AN: This is a response to the Princess & Pea Challenge by Practical Magic. And I know it doesn't fit quite with the books, DEAL WITH IT!

Disclaimers: I don't own Harry Potter, nor the Princess and the Pea story. Sorry!

Once upon a time, there was a witch named Hermione Granger. She was traveling a broomstic, wanting to home. But suddenly her brook broke down, and she didn't have a repair kit. What was she to do? She decided to look for some help. It was raining, and she had to find a place to stay. In the distance, she saw a mansion. She grabbed her broom and ran towards it.

When she eventually made it there, she was soaking wet. She knocked on the door, and a man with silvery blonde hair opened. What do you want? He said.

I am lost in the storm! My broom broke down, and I don't know where I am. Can I please receive some help? She asked the man.

Well, I am looking for a wife for my son Draco. So if you'd please step in... He said. Hermione said thank you, and went inside the mansion.

Draco! Get down here! The man yelled.

A voice replied. Hermione recognized the voice, but wasn't sure from where.

Ah, Draco. Here is a young lady stuck in the storm. Her name is... what is it? The man looked confused.

Hermione. We have met. Draco stated. So what are you doing here?

I'm lost. Can I stay the night?

You sure can! Said Mr. Malfoy. If you can take a test while sleeping. It's very simple. I'm looking for a pureblood wife for my dear son Draco here. You need to sleep on forty mattresses, and that's it - for now. Fine with you?

Hermione said. She already knew she wasn't pureblood, but she needed to stay. Draco, for some reason, didn't say a word. It seemed he didn't mind that his enemy's best friend was staying the night.

Hermione got some new clothes, and then Mr. Malfoy led way to their dungeon. Before you sleep, you might want to eat. My wife has prepared a nice meal... So Hermione went and ate dinner. It was delicious, although it was kind of creepy to eat in a dungeon. And Draco kept starring at her...

After dinner, Hermione was lead to a room. Luckily, it wasn't in a dungeon. There was a tall stack of mattresses there, forty to be exact. The others left the room, and she went in the bed.

That night, she couldn't sleep. She was thinking so much about Draco, and was worried about the bed. It seemed fishy that there were forty mattresses. It kept her up all night.

The next morning, Mr., Mrs. and Draco Malfoy entered the room. Did you sleep well? Mr. Malfoy asked.

I didn't sleep at all! She said. It was a horrible night!

Then you must be pureblood! Mr. Malfoy said. Marry my son, Draco! Hermione didn't resist, nor did Draco.

They got married during a beautiful ceremony. The only problem was the fact that Ron went into shock. On their honeymoon, Draco asked how she passed the pureblood test. I kept thinking of you! She answered.

Wow. That's how you resisted the Mudblood Spell. It makes all mudbloods fall asleep! Draco said. But I don't mind. Just don't tell Father!

The End!