I get it, I get it, Hermione is going to be very OOC but this is just me getting back into writing after a VERY long hiatus. This IS a Dramione story and if you don't like it, don't read it, but give them a chance ;) This is set in the summer of Half Blood Prince

Draco looked around the town he was stood in. It was humid and his suit was sticking to his body with sweat.

He sighed and pushed his hair back from his face thinking about what he had just been asked to do. He knew that he couldn't do it, and the Dark Lord knew that too. He kept walking, trying desperately to think of a way to get out of it.

There was none.

He kicked a dustbin, trying to relieve some tension that he felt. That was when he heard the music.

Muggle music. Music he secretly enjoyed. As if he was in a trance he walked towards the noises. He heard laughing, screaming, joking. He saw people dancing and drinking.

Draco wanted that. He wanted to relax and not worry about what he'd been asked to do anymore. He got closer to the house. People didn't stare at him as he approached. It felt... almost relieving to not have to worry about his reputation and who his family was. He removed his jacket and entered the house.

There were people everywhere, and the house was a complete mess. He went in one door that he assumed led to the living room. A brown haired girl stood on the coffee table dancing in a very sensual manner with several boys. She was wearing a short black skirt and a long blue top. He smirked at the outfit. Draco looked around the room and picked up a bottle labelled "Tequila" He smirked and took a sip.

It burns. It always does. But the effects cancel out the taste. He looked at the girl on the coffee table again. Grey met brown and he realised who he was looking at.

Granger.

That mudblood actually went to places like this he thought. He watched as she got down off the table and pushed her way towards him.

"What are you doing in my house Malfoy?" She hissed at him

"This is your house Granger? No wonder it smelled bad"

"Get out" She hissed again pointing at the door in which he came in. She swayed slightly and he realised what she'd been doing.

"Granger, are you drunk?"

"No." This was when her feet gave out beneath her and she fell over. "Shit" was all she said. "Are you going to help me up then?"

Draco rolled his eyes and took her hand recoiling back when she let go. They both scowled at each other until Hermione spoke first

"What the fuck are you doing here Malfoy? This is my party and you're not invited"

"I WAS trying to relax but now I have to disinfect my hand. Thanks for that"

"I have to disinfect my whole house now." She picked up a bottle of a strange looking blue liquid and took another swig before walking off. He followed her for a while, watching how she laughed and had fun with these people. He looked her up and down, noticing for the first time her body, and how well she filled out the clothes she was wearing, wait, what was he thinking? It was Granger he was thinking about in that way. It must be the Tequila he was still drinking. It was when she began kissing a random boy was when he began to think if this was really her or the alcohol. He admitted to himself that it was weird that the girl he saw at school- the frigid, smart-arsed, know-it-all was acting like a complete slut. She spotted him watching her and made her way over to him

"Do you not get when you're not wanted Malfoy? I said fuck off!"

"Where is Potty and Weasel? I thought they were in love with you"

"They don't know about this" Her eyes widened and she ran out of the room. Draco followed her out of curiosity and wished he hadn't. Granger being sick in a bush was not an image he was thinking about when he followed the noises to the strange house.

"Fuck off Malfoy" Draco debated with himself- go against everything he knew to help her, or leave her in a pool of her own sick? His gentlemanly side came through and he helped her up.

"Granger why are you acting like this?" He asked with almost genuine concern

"Because I LIKE acting like this."

"You're not like this at school"

"I know."

"Do Potter and Weasley know about this?"

She shook her head. "No. No one knows. Please don't tell. I need this"

She looked up at him with tears in her eyes. What he did next he had no idea why he did it.

He kissed her. His hands somehow ended up in her hair, which was different, it was straight and smooth, unlike the thick bush that he knew her for.

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Hermione sat up and looked around the room. Bottles lined the floor and the room stunk of beer. She groaned knowing that she had to clean it up. She stood up looking down at herself.

She was wearing a shirt, not the dress she was wearing the night before. That was when the memories came flooding back.

Kissing Malfoy, leading him up to her room having mind-blowing sex with Malfoy then coming back downstairs after everyone had gone and passing out on the floor.

"Fuck" She said out loud.

"Fuck indeed" said a voice from behind her. "I believe you're wearing my shirt"

She turned around to face him. "Sorry about that" He was leaning on the door frame, shirtless with his arms crossed. His trademark smirk was plastered on his face.

"You're not a virgin?"

"No."

"Would you tell me who you lost it too? I'm interested to know who'd want you"

"You seemed to want me last night." His smirk disappeared then.

"You tell me yours and I'll tell you mine"

"Why would I want to tell you" She said in disbelief.

"Okay then.." His smirk re-appeared. "Give me a number"

"You go first"

"19" She snorted

"That's it?"

"You promised Granger"

"31"

"Holy Shit Granger" She shrugged. "Please tell me Weasel isn't one of them"

"Malfoy RON is my best friend, I would never do that"

They glared at each other in a silence till a knock on the door broke the silence, making Hermione jump.

"Fuck they said they wouldn't be back for another week, get in the other room now" She hissed the last part towards Malfoy while pushing herself towards the door.

She looked back at Malfoy who had not moved an inch, sighed and got ready to face the wrath of her parents.

Except when she opened the door, it was a person who she least expected to see outside her house

"Miss Granger?" Asked Professor Dumbledore

"Professor! I didn't know you were coming today"

"I'm sorry that I didn't owl you first. Good morning Mr Malfoy" Dumbledore let himself in smiling at Draco. "Would you like some time to get dressed?"

"That would be nice, I need that shirt Granger"

"Yes Professor, that would be good" Hermione headed upstairs to her bedroom, Draco following her. She stopped and rounded on him when he entered her room.

"Get out"

"It's not like I haven't seen you naked before. Give me the shirt and I'll leave"

"Get out of my bedroom!"

"Give me the shirt!" Hermione sighed, knowing this childish argument would last hours.

"Fine then" She said, pulling the shirt over her head. She noticed Draco looking her up and down but chose to ignore it while picking out a summer dress to wear for the day. She looked around when she was putting it on. Draco was still stood there looking at her even though she had given him the shirt.

"Are you deaf? Get out"

"Fine" He walked out and she listened to him run down the stairs before stopping. She quickly pulled on the dress and went downstairs.

"Malfoy, get out of my house!"

"Gladly" He said emerging from where she guessed Dumbledore was and slamming the door behind him

She went into the door he had just emerged from and noticed Dumbledore looking at the bottles

"Blue WKD? I thought a girl like you Miss Granger would have better taste." Hermione blushed deeply.

"Sir, why have you come here?"

"I wanted to talk to you, well about the young man who had just left."

"Sir, I don't know why he was even here in the first place"

"That's okay Miss Granger" Dumbledore turned around smiling. "I would like you to get close to him. I need someone he trusts watching him, influencing his decisions"

"How am I supposed to do that? With all due respect, he hates me"

"Be creative Miss Granger. I should let you get to cleaning your house, this looks like it may take a while." With that, he apparated with a loud crack and Hermione was left alone with the knowledge that she had just had sex with Draco Malfoy, and she liked it.

So this is different isn't it? I haven't written a Harry Potter Fanfic before, and I know they're both OOC but I promise later on they'll be back to normal. I just wanted to try having a more rebelious Hermione as there isn't a lot of real teenage behaviour shown in the whole series. So I hope you liked it and don't forget to review :)