She felt slightly unnerved by the hungry look Malfoy was giving her. Such an annoying git, he deserves to be brought down a peg or two. But of course, her insults would never get to the Slytherin 'prince' as Pansy had called him one too many times. Why doesn't Pansy leave him alone? It's so obvious he's interested in someone with intellect not a mindless bimbo. No wait, why should I care? He's a bastard and he doesn't deserve anyone, especially someone who knows what they're doing. A small sigh escaped her as she thought about how Ron treated her. Just last week he had declared undying love for her but this morning he had been sucking Lavenders face off. Of course she couldn't blame him. Hermione was the renowned bookworm. And guess what other defining feature comes with most bookworms. They don't put out unless it's their dream guy. Someone like the princes from the books that everyone has read about at least once. All this time her eyes had been on the table she hadn't noticed Draco physically battling his sudden urge.

God, if she keeps doing that thing with her hair I'm gonna flip. Oh Christ not again! She gently pushed back the hair on her face, revealing a strip of creamy, perfect skin. I wonder where else that creamy skin is... STOP! You're being fucking suggestive with YOURSELF Draco. Do you see what this girl is doing to you? Just because she may have become slightly- a lot- fine a lot more attractive recently does not mean you have to try and shag her. But evidently it's no use because you're still picturing her riding you. Fine, go for it, you will be turned down and your dignity will be forever lost.

"Granger." His voice was somewhat husky from trying to hide his arousal.

Her whole body shifted as she looked up, he had obviously interrupted one of her long thoughts. Not that he'd been watching her have many since the start of the year. Of course not.

"What Malfoy, what could you possibly want?" A hint of annoyance showed in her voice. He obviously interrupted a thought about the Weasel. Why the hell would she think about him when she has a perfectly good fantasy sitting right in front of her?

It took all of his restraint not to say, 'to shag your fucking brains out on this goddamn table,' but he managed to do it. In fact he was quite surprised at his answer.

"Has Weasel upset you again?" Her eyebrows almost disappeared into her bushy, brown hair. Why was he concerned with her love life? Well, you can't call it a love life when you haven't even had the first one.

"Um, yeah but...Why do you care?" She hesitated, wanting to start on a rant about how he insults her all the time so why would he ever want to know about her problems? She wanted to take out all her anger on him at that particular moment in time, just because he was an easy target. But she managed to stop herself.

"Because I do, someone like you shouldn't be mistreated. Especially by a person you trust." Ahh I see Draco, we're trying to get on her good side. Sympathy is the best way to get into a girls panties as Blaize always says.

Once again Hermione's eyebrows rose very high. Her mouth opened into a perfect 'o' that Draco wanted to cram full with his dick. Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ. Jesus fucking Christ.

Hermione's mind was ticking, why was he being nice? It took her a full 15 seconds but it finally clicked. A sly smile played on her lips as she stared into Draco's, cleverly hidden, lust-filled eyes. Maybe she could finally gain something from Malfoy. She could definitely use a way to make Ron angry and she could be sure she'd lose her 'good girl' reputation.

She was going to let Malfoy have what he wanted and at the same time use him to her fill. Yes that was meant to be suggestive.

"Malfoy, I may have an answer to your problem." His eyes widened. He was in a trap and he didn't know it yet.

I'm not sure if I like this chapter so I'd love it if someone could review this. Maybe even a group of people. I think I might have gone off of the characters that I wanted but if you think it's good then I'll keep it Please revieeewwwww!