I'm supposed to do a disclaimer right? Okay, the extremely sexy Draco Malfoy does not belong to me, and all the rest of the characters, places and and other stuff in this story don't belong to me either. Unfortunately. Enjoy!

DPOV

"God, this place has gone to the dogs, hasn't it Draco?" muttered Pansy Parkinson, voted best looking in the Slytherin class of 2003, and quite right if she

does say so herself, thank you very much. She was the pratty girlfriend of Draco Malfoy, the son of the late Lucius Malfoy. "So, it's all Snape's fault, he's the

arrogant git who thought Dumbledore actually had taste in architecture and fashion." Said Pansy's toe rag of a friend, Olivia Hornby. Draco smirked to

himself. This was going to be fun. He walked up to Pansy, saying "Look. We've had a fun time, and I used to really like you, but I've found someone else." A

look of horror crossed her face. "WHO?" She squealed. "Never you mind, Pansy dear." She began screaming incomprehensible nothings at him, but he

silenced her with a flick of his wand. "We can still be friends, Pansy dear!" then he spun around and walked back to the common room to take a nap.

HPOV

"Ugh, did you see the way he just did away with her? I mean, it's not like she didn't deserve it, but he just threw her away like a worn out washcloth!

RON!" "Wha?" he groaned. " 'Mione, it's not like we care about stuck up, stupid, pureblood Pansy Parkinson. She's just as bad as Malfoy, so just let it go, she

deserves it. And don't wake me up again!" And with that, he closed his eyes and dropped his head back on his arms, and promptly fell asleep, leaving

Hermione blushing fiercely. "Well, no girl deserves…" she trailed off, watching Draco walk away.

"Whatever. I'm going to go study for Flitwick's exam tomorrow, and I'm not letting you copy Snape's essay!" She stalked off to the library, not noticing the

thin, blonde, muscular shape of the one and only Draco Malfoy.

"Going somewhere Granger?" She spun around, and began to lecture him about how his whims could well make someone's heart break, backing him up

until he was against the stony wall. "And who's heart have I broken yet? I thought I just helped you put yours back together again." She stuttered,

searching for the words to say. "Well, if Cormac had actually liked me, then maybe I wouldn't have had…" He silenced her lips with his own. After what felt

like years, Hermione came up for a breath, and began running, pulling Draco along with her. "Where are we going?" he asked. Then he realized that they

were headed for the Room of Requirement. He wondered what was in store for them there. When they got to the blank wall, she started teasing him with a

few light kisses that turned into passionate hungry kisses that was absolute bliss to the both of them. Eventually, when they stopped snogging, they

realized that the door was there. Draco turned the knob and pushed, revealing the most beautiful bedroom either had ever seen. Hermione's lit up, and

began pulling Draco into the room…