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A/N: WARNING! GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT IN THE NEAR FUTURE! IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ IT! I DON'T WANT TO SEE ANY HATE REVIEWS! THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME! Oh, and by the way, this is my first fanfic so don't be too harsh, please. To everyone who is looking for some heated sex, that will come in chapter 2 and 4. Chapters 1 and 3 are the story.
Story takes place in their seventh year. It's after the war, and everyone has returned to Hogwarts to redo their final year. Malfoy and Hermione are head boy and girl and have their own quarters and a private common room between them.
(Flashback)
It was a perfect morning. They had about five minutes until it was time to go down to breakfast. Ron and Hermione were on the couch in the Gryffindor common room; Hermione curled up, leaning on Ron's shoulder.
"Hermione," Ron said to her, with a concerned look on her face, "I can't do this anymore. I want to break up."
Hermione looked up to see his serious face. Her first instinct was that he was joking. "Ha-ha! Very funny, Ron!" she said rather sarcastically.
But he didn't start laughing. He didn't even smile. In fact, the frown on his face deepened.
"Ron? Please tell me your joking!" She felt her eyes become watery and her vision was blurred. "Ron! This isn't funny! Stop kidding around!"
He merely shrugged Hermione off his shoulder and stood up. "'Mione, this is hard enough as it is." With that said, he left the room. He left Hermione.
(Flashback over)
Hermione's day went down hill from there. She had missed breakfast because she was to busy crying non-stop. The only difference was that she left the Gryffindor common room to cry in her Head Girl's Room. She had finally pulled herself together when it was time for her first class.
Potions. With Slytherins. 'As if it couldn't get any worse,' She thought, but she had spoken to soon.
As if to rub in the recent break up, none other than Draco Malfoy was assigned to partner with her.
"Granger."
"Malfoy."
They acknowledged each other with a slight nod and a frown on each of their faces.
"Granger, lets get this over with. You just do all the work and I will take the credit. Is that clear?"
"Crystal." She didn't want to put up with his shit today. Not a single part of her had the energy to muster a retort.
Malfoy looked at her sideways. "What? I mean… Good?" Malfoy was utterly confused at her lack of sass, but Hermione just ignored it.
They worked in silence while Hermione waited for the bell to ring. When it finally did, she gathered her things, not bothering to even put them in her bag, and ran out of the classroom.
The rest of the day fallowed with the same drab to it, until she finally had a free period, then the day's classes would be over. She decided to use that free time for herself. What else would be better then to soak her troubles away in solitude?
She made her way to the prefect's bathroom on the fifth floor. She walked into the large room with the tub the size of a swimming pool. Hermione figured someone might want to take a bath while she was still there, and she didn't want to chance it. As head girl, Hermione knew of the secret passageway behind the mermaid stained glass. The mermaid, her name was Merissa, watched Hermione carefully as she approached.
"Hello, Merissa." Hermione beckoned in a sad tone.
She smiled and played with her hair, awaiting Hermione to give her the password.
She smiled. "I forgot you couldn't talk. Silly me! Password is: Mermish."
A large, wooden door appeared next to Hermione with a rustic looking handle. Hermione quickly walked down the corridor and turned on the steaming water. The tub was much like a smaller Prefects tub and overflowed with multicoloured bubbles. Hermione quickly stripped herself of all of her clothing and settled into the water, leaving her towel by the side of the door, knowing nobody else would come in here. Nothing soothed her more then this, besides reading a book of coarse. She just needed to get away from this world. More importantly, she needed to get away from Ron.
She took a deep breath and dunked her head under the water and let her thoughts be washed away
Draco Malfoy's day was fine until he had Quidditch practice. Having the last two periods of the day free, he took the second to last period to practice on the empty pitch. The day was brilliant as any, but he didn't know that the Gryffindor beaters were practicing that day.
Draco mounted his broom and began attempting difficult maneuvers to shake off following players. He soared through the air, and didn't realize that there were two bludgers headed straight for him. One hit him on the left side of his chest; the other barely missed his head, and skimmed past his ear.
He cured under his breath as he lowered himself down to the ground. He would have yelled at the Gryffindors, but he could not manage to utter a word at the moment. He stalked off, looking forward to soaking in the bathtub, to relieve soreness. He made his way to the Prefects bathroom, but discovered a Gryffindor prefect, Dean Thomas, was about to take one himself, and Draco was not willing to share with him. He snuck over to the mermaid and muttered the word "Mermish" to her and slipped through the door while Dean was filling the tub.
Draco set his towel by the door, not noticing the one that was already there. If he had looked up one second sooner, he may have seen the bushy-haired girl submerge her head underwater. He wasn't paying much attention, and he didn't register the fact that the tub was full. All he could think about was how sore he was. He took off his robes and climbed in the water. He put his arms on the side of the tub, ready to relax, his sore chest already feeling better.
Moments later, a girl's head came up from under the water. They both stared at each other for a moment, surprise plastered across their faces.
"Malfoy?" "Granger?" They both shouted at the same time.
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