A/N: I actually forgot to write an author's note in the previous chapter because I got a little too excited about it and all hehe o:) Anyway! I really appreciate the new followers and the nice reviews! You guys are amazing! Please continue telling me what you think about the story your reviews mean everything to me!

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Chapter 4

Hermione was running down the halls and through the corridors to the dungeons for her Potions class which she was clearly late for. She was furious about what happened to her the night before and again this morning. Draco refused to let her use the toilet last night and she was forced to run all the way to the nearest bathroom she knew (which was a twenty minute run from where she was) before her bladder exploded.

This morning was no different; she woke up and headed for the bathroom only to find it locked. This time when she knocked, an annoyingly cheerful voice answered.

"Occupied!" he yelled, the smirk clear in his voice.

"Well how much longer are you going to take?" she asked clearly frustrated.

"Oh I was thinking about skipping breakfast and staying here right until class started," he answered merrily.

She tried every unlocking spell she knew before she considered bombarding the door but then reminded herself that she would get into a lot of trouble if she did and she would probably not be Head Girl anymore.

Hermione huffed in annoyance and cussed under her breath.

That had caused her to run all the way to the other bathroom with all her belongings and then hurry to class. She had already missed breakfast and her tummy was demonstrating the mating call of the blue whale.

When she arrived to the Potions class she entered with red cheeks, rumpled school robes (from putting them on quickly and running) and deep heavy breaths. She looked like she was about to faint.

Draco had a smug look on his face and obviously, that ridiculous smirk.

She shot him a glare before she realized that the whole class had turned to look at her with a confused expression that was exactly like the expression her Potions Professor wore.

"Ms Granger, mind explaining your tardiness?" he asked politely.

"Oh… um…" she looked at Draco and found him sniggering with his Slytherin friends, "I… um… I'm sorry Professor, I overslept. Won't happen again," she replied confidently.

She couldn't bloody well tell him that the reason she was late was because Draco was in bathroom too long.

"Right, take a seat then and be sure to come early next time," he said before turning his attention back to the class.

Hermione walked over to Neville's table and sat down next to him, and for the rest of the day she ignored Draco and his gang and focused on her classes.

At dinner that night, Hermione decided to tell Ginny and Neville all about what had happened, from Draco thanking her at the top of the Astronomy Tower, to the new Heads dormitories, the bathroom incident and what had happened to her that morning.

Ginny sighed before saying, "well you have to understand, even if he isn't a prejudice arse anymore, he's still Draco Malfoy, the rude arrogant pig we all know and despise."

"Yea Mione, you shouldn't let him get to you, he hasn't changed all that much you know," Neville replied with a slight shrug.

Before Hermione had a chance to reply to her friends, Professor McGonagall stood at the podium and cleared her throat. The chatter and clatter of forks and knives died to a deafening silence.

"I hope you all understand that we had good reason to wait until we announced this year's Head Girl and Head Boy," she said, "so without further ado, this year's Head Girl is Hermione Granger!" A loud roar from the Gryffindor table erupted and the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws did not fail to applaud the young witch. A few silent claps and sneers were given from Slytherin but that was all.

"And this year's Head Boy goes to Draco Malfoy!" continued McGonagall. Slytherin applauded just as enthusiastically as Gryffindor did when Hermione was announced. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw clapped along as well, but Gryffindor only clapped silently and glared over at the Slytherin table. Hermione glanced over and saw Draco smiling proudly at his friends as the applause went on.

McGonagall silenced everyone before saying, "If you have any questions, complaints or suggestions please address them to these two students. Hopefully we will have a successful year with the help of Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy."

There was another applause and before she knew it Hermione was already up and leaving the Great Hall. She didn't want to go back to the dreaded Heads dormitories and decided to go to the library instead.

When she reached, she took a seat at the very back to finish her homework in peace. She forgot all about Draco and was on a roll finishing almost all her homework for this week when suddenly she was interrupted by a pair of hands slamming onto her table and an annoyingly familiar voice saying, "Hello Granger."

She rolled her eyes then looked up to see Draco Malfoy looking down at her with a mischievous smile playing at his lips. Hermione put down her quill then folded her arms before leaning back in her chair to create some space between her and the unwelcome Slytherin.

"What do you want?" she asked drily.

"I had a wonderful bath this morning, you really should try out that pool of ours," he said whilst taking a seat in front of her.

"Why would I when you clearly contaminated it?" she answered coldly.

He laughed at her response then shook his head before replying, "Why didn't you report me to McGonagall yet Granger?"

Hermione was stunned for a second, she wasn't expecting that.

"I didn't want to waste her time because of your childish behavior," she answered then played with a short strand of hair that was tickling her ear.

Draco looked at her with an amused expression and then said, "Oh really?" his smirk never leaving his face, "I think you just want to catch me in the tub again, maybe next time you'd like to see more than just my arms."

Hermione's eyes widened and her mouth dropped, then her expression changed to one of disgust.

"Are you serious? EW!" she exclaimed while making gagging noises.

Draco laughed, clearly amused by her reaction. The disgusted look never left her face.

"I propose a truce, mainly because I can hear your mind planning revenge and I honestly don't want to get caught up in what you have arranged for me," he said after taking a breath.

This took Hermione by surprise, and he wasn't wrong about the revenge, but she just simply nodded before asking, "What do you have in mind?"

"We can plan a schedule for mornings, see who uses the bathroom first, I like taking quick showers and I normally never take more than 15 minutes," he answered honestly.

"Well, my showers don't take long anymore," she said whilst pointing at her short hair, "so I don't mind if you use the bathroom first."

"Great, when I'm in there I'll charm the door to turn green, and when you're in there charm it to turn red, that way we'll avoid scenarios like the one that happened yesterday," he said with a rather serious expression.

Hermione nodded then gathered her books and excused herself and started making her way back to her dormitory.

That was a nice turn of events, she thought.

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That was weird turn of events, thought Draco as he sat staring at the spot Hermione was occupying just moments before. He was ready to annoy her and wind her up, because that was his favorite hobby right after Quidditch. But his plan took a strange turn after he saw her twirling a small strand of her hair, he didn't understand what happened at that moment but he saw her. He noticed how soft her hair looked and wondered if it was long enough for him to run his fingers though.

He suddenly stopped, staring wide-eyed at the bookcase in front of him. Did he just think about that? Draco put a hand to his head and then noticed he was a little warm, maybe he's coming down with something that's why he was having these hallucinating thoughts about none other than Granger.

He then stood up and stormed out of the library and made his way to the Slytherin common room.

When he reached he found Blaise Zabini, Theo Nott, Daphne Greengrass, and Pansy Parkinson sitting around the fire talking about something related to Herbology. Draco made his presence known by clearing his throat and plopping himself in between Daphne and Blaise, and earned himself some questioning looks.

Pansy was the first to speak up, "Well well, look at this, the Head boy is none other than our very own Draco Malfoy," she smiled flirtatiously then winked at him.

"It was hardly surprising since I knew McGonagall was going to ask me to do it," Draco replied smugly.

"That's not what I heard," said Theo with an evil smirk, "I heard it was Potter she had in mind, but since he didn't want to finish his last year here, she chose you."

"Guess you're just second best… Again!" said Blaise with a laugh.

Draco shot them both a deathly glare before saying, "Well it hardly matters, the only problem now is Granger, we have to live together."

"WHAT?" exclaimed all his friends at the same time.

Pansy had the most horrified look on her face and couldn't help but scowl unattractively at the words that came out of Draco's mouth.

"Yea McGonagall said that we had to share a dormitory to 'maximize efficiency' or something," he continued to explain. He decided not to mention anything about the shared bathroom.

"That's quite unfortunate mate," said Blaise giving him a pat on the back, "I can barely stand that insufferable know-it-all and now you have to live with her."

Pansy was so angry that she bolted out of the common room and back to her room, Daphne followed her silently.

"Well that's exactly how I expected her to react," said Draco after she left.

"You two aren't a thing anymore right?" asked Theo curiously.

"Yea it ended over the summer," Draco replied with a defeated sigh, "it was… rather unpleasant."

"How so?" asked Blaise.

Draco then stood up and lifted his school shirt from the right and showed them the scar sliced at his side.

The two Slytherins gaped at the sight in front of them.

"What the fuck happened?" asked Theo with a horrified expression.

"Long story short, when I told her I didn't love her she forgot she had a knife in her hand, and well… the rest is pretty self-explanatory," he answered with a shrug.

"Merlin Draco," said Blaise after a long stare at his scar, "she's one crazy bitch."

"Hey, I forgave her okay," said Draco, "besides, it looks pretty cool."

Theo shook his head at his friend's shallowness and Blaise just sniggered.

"Anyway," continued Draco as he tucked his shirt back into his pants, "you can't tell her you know, she'll skin me alive if she found out that anyone knew about this."

His friends nodded in agreement.

"Well, I'm off, see you later," said Draco whilst leaving the room.

His friends waved good-bye before going into a heavy discussion about Quidditch.

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Hermione sat on her bed absent-mindedly petting Crookshanks, and was thinking about her friends and the last time she saw them.

Her and Ron decided to part ways and were on a mutual agreement that if they caught up after her last year in Hogwarts and they haven't found anyone, they'd work on their 'relationship' and see where it led to.

She missed them so much, Hogwarts wasn't the same without them.

Everything seemed quieter and less… exciting without her boys.

She decided to write to them and see how they were doing.

She reached into her schoolbag and pulled out her parchment, quill and an ink bottle. Her letter told them about everything that had happened to her at Hogwarts and asked them what was going on with their new lives as Aurors-in-training. She made sure to tell them that she missed them and loved them.

Before she could get overly-emotional, Hermione snapped out of it and told herself that there was no use being sad about it, so she got up and took out the miniature gramophone from her trunk and enlarged it to its regular size.

Then she reached into a little pouch that contained her miniature records, and searched through them before her hand landed on the one she had been looking for. She pulled it out, enlarged it then placed it on the gramophone and let it play.

She took off her school robe and listened to the beginning of Whitney Houston's 'I Wanna Dance With Somebody' before twirling around her room and slowly mouthing the words of the fun song.

When the chorus hit, she took her jumper off then kicked her shoes off and started singing (at a very off tune pitch) with the artist. She was now dancing and twirling at a steady pace with the beat.

She started unbuttoning her blouse slowly and un-tucking it from her school skirt. After the rocking bridge, she was hyped and happy and singing loudly. Her let-go attitude let her pick up her fuzzy cat and dance around the room with him squirming in her tight grip. At this point nothing could stop her from her one-woman show.

She laughed as she saw her reflection and realized that her cheeks were pink, her hair standing at different angles.

The song was coming to an end and she remained looking at her reflection whilst dancing to the rest of the song. When it ended, she was panting and sweating lightly, so she decided to get some sleep. Hermione unbuttoned the rest of her shirt and let it fall to the floor, then her skirt followed and now she was staring at her reflection. She was wearing a plain white bra and plain black panties. The young woman standing in front of her was hardly recognizable and she couldn't help but wonder how much the war had affected her.

She ran a hand down her stomach and over her legs, then back up her sides and over her chest. She glanced at her body one last time before turning around and putting on her pajama shorts and a tank top before crawling into her bed and falling asleep.

Hermione never noticed that she didn't close her door.

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Draco had walked into the common room of the Heads dormitories, when he heard music coming from upstairs, he knew it was Granger and had hoped he would call her out for annoying him, but when he reached her door he found it open halfway.

He stood in front of the Gryffindor girl's room and his mouth dropped.

Hermione Granger was dancing and taking her clothes off.

What.

He blinked several times before his eyes registered that this was actually happening.

She was twirling now and unbuttoning her shirt, he caught sight of her bra and a part of his anatomy reacted dangerously when she dropped to the ground and slowly pulled herself up in tune with the music. He couldn't believe that this girl was doing to him.

He continued to stare as she ruffled her hair and picked up that ball of fuzz she called a cat. The thing looked like it was about to scratch her face. She dropped it to the floor and continued dancing in front of her mirror.

Draco didn't notice when the music ended because all of a sudden he was staring at Hermione in nothing but her underwear and bra. When he didn't think the situation could get any worse he watched as her hands trailed over herself. This was doing dangerous things to him; he quickly turned and went to his own room.

He spent the whole night imagining Hermione Granger and dreaming about her in a way he never EVER thought he could.

This is not going to end well…

A/N: I had so much fun writing this chapter! I'm sorry I didn't update sooner but I was too busy fangirling over TFIOS! Also, I think I'm aware that this chapter is MUCH longer than the ones before, but I think I want the rest of the chapters to be about this long.

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