This is my first ever fanfiction, special thanks to Professormintymoose! XD

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Harry POV

I groaned and shifted my head away from her, instead focusing on my work that I held in my hands. Ginny's small hands darted forwards, snatching the books from mine. I groaned again, and turned to her, a look of complete exasperation on my face.

"Ginny, please, I don't want talk about this right now,"

"Well guess what asshole, we are suck it up," She turned in her seat to face me and frowned.

"What is it with you and checking out other girls, you're my boyfriend, you don't have that right anymore. But here you are, staring at Hermione Granger like she's your whole world, I mean, like, maybe if you were staring at another girl it would be a little better but she's a Mudblood. And look at her, she's nothing compared to me and my sexiness," Ginny whined in her bratty high-pitched voice.

The sharp bite of anger traveled through me at her words. Why was I angry? It was only Hermione; she was only an acquaintance to me, nothing else.

"See there you go again, god, stop staring at that Mudblood!" She whined. "We've been dating for 4 months and haven't had sex yet! For god's sake, we're 17, a little fun won't hurt!"

"At least I'm not the slut of this relationship!" I snarled at her. She looked taken aback by my words, and her angry expression grew livid, fury bursting in her eyes.

"At least I'm not the ugly, fat, ogre of this relationship!" She snapped, throwing my words back at me. With that, she pushed me out of the room, an stormed back in to get her book from Snape's desk.

Hermione POV

I lustfully looked at Harry, casually ogling him from a relative distance. He met my gaze as my eyes raked across his flawless face and raised his eyebrows. I blushed and ducked my head, staring at my book as if it were the most interesting thing I had ever seen.

How the hell will I ever get a guy like that? I mean, everything about him is perfect, from his bulging biceps, to his muscular legs, even his ass was perfect.

He stared at me and he smiled at me with his perfectly formed smile, large goofy glasses, and his crazy hair.

God, everything, and I mean everything, about this guy is perfect.

I smiled back, before realizing he wasn't looking at me in adoration, but his girlfriend Ginny, who sat behind me.

Fuck, I want to curl up into a ball and die. How many times had I done this? At least 15 times.

I scowled at the slut behind me, and turned around to face Professor Snape, who was going on about the difference between Root of Aconite, and Infusion of Wormwood.

"-and you will have pages 44-52 for homework. Class dismissed," Professor Snape drawled. I groaned, as if I had been listening to his presentation! My god, I swear this teacher expects us to pay attention to him! I picked up my books and swung my bag over my shoulder before stomping out of class.

Harry POV

I felt happiness bubbling up from the depths of my stomach, but why? It was only Hermione staring, I mean, sure she is hot and smart… Suddenly I felt my mind drifting to forbidden lands.

I stood in a beautiful meadow, flowers sprinkling the lush grass. Slowly, a figure stepped out of the woods,

"Hermione!" I gasped in shock. She was wearing a black and red dress that only barely covered her firm ass, revealing her endless legs, running for miles before they reached the ground. And the cleavage… Oh my god the cleavage!

Stop, I told myself silently, stop. You can't be thinking like this, what about Ginny?

What about Ginny?

What about Ginny?

Are you my conscience?

No…

Then who are you?

Do you always hold conversations with yourself? Seriously, it's a clear sign of insanity…

I'm not insane! *Cue eye roll*

You sure…?

Yes very, now shut up, I have to go find Ginny!

I shut my conscience, who I had named Bert, and roamed the hallways looking for Ginny.
Suddenly it dawned on me, she had told me that she left her book in class, and had to get it. I turned on my heel and walked swiftly back to class, only to be greeted by an unwelcome sight. Ginny was on top of Snape, riding him in only a bra, her book long forgotten on the desk.

"Ginny faster!" Snape commanded through his teeth, obviously trying to hide his moans. She snapped her hips up and down, increasing speed as she went. A sick feeling came through me as Snape's greasy black hair bounced up and down on her periwinkle lace bra. I stood at the door, my jaw dropped to the floor, and my eyes bulging, waiting for them to notice me, and when nobody did, I cleared my throat loudly. Ginny's head snapped towards me, and Snape peeked guiltily from underneath her still bouncing boobs that he had been suckling, his face taking on a color that strongly resembled a plum.

"Sorry Snape, our session will be picked up where we left off in a bit," she whispered seductively to Snape. "I just have to deal with our little interruption," She snatched Snape's tie and tied it around her waist, barely covering her ass. She walked over to me, like a tiger circling its prey. She grabbed the collar of my shirt and dragged me down to her level, so she could whisper in my ear.

"You know, if you had given into your need for me, this wouldn't have happened. But you had to protect your Mudblood girlfriend, and look where this ended. Maybe, if you had just once, let that bulge in your pants out to play, this wouldn't be happening. But a girl has her needs, Harry, and you weren't willing to fulfill them, and now we are over. Over Harry, we're over, now go run to your Mudblood and have your fun, and let me have mine." She whispered in my ear before slamming the door in my face. Surprisingly, I didn't feel angry, maybe a little hurt, but not angry.

Wow, I can't believe I wasted my time on a slut. I could've tried harder, done better, and not be in the position.

Or maybe you could let me guide you…* hint hint*

Or not

Or yes

OR NO!

Fine…Buttttttttt… It would show Ginny who's who, *wink

Maybe…. If you insist.

YESSSSSSS!… I mean, yeah cool, sounds great, when do you want to start?

My conversation with myself was interrupted, by a smaller body hitting mine. I looked down to see the one and only Hermione Granger standing in front of me, her books littered on the floor.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, let me help," I rambled. I quickly reached down to grab some of her books and load them into her arms again. I reached down again, seeing the last book within reach. I froze when I felt my arm brush against something smooth, Hermione's arm. She froze as well, and looked up.

"I'm sorry, I'll just grab my book and be on my way," She said quickly.

"No no no, it's fine, I'll just grab that," Our arms met again, and we, once again, blushed deeply.

"Fine, grab the book," she finally consented. I reached down and loaded the final book into her arms. We looked at each other and blushed, and she hurried off into the crowd.

What did I say about letting me guide you?

Oh shut up

Ha you like her

Do not

Do to

Fine, you win. I might like her just an tiny little microscopic bit...Who are you anyway?

The names Pitt, Brad Pitt

Yeah right, really

Umm, I think I'm you

Oh