AN: I don't know what you're all doing to me. I have never updated a finished story this fast.

Seriously. Damn.

Anyway. Here it is.

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Prince has signed in.

PansyGirl has signed in.

PansyGirl says: I heard something disturbing about you Draco.

Prince says: What?

PansyGirl says: You were kissing Granger down the hall between Potions and D.A.D.A.

Prince says: You gossip to much Pansy.

PansyGirl says: Daphne told me.

Prince says: So.

PansyGirl says: She doesn't lie.

Prince says: I don't believe that for a moment.

PansyGirl says: I don't want to believe her

Prince says: She's lying.

PansyGirl says: I don't believe that.

Prince says: You think I would be kissing that mudblood?

PansyGirl says: Well, no. But I think you were kissing someone and I want to know who.

Prince says: Some fifth year.

PansyGirl says: Oh! Is it Katrine? She kinda has the same curls.

Prince says: You don't know her.

PansyGirl says: She's a pureblood right?

Prince says: Does it matter for a shag?

PansyGirl says: I am not Goyle or Crabbe. I don't want to hear about your sex life.

Prince says: Of course not. You just ask questions about it.

Crabbe34 Hotmail. Com has signed in.

Crabbe34 Hotmail. Com says: DRACO! I HEARD YOU FUCKED GRANGER!

Prince says: False.

PansyGirl says: Crabbe, you still haven't figured out how to change your screen name?

Crabbe34 Hotmail. Com says: Who'd you fuck then? Daphne's little sister said so

Prince says: Astoria?

PansyGirl says: Astoria?

PansyGirl says: She saw you fucking Granger?

Prince says: No she hadn't. I have not fucked Granger.

Otter has signed on.

Otter says: Hi Draco!

Prince says: Goodbye Otter.

PansyGirl says: Who are you? I don't know you.

Otter says: Chat later Draco

PansyGirl says: Who was that?

Prince says: Extended family.

Crabbe34 Hotmail. Com says: Isn't that Granger?

Prince says: No.

EvergreenGrass7 has signed in.

EvergreenGrass7 says: Draco! My little sister keeps saying you were banging Granger!

Prince says: Must I disprove this rumor yet again?

EvergreenGrass7 says: Where were you then? At… 3:00 between Potions and D.A.D.A.?

PansyGirl says: He claims it was some fifth year.

EvergreenGrass7 says: Oh? Stori will know who it is. What's her name.

Prince says: I don't remember. Some brunette, Ravenclaw I think.

EvergreenGrass7 says: Oh, Give me a sec.

Storia has signed in.

Storia: OMG you fucked Granger.

Prince says:

EvergreenGrass7 says: Nah, apperantly a brunette Ravenclaw fifth year.

Storia says: Oh…maybe Lottie? Or Veronique? Was it Umbra or Sadie? They're the only ones I can think of that might fit that description.

Crabbe34 Hotmail. Com says: Lottie was in class, that's what Goyle says

PansyGirl says: So it was Veronique, Umbra or Sadie.

Storia says: Veronique and Umbra were in Divination with me, I got sick and that's how I ended up seeing.

PansyGirl says: You were shagging Sadie?

EvergreenGrass7 says: Sadie, as in Sadie Brayer? The mudblood American transfer girl?

Prince has signed out.

Crabbe34 Hotmail. Com says: It had to be.

Storia says: Except Sadie was with me. She was the one who walked me to Madam Pompfeys.

PansyGirl says: He was lying!

Crabbe34 Hotmail. Com says: Yeah. He does that.

PansyGirl says: He was so with someone he didn't want us to know who. Otherwise he'd be bragging.

Crabbe34 Hotmail. Com says: Like when he shagged you in fifth year?

PansyGirl says: Shut up Crabbe

Storia says: You shagged Draco?

EvergreenGrass7 says: Was he good?

PansyGirl says: : )


"We have to be more careful, pet." Draco whispered, pressing his lips to Hermione's hair. He could never get over calling her Hermione. He stuck to affectionate nicknames.

"Really?"

"Daphne Greengrass' little sister, Astoria saw us. She told Pansy and Daphne and now Crabbe knows too." He murmured. They were currently tucked away in a secluded, abandoned bathroom.

"Lovely. What'd you say?" Hermione asked, pressing her forehead to his chest.

"That it was some Ravenclaw fifth year. They narrowed it down though, so they know I was lying about that." He replied.

"Really? That's always good." Her voice was full of sarcasm.

"Yeah. Not good."

"I almost told Ginny." Hermione finally confessed, meeting his grey eyes.

"Really? Why?" There was something very judgemental in his voice. She pressed her forehead back to his chest.

"Cause. She's smart, non judgemental, and slipped firewhiskey in my butterbeer." Hermione replied.

"Hm, such wonderful friends. And you're always accusing me of having poor choice in followers."

"I don't have followers, Draco, I have friends." Hermione snapped, pulling away from his black sweater. He took a slight step forward, closing the gap between them again.

"Hn. Same thing really."

"Hmph. I beg to differ." Hermione grunted as he leaned his weight against her, and her back flatned against the stall wall. He pushed his lips to her throat.