It felt like an eternity had passed, when she heard a faint voice of someone demanding that Malfoy stop. Was it Ron or Harry? She tried opening her eyes but then another wave of pain swept through her, she felt as if she were drowning. Maybe it was Moaning Myrtle who would save her.

'Tear up the sheet. Do it now.' his eyes narrowed and the tip of his wand managed to find itself on her heart, pressing painfully.

'Let me go, Malfoy. I'm not doing anything for you, you vicious cockroach.' she screamed. And wished that she never came out here.

Walking up another set of stairs, she didnt see anything at first, but when she went further down the hallway, the door to a classroom was ajar.

Those sounds... moaning?

'Ron was in 'intimate encounters' with one Lavender Brown, last night.' she mumbled.

'WHAT?' Ginny screeched out. The Great Hall fell silent and every one stared at them.

'He still loves you,' Lavender whispered.

Hermione started forward, and sat beside her. Bent on righting the wrong, she wasn't going to lie (but she obviously wasn't going to tell her about the kiss), and she definitely wasn't going to be the bad person here.

'What do you care? You have no say in what I do,' she tried passing him but he grabbed her wrist and whirled her around until she was pressed up against the wall.

He kissed her. He had actually kissed the dirty little thing. Oh, he felt like puking. Not from the kiss, but from the fact that he had enjoyed it.

A little too much.

Draco practically memorized the inside of the know-it-alls mouth. It was so warm and she tasted like...pumpkin juice. One of his favorite drinks.

'I don't care what you do, just don't involve me again,' she opened the door to the room but Malfoy's hand stopped her.

'You think this is over? I am going to make your life a living Hell. You know too much and I won't let you off the hook that easily,' he whispered in her ear. He let her go and she stormed out.