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A/N I know it's really soon for a new chapter but I had nothing to do today and I really liked writing this…well enjoy!

Hermione woke in the morning feeling refreshed. How on earth had she slept so well when she could barely fall asleep? She didn't know all she knew was that she needed a shower…bad. So she got up took of her pajamas and put on her heavy robe. She grabbed a towel and exited her room. When she got in the bathroom she was surprised by how much it looked like the prefects bathroom. With a bathtub as big as a swimming pool with several different taps and pearly white sinks. She only saw two showers though, one of which was already running.

Ignoring the fact that her male roommate was currently naked in the next shower she stepped into the other one and disrobed. She turned on the shower and felt the warm water rush over her body. She lathered, rinsed, and repeated the process. She liked being clean. Cleanliness is next to Godliness, her aunt always said.

'Mmmm hot water. I wonder what time it is?'

After her relatively short shower, she reached her arm out to grab her towel and robe. She wrapped her towel around her body and stepped out of the shower. Upon exiting the shower she realized she was not the only person there in a towel.

'Oh dear God…'

There he was, standing in just a towel wrapped around his waist, revealing his toned muscles and beautiful body. His wet curls fell in his face and his mouth curved into a smirk.

"I know I'm attractive Granger but do you have to stare?"

Hermione blushed at this. She cast her eyes downward but when she looked up she could see his eyes exploring her body.

"You really are one to talk Zabini. I thought only some Slytherins were hypocrites, you just proved me wrong."

"I wasn't staring Granger, I was seeing what sort of benefits living with you might offer."

'He was checking me out. And implying that he… likes what he sees? Hmm this could get interesting.'

"Well Zabini, if it comforts you similar thoughts were in my mind."

'Oh God, where did that come from? Shit shit shit.'

Blaise smirked and cocked an eyebrow, making him look extremely sexy in Hermione's opinion.

He started walking over to her and she started retreating backwards until she was pressed up against a wall. He started getting very close, like uncomfortably close. He put an arm on both sides of her and leaned in, whispering in her ear.

"Now Granger, are you so sure that's what you really want?"

"No" she said in a very small voice.

"Ha, that's what I thought. You really should think before you speak, Granger."

And with that he walked away leaving her pressed up against the wall, unknowingly shaking. She eventually moved and headed back to her room, where she got dressed in her clothes for the day. She checked to make sure he wasn't in the common room before exiting and headed for the Great Hall to eat breakfast.

Hermione entered the Great Hall and walked to the Gryffindor table without so much as a glance at the Slytherin table. She sat in-between Ron and Ginny. Harry and Ron were talking about Quidditch (something about speed and technique).

"Hermione are you okay? You look a bit peaky." Asked Ginny in a small voice.

"Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine, just a little tired."

"Hmm I see. So how's your new home?"

"Oh its great, but it kind of looks like Christmas, all red and green. I don't know how long I will be able to stand it. But yeah other than that, it's great. I would bring you up there if I was allowed, but I can't."

"You cant? That sucks. I really wanted to see it, maybe one day we could sneak me up there and have a girls night?"

"Ha ha sounds good Ginny, besides. I bet Zabini has already invited half the Slytherin common room up there for some Slytherin orgy or something."

"Ha ha ha ha. I'll be sure to tell Zabini that if I ever stumble upon a reason to talk to him. So about that girls night… how about tonight?"

"Sounds great, meet me at the entrance of the library around 8ish, it's not far from my common room."

And so the day passed without much incident, the only special thing was meeting their new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher (Since Snape was also in prison for murder and Slughorn continued to teach potions) who was a Scottish man at the age of about 38, and ex-auror.

After dinner Hermione made her way up to her common room to find Blaise Zabini lounging on one of the couches with a book in his hand.

"I'm having a friend over tonight if you don't mind terribly. Not that I care if you do I just thought you should know."

"But Granger isn't that against the rules?"

"Well I figured that you would break them eventually and if I was to allow a bunch of rude stuck up Slytherins in my home then you would surely allow one obedient Gryffindor."

"You speak as if you know my friends Granger. Which I should let you know, you don't. And people call Slytherins prejudiced."

"What is that supposed to mean? Slytherins are prejudiced and I have every right to judge Slytherins the way I do, because of the way they treated me! How do you think I felt being called 'Mudblood' every day for six years!? Well I should let you know I didn't!"

"When have I ever called you 'Mudblood', Granger? Exactly. I haven't. So when you speak to me of my friends like that maybe you should take that stick out of your ass and open your eyes and see all Slytherins aren't the same."

"I hate you."

"Don't worry, the feelings mutual."

Around 8 o'clock that evening Hermione left her common room and headed towards the library to pick up Ginny. She reached the library and saw Ginny waiting by the front entrance with a small tote bag on her arm. Hermione saw her friend and hugged her then started leading the way back to he common room.

"So how's Blaise?"

"Since when are you on a first name basis with my roommate?"

"I'm not, I was just wondering."

"Well I suppose he's fine, we got in a fight before I came to pick you up."

"What about?"

"Nothing of real importance. Just a stupid argument. We're here."

Hermione said the password and entered, followed by Ginny who had a look of awe on her face.

"Come on, ill show you around, Zabini must have left."

So Hermione showed Ginny around her new common room. Then the bathroom and last her bedroom.

"Have you seen Zabini's room yet?"

"No, why would I want to?"

"Because don't you want to know what goes on in there?"

"No, not really."

"Good point."

"Come on let's get in our pajamas."

And so Hermione and Ginny changed into their pajamas, which really wasn't much. Hermione had on booty shorts and just a bra and Ginny had on only a bra and underwear. They were seeing who could be extremely slutty and still walk around without freezing. Ginny won.

Later on that night they heard a crash come from the common room.

"What the hell was that?"

"Ginny watch your language."

"What was that though?"

"I don't know, lets check it out."

Out in the common room they found two very drunk Slytherin boys. Both Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott were, well to put it nicely, smashed. The crash they had heard was Blaise accidentally knocking over a vase in his drunken madness. The boys turned towards them and suddenly the girls remembered their... clothing or lack there of. They both blushed like mad and started slowly backing towards Hermione's room. But not before both boy's jaws dropped and started walking towards them. Hermione and Ginny backed into Hermione's room and screamed. Hermione quickly grabbed a robe and threw it on herself and abandoned Ginny in her room.

Outside in the common room Hermione saw Blaise and Theodore sitting on tables with bottles of what looked like fire whiskey to Hermione, but she was never a heavy drinker.

"Zabini what the hell are you doing?!"

"You know I could ask you the same question, walking around here half naked. You and your Weaslette are really tempting us men."

"Yeah!" Theodore put in.

"Well maybe I wouldn't dress in such attire if I didn't think you would come home in such a state! You know I can dress however I want and if I for any reason at all tempt you well I'm sorry! How about next time you just stay in that horrid place you call a room and leave all of us alone!"

"Ouch Granger that really hurt. Maybe I could take you seriously if you were wearing more than a robe!" He yelled.

"And maybe I could take you seriously if you weren't drunk beyond reason!"

"What are you saying?"

"What do you think I'm saying? I can't take you seriously even when you're not drunk. You're just the stupid ass hole Slytherin who was never noticed because no one even knows you exist! And honestly… I'm surprised you even have friends!" she yelled back.

At this point, he was furious. Theodore was in the background sitting on the table seeing if he could chug the rest of his bottle. As his friend was drinking and drinking, Blaise approached Hermione with a look of pure madness on his handsome face. She was terrified, but he couldn't know that. She wouldn't let him. She took a step towards him and said:

"You are alone Zabini, the fact that you even have that scum here surprises me. Your mother isn't even here for you, but then again… was she ever?"

"Don't talk about my mother Granger." He hissed in response to her crude comment.

"Watch me." She retorted.

Then he did something neither of them really expected and the worst possible reaction.

He kissed her.

Hermione's heart skipped a beat as a jolt was sent down her spine and her knees went weak. She just stood there for what could have been a decade, doing what she'll never know. But she was kissing him, and she liked it. She then realized she must have seemed like an idiot just standing there, so she pushed him away.

"What was that?"

"Well Granger, that seemed an awful lot like a kiss to me." He responded with a smirk.

"But but but you hate me?"

"True, you just really needed to shut up."

"Oh.."

And with that she turned and walked inside her room and saw Ginny sitting on her bed with the oddest look on her face.

"Well?"

"Not tonight Ginny, time for bed. I need to think."

"You think to much you know that right?"

But Hermione wasn't listening. She lay in bed thinking of the kiss.

'Why did he do that? To shut me up, my ass. He really is the most confusing person I know. I will get no sleep tonight. Where'd that dreamless sleep potion go?'

Hermione tossed and turned most of the night, trying to get some sleep. She could hear Ginny's soft snoring in the background of her thoughts and was extremely jealous of the redhead's restful sleep. She could not stop analyzing the situation over and over in her head. She couldn't get him out of her thoughts.

'I hope he isn't sleeping either. That prick.'

She was so distracted that she didn't even try to stop herself from cursing. She hated him. It was his fault. Why would he do that? Does he know what he is doing to her? She finally fell asleep around 4 AM and her last thought was:

'He's going to die, he deserves to.'

A/N Well I could have done way better. I didn't mean for him to kiss her so early on but I just didn't see this chapter going anywhere so I needed a bit of life put into it. Hermione got pretty angry eh? Yeah. Well review! Unleash your painful truth unto me! I deserve it. But this is my first fanfic! Give me your sympathy! It should get better. If it doesn't then I will give up on writing fanfics and just stick to reading. Oh who knows? You decide!