Hermione's life has not been easy ever since Malfoy began singling her out and giving her his undivided, and unwanted attention. With Hermione already stressed out, can a startling revelation ease her troubles? Will Malfoy tempt her or can she resist it?

With a whole night of detention however will Hermione fare and whatever causes her to outside in the rain? Could it be the pesterings of a certain blonde haired ferret or could it be that she can't control her emotions for him anymore? Now what will happen when Malfoy follows her...

Hermione looked up into his bright blue eyes and she knew at that instant she would hate herself forever, for what she was about to do. She took in a big gulp of air, as if preparing for a battle and replied. “I would never and will never do anything with Malfoy, Ron”, she said, not once breaking eye contact with him. She knew she was lying to him and the guilt and shame was eating away at her insides again, but the thought of losing him was too great to bear. Maybe by keeping eye contact with Ron and saying it with such sincerity, she could convince herself of it too...

“Bloody hell Granger, you sure know how to ruin a moment!” he cried aggravated, crossing his arms across his chest and glowering at her.

“Ruin a moment?” she cried incredulously, “You jumped me Malfoy; you can’t do that!”

“I done nothing of the kind and if I remember correctly, you didn’t exactly push me of you straight away. I do believe you were enjoying yourself Granger, or else you wouldn’t have been moaning like that”, he quirked, raising an eyebrow, a devilish look on his face. 

No matter how many nights of passion and escape one can have, there will always be the morning after. What is Hermione going to do, when she awakes to the light of day and sees her problems and mistakes in the harsh morning sunshine. Can she deals with the aftermath of her choices?

 Anthony just shrugged his shoulders and stayed quiet. A moment of silence passed before he opened his mouth. “What’s left for a disgraced Ex-Head Boy?” Anthony asked, sighing heavily.
 “What’s left for a cheating, hypocritical Head Girl?” Hermione quipped, raising her eyebrows and shaking her head at this.
 “We make a fine pair of Heads, don’t we?” Anthony asked, a trace of a smile gracing his elegant features...

It was only one hour ago
It was all so different then
Theres nothing yet has really sunk in
Looks like it always did
This flesh and bone
Its just the way that you would tied in
Now theres no-one home