, trying to calm her racing heart. Draco stood straight and regarded her carefully,

"You look…terrible" he finally said. Hermione scowled at him, her embarrassment forgotten,

"excuse me?" she said dangerously, Draco looked thoughtful

"Don't get tetchy miss Granger, I was only commenting on the lack of your usual…er 'military chic' style. The severity of your hair bun seems to have slackened and, I'm not too sure, but I think I've spotted more than a few wrinkles in your clothes today." He said then, seeing that her glower had not abated, continued to say, "I just thought that, something must be wrong and, seeing as just last night you were…kind…enough to offer me your…service I can only think that this is the result of our actions"

Hermione's scowl disappeared and she almost smiled, 'Ah, so he was worried' she thought.

"I apologize if my appearance is unsatisfactory today sir, I assure you that my health is fine. I just didn't sleep well last night" she said. Draco snorted,

"unsatisfactory today? I just thought it was less severe. To be truthful Granger I find it pretty unsatisfactory that I have to work with a woman who looks so…so…"

"so…what sir?" Hermione asked, irritated again,

"so unsexy!!" Draco cried, throwing up his hands. Hermione felt her irritation grow

"well, excuse me for not meeting normal standards of beauty sir, there's nothing I can do about it" she said.

"Nothing you can do?" Draco said incredulously and suddenly he was right in front of her, towering over her. He took her chin in his hand and tilted it up,

"don't lie to me or yourself Miss Granger, there's a lot you could do and a lot you could stop doing" he said. Hermione swallowed, feeling her heart racing in her chest

"stop doing? What are you talking about?" she asked, slightly nervous at the leer on his face.

"Oh Granger, you and I both very well know that these," he said, slipping Hermione's glasses off her face "are very much fake. You have no need to wear them"

Hermione thought, at the slight touch of his fingers against her face, that her heart would beat right out of her chest. Her mind, which was usually functional in even the most stressing of situations, was a jumble of incoherent thoughts.

"yo-you…give those back!" she protested weakly, raising a hand to take back her glasses. Draco only laughed and extended his arm further away,

"yes, much better. Why not just leave off with the glasses, put a little makeup on, and do something with this god-awful bun. A woman should want to look good" he was looking at her face like a horse trainer examined potential buys. But Hermione's mind was, once again, elsewhere. A place in her past that she very seldom visited…

People wondered why she wore glasses she didn't need, dressed in such a plain and sever manner, and wore her hair in such an unflattering style. It wasn't because she particularly enjoyed those things, there was a reason she was the way she was.

It had begun with her induction into her High School's student council her freshman year. She had wanted to be in the student council since elementary school and, since her middle school didn't have a student council, she waited until high school to get her chance and was elected as the student council secretary.

She had met a girl from her class who she thought was her good friend and they got along well until her friend stared liking this boy. But the boy didn't like her and instead had had a crush on Hermione. Of course, she knew nothing about it but her friend had found out and that was when the problems began. Her so-called friend began to spread rumors about her, people started calling her things like 'slut' and 'whore' in the halls. It got to the point where there was almost nobody who doubted the fact that she was a man-stealing bitch. But Hermione ignored it all and did her schoolwork and her student council work. But then, seeing that bullying wasn't working, her "friend" decided to try and take away the one thing she cherished above all. Her position in the student council. Hermione thought that, as long as she worked hard and did everything she was supposed to, there would be no reason for them to oust her from her post.

She was wrong.

The girl became friends with the student council president. She started messing up Hermione's work. Suddenly things Hermione was in charge of would disappear, essential records would "get lost" and nobody wanted to help though everyone knew who was behind it all. Finally the President had enough "reason" to remove her from her post. As she was leaving the clubroom she heard two girls talking, they said

"well it's too bad she had to go, she was a good secretary"

"yeah but she started slacking"

"I guess that's what we get for electing a girl who only cares about makeup and boys"

She ended up leaving the school a few weeks later and transferring to another and from then on tried to project the most businesslike and professional image to the world. She would rather be seen as unstylish than as some airheaded playgirl who didn't care about the job she was given.

But she couldn't very well explain all of it to people. When she had tried, everyone thought it foolish, who cared what other people thought? But they hadn't been there with her in that school. They hadn't suffered an entire student body (and some teachers) throwing her scornful looks, assuming things about her when they didn't even know her or the truth of the situation. She didn't ever want it to happen again, so she had thrown away her makeup and frivolous clothes and become the person she was today.

"…ger? Granger!?"

Hermione snapped out of her reverie and looked, startled at Draco who she had forgotten was there.

"sorry sir, what was that?" she said. Draco threw her a disgusted look,

"nothing, you're clearly too tired to be sitting at your desk now. Go walk it off so you don't fall asleep" he said and swept into his office. Hermione sighed, a walk would do her good, and exited the room.

Lily: Hey guys, sorry sorry, I know I'm updating this WWWAAAYYY later than I said I would. I didn't notice that it was time for my first test cycle. There's been a lot of work to do recently (augh!). I managed to get this out between studying and such and I'm sorry nothing much happened. Bleh. Well, I hope you liked this, short though it was. I'll try and get the next one out soon (but I have 3 tests and some papers this week...ugh)

I lurrrvvvv you all! （￣３￣）(KISSSSSSSSS)

Next Chapter (hopefully):

Brotherly Bonds and sensual interaction