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The rest of the weekend passed without incident. She finished unpacking and setting up her new place. By the time Monday morning rolled around, she had calmed down considerably from Friday night’s events.

She still didn’t know what to say to Malfoy or what he wanted her to say so she thought it best to keep busy with work and hope that things would go better next time. She told him she wouldn’t avoid him, and she wasn’t trying to, but she also wasn’t seeking him out.

She knew that she needed to figure things out before seeing him again. Thankfully or not, he kept to himself too. They didn’t see each other all week.

Hermione knew that she wanted something more from him, but she didn’t know what he wanted. Did he just want sex from her or something more serious?

Did she just want sex from him?

She wasn’t sure and she didn’t want to mess up their friendship over some silly hormonal needs. Not to mention the fact that she had never been with anyone other than Ron and the thought of being so intimate with someone new was terrifying.

All these thoughts and more were repeatedly running wild in her mind all week long, distracting her from her work. She tried to focus but she also knew that she needed some answers for him. He deserved to know what their relationship was turning into.

In the middle of the week, she got an invitation to a party at Malfoy Manor for that Friday. She had thought about not going but by the time Friday arrived and she finished her workday, she decided that she could use the fun. She would figure out what to tell him when she saw him.

‘Maybe he’ll be in a better mood this time.’ She thought as she left the office.

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Hermione slowly made her way up the steps to the front doors of the Manor. She paused for a moment to take a breath. She was unbelievably nervous.

Before she could knock, a little house elf pulled the heavy doors open and greeted her.

“Welcome to Malfoy Manor. Please come in.” He said cheerfully and waved her inside.

She walked in and was amazed at how beautiful the inside of the Manor looked. She and her friends had all been over a few times over the years since they all tried to rotate who hosted friend’s night, but she had never seen the place looking as gorgeous as it did tonight.

There were gold accents strewn throughout the entire place and an amazing assortment of flowers. She slowly moved from the entrance and into the main room where everyone else seemed to be and stopped. Everyone there was dressed up in elegant dresses and suits.

‘Thank god I was able to go shopping for a new dress this week.’ She thought but still felt a bit underdressed.

She wore a fitted black dress. It was long but probably more revealing than appropriate. It had a plunging open back and a long slit up the side of her leg. It felt right when she bought it but compared to the other dresses, it felt like the wrong choice.

She had been invited by Draco, but she knew that the party would be planned and hosted by his mother. She was known for her incredible parties.

“Hermione, you look amazing!”

She turned to see Ginny beaming at her.

“Thank you. So do you.” She replied as she leaned in for a hug.

Ginny pulled her tight and whispered in her ear.

“Have you seen Malfoy yet?”

Hermione smiled as they pulled out of the embrace.

“No, not yet. I only just arrived.”

Ginny smiled even bigger if that was possible.

“He’s gonna die when he sees you.” She winked at her.

Hermione felt her face blush bright red.

“I’m going to find my husband. You should go find Malfoy… Tell me everything. I wanna know how he reacts.” She smiled again and waved to Hermione as she walked away to find Harry.

‘I need a drink.’ She thought to herself.

She walked to the edge of the room and found a waiter handing out glasses of champagne. She took one and gulped down the whole thing in a matter of seconds.

She was feeling more nervous than she anticipated. She set the empty glass down and made her way out of the crowded room.

She walked down a hallway and entered the first open room she came across, which just so happened to be a large library. She had only been in here once during one of their friends’ nights, but it still shocked her to see so many books in one place.

It was a large room with rows and rows of bookshelves filled with books. There was a fire burning in the fireplace which lit up a small sitting area, otherwise, the room was completely dark. Somehow the darkness felt inviting, and she walked into the room.

Being surrounded by books always felt comforting and felt like home to her. She ran her fingers over the spines of the books on the nearest bookshelf as she walked past them and over to the fireplace.

The fire felt warm on her skin and just as she was deciding whether to grab a book and sit on the comfortable-looking sofa to read instead of rejoining the party, she was interrupted.

“How did I know that I would find you in here?”

She smiled and turned around to see Malfoy leaning against the bookshelf that she had just passed.

‘Of course, he looks amazing.’ She thought to herself sarcastically.

He was wearing an all-black suit. Under the black jacket was a blue button-up shirt with a white collar and dark vest. The tie was a mix of black and blue.

He always looked amazing in black and the blue really brought out the grey in his eyes. He was as handsome as ever.

She realized she was staring too late and had waited too long to respond which made for an awkward silence.

He took a step towards her, and she felt her breath catch in her throat.

“You look stunning.”

She felt her face blush at the compliment.

“Thank you. So do you.”

She licked her lips and tried to appear less nervous than she felt.

“I’m glad you came. I wasn’t sure that you would after what happened last week.” He spoke softly and slowly stepped towards her as he talked.

She shook her head in response as she cleared her throat to respond.

“I told you. I would never avoid you. I just needed time to figure things out.”

“And did you?” He asked before she could say more.

She bit her lip nervously as she tried to find the right words to say but she still wasn’t sure how to explain her feelings and fears. She wasn’t completely sure what she wanted, and she knew that wasn’t what he wanted to hear.

He took another step which closed the space between them. He was inches away from her and smirking as he stared at her.

“I.. um...” She stumbled trying to find the words.

He was looking at her in a way that made her body heat up and her eyes kept glancing at his lips. She wanted so badly to taste him again and feel his body pressed against hers.

She bit her lip again. She didn’t know what to say to him and her brain wasn’t wanting to function right now.

He leaned towards her and whispered in her ear.

“You think too damn much.”

His lips brushed against her ear as he spoke, and his hot breath tickled her skin. She felt her knees go weak and her panties were wet with desire. Before she could think about what to say or do, she grabbed onto his shoulders to steady herself.

He pulled back and was smirking at her again.

‘How is he always so calm?’ She thought.

“You’re right. I do think too much. Maybe it’s time to stop thinking and start acting.”

He raised an eyebrow at her.

“And what does that mean?” He asked with a smug look on his face.

‘What a prat. Why doesn’t he just kiss me?’ She thought annoyed.

She leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear, making sure to brush her lips against his skin the way he had only moments ago.

“I honestly don’t know what I want but I know that I want you.”

She leaned back and before she could see his response, he pushed her back against the bookshelf and started kissing her.

She adjusted quickly and moved her hands from his shoulders to his hair, pulling him tighter against her.

He kept her pinned with one hand pressing firmly against her hip as he ran his left hand up her body and slowly started caressing her breast which responded quickly under the light fabric of the dress.

She let out a soft moan which he took advantage of and ran his tongue across her lips and into her mouth.

He slowly moved his hand from her breast to lightly grab her throat. He gently squeezed and then pulled back, breaking from the kiss.

“How much have you had to drink?” He asked breathlessly.

Hermione almost groaned loudly at the disappointment of him pausing.

‘He must taste the champagne.’ She thought foggily.

She took a deep breath.

“Not enough to matter so don’t stop.” She responded huskily as she pulled him back to her lips.

He responded enthusiastically and returned to kissing her passionately while pressing her against the shelves. He moved his body closer, so they were pressing firmly against each other.

The contact sent shivers down her spine and before she even realized what she was doing, her body responded, and she pulled her left leg up to hook onto his hip.

She used the position to pull him against her and she felt his hard erection tight against her wet core. She moaned into his mouth, and he used the opportunity to bite her bottom lip. Then he slowly trailed kisses and small nibbles down her jawline and settled on her neck.

Her body felt electrified and was screaming for more. She leaned her head back to give him better access.

Draco moved his hand from her throat to the back of her neck and wound his fingers into her curls. Then he slowly moved his right hand from her hip to the leg that was wrapped around his waist.

He slowly started tracing his fingers from her knee down to her exposed thigh. Then ran his fingers down her thigh and pulled back slightly to fit his hand between their bodies.

He gently rubbed his fingers against her wet panties, and he could feel his cock jump in anticipation. She was so wet and ready for him already.

He moved her panties to the side and started rubbing against her wet folds. He gently placed a finger against her nub and rubbed against it as he slowly pushed two fingers inside of her.

Hermione felt her body jump at the sensation and she had to bite down on her lip to keep from moaning out in pleasure. She tightened her hold of his hair, not caring if she was pulling, to keep herself upright.

Draco kept a slow and steady pace of rubbing and pumping his fingers, teasing her. She started to moan softly in his ear but was obviously trying to stay quiet.

“Nobody will hear you with the party happening. Don’t hold back, I want to hear you screaming my name.” He whispered silkily in her ear between kisses.

She let out a soft groan and felt another shiver run down her spine at his words. His voice and the way he spoke to her had affected her almost as much as his fingers pressed inside of her.

She could feel the need and ache building inside her body, and she wanted more of him. She wanted all of him.

She pulled her fingers out of his hair and quickly put her hands between them to unfasten his trousers. She pulled the fabric to the side and let the material fall down his thighs.

Draco removed his fingers and with a quick motion, he ripped her panties off her hips and tossed them across the room.

Hermione shrieked at the action and bit her lip as she smirked to herself.

He moved her legs up higher on his hips as he pushed her tighter against the wall and he reached under her leg to grab his erection and touch the tip against her wet center.

He rubbed himself against her and watched her face as she bit her lip harder and nodded at him to continue. She took a deep breath as he slowly pushed himself inside of her.

She let out a loud gasp and he let his head fall forward so their foreheads were pressed together. They were both breathing heavily as he slowly pulled back and thrust back inside her.

Draco dropped his head further and started to kiss and nibble on her neck and shoulder as he gradually increased the pace of his thrusts.

Hermione was moaning louder and panting as Draco let out small groans.

Her hips were being slammed into the wall with each thrust, but she didn’t care. At that moment, she didn’t care if he left bruises because the pleasure was far beyond any pain that she was feeling.

The vibrations of them hitting the wall were shaking the bookshelves behind them and books were starting to fall to the floor around them.

Draco stopped to look around them, then without warning, he grabbed her firmly in his arms and walked with her across the room to the sitting area. He laid her gently beneath himself, never losing contact with her body.

She immediately wrapped her legs higher and tighter around him to give him deeper access as he continued to thrust within her.

They started kissing each other again and moaning into each other’s mouths as their hips continued to meet at a steady pace. Draco bit her bottom lip as he pulled out of the kiss and started back on her neck.

She was moaning loudly now, and she could feel her body starting to build pressure and she knew that she was close to climax. She started to lift her hips more urgently, letting him hit deeper and harder.

“There.. there.” She panted out between moans.

Hermione put her hands on his firm bottom and pulled him tighter against herself. She was whining loudly, practically screaming as she felt him repeatedly hit the sweet spot inside of her.

She threw her head back as she screamed out in pleasure and felt a wave of ecstasy crash over her entire body. “Draco!” She screamed as she felt her body shudder and her vision went black with stars swirling in her brain.

As she was beginning to come down from her release, she heard Draco grunt into her ear and she felt him release deep inside her.

They were both panting loudly as the world came back into focus. They were still clinging tightly onto each other as he slowly pulled out of her and lifted his head to look at her.

They both smiled at each other, then he leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips before pulling away and standing up. He adjusted his trousers and refastened them, then straightened out his shirt and tie.

He still looked handsome as ever and you would never know he just had a quickie in the library. His hair was a little tousled and his face was still blushing red but otherwise, he looked normal.

Hermione slowly stood up and straightened out her dress. She was looking around the room for her panties but couldn’t spot them anywhere.

“I’ll find them later. Pretty sure I tore them anyway.” He smirked at her.

She couldn’t help but grin back at him.

“Pretty sure.” She agreed.

“We should get back to the party.” He said softly, then he reached his hand out to her.

She happily accepted his hand and intertwined her fingers with his. Then they walked out of the library and headed back towards the noise and crowd of the party.

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A/N: I am so sorry for the long wait but I really wanted to try and make this chapter the best that I could. I tried to make it intense and everything but I am horrible at writing these kind of scenes.