Disclaimer: Don't own HP characters or Cascada's song. Only the Plot.

Draco Malfoy could hear water running from the bathroom and cursed to himself silently. He glanced at his clock before noting it was still dark out.

'4:30 a.m.,' he thought, 'class doesn't start till 8. Why is she up so bloody early again?'

Draco rolled back over trying to get a few hours more of sleep but gave it up as a lost cause when his brain started to wake something else up.

Deciding he might as well make the most of his early morning, he got out of bed to arrange his day's clothing, clearing off whatever might have found its way onto his sweater or robes since he had last had them laundered and sending a quick shining charm at his shoes.

While getting ready to take a shower, after she left the bathroom of course, he stopped in his tracks.

'Is she singing?' he thought, as he heard what sounded like Hermione softly talking to herself in the shower.

Be my bad boy

Be my man

Be my weekend lover

But don't be my friend

You can be my bad boy

But understand

That I don't need you in my life again

Draco smirked at this. She was obviously daydreaming about a guy again because she was singing the same song that Cascada had sung the previous year. After making sure she had left the bathroom a few minutes after the water had stopped, Draco quickly locked both doors and proceeded taking a much-needed warm relaxing shower. Thankfully Hogwarts never ran out of hot water or it would have been freezing due to the lengthy one she had just taken. It wasn't until he was putting conditioner into his platinum hair that he noticed he'd been humming that same song.

'Bloody hell. Now she's got it stuck in my head,' he thought once realizing what he was doing before going back to now rinse his conditioned head.

He stood in the water for another few moments, after the bubbles had stopped draining from his face, his hand on the wall under the shower head, his own head leaning against the cool tile as his back relaxed in the stream. He knew he shouldn't stay in much longer or he'd start to prune, but that song had started to stir up memories and he figured a good wank was in order before he would get out.