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Summary: She awakes with a horrid hangover, walking to her drawers to grab her outfit for the new day, to find her favorite knickers missing... Once she discovers the brains behind it, it is war. DxHr

Rating: M for naughty language and actions

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Don't Touch Those Knickers!

Chapter 2: Discovered

Hermione groans, opening one eye she looks around. She closes her eye trying to grasp memories of what happened last night. Her eyes open in shock, and jumps of the bed.

THUD

"Ugh. My legs feels like jelly." She mutters to herself, and sits up hugging her knees. "Oh no, all I remember is drinking in the Gryffindor common room, but what else happened?" She whispers hoping nothing happened. "Ah, silly girl, nothing happened. I mean, I woke up in my room unharmed. I should really stop talking to myself, and get ready for classes." She uses the near by desk for support as she gets up.

Hermione sluggishly walks to her drawers to grab her outfit for today. 'As if I had a variety of choices,' snorted Hermione. Grabbing her undergarments, uniform, and towel she heads to the shared bathroom. She opens the doorknob, and walked with her head bowed.

"Well, someone looks horrible this morning." A snicker came from the opposite side of the room.

"Oh shut up, Blaise! Get out of here, I have to bathe." Hermione finishes her statement, snapping her head up to find Blaise perfectly dressed, ready for class. She sends out an evil glare hoping to melt his head off his shoulders. When she realizes that fantasy wasn't coming true she gave up, and begged him to leave.

"Okay, Granger, but only because I am so nice." He turns around, opening the door leading to his bedroom, and walks out.

"That was easier than usual, but he still left the door open!" She stomps to his door to slam it shut. "I don't think today is going to be a good day!" She screamed while holding her head in attempt to calm her splitting headache.

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Blaise prances out of the common room, hearing a scream saying something about not having a good day.

'If you think it's bad now, just wait until later, Granger,' smiling at this thought.

Blaise meets up with Draco on his way to breakfast. "Can you tell me what you did with the knickers yet?"

"You're just going to have to wait, trust me, it'll be more fun that way. I'll give you a hint though, Snape is going to have an erection for the first time in years." His joke earned a guffawed from Blaise.

The two boys walked through the hallways in a slow speed; day dreaming on how double Potions will run today. When Blaise and Draco reached the Great Hall, they plopped down next to Crabbe and Goyle.

As Crabbe was speaking, Draco let the words run in one ear and out the other. He zoned out until he saw his prey. Draco's eyes linger on Hermione as she drags her feet to a seat that was in between two boys that he hates the most.

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"Why did I listen to you boys?" Hermione complains miserably, placing her head on the table.

"It wasn't that bad, Hermione. You looked like you had a lot of fun." Ron grinned.

"What did I do last night?" Hermione was almost too afraid to ask, but she let her curiosity get the better out of her.

"Nothing really, just walked around hugging people. That's basically the gist of it," answered Harry.

"How did I get back? Did any of you two carry me back?" That was the question that kept pestering her all morning.

Harry and Ron exchange glances, giving her sheepish smiles.

"We kinda passed out before you left." Harry admitted.

"Oh," was all she could say. 'Maybe I walked back on my own. YES! That has to be it. I still have a bad feeling about this. Oh, I want this headache to go away!' She grimaced at her headache.

"Oh! Before we forget, we have a potion for you, so you can get rid of your hangover after effects. We thought you would feel horrible." Harry goes into his robe to pull out a small vial containing purple liquid inside.

"Thank so much you guys!" She hugs both of them, and gingerly, but eagerly takes the vial from Harry's hand. Hermione chugged the vial. "That tastes horrible!" Coughing insanely at the nasty taste.

"But it works!" Chipped in Ron.

Hermione sighs. The trio finishes up their breakfast, and takes their time when walking to their class.

Double Potions.

They walked in a few minutes earlier than when class started, taking their seats quietly. Within the next three minutes all the Slytherins barged into the classroom.

Snape smiles at his Slytherins, and frowns at the Gryffindors.

"We'll going to be reading in the text books in prepare for our potion for next class, and this time I don't want any mistakes," Snape takes a brief pause to send a menacing look to Neville, "now read, page 365." He takes a seat at his desk looking over some papers.

As the class nearly ended Draco was working up a sweat whether if Snape was going to open his drawer. Not too long after the thought, an answer to his prayers was granted, Snape started to bend down to his cabinet to take out essays.

"Show time." Draco whispered to Blaise. Blaise looked next to him to see Draco's eyes dance with joy, took a glance at Granger, and then stares at Snape.

Snape opens his cabinet with the papers to a little surprise.

"Oh, you're bad, Draco!" Blaise muttered never taking his eyes off Snape.

Snape stood up, slamming his hands on his desk, having everyone stop what they were doing to look at Snape. The students were shocked to see Snape so furious, and so red, especially in the cheek area.

"Miss Granger, would you like to explain to me why this was in my cabinet drawer?" Snape voice drips with venom, while holding up her knickers that labeled "Wet," and her name etched into it.

The Slytherins roared with laughter, clutching their stomachs, some struggling to not fall off their seat. While some Gryffindors was either feeling pity for her, or wondering if it was possible that Hermione could own such lingerie.

"You know, I know you're worrying about not passing my class, but it doesn't mean you have to give me your knickers. Detention tonight, 8 o'clock sharp!" Snape demanded trying to hide his embarrassment.

Hermione sat still with humiliation, and head hanging low, a comforting arm from Harry draped around her.

"Hermione, I swear I'll beat the living pulp who ever did this!" Ron's harsh whisper was filled with rage.

Shortly after class ended, Hermione ran out and into her bedroom, locking the door, crying on her bed.

"I hate whoever did this! This was a horrible day!" She cried into her pillow, she lifted her head up sniffling, "I better check to see if anymore was stolen," she said with a bitter tone. Hermione checks in all of her drawers, and belongings to make sure nothing else were stolen.

"At least that was the only one that they stole." She sat on her bed, and watched her clock as time went by slowly.

For every time she thought about what happened today her grief lessened, but her rage grew. 'I cannot believe someone had the audacity to do this to me. Whoever did this will regret what they did to Hermione Granger!' She stood up feeling powerful. 'But who did this? How am I going to find out?' a thought that puzzled her greatly. She turned to her clock to see it was 7:45. 'I should start heading out.'

She quickly walked to the Potions' room wanting to get this torture over. Just as she was about to enter the room, Snape was taking large and quick strides out. He took a few steps past her and stopped.

"Granger, I must take care of some matters." He coughed trying to face away from her, "someone else will take my place in watching you for detention. Do not be rude to him, and listen to everything he says." Snape hurries down the hallway, as if, trying to get away from Hermione.

'Weird.' She thought, 'wait, but who is in there?' She takes timid steps into the classroom to find someone who she hates dearly.

Draco Malfoy.

"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" She stood by the door very defensively.

"For someone so smart, you would think she would know that I, Draco Malfoy, will be watching over you." He smirked.

She stomps over to him, looking up to him with disgust. "Why though?" Her eyes never leaving his piercing gray eyes.

"Well after today's show, I knew Snape would be too hot and bothered to be with the know-it-all who owns suggestive lingerie. So, out of the kindness of my heart, I offered to watch you, and he accepted," he looks down at her, smirking. 'She's a midget, what is she? 5'3? Well short ones can be very feisty,' leaving his smirk to grow as he reminisces of his past encounters with petite women.

Hermione scrunches up her nose at the thought of Snape getting hot and bothered. 'Well it is like not he gets any,' she giggles inwardly at that comment. She shakes her head remembering where she was. "But what is in it for you? Why do you want to waste your time with me? To torment me?"

'Well, duh,' he thought, but instead said, "Well I was just so curious as to why Granger owns a lot of sexy knickers. Maybe, besides those books you read, you read really naughty books. Naughty books with charms, accessories, and positions." His eyebrows wriggle suggestively.

"That is none of your business!" She retorted back. It only took a second until things clicked. "YOU! You were the one who went through my drawers taking my knickers!" She gasped, and her eyes were sending daggers. "I am going to kill you!" She lunges at him, pushing him to the cold floor. They both fall with Hermione straddling him, trying to ring his neck.

"Get off of me!" He struggles, but he grabs Hermione's hands, and flipped her over. She squirmed from under him. He raises her hands and arms above her head, and holds it in place with one arm.

"What are you doing? Get off of me!" Hermione desperately tries to kick him off, but it was physically impossible to move her legs.

"Just calm down. Now, I know deep down you want this. I know you find me attractive." Draco whispered, while staring down at her. Hermione lies still trying to catch her breath.

"You're wrong. You're a disgusting creature. In matter of fact, I thought you hated the thought of touching me." She looked away, loathing him more than ever.

"How could I ever hate touching a female body?" Draco replies with cockiness. 'Phew, smooth comeback. Damn it, she should really stop knowing me. Oh, mudblood, the knickers was just the beginning of the torment.'

"I hate you," were the only words she could say. 'Great, I'm stuck under Malfoy, alone, in the Potions room. Life sucks. I hate life, what did I ever do to life?' She looks up at him to be greeted with that infamous smirk.

"But you did tell me last night you thought I was cute." He watches her eyes turn from hate, to complete horror.

She turns her head towards him, "liar!"

"Look, Granger, we can do it the hard way, or the easy way. We can be like this all night, and have you struggle hopelessly, or answer 3 questions of mine. Just three simple questions, and no lying this one out. I know for a fact you can not lie to say your life."

She looked away, and began to think over her options. 'If I answer the questions I can leave, but what if he uses it against me later? Well, I certainly don't fancy the thought of Malfoy on top of me all night...'

"Well?" He stares at her intently.

"Fine, 3 questions, but make it quick." She closes her eyes preparing for the worse.

His smirk vanished, only to be replaced by an evil grin. "Question 1: Why do you own a lot of kinky underwear?"

She opens her eyes, turning her head towards the ground, and mutters something.

"What was that, Granger? I can't hear you." Using his free hand to make a 'C' shape against his ear.

"I said because I feel remotely attractive in them..." she confessed.

"Now, it wasn't that hard," he leans in closer next to her ear, "was it?" He felt her shudder, leaving him to grin even more.

"Question 2: Do you read naughty books?" His mouth never left her ear, leaving his hot breath tickling her ear.

She squints her eyes, cursing out her body to react to his actions. "Yes." Malfoy stifled a laugh, and pulls away.

"Last question. Question 3: Do you want to fuck me?"

Hermione's head forcefully turned to look at him, yelling "NO!" in his face.

He glares at her response, knowing deep down, she wasn't lying. 'No one turns down Malfoy. What is wrong with this girl? She is going to get hell from me.' Trying to keep his cool he leans in closer again, leaving only 2 inches between the two faces.

"I would never sleep with you." Hermione gritted through her teeth.

"Just wait, Granger. I can guarantee that you will be in my bed by the end of the month. I know no girl can resist me, and my package." He gets up from her, starting towards the door.

"I think you're all talk Malfoy!" Hermione replies forcefully. She sits up taking her wand out. 'Ow, I was basically sitting on it the whole time.' With her right hand she subconsciously rubs her back, and with her left she points her wand to Draco.

"No, because I know for a fact my package is great, and big" boosts the blonde.

Hermione rolls her eyes at him. "I don't care about your bloody package! I'm talking about sleeping with you. I would never do it!"

"Yeah, just wait." He turns around ready to leave.

Hermione mutters an incantation while pointing her wand at Draco. She watches Draco shifts his legs a bit, before he walks out. Hermione smiles to herself, "you shall soon see what I learned from those naughty books."

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AN: Phew, this chappy was longer than the last one. I was actually going to stop it when Hermione first saw Draco, but I decided to be nice and go on. Now this chapter was sorta setting up the scene a bit more. The next one will be a fun chapter. I love reviews...a lot. So don't hesitate to leave me one! When I see a review it makes me want to write the chapter faster. And I'm probably going to update a chapter every couple days. Rawr, I have midterms coming up x.x; I hate midterms...