(A/N: This is the origional. It was written three years ago in my sophmore year when I was fifteen. I am currently working on editing it, well more re-writing it. Well I wanted to post the origional and the re-written version to see which gets more reviews. Well this is the origional, you don't have to read the rewrite to compare just R&R and tell me what you think?)

Over the summer, between Hermione's fourth and fifth year, she decided it was time for a drastic change. I was the beginning of her seventh year and boy were people in for a big surprise. Hermione's attitude and appearance had changed. Her bushy brown hair had grown to the small of her back and transformed into wavy tresses. Hermione had just boarded the train for her seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She sat down in their usual compartment waiting for Harry and Ron. Hermione lay down on one side of the small room with her head propped up on an armrest.

She was wearing skin tight shiny leather black pants that were dangerously low showing off her playboy bunny tattoo perfectly and tied all the way down her leg showing only about an inch of skin. She wore a shredded maroon corset top showing a bit too much of her C-cup cleavage. For shoes she wore these cute platform army boots. Hermione had maroon streaks flowing all through her hair. She wore maroon eyeshadow and plum lipstick which went perfectly well with her new tan. She had also gotten her nose pierced. She had three holes on each ear and one in the cartilage of her left ear - each earring got smaller as they worked their way up. She had a black onyx in her nose and left ear, along with a spike black leather dog collar with a ring for the leash along with matching braclets. She had now grown out her bangs and had them pulled back into a slight poof.

Hermione now read her second favorite book in the entire wizarding world, 'Blackmagic and its History'. Suddenly Hermione stood up hearing footsteps, which she expected to be Harry's and Ron's , the chain connecting from her wallet to her belt loop on her pants jingling. The compartment door opened but when she saw who it was grin fell from her face, for it was Draco Malfoy.

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"Oh, it's just you," she said dully as he walked in and closed the door, locking it behind him.

Draco's mouth dropped. "Granger? Is that you?" he asked completely astounded. His appearance had changed, but only his hair, which was still slicked back but had also gained a slight wave to it.

"The one and only Malfoy. What? Like what you see?" She asked him slyly seeing where his eyes went.

"You have no idea" he answered before even realizing he had opened his mouth. Then catching himself he coldly added, "unfortunately."

Hermione let out a pouty sigh knowing that she was indeed a knockout. Then he got a devious smirk on his face and began to circle her. He chuckled.

"What, what were a vulture in another lilfe?!" she demanded as she spun around. But Malfoy was too quick.

He turned right back around grabbing and holding her against himself. He towered over her. He began running a finger up ad down her spine, ending at the small of her back. In doing this sending shivers all over her body. Closing her eyes she let herself fall deeper in this new pleasure he now gave her.

"What do you want from me?" she asked as he now ran his hand up and down her lef.

"Only a little bit of what I got last year." he said as he roughly pushed her up against the wall and began to gently suck on her neck.

"Malfoy?" she asked in a soft voice.

"Yes?" he asked her as he moved his way frm her neck to her jaw line.

"You - really - should - leave - now." she told him between soft pants, trying to sound forceful but knew she was unsuccessful.. "I - don't - love - you - anymore." he pulled away for mere moments and she took this moment to try to reason with him. "Besides, Harry and Ron could walk in at any moment."

Never breaking eye contact with her he smiled a little bit and gently grabbed her hand as he sat down. Reaching up with his other hand to cup her cheek as he puled her down onto himself.

"Do you really want me to stop?"

"No," she whispered love drunk before her lips ascended upon his rising ones. His mouth was hot and gentle upon hers. He grazed the pad of his thumb across her cheek, then moving into her hair. He tugged on her hair eliciting a soft moan from Hermione into his throat.

The old woman with the candy cart walked past, knocking off the door, "Anything off the trolley dears?"

No answer.

The woman leaned her head in closer after a moments silence. A grunt here, a moan there. "Oh dear." said the woman covering her mouth with her hand and quickly scurrying away.

Suddenly realizing what she was doing she practically flung herself onto the ground in a too quick attempt to get off. She got up and walked to the other side of the compartmet.

"Come on Malfoy! What are we doing here? Harry and Ron will be here any moment -" but before she could finish she was cut off by Malfoy shoving his lips, hard, against hers. Putting her hands against his chest she shoved him off of her. "Stop! Besides, would you really want to ruin your fabulous reputation by sullying yourself with a mudblood!" with her hands on her she spat the word 'mudblood' at him. All he did was smirk.

"Fine, you wanna quit? Lets quit." her eyes widened slightly as he walked towards. He placed a gentle kiss on her lips before hoisting her over his shoulder.

"DRACO MALFOY WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!" she hollered, kicking and screaming as she brutalized his back.

"Exactly what you directed me to do love," he chuckled hoisting her into an empty luggage compartment, locking it behind himself. "Quitting."

"MALFOY YOU LET ME OUT, YOU LET ME OUT OF HERE THIS INSTANT!" she yelled kicking at the door.

"Don't worry, your friends will come and save you like they always do. See you at the sorting my sweet Asp." he smirked using the nickname he had given her last year.

"Don't you 'Asp' me, I want out of here right now!!" she yelled giving the door one last kick. She heard him chuckled, he is so sick sometimes, but then their was another voice.

"What are you doing her ferret?" the voice scowled.

"Potty, Weasel, don't worry I was just paying a small visit to my lovely pet Asp." he told them and turned and walked away, but turned into an empty compartment upon hearing, "Vincent, have you seen my Draci-poo?"

"Stupid git," the voice said as it walked into the compartment.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH I AM NOT YOUR ASP AND IF YOU CALL ME THAT ONE MORE TIME I WILL PERSONALLY MAKE IT TO WHERE YOU WILL NEVER SCREW ANOTHER WOMAN FOR THE REST OF YOUR PATHETIC LIFE!" Hermione screamed apparently not realizing Malfoy had gone.

"Hermione?" she heard the voice say. Harry? Ron? She cursed herself for not recognizing their voices earlier.

"Help!"