It was the night before Christmas and Hermione was finishing decorating her bedroom. She would have got it done sooner, if she hadn’t been so occupied with her Head Girl duties. Being Head Girl, she shared a dormitory with the Head Boy, who was none other than Draco Malfoy.

“Oi Granger! Come down here!” she heard him calling.

She groaned. Ever since they had been living together he had done nothing but come on to her; trying to take her away from her loving boyfriend, Ron Weasley.

Eventually, she descended the stairs to find Malfoy sitting at a table, decorated with two red candles and a red rose. Despite herself, she smiled slightly. Ron had never done anything thus for her, never would have dreamt of doing so. Ron wasn’t exactly the romantic type. His idea of romance would be to teach her how to play Wizarding Chess.

“Wow! You look so beautiful!” Malfoy exclaimed, looking her up and down.

Hermione raised an eyebrow. She was wearing pink jogging bottoms and a hoody that she felt made her look fat.

“What are you doing Malfoy?” she asked, circling the table with an expression of total confusion. “Why is there a...”

“This flower reminded me of you,” he cut in. “This rose. Afraid to let anyone touch it, but because of its beauty, it’s impossible to resist.”

He stood up and came towards her. He placed his arms around her waist and pulled her in, close to his body. She could feel his muscular torso against her stomach which sent the butterflies in her stomach flying.

“Malfoy, you have to stop this! You know I have a boyfriend!” she cried, making a feeble attempt to push him away.

“Well I have a girlfriend. But that doesn’t stop me from liking you.”

He bent his head down and their lips met, but only for a brief second before Hermione pulled away.

“I can’t Malfoy. I’m not a cheater. I couldn’t do that to Ron. I love him.”

“No you don’t. You love me and you know it.”

Hermione pushed him off and ran to find Ron. The truth was, she did love Malfoy, but Ron was the one she wanted. He had always been there for her, sticking up for her when Malfoy had called her a Mudblood. She thought that Malfoy was only saying these things so that he could use her for sex and then throw her away, just like he had done many times before. But she had a strange feeling that this time, it might just be different...

She ran up to the Gryffindor boy’s dormitory. She wanted to see Ron, for him to tell her that he loved her, that he would do anything for her. She wanted to see that he could be just as sweet as Malfoy. She wanted to prove to herself that he was the one she wanted.

She could hear noises inside. Silently, she pushed open the door.

There, she found Ron and Pansy, naked, in Ron’s bed. They were giggling and rolling around, kissing and feeling each others bodies. She watched as Ron sat up to kiss Pansy, and saw him notice her out of the corner of his eye.

“Hermione! This isn’t what it looks like!” Ron cried, pushing Pansy off of him.

Hermione began to back out of the door.

“Hermione wait! I love you!” she heard him call.

As she made her way back to her dormitory, she felt devastation take over. And yet, she didn’t feel as upset as she thought she would have been. She was in shock more than anything; she never would have thought that Ron would cheat on her. And with Malfoy’s girlfriend; a girl she had hated since the beginning.

She found Malfoy sitting on the sofa, fondling the rose he had brought for her that morning. As she walked in, Malfoy stood up almost immediately to see Hermione slowly moving towards him with tears rolling down her cheeks.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

She didn’t reply. Instead, she pushed him back on to the sofa, so that he was lying down. She climbed on top of him and kissed him passionately. He pushed her away gently and wiped the tears from her face.

“I thought you weren’t a cheater.”

“Ron and I are over. It’s you that I want.”

Malfoy pulled her closer and smiled.

“Finally, you admit it.”

She smiled back before he leaned in to kiss her again. He slowly undressed Hermione to reveal a matching lacy bra and thong set.

“You look so sexy,” he whispered, clearly breathless from the kiss.

She smiled at him, gazing into his seductive grey eyes. As they finished undressing, they rolled off of the sofa onto the soft, luxurious, white carpet. Now he was on top of her and she could feel his weight pressing down on her.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” he asked her, breaking the kiss.

“I’m more then sure.”

They enjoyed a few moments of pure passion before lying down together; Hermione in his arms.

“So is this it now? Me and you together?” Malfoy asked.

Hermione turned to look at him. She had never felt so happy.

“Yes. It’s us.” 

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