Me! : Oh my God, haha, I just realized that I don't even know if this story has a REAL plot. I'm just making Hermione someone totally different (actually, I'm kind of making her into the kind of person I am, only a little more extreme. Don't tell anyone!) and she has to make out with Draco a lot. Okay, please review because I need to know whether this is good or not so I can continue without being all paranoid and...stuff....lol.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, settings, times, just basically anything by J.K. Rowling! YOU DON'T HAVE TO RUB IT IN! runs off to cry in a corner

Chapter 2 – Overboard

"My, my, my, how convenient to see Pothead, Weasel 1 and 2 here. Funny, I don't see Mudblood around," said Draco Malfoy in his cold and emotionless sneer. Both Ginny and Hermione almost fell over when he walked in. They could see that over the summer, he had grown, a lot. He stopped gelling his hair and it lay lazily on top of his head, shining brightly. Several locks covered his gray-blue eyes. Malfoy was wearing a dark green T- shirt and white "guy" shorts. (Me: Ah...sorry, but you know, guy shorts are generally the ones that end just a little above your knee...just, Oh come on, THE ONES THAT GUYS WEAR!) His shoulders had broadened and his had a fine chiseled chest due to Quidditch. His arms were also strong and muscular. He was an inch taller than Harry, making him 6'2". Plastered across his face was another one of his trademark smirks. Hermione had a hard time wondering why ANYONE would fall for him in the previous years, but now, let's just say that Malfoy convinced her that she was wrong.
As she shook her head, she stood up, giving Malfoy a full view of her. "Are you blind? I'm right here but oh no, I'm just a pathetic little mudblood who isn't worth being acknowledged," she said blatantly. Across her face was a small smirk as her eyes wandered around his body.
"Holy shit..." he murmured, forgetting to hide his surprise. Finally, regaining his icy tone back, he looked up and down her feminine body, as he walked in the compartment, circling her. "Looks like our little mudblood has grown a lot haven't you?" he drawled, placing one hand on her hip, looking into her chocolate brown eyes. She let out a small gasp from her luscious lips as she felt his hand on her hip. Ginny watched silently, still looking at how 'hot' Malfoy had become. Both Harry and Ron were practically fuming yet they didn't do anything yet, seeing how unnaturally calm Hermione was.
"I'm not the only one who's grown this summer," she whispered as she leaned in, breathing slowly next to his ear, before she slid her tongue out and flicked his earlobe. He was indeed shocked, but he took it rather well, and wrapped his arm full around her waist. She grinned, running her hand down his chest, before pushing him away.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" she asked, glaring at him. She placed her hands on her hips, cocking her head to the side, watching him. God she's hot! he thought, Mudblood or not, she's still sexy. Realizing what he was thinking he shook his head, wiping away all those thoughts and just looked back at her with a grin.
"In case you haven't heard," he said with a smirk, "I'm the new Head Boy. McGonagall wants us up in the head compartment...together." He finished, watching as Granger, along with everyone else, scream.
"NO WAY IN HELL!" she yelled, her eyes bugging out. All she could do was stare at him and his Head Boy pin on his shirt.
"WHAT?!" screamed Ron and Harry. They were obviously unhappy to find out that Malfoy had as much powers as Hermione. Still, Ginny hadn't said anything. If you looked at her closely, you could almost see the drool ready to drip and roll down to her chin.
"You heard me, or has all your Gryffindor pride gone to your heads?" he laughed, watching Weasel and Pothead clench their fists. Surprisingly, Granger had just shrugged and leaned against the window, pulling a strand of hair behind her ears. God, why can't I take my fucking eyes off her? he questioned himself. Yet all he could do was watch her every move. "Come on Granger, I can't stand having Pothead and Weasel staring at me like that," he said, and turned to leave.
"Hey Ginny," she leaned closer to the girl and whispered into her ear, "This might not be so bad. Did you SEE Malfoy? And honey, you have a little droplet of drool in the corner of your lips." Ginny giggled, wiping whatever it was away, winking at Hermione.
"I'll see you guys later then," pulling both of them in for a hug, before grabbing her own purse and strutting out, adding a little sway to her hips. Ron was gazing fixedly at Hermione's ass, until Ginny whacked him to get his attention.
Hermione walked to the head compartment and slid open the door, seeing both Malfoy and Professor McGonagall already inside, waiting for her to arrive. Quickly she went in, closed the door and sat next to Malfoy, glaring at him briefly before averting her attention towards to the Professor.
"This year, both of you top students have been made into Head Boy and Girl. You two know what task you have to do as it has already been said in the letter given to you before. I expect to see that the both of you will co-operate and set aside all your differences. You will have to share the same common room, each with your own room. There will be a small kitchen but only one bathroom, so I expect to hear no funny business," Professor McGonagall paused, looking at both of them over her glasses before continuing, "but I don't think that I have to worry about that. When we have reached Hogwarts, I want you two to make sure that everyone has been made to the carriages. There will be a large one in the front for the Head Boy and Girl. After, you will continue to the Great Hall and to your own Houses. Eat quickly after Dumbledore's speech because I will come to show you where your common room and dormitories are shortly after. I trust the both of you to set up a good example for the younger students." Finally, she finished and gave Hermione a small smile, before slipping out of the compartment swiftly, leaving the both of them there. Hermione cracked her knuckles, before leaning back and stretching a bit, yawning softly, as her tank top rode up exposing even more of her flat stomach. The whole time she was doing this, she could see that Malfoy was watching her, not with disgust, but with a smirk hiding his surprise. She grinned and leaned closer to him again, breathing on his neck.
"I'm dead sexy and you know it," she whispered softly, before withdrawing back with a grin on her face, watching him looking at her speechless. Oh my God, did I just do that?! she screamed mentally, Damn...I'm good, look at Malfoy. This is going to be some kickass year.
"I like this new attitude Granger," he said before he pinned her to the back and whispered to her ear, "Hot and kinky," he hissed, sending shivers up and down her spine. Kissing her ear, nibbling gently at her earlobe, pressing his body against hers. Hermione couldn't believe what was happening! She moaned a little unwillingly then pushed him back and down on the seat, straddling him and leaning down to kiss him. His lips weren't cold and icy, but it was soft and sensual. Wrapping her arms around his neck, as his strong hands found their way to her waist, pressing her against him and his erection. She was slowly grinding. She pushed her tongue in his mouth, not caring whether or not he would allow her. This woman is like a Sex Queen! If she keeps on rubbing my cock with her thigh I'm going to come right now! Merlin I want her, NOW, he thought, as he was surprised feeling her tongue push into his mouth, roaming around and playing with his tongue. Never had anyone come onto him so quickly. Never had anyone even taken control of what they were doing.
Oh God, I'm such a slut! What the hell am I doing? she thought, Then again, Merlin, he's so good...She absent-mindedly ran her fingers through his hair roughly, loving the soft feeling of it. Finally, they broke apart, staring at each other with a grin, as Hermione's hands started wandering down his chest. Slowly she took off his shirt and admired his body, rubbing his chest and shoulders.
"Never thought I'd say this to you, but are you sure you belong in Gryffindor? I mean, everyone knows that all Sex Gods/Goddesses belong in Sly—"Malfoy was cut off when he felt her glossy lips on his nipple. He gasped at the sight! No one had ever done anything like that to HIM! She rolled her tongue around it, sucking gently while pulling it with her soft lips. He threw his head back and let a deep moan escape from his lips. He ran his own hands through her amazingly soft and smooth hair. Then she stopped, replacing her hand instead, rubbing it between her forefinger and thumb.
"Just because I'm in Gryffindor," she paused, leaning in again, inches away from his face, "Doesn't mean I don't know how to please a man." With that, she started kissing him again, licking his bottom lip, and then pushing her own tongue in. She began to suck his tongue. All the while, Hermione kept on rubbing his nipple between her fingers. Now, normally, Hermione would hurl just at the thought of Malfoy any near him, but she had changed and she knew it. She didn't care anymore. He was hot, she was hot, what more can you say? Malfoy slipped his hand under her tank top and started to massage her breasts through the lacy bra.
"WHAT IN BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON?" screamed someone from the door. Quickly, Hermione stopped kissing him and turned to see Harry and Ron staring at her and Malfoy. Then she saw Ginny, and she was grinning. Hermione winked back and Ginny had to stifle a giggle. Malfoy, with one hand on her waist, rested his head on the other hand amd just stared at them like nothing was there..
"Why do you always have to spoil these things for me Potter?" snarled Malfoy, massaging the flesh on her waist, rubbing her beautiful curves. Then Malfoy saw Ron looking furious. "What Weasel? Jealous that your little Granger here found someone better?" Ron looked at Hermione and she looked back at the both of them. Truthfully, she couldn't care less. It was only Malfoy. Was it like she wasn't allowed to make out with men unless they approved of it?
"'Mione, did he force you to do this? If he did, I'll make sure he never touches you again," threatened Harry, still sending the death glare at Malfoy.
"Bloody hell Harry, I knew damn well that I was making out with Malfoy, alright? I'm not fucking insane. He's by far the best kisser that I know. Besides, is it like I'm not allowed to kiss with men unless you allow me to? Who do you think you are? My mother?" she snapped. Everyone was looking at her, shocked. Even Malfoy didn't expect to see her say something like this to her own friends. Quickly, he started grinning and staring at Weasel and Pothead, seeing the surprised look on their faces.
"Well...'Mione...we're talking about Malfoy here, RIGHT? The ugly, bitchy Ferret boy?" asked Ron, a little frightened apparently.
"Yes, I know, MALFOY. Damn it, do you think I'm deaf or something? Bitchy, a little, but ugly? Come on, are you blind boy? Just because you don't have what he does, doesn't mean you can just walk in and insult him," she replied. Hermione could help but smirk when she looked back at Malfoy, who was still under her. He looked back at her with a grin and a wink. What's happening to me? I don't even feel like I belong in Gryffindor anymore, she thought in her head. Dismissing the thought, she quickly turned her attention back to the 2 Gryffindor bitches.
"I don't even know why I'm wasting my time with you two Gryffindor bastards. God, if this is how Gryffindor is really, I'm going to complain to Dumbledore and ask him to switch me into another house. A house worthy of me," she hissed.
"Fine, see if we fucking care whore. You've changed too much Hermione, you're going too far," replied Harry. He walked out followed by a shocked/pissed off Ron and Ginny, who still didn't seem to care. She rolled her eyes as she watched them leave, yet she couldn't help but question whether Harry was right. Had she really gone too far? Did she really think she was too good for Gryffindor?