Me and my friend, Peper made this :) So, uh... Enjoy.

"Mione. Mione. HERMIONE!" Ron screamed from across the table. She looked from her plate, about to laugh, because she already knew what he was gonna say. She feigned anger.

"What do you WANT?" she yelled back.

"Hi," he said softly then looked back at his plate. Hermione was already laughing, her face turning red. "I really don't know why this is so funny to you, Mione," Ron laughed back.

"Ha… hoo… I know… Haha, I love you, Ron," she gushed, giving him puppy eyes.

"No, I love you!" he retorted.

"I'm obsessed with you,"

"I'd die without you!"

"Won-Won!"

"Mione!" Harry slammed his fork onto his plate.

"If you're gonna do this everyday, I might as well go to Slytherin!" he growled. Both Ron and Hermione exchanged looks and started laughing in unison. Just then, Draco had walked by the couple laughing like fools. He rolled his eyes, as always.

"A day doesn't go by when I don't here you two idiots giggling. It would be nice if you learned to shut up," he snarled. Hermione snorted, and eyed him spitefully. She didn't expect her heart to skip a beat, however. She coughed out of surprise and Draco ogled her with one eye.

"Well Draco, you can bloody well go back to you're little elite table and eat nibbles and bites and talk about your problems. You don't have to be over here." she replied after her coughing fit. Draco grinned, and again Hermione felt woozy. He was just so… beautiful. Why had she never noticed this before? This wasn't the right time to be falling in love again.

"I don't believe I gave you permission to speak, Granger," he said with a smile.

"I don't need your invite. I can crash this party whenever," she said sassily. Ron laughed in his folded arms on the table. Draco's eyes danced in the sunlight and kind of reflected off of the silverware. His smooth transparent skin also looked like it was sparkling, and his grin allowed the world to see his perfectly straight teeth. Hermione stared at him dumbly after her remark.

"I have no time for tasteless quips right now. Ta-Ta ladies," he gushed at Ron and Harry, who glared at him. He sashayed away, and Hermione felt emptiness fill her heart.

After breakfast, the trio walked back to the common room, happy, and laughing the entire way. Ron excused himself to go up to the boys dormitory for something, leaving Harry and Hermione alone.

"You guys really like each other, huh?" Harry said, uneasily trying to make conversation.

"Yeah," Hermione said, "Harry… I think I might love him." She said it so quietly, Harry hardly heard her. He was stunned, they had only been dating for what? A month? Maybe less? Of course, he thought, they had known each other for much of their lives. He couldn't believe it, he really was a third wheel now…

"Oh wow, Hermione, that's great" He gave her a nervous smile.

"Yeah, we're really happy!"

"You gonna tell him?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, when the moment's right," Hermione said, smiling faintly, "In fact, the moment IS right, I'm going to surprise him!" Hermione's whole face was glowing, she was smiling so brightly that Harry actually had to look away.

"Are you sure about –" but Harry didn't finish, Hermione was already dashing towards the boy's dormitory.

She barged in, smiling brightly, and very confident.

"Ron, I love you!" Then she really opened her eyes, and wished she hadn't. There he was. The boy she thought she'd loved, sitting on his bed, with Lavender Brown, stark naked, giving him a blow job. Ron stuttered, and Lavender turned around.

"Her-Hermione" But she was already half way out the door. He jumped off of the bed, hitting Lavender's chin with his knee in the process. Ron threw on a towel and ran after her,

"Mione! Mione, wait!" Suddenly she stopped, whirled around and started yelling.

"How DARE you! I know what I saw in there! How dare you run after me and try to explain WHY Lavender was on her knees, with your DICK in her MOUTH! I can't deal with this! We're over!" And she turned and ran, past a dumbfounded Harry, through the portrait hole, and to the library, A place where she could always find comfort within the books.

She slammed herself into a chair and grabbed the nearest book she could find.

I love him... he's the apple to my pie...

She threw the book at a wall. Bad idea. The librarian looked at her, but sensed her broken heart and left her alone. Hermione's loud sobs filled the library soon enough. She didn't care if people were looking at her or not. Why would Ron do this to her? He was always sweet, kind, loving... not a backstabbing horny asshole! It's not like she wouldn't go down on him if he asked! She'd do ANYTHING for that boy! Hermione continued to cry for at least 10 more mintues, finally calming down after a while. She realized someone was sitting next to her, and she could feel their eyes, staring.

"If it's Ron, fuck off. I swear, I'd Avada Kedavra you if I wasn't in the library. If it's Harry, same goes for you. Luna, I'm not in the mood," she growled.

"And if it isn't?" a familiar voice cooed. Hermione raised an eyebrow under her arms and shot up.

"Draco, don't, ok? Not in the mood," she hissed and scooted her chair away from him.

"I'm just here," he replied, shrugging.

"Yeah, well you can leave,"

"Is this about Ron and Lavender?" he asked coolly.

"What- when- how'd you know?" she whisper-screamed.

"Everyone knows," he sighed. Hermione couldn't help but notice his beauty once again. This time, she had no reason to hold her feelings back.

"Well whoop-de-fucking-doo," she said, a bit loudly. Head slumped in her hands, she was about to start crying again when she had an idea. A great one at that.

"Draco," she said, smiling wryly, and wishing she didn't have to say this, "Can you leave me alone for a few minutes? I need to think."

"Suit yourself" He said coolly, getting up, Hermione watched him leave, resentful, but needing to think, nonetheless.

He had broken her heart, and now, she was about to break his… or at least, shock him out of his mind. Hermione Granger was about to get the best revenge possible on Ronald Weasley. She was going to seduce Draco Malfoy.

She thought about it long and hard (GET YOUR MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTER), and decided to do it. Not only because it would upset Ron, but because of the little jump her heart makes whenever she sees him, because she adored his pale skin and perfectly ripped body, and was somehow turned on by his smugness and arrogance.

Hermione decided to start on Saturday, two days from now, she'd know where he was, in the Prefect's bathroom, taking a bath, like he does every saturday. She figured he wouldn't be that hard to crack. After all, she has caught him ogling her more than once, and he sat down next to her just now, possibly hoping to comfort her. Plus, according to rumors, he wouldn't mind a quick shag.

She walked very enthusiastically from the library, and sprinted (well at least tried) up the stairs. She almost made it to the girl's dormitory, but was stopped by a strong hand on her wrist. She turned around and was face to face with, Ron.

"Mione..." he started, but she stopped him with a very hard slap.

"Don'," she growled as huskily as she could. Ron blinked when he faced her again.

"Ow... uhm... oh yeah. Look, Mione, I'm sorry," he pleaded. She was COMPLETELY unmoved.

"Oh yeah? Explain yourself." she said, flipping her hair seductively and tapping her foot teacherly.

"Oh! Well... yaa know... being stupid..." he mumbled, running his hand nervously through his hair.

"Oh yeah, just maybe!" Hermione yelled. She jerked away from the jerk, and stormed into the dorm. She walked past everyone in a rush and hopped into her bed, about to cry once again. Nope, she thought. That's it. No more wallowing in your self-pity, she demanded herself. She shot up from the bed and paced back and forth, the girls watching her.

"Herm? What happened?" Pavarti asked, suspicious. Hermione sat next to her, depressed.

"You know, like everyone else on earth, except me! WHY DIDN'T YOU STOP HER! YOU'RE HER BEST FRIEND!" Hermione started shaking her. Pavarti managed to pry away from her grip.

"SORRY! Oh my god!" she said, breathing hard. Hermione shook her head.

"No, I'm sorry, I'm kinda out of it," she sighed. Pavarti nodded with her eyes wide open. Hermione gathered and books sadly and dragged herslef from the dorm.

"Well, gotta get..." she could even finish her sentence, for the tears were blocking her throat.