A/N: This is my very first fanfic so be gentle in your criticism please.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Plain and Simple.

A/N: This is a work in progress. But if get good reviews it will be done faster.

Prologue

Hermione awoke with a start. She had that dream again. The one of her gorgeous head boy and the glorious things he did with his hands.

She had to get him out of her mind. She couldn't continue living like this. Waking up wet for someone who doesn't like her. Much less HIM. But she couldn't stop dreaming of him. She was …… obsessed, smitten…… in love, no it couldn't be neither of them. It had to be a phase. Yes it was a phase. Why was she kidding herself. For each day she saw him, heard his voice, saw that smug smirk on his face fuelled her dreams till they built to what they were today. Hermione knew she had to find some other love interest.

She climbed out of bed and went into the bathroom, she took a quick shower and redressed, her brain so wrapped up in her thoughts he didn't register that she had gone out through the wrong door, nor the dark green walls in a room that obviously wasn't her own. She climbed into the bed and made herself comfortable not registering the sleeping blonde-haired figure on the other side of the bed. And with that she fell asleep only to dream of his hands yet again.

Draco held her close to him. He kissed her, savoring the taste of her. She was everything he'd ever wanted and she was right their in his arms. He knew it was a dream, that it was just his imagination that was making him swell. But it felt so real, she felt so real, and he didn't want it to end. But alas all good things must come to an end and so he allowed himself to awaken.

Draco Malfoy's and Hermione Granger's lips slowly parted. They were both awake, obviously , aroused and tangled together under the dark red that was Draco's bedspread. it was Hermione who broke the silence.

"Would you let go of me now, Malfoy?" she asked her words battling against her body. Draco complied but she still didn't move. After a couple of seconds about a full minute she finally mustered the strength to climb out of the bed and away from the blonde. Once she was out she finally realized what she was wearing as did Malfoy.

"What the bloody hell are you wearing, Granger?" he asked. It was his first question of the morning, the first time she heard his voice.

She was wearing a white t-shirt that reached her mid-thigh, it read ' Muggle-borns do IT best' It was a present from Ginny. Hermione never expected anyone to see her wear it.

"Who knew you were so kinky." Draco smirked.

"It was a birthday present, Malfoy." she retorted " I don't have time for this." were her last words before she left.

Who questions plagued the head boy and head girl for the rest of the day. How did she get into his room? As well as was that kiss real?

A/N: I know it's short but it's a prologue and I'd really like to hear some reviews before I continue.

I know the whole accidentally slipped into his room without realizing isn't very original but I had a hard rime figuring out another beginning for this story. I promise the rest will be interesting. So review.

Chapter one