A/N: I had Voldemort dead cause I don't feel like dealing with that stuff. I only have so much imagination and not exactly a lot of time to ponder over the infinite possibilities. I also know that when I read stories that are about Voldemort still being alive it gives me a headache because the real outcome may be totally different. Plus, why not leave it to the master of Harry Potter (Rowling) and let her decide how the plot should progress. If you want me to write one I will but give me an idea of what you want. I'll try to bring the story you want to "life" Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own none of the Harry Potter characters or anything related to that matter. I am just a bored, nerdy person who wishes she does. Damn J.K. Rowling. (JK)

Summary: It's the last year of Hogwarts for Hermione Granger and she decides to make it her best. Obsessions are revealed and seduction is intense on the path to happiness.

Toxic Addiction

Chapter one:

It was finally the day to leave for Hogwarts for that last final year until it was time to face the world and face the challenges that lay ahead. Voldemort had been killed the previous year but the war between purebloods and everyone else had left most paranoid and still very shaken. The outcome had almost resulted in the death of Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived, and few of the Order of the Phoenix remained. Celebrations were still going on and much enthusiasm still lingered in many hearts.

Just like everyone else, Hermione Granger, member of the Golden Trio, felt a heavy weight lifted from her chest. She no longer had to fear for others' safety and fret if they were going to come back to her alive. Despite all of the changes and dangers she had to endure for her sixth year and two weeks of summer break she still had her bravery, loyalty and courage. A true Gryffindor. The war had taken a toll on her though. She had mentally matured and was now skilled at lying.

Because of the ordeal in the wizarding world, Ginerva Weasley and Hermione had become the best of friends. Ginny also had a lot of influence over Hermione as she over her. Hermione chuckled as she remembered this, now rising from bed in her boyshorts and baggy shirt

"C'mon Hermione. Please! You'll look great. I promise. You know you want to. It's your last year and after everything that has happened you deserve it. Please!" Ginny looked at her from her room in the burrow with her bright blue puppy dog eyes- just pleading her to accept her proposition.

"I don't know." Hermione replied with a sly look. "You tend to be a bit outgoing than I would like. Especially in your clothing." She chuckled at this for Ginny Weasley was as stunning as most women get. Her wavy fiery red hair which framed her face also tumbled down her back, faint freckles upon her nose, long curly eyelashes to accent even more her large deep blue eyes and the body of a goddess. Then if that wasn't enough to catch ones attention-males and females- then her wardrobe would sure do the job. Her teasing and formfitting clothes would make any man drop to their knees at the mere sight of her. (A/N the main point of the description is mainly to say that she's drop dead gorgeous. I'm trying to not elaborate as much, but you get the point.)

"Please!" Ginny noticing that Hermione was beginning to crack. "I won't make you wear anything you don't want. I promise."

Hermione gave in with a final sigh. "Fine"

That was the beginning to the makeover of Hermione Granger. Her wardrobe had been completely altered. The clothes she owned were modest yet still teasing but not in a way that gave her a slutty appearance. Her light brunette hair had been tamed and now also framed her face and curled at the tips. She wore only light mascara and chap stick so her lips would stay natural and soft. Her eyebrows had been modestly shaped in an arc giving her look the finishing touch.

As much as Hermione didn't like the tedious work involved in her change, she had to admit that the end results were astonishing. She was left speechless while Ginny was grinning from ear to ear only saying, "I told you so."

The only people who had seen her transformation had been the Weasleys and Harry. They showered her with compliments and had been left speechless as she had- not knowing that their studious bookworm could produce sultry looks from any man in an instant.

This also produced a bit more protectiveness from Harry and Ron as they saw that their female friend had blossomed into one of the most desirable women.

Hermione-still being an intellectual and bookish student- had already packed all of her supplies she was going to need at Hogwarts two nights before. The outfit she had picked to wear that morning was snug light blue jeans and an off-the-shoulder red shirt that was tight enough to give a faint outline of her pristine curves.

She headed downstairs to find her mother making her toast and scrambled eggs.

"Hi mum." She said to her mother as she approached her.

"Hey. Hurry up and eat. You don't want to be late for the train. Especially since it's your last year. I'll have you father put your stuff in the trunk. Be at the car in fifteen minutes." Mrs. Granger said as she set a plate of food in front of her daughter and giving her a quick peck on her forehead.

"Alright" Hermione quickly ate her breakfast and headed to the car that would drop her off for her last year at Hogwarts.

Soon enough she was bidding her parents adieu and stepping through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. As soon as she stepped through she saw students racing by to find a compartment, others standing around and chatting and some saying goodbye to their families. Hermione decided to rid herself of her luggage by finding a compartment to stash it away.

As she was walking down the narrow corridor the wheel of her luggage got caught on the rug. She tried to pull it free but to no avail. She was becoming irritated when she heard a smooth silky voice behind her. Shivers ran throughout her body recognizing the voice that belonged to Draco Malfoy.

Hermione turned and faced the handsome young man who stared at her from the deep gray depths that were his eyes. Even though Draco had eventually turned himself in and had worked as a spy for the Order, Hermione avoided him unless necessary. He had been a major asset to the downfall of the Dark Lord but the intensity in his eyes when he looked at her at any given chance had made her uneasy and nervous around him.

"What?" she said not fully hearing what he had said to her.

"Let me help you." With that he gently pushed her out of the way while making her skin ripple when his hand made contact with her arm and swiftly pulled her luggage free.

"Thanks." She said, still feeling goosebumps on her arm where he had touched her.

He simply nodded at her and left down towards the end of the train.

As she stared after him after he left, she noticed how Draco had become so handsome and, as most would call him, sexy. His broad shoulders and slight muscles could still be defined through the material of his clothing. Standing at approximately 6 feet, Draco Malfoy had enough muscle to make people wary to not make enemies with him. His walk held some arrogance and authority and as Hermione remembered, he had a strong chiseled jaw with full masculine lips. Everything about him clearly yelled out 'I am, without a doubt, male.'

Seeing this, Hermione became flustered and decided to move on with her current

task of getting her luggage to a compartment. She soon found one towards the front of the train and set off to look for her friends who should have arrived by that time.

"Granger."

Hermione turned to find herself face to face with Blaise Zabini. He had also turned himself in along with Draco and helped the light side during the war. He was approximately 6 feet tall-making her feel short at her stature of 5'5-and had about the same body structure as Malfoy, but his looks seemed a bit darker. His dark tousled hair made his blue eyes stand out and seem brighter. But unlike with Malfoy, her relationship with him was more at ease and comfortable.

"Hey." She smiled warmly at him.

" Have you seen Draco around anywhere?"

"Um, yea. He was heading down to the end of the train last time I saw him."

He gave her a quick nod muttering a brief "Thank you" as he left towards the path Draco had taken earlier.

Hermione finally made it off the train and set out to find her friends. They, however, found her first. She soon had arms wrapped around her waist from behind and heard a mumble of " Hello 'Mione. How've you been?"

"Hi Harry. Could you let me go? I would like to see you when I speak to you." A grin formed on her face seeing how despite all the events Harry was still a caring person.

As she turned she saw the Weasleys along with Harry beaming down at her. Ginny was the first to attack Hermione with a hug.

"You look great. Better than the last time I saw you which was only two days ago, but still."

This made Hermione chuckle as she returned the hug.

"You don't look to bad yourself."

She got hugs from Ron and the rest of the Weasleys along with a few muttered greetings. When she reached Fred and George, however, they had mischievous looks.

"Have fun this last year!" said Fred

"Yea, don't break too many hearts." George added.

"Oh you two." Hermione laughed as she smacked them across their arms.

The train whistle blew signaling that there were 5 minutes to board the train. Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione bid everyone goodbye and headed toward the compartment that Hermione had placed her stuff in. They all got situated and soon enough Harry and Ron were engrossed in a game of wizards chess. Hermione and Ginny soon became bored and started chatting amiably between themselves.

"So," Ginny began, "have you noticed anyone your interested in? I've seen these two guys who are gods. Wow…" She had a dreamy look upon her face yet Hermione noticed the impish look in her eyes.

"Well now that's nice. Do you plan on telling me who they are or do I have to guess? Your not planning anything, are you?" Hermione suddenly had a feeling that Ginny would try to catch the boys' attention in some way.

"C'mon Hermione. You really haven't noticed. The guys I'm obviously talking about are Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini. Though I do rather like Zabini. He has that mysterious look. What?" Ginny had stopped talking because Hermione had a surprised look on her face.

"Your serious aren't you? You really like Zabini?"

"Well it's not like anyone can't. You have to admit that he is gorgeous."

"He is handsome-" Hermione didn't have the chance to finish what she was saying because she was suddenly cut off by the person she mostly avoided.

"I didn't know you felt that way Granger. Very interesting. Even though I'm sure you have much more to say, McGonagall sent me to fetch you." Draco Malfoy leaned against the doorframe, watching her with more intensity in his eyes than usual.

Hermione felt herself blush a deep shade of red while Harry and Ron gave her amused looks.

"Fine. I'm going." Before she left though, Hermione shot Ginny an accusing glare who giggled softly and tried to hide her grin with her hand.

As she followed Malfoy she noticed that he seemed a bit tense. It was so faint that she eventually thought that she was just imagining things.

They soon arrived at a compartment, which Professor McGonagall sat in waiting patiently.

"Hello Ms. Granger. How have you been?"

"Fine professor."

"Well I'm sure you two are wondering why I have asked you both to come. As you know, you two are at the top of your class and it is my pleasure to announce you both head boy and head girl." McGonagall looked at them both and waited for their reactions.

Hermione's was instantaneous. She grinned from ear to ear and bounced slightly in her seat.

"Thank you Professor." She said a bit out of breath. Hermione soon felt a prickling on her neck and turned to see what Draco's reaction was. He was staring at her with an amused look in his eyes and a slight curve on his lips.

Professor McGonagall went to explain their duties of organizing the prefects, curfews, organizing the dances, etc.

Hermione tried to pay attention but couldn't because of the incessant prickle on the back of her neck. She knew Malfoy was staring at her. She started feeling very nervous and uneasy that when McGonagall said that they could leave she breathed a sigh of relief.

On her way back to the compartment Ginny, Harry, and Ron were in, Hermione passed Blaise as he headed down the way she had just come from. She gave him a small smile while he simply nodded in her direction. Since she still felt a prickling on the back of her neck she turned and sure enough Draco was leaning on a doorway to a compartment staring at her and maintaining a conversation with Blaise.

She shot him a look clearly asking 'what?' He simply lifted an eyebrow and continued staring after her. Blaise turned to see what Draco was staring at and simply smiled a knowing smile at her. Hermione decided to ignore them and continued on her way back to her friends, which would take a couple minutes to reach.

A/N: Yea…so that's the first chapter. Sorry if it's too long but I just had to get those things out of the way. Well, tell me what you liked but be nice if you're going to criticize. Make sure you tell me WHAT you want me to do but in order for me to know, you need to read and review. I know some of you hate it but we both get something out of it. I'm starting the second chapter but I need to see some reviews-even if they are negative ones before I post it. Toodles.