Hermione's hands pushed against Draco's chest. She couldn't get up. So she was stuck in bed…again. Why did this always happen to her? She couldn't lie to herself-she loved the feeling of solid weight pressing her into the white linen sheets, but her feet were cold. Where was she? 'Oh yes,' she mused.

The prefects' lounge was much nicer than any of the common rooms or dormitories. It had beautiful golden walls and high arched ceilings. It had nice day beds for only the prefects to take naps in…where she was lying with Draco on top of her.

'Honestly, why are they always on top?' She struggled to push him away again but at her touch his eyes sleepily opened.

"Hermione…" his lips found hers and at their touch she melted into him again. They were one-no they were separate-but they were so close together she forgot where his lips started and where hers ended. Her heart picked up its beat and her lips grew softer and softer as their kisses found a soft rhythm to fall in time with…. Draco rolled off her slightly, lifting some of his weight off of her delicate body and although seconds ago she had wanted her own space, now she craved his warm weight more than anything.

His lips gently kissed and caressed their way up her stomach to her chest, and finally to her neck where he breathed in the scent of her hair, her eyes fluttered at his touch and she kissed him passionately back.

It hadn't started out like this, with her and him. They usually loathed each other but that day was different…

" 'mione get up!!!" yelled Rom from the bottom of the stairs. It was a Hogsmeade day and she couldn't wait to get started on her Christmas shopping with her two pals, Ron and Harry of course. She threw on the only outfit that was clean-a skirt, leggings, and a tank top that she hoped didn't look to slutty for just going into town. 'Oh well. Ron and Harry don't care what I wear anyway,' she thought as she slipped on her warm boots.

On the contrary as she walked down into the Common Room Ron's eyes glanced briefly at her face and focused on her chest.

"RON! I'm up here!" she yelled pointing at her face.

"Right, right. You just had something on your shirt!"

'A likely story.' He always said that. She turned to Harry who was silently staring out the window. He was acting weird lately she'd noticed. Ginny was upset with him but she didn't know why-yet.

"All right Harry?" Hermione said concernedly.

"Yea, yea," he waved her away and itched his forehead.

Ron just stood there, his mouth gaping open. Sometimes she wondered if he was a gorilla….

Once in Hogsmeade their conversations resumed to normality. Ron's old debate with Hermione about how she didn't care about Quidditch and Harry's continual mediator attitude fell into place as they walked along wondering at the window displays.

"Right well I need to do Christmas shopping and I'm meeting Ginny in 10 minutes so if you two boys want to go off and do your own thing you'd better get a move on," Hermione said.

They shrugged at her dictatorship and walked away complaining about how they are always pushed around by girls. Hermione could understand after all, she is a hot babe-who had just gotten hit by a snowball.

"Boys…," she murmured murderously before a set of light hands came up behind her and gave her a hug.

"Hermione! Great to see you!" It was Ginny of course.

"Hey! Why so cheery? Aren't you and Harry in a fight?"

"Uh. No! Well, I just got out of my detention next week with Flitwick. I argued that it wasn't my fault I hit him with that charm. Anyways, let's get a move on shall we? Oh, and Cho is supposed to be meeting me here too."

Moments later the three girls walked through a side street onto a main road filled with shops.

"Cho, are you upset or something?" Ginny asked.

"No-well yes. It's just that I went on a date with Roger Davies the other day."

"Well that's great! He's a fantastic kisser!" Hermione said as the other two gaped at her.

"Yes he is but…the next morning he told me I had ugly underwear and now I don't want to go out again with him until I find some cute underwear!" She had burst into tears.

"Well there's a shop down here that I went to for when Harry and I wanted to start having….It's a really good shop," Ginny blushed as she steered them towards an electric teal store. The sign read, The Bitchy Witch, and they looked at each other grinning.

As they entered, a sexy scent filled their noses. Everywhere Hermione turned was thongs, bras, cheekies, boy shorts, strap-ons, garter skirts, garter belts, fishnets, bustiers, and miniskirts that were not meant to cover a thing.

"Oh! I like this one!" said Ginny as she ran to a leopard print satin babydoll slip. Cho immediately perked up and started to grab things off the shelves. Hermione walked along the walls looking at everything carefully trying to picture herself in it for Ron.

'Ew. Ron would totally not appreciate this,' she thought to herself. 'Yet who would?' As she turned to all of her possible options-of boys and sleepwear she decided on two things…