Title: When it all Comes Crumbling Down

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Summary: Someone has decided that the scared bond between Harry, Ron, and Hermione has got to end. Who better to destroy it, than their worst enemy?

Author's Note: This story will be rated R in later chapters.

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Hermione Granger stood in the doorway and looked around at her room. Being the Head Girl for her seventh and final year at Hogwarts, she had a huge bedroom all to herself. The walls were white and the carpet was a deep red. Her king size four-poster bed had gold silk sheets and a quilt the same color as her carpet. A dark mahogany desk and chair sat to the right of her bed and a dresser in the same color was to the left. To the far right was a huge walk-in closet and directly across from her bed was a couch. In the far corner of the room stood a full-length mirror and Hermione went over and studied herself.

Over the summer she had managed to tame her hair, so she'd decided to cut it a bit and put a few layers in it; now it fell about an inch past her shoulders and it was sleek and shiny. Her cousin was a huge gym buff, so she worked out twice a week during the summer and it seemed to have paid off a bit. Her once lanky form was now semi-toned. She also spent a lot of time at the beach and had gotten a nice natural tan. Although she got many compliments from people, and turned quite a few heads, she didn't see any difference. To her, she was the same old Hermione Granger, and a bookworm to boot.

Hermione glared at her reflection and began to unpack her things. Ten minutes later, she heard a door shut outside her room and guessed that it was the new Head Boy. She had no idea who it was, so she decided to take a peek. When she opened her door, her eyes just about popped out of her head.

"Bloody Hell." She swore.

At the sound of her voice, two tall figures turned to face her.

"I should have known." Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini were standing next to the door of the Head Boy's room.

Hermione glared at the two, "So, which one of you is it? Not like I want to share a common room with either ONE of you."

Draco stepped forward, "That would be me."

"Figures." Hermione groaned.

Draco sneered at her, "I'm not too happy about it either Mudblood."

Hermione had gotten so used to him calling her a Mudblood, she just rolled her eyes, "That doesn't work on me anymore Malfoy. This is my last year at Hogwarts and NO one is going to ruin for me, especially not an arrogant little git like you."

Hermione gave them an innocent smile, turned on her heel and went to her room. Draco and Blaise were watching her as she walked away with amused expressions on their faces. She gave her password to the portrait and slammed the door shut behind her, causing the woman in the picture to jump.

Blaise motioned for Draco to follow him into Draco's bedroom. When they got inside, Blaise closed the door.

Blaise looked at Draco, "The little witch gained a backbone over the summer it seems."

"As well as a few other things." Draco said, referring to figure. "Such a shame to waste a body like that on a Mudblood.

"Yes, but something will have to be done about her attitude."

Draco smirked at Blaise, "What did you have in mind?"

Blaise thought for a second.

"She definitely has…improved…physically over the summer, and that gives me and idea." Blaise smile.

Draco looked intrigued, "Do tell."

"What's something that you've always wanted to do?" Blaise asked.

"Knock the Golden Trio off their high bloody horses." Draco growled.

"And what better way to do that than to break them up?"

"How do you propose we do that?"

"Simple; break Granger. She's the brain of the outfit and without her they're finished. As I recall, you're pretty good with the ladies. If you're going to destroy them, why not have some fun doing it?"

Draco looked at Blaise as if a second head had just appeared on his shoulders, "Are you suggesting that I try and seduce the Mudblood?"

"If Potter and Weasley find out that their precious Hermione is fucking their worst enemy, how long do you think it's going to be before they turn on her? When that happens, they are as good as finished. Besides, it could be a lot of fun for you…in more ways than one. Not only will you get to destroy them, but also you will get to use Granger for your own sick and twisted pleasures and when you're finished, you can just throw her away. That won't do too well for her Ego."

"I like the way your mind works."

"Good, so you're going to do it?"

Draco smirked, "I could use another extra curricular activity this year."

Blaise grinned, "Excellent."

"She's a smart one though. It's going to take a Hell of a lot to convince her that I really like her."

"It's going to take a while, but you're an expert when it comes to this stuff. You're going to have to work on her a bit. Do your best to soften her up before you sweep in for the kill."

"Yea, I can do that, but not alone. She hates me with every fiber of her being; there's no way that I can just ask her to jump into bed with me."

"Unless you're all that's on her mind." Blaise grinned, "Remember that dream potion that Snape taught us at the end of last year? If we put you in her dreams, and make her see you in a different way, it could be a lot easier for you to break her."

"You are a genius." Draco smiled.

"It's going to take a while to get her to really be into you, at least subconsciously."

"If it means breaking them up for good, I'll do it as long as I have to."

Blaise held out his hand, "Let Operation: Destruction commence."

The two 7th year Slytherins shook hands.

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Ok, this was just the intro to the story so that's why it's so short. I really want to know if you guys like my story so PLEASE review! Thanks!