A/N

Hey everybody! well, here is chapter two for you!

i had fun writing it, i hope you have fun reading it.

There is a lot to come for these guys.

Maybe, i might just through in some surprises for you.:)

Hermione P.O.V.

After dealing with the prefects I trailed Malfoy back to the Head compartment. I flounced down on one of the seats, scrutinizing him as he lowered himself down as well. I didn't bother fixing my skirt, it was only Malfoy. I sneered at him.

"Really Malfoy, hasn't anyone told you it's not polite to stare?" I was delighted when I saw him grow flustered.

"Yeah, again, Granger, like I would be staring at you. You are nothing but a filthy mudblood" He spat at me, but it didn't faze me. He was obviously just trying to get a rise out of me, and I wouldn't give it to him. Ha, I'd like to see what you will do when I strip for you.

"Oh yeah Malfoy, you were so not staring at me. That's what all the boys say. I purposefully uncrossed and re-crossed my legs, giving him a flash of a certain lacy black thong. Take that you annoying git.

"I hate to tell you this Granger, but I have girls throwing themselves at me all the time. I don't need you too."

"Oh yeah, like this pompous prattling albino git actually attracts girls"

"Look who's talking, you're.. you're, you're a know it all"

"Oooooh ouch! Malfoy that really stings. Ha, you can't come up with one good insult. And don't even try 'Mudblood', that's older then bellbottom jeans"

"Bellbottom what?" He stared at me confused.

I chuckled delightedly. "If you don't know, I won't tell you." I smirked. I absolutely love getting a rise out of him.

He huffed at me. "Well if that's all, I'm going to go find some real people, and not just trashy sluts."

"Oh, isn't that what Pansy is? 'Drakie! Oh Drakie!'" I mimicked Pansy quite well actually, and reveled in his flushed and angry face.

"Leave my girlfriend out of this mudblood. You know nothing." He snarled at me

"You know it's not nice to call your girlfriend a slut right?"

"Oh shut your face you know-"

"Yeah, I know nothing, and I'm a know-it-all. Yeah real clever Malfoy." I stood up flashing him my thong again and tossed my curls over my shoulder. "Well, ill be off. Toodles!" I pranced out of the compartment, going to find Harry and Ron. Mentally I composed myself.

I would have been an idiot not to expect scorn from Malfoy. But honestly, did he have to be so mean? He called me a slut for bloody sake. But no matter, he's just mad that he found me attractive.

Walking down the corridors, I had a smirk on my face the whole time. And I was satisfied that I kept getting extremely shocked glances, and whispers.

"Hermione Granger?"

"It can't be!"

"She's… HOT!"

"What is she wearing?"

"Is that a Prada mini?"

"Are those Marc Jacob shoes?"

"What is she using on her hair?"

"I'm so jealous!"

"Look at her chest!"

"When did she get to be so big?"

I smirked to myself. Ron defiantly won't be able to ignore me now. I finally found them and I flounced into the compartment to jaw dropping stares from Luna, Neville, Harry and Ginny. But Ron was no where to be found.

"Ohmygod! HERMIONE?" Harry' shocked face captured my attention again.

"Oh Hermione, you are really pretty!" Luna's soft statement came to me next.

"Hermione, you, you, wow." I gave Neville a small smile.

"Hermione Jean Granger! Is that a Prada skirt? And are those Marc Jacob shoes? You lucky bitch." I rushed over and gave the last person in the compartment a huge hug.

"Ginny Weasley! I have missed you so much! And you were so right. The new suede Prada Mini! Bought it especially for the occasion. Well, Greg bought it for me. There are advantages to having a rich famous boyfriend. I had to break up with him of course. He thinks I'm going to this America Boarding school! As if!"

"Hermione! It's so good to see you! But I got to talk to you about something. Alone." Ginny glared at Luna and Neville, and the rested on Harry. "Sorry babe, girl talk." She linked her arm through mine, and we rushed into an empty compartment.

"So what's the big deal?" I looked at Ginny grinning.

"Ron is back with lavender. They have been going out all summer. I had no way to tell you, since you said no owls." She said all this very fast, but very hesitatingly. Like she was afraid I was going to burst into tears. She alone knows of my crush on her brother. Not even Harry knows.

"Ah. I suspected as much. When did it happen?" I flipped my hair over my shoulder, resolving myself not to cry.

"Um, almost as soon as we got home for the summer holidays. He got a hold of the last owl you sent me, saying you were hooking up with Mike, at the time. He got in this huge jealous rage and well, did the deed with lavender."

I sighed. I knew this was going to happen. No matter how pretty I get, there will always be someone else. That dumb whoreish bimbo Lavender Brown. Well for all I care she can have him. I can get anyone now. Even Draco Malfoy. In fact, to prove Ronald Weasley wrong, I will in fact get Malfoy to fall for me.

"Well, Gin, it's lovely as always talking to you but I really must get back to the Head compartment. Don't want Malfoy pitching a fit. And I must change into my robes. As much as a shame that is." I paused. Ginny was gaping open mouthed at me. "What?"

"MALFOY? THAT'S THE HEAD BOY? OH MY GOD HERMIONE, I AM SO SORRY!" She looked outraged.

"Relax Ginny, he was pretty shocked to. But I have an idea…" I trailed off, smirking at her.

"Tell me!" She was bouncing on the seat, impatient.

"Why don't… why don't we get Malfoy to fall in love with me? It shouldn't be too hard. We will be living together after all. And with me looking like this…" I leaned forward, and whispered "Also, I took my extensive collection of lingerie."

Ginny's mouth dropped open. "Oh you devious, naughty girl! Well, I'm up for a challenge. What's the first move?"

"Well, of course to change into my robes right in front of him. And to just, not care at all what he does. Which I don't anyways. Guys love girls that they can't have. And he can't have me. Because I am a Gryffindor."

"Hermione that's a brilliant idea!" Ginny squealed in delight. "Well you better scamper off. You naughty naughty girl."

I smirked at her. "Oh and one last thing. Call me Mione."

Draco P.O.V.

I seethed in anger. How dare that granger call Pansy a slut? Well, she does deserve it, but how dare that mudblood insult a pure blood? I watched as she again flashed me her lacy black thong and I felt myself grow hard as she flounced out of the compartment. Damn, that girl will be the death of me. If I have to live with her, and her incredibly long legs, and insanely perky breasts. I shook my head.

Draco, Draco, Draco. Relax. You can easily avoid her. It won't be that hard. Now let's go find the compartment with everyone else. I can vent my anger with them.

Getting up, I found my way into the Slytherin compartment, and suddenly my view was obstructed my something.

"DRAKIE! OH HOW IVE MISSED YOU!" I groaned as Pansy threw herself at me, and covering my face with sloppy kisses. She had a very similar outfit on to Hermione's, the shoes were slightly different, but still approximately four inches, she had a mini skirt on as well, but it looked like a different material. And she wore a green bra instead of a black one. Her face was caked with makeup.

Did she honestly think this makes her attractive? Granger looked gorgeous, where as Pansy looked like a trashy slut! Granger was right. Bloody hell, I did not just say that. Granger is getting in my head.

"Oh hi Pansy. How was your holiday?" Forcefully I removed her arms around my neck and grabbed her waist and moved her to the side. Not really waiting for her reply I turned to the rest and took in Blaise, Crabbe, Goyle, Astoria, some wealthy pure blood girl that was the best friend of Pansy, and Daphne, who looked like Astoria's younger sister.

"Hi guys." I sighed in exhaustion. "What's going on?"

"Forget about us, what's up with you?" Blaise, asked me, and he looked worried.

"That damn mudblood is what's up with me." Six faces looked at me in confusion. "Granger?"

"Eeewww! Why are you even talking about her Drakie!" I don't know how she did it, but Pansy managed to find her way into my lap.

"I'm talking about her because she just happens to be Head Girl. And she was wearing one of the sluttiest outfits ever. I swear on Voldemort's dead body that she almost turned me on. I can't take it. She is obviously just trying to control me. She was prancing about our compartment nearly half naked." I shuddered to myself.

Pansy pouted dramatically. "Oh Drakie I'm so sorry. I'll make things better for you-"

Blaise sensing my annoyance cut her off. "Hey man, I never knew it would be such a bummer. But from what I've heard, and I haven't really wanted to tell you, is that in the muggle world she is apparently kind of famous. Something like a model. She dates all these super famous guys."

Pansy, fuming, jumped off my lap. Beckoning to the two other girls she flounced out, and good riddance.

"What the bloody hell does that have to do with me?" I snapped at him. Like I give a damn about what Granger does in her spare time with men. Or anything else for that matter. Especially in the muggle world.

"Draco, buddy, what I'm trying to tell you is she's the newest it girl in society." Blaise tossed a muggle magazine on my lap which Pansy had vacated. There was a pretty girl pouting up at me, extremely scantily clad. She had almost nothing on. Only this picture didn't move. I did a double take at the cover and my mouth dropped. It was Granger!

"What, what is this?" I shook the magazine at Blaise. Leave it to him to make a situation worse.

"Well, my mother's newest squeeze is a muggle, you know how she does, and he is the editor of this actual magazine. Cosmopolitan. Its like, the muggle sex magazine. She is featured as the world's most desired female."

He reached into his bag and also pulled out another, this one had a marked page. In this one, it was undeniably the same girl, which was Granger, as the first, only this one was completely naked. She was lying down, and had rose petals covering very little of her. She had alluring look on her face.

"WHAT THE HELL?" I jumped up. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON HERE?"

"Bro, calm down. What I'm just trying to say, is that she according to the muggle world is a score. And according to my research, she is quite easy. I say go for it." He smirked at me.

"What, what, what the hell are you going on about? I would never touch a filthy mudblood like her!" I sputtered. Turning around I started to walk out, getting ready to head back to the head compartment. Casting one final look at Blaise I said "Oh and by the way I'm keeping these."

I stormed out, hearing the guys snickering at me. Finding my way back to the head compartment I stormed in.

Thank god that Granger isn't here; I can't bear to deal with her and her 'most desired' body. How the hell did it get to this? How did she get to be so hot?

Frustrated I shoved the two magazines into my back, at the exact same time Granger pranced back in. shooting me a disdainful look she crossed her arms.

"Didn't have any friends to hang out with Malfoy? Pity." She smirked.

"No, I just found out some pretty interesting information." I paused, letting her respond.

"And I care, WHY?" She wasn't even looking at me.

"Some pretty interesting information about you." I trailed of into silence. She snorted.

"And what was this information, I wonder?" she let out a dry chuckle.

"Oh, just that you are the muggle worlds most desired female. Didn't know you had it in you."

She stared at me. "Oh look at you, stalking me." She snickered. "Like what you saw Malfoy? I bet you did. Oh here. I have something for you." She reached in her bag and pulled out a rolled up poster. She smirked at me.

I rolled it open and stared. It was Granger, and she was in another provocative pose, only she was obviously modeling underwear. Wizards' lingerie. Her picture winked at me. I shuddered and rolled it back up.

"And why in the world would I want this?" I snarled at her.

"Oh, I just saw you staring at me earlier, and well," she smirked. "Well, you know its time to start getting ready."

Suddenly without warning she started unbuttoning her blouse and shrugged it off. Next her shoes came off, and finally her skirt. She was standing there in front of me in only her underwear. And then she pulled on her Hogwarts skirt, making sure to hike it up a good couple of inches. Then came off the white shirt, and the vest, then the tie. And finally the robe.

"Get a nice show Malfoy? It won't be happening again. Now you must change. We are arriving soon."

I glared at her. What a priss. But I did have to change, so I quickly stripped and redressed in my Hogwarts uniform. I sat back down; dwelling on the images of her body I had scene, and her lingering stares.

Suddenly the train stopped. I was here. At last.

A/N

So what do you think?

Hermione is certianly a bad girl;)

And who knew she was so popualr in the muggle world?

well, stick around to find out what i haveup my sleeve next.

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Toodles!

~Hawkshadow~