A/N: Howdy, y'all!

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Also, I wrote another one-shot called "Not What You Think"...if you have nothing better to do, you should check it out I guess :)

So here is chapter 4! I hope you enjoy it :D

Hermione POV

I was expecting it. I had been trying to avoid it, but it was inevitable-Confrontation.

This morning, it finally happened. I was on my way to the Great Hall when a hand grabbed my shoulder. I spun around to see Ron-er, Weasel.

"What do you want?" I sighed.

"To talk." he said, his voice stony.

"Well we are, and we're done now. That was fun! Bye!" I said, trying to walk away. His firm grasp kept me in place.

"Come on, 'Mione. We both know it's fake." said the Weasel.

"What is?" I responded, trying to keep my face calmer than my heart.

"The whole 'I'm dating Malfoy' thing. It's not real. You know you're doing it to try to get back at me for kissing Pansy." he said.

"As if, Weasley. Draco's a million times better than you'll ever be." I snarled. I had to keep it real. If he knew it really was fake, it'd be the cost of so many problems...not to mention a smart plan ruined.

"Please. Don't even try to make it sound good. You know that you just want to get me jealous." he said, rolling his eyes. "I mean, you two haven't kissed yet. It's fake, obviously. He disgusts you, and I know it. That's why the best you can do is fake a peck on the cheek. That's nothing."

I froze. "Please, Weasley. Not everyone's like you-snogging whenever you want, wherever you want. We aren't all disturbing. When Draco and I kiss...we like to keep it private." I lied.

"Private? More like non-existent." scoffed Ron.

"Hermione?" Draco had walked up. He glared at Ron, and I had to do it. I had to, or else we'd blow it.

"Draco!" I ran to him and kissed him full on the lips.

For sake of performance ONLY, I put as much passion into it as possible. My arms closed around his neck as did my eyes.

I could tell Draco was shocked. But slowly, he played along, and put his hands on my back, returning the kiss.

Fine. I'll admit. It wasn't that bad. He tasted like mint. Whatever. So I like that taste. It doesn't mean anything.

"Oh, get a room." said a disgusted Ron.

We pulled apart. "That's only a fraction of what you're doing with Pansy everyday." I retorted. Finally, Ron gave up and walked away.

Draco grabbed my arm and pulled me into an empty class room and shut the door.

"Muffliato." he said, making the room soundproof.

"What?" I asked, boredly.

"What do you mean, 'what'? I come over looking for you, find you with the Weasel, and then suddenly you start snogging me? What the hell was your conversation about?" he exclaimed.

"It was a confrontation, of course. He's suspicious, and he said that we were obviously fake because we hadn't kissed yet." I said, as if it were nothing.

"We are fake!" he protested.

"You're acting like that was your first kiss." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Unlike you, me and Pansy did snog. Speaking of which, the Weasel didn't touch you much when you two were dating...that wasn't your first kiss right?" he asked.

My face immediately flushed. I hadn't realized it, but it was. Which made the situation so much more awkward that necessary. "It doesn't matter!" I said.

He looked at me in amazement. "We're 17, and that was your first kiss? That shouldn't surprise me, but it does."

"Oh, shove off, Malfoy. That's not important. You're acting like a drama queen. Now, obviously, occasionally, since more suspicion is sure to arise, we probably need to kiss more in public, and-" I started.

"Whoa, wait a second. Kiss more in public? Merlin, Granger, I know I'm a good kisser, but still! And more importantly, I don't want to be seen snogging you!" he said.

"Go to hell, Malfoy. I don't want to be seen with you either, but this plan is not going to fail. If I came up with it, it's sure to work." I said. "And you are not a good kisser. You're all minty." Damn. I shouldn't have said that.

"But you love mint, don't you?" he said, smugly, crossing his arms. "After all, you told us yourself in sixth year when you were talking about the love potion."

Damn. "Ok, you know what? I'm going to stop talking to you because the conversations always turn out uncomfortable."

"Oh come on Granger. You know you're attracted to me. Every girl is." he smirked.

"Not with that ego, I'm not. Merlin, Harry was right. You do have a huge ego." I scoffed.

"Whatever. It's about time for class, so see ya." he said, standing up. "Don't miss me too much."

"I never will." I scowled.

Draco POV

All day, I could not stop thinking of the kiss. Her lips were softer than I thought...

I mentally slapped myself. I am an idiot! How could I think of Granger in any other way but annoying? This was nothing but a plan. Stop thinking about her!

It was supposed to be Charms for me, but I managed to ditch the end of it and now I was doing was walking around doing nothing.

"Draco." came a sickly sweet voice. I hesitated before turning around.

Just who I thought. Her dark brown eyes piercing mine, as she impatiently flipped her dark hair.

"Pansy." I said, coldly.

"So I kissed the Ron. As revenge you 'go out' with the mudblood. Really? You've sunk that low?" she asked.

"Don't call her a mudblood! Your blood is filthier than yours, you skank." I growled. "And as if the Weasel is higher than Hermione is."

"You don't need to be so defensive, Draco." she said, seductively. She wrapped her arms around my neck with a sly look. "I'm still available, Draco." she leaned forwards toward me.

I took a step back and pushed her away from me, causing her to fall onto the floor.

"How dare you!" she fumed.

"I doubt that even the blood traitor you call a 'boyfriend' would appreciate you trying to kiss your ex." I said, boredly. I turned around and started walking away.

"Well, you speak so highly of the mudblood. Then I assume your parents approve of her?" she called. I froze in my tracks, and ice ran through my veins.

I spun around. "You wouldn't."

"So they haven't even heard the news!" she exclaimed.

"What about yours?" I retorted.

"They don't give a damn about my relationships. But I doubt it's the same for you, Draco." she said.

"You wouldn't dare tell them." I said, glaring at her.

"If you come back to me, why would I?" she asked.

I was disgusted. I would never come back to someone so unfaithful. "Tell them then. Their fury is better than seeing you for more than 5 minutes a day."

She looked furious. "Fine! Then I will! You are going to regret this, Draco." she said, as she hurried away in a huff.

As soon as she was out of sight, I cussed loudly and kicked a bench. I was so screwed.

I hurried to Muggle Studies. Of course I didn't take that class, but apparently, that was where Hermione was coming out of. I stood outside of the door waiting for her impatiently. Finally, people started coming out, and finally, Hermione.

"Hermione!" I hissed. She looked at me.

"How sweet. You came to pick me up?" she said, sarcastically.

"Quit the jokes, Granger. I have news. Bad news." I hissed.

"Let me guess. You ran out of hair gel." she said, rolling her eyes. "Or maybe you misplaced your mirror?"

"Worse," I hissed. "I saw Pansy."

"And I saw Harry in the halls today." she replied.

"Quit it! This is serious! She said I could either come back to her or she'd tell my parents about us." I said.

It was her turn to freeze. "What? So what'd you say?" she hissed.

"Come on! It's Pansy! I'm never going back to her!"

"Are you insane? Your parents are going to murder me! If they don't, your aunt will!" she hissed. "I'm muggleborn! They'll never approve!"

"They'll kill me first and make me suffer more!" I exclaimed.

"Then why didn't you go back to Pansy? We could both live a couple more years!"

"Please, Granger, even you are a million times better than that cheating slut." I said, in disgust.

"That should flatter me, but the flattery is being drowned out by the 'OH-MERLIN-I'M-NOT-GOING-TO-SURVIVE-TO-GET-MARRIED-OR-OWN-A-BOOKSTORE-OR-BECOME-A-DOCTOR-OR-RESCUE-A-THREE-LEGGED-CAMEL-ALL-BECAUSE-OF-DRACO' thought that's screaming over and over in my head." she said.

"It's not my fault and-wait, a three-legged what?" I asked.

"Never mind, I was exaggerating." she said. "So what are we going to do?"

"I thought you knew!" I exclaimed.

"Damn! I can understand why! Ugh..." she said, thinking. "Well, we have to keep this up. I'm not going to let Pansy and Ron win. They want to break us up, and I'm not going to let them. So looks like we have no choice but to hope Pansy was bluffing or suffer your family's fury." she said.

"Oh gosh, why the hell did I agree to this?" I groaned. "Biggest mistake of my life!"

"Hey! Draco!" called a voice. Blaise was running up to us eith a parchment in his hand. "An owl was right outside the window, and this is what it had with it. It's for you." he said, and he left almost immediately.

I saw the Malfoy seal and groaned. "She wasn't bluffing."

"Wow. That was fast! When was your conversation with Pansy?" asked Hermione.

"20 minutes ago at most!" I exclaimed.

I opened it and read my mother's familiar handwriting out loud- "Dear Draco, you wouldn't believe, but Pansy Parkinson just sent me the most peculiar owl, saying that you were dating the muggleborn girl, Hermione Granger. At first I was thinking how it couldn't be true, but then I remembered that when I went to Finelli's today, he told me that you has brought a girl in who claimed she was your girlfriend, 'Pansy Parkinson', but according to Finelli, she had curly long caramel colored hair, and light brown eyes. Funny, but I thought Pansy had straight, dark hair, and dark brown eyes... Would you care to explain? Your father is not pleased, and if Aunt Bellatrix were to hear, I doubt she would be either. I would like to speak to you in person, so I will see you in 3 days when you are coming home for your Spring Break of one week. Bring your current girlfriend-whoever she is. Don't try to deny that you have one, because at this point, I'm sure you do have one. Bring this girl, whether or not she is muggleborn. She will stay with us for a week. She will not be harmed. See you in 3 days, and I do not require an owl back, I am just under the assumption you will follow orders. Take care, mum."

We stood there, just staring at the parchment. "Oh my gosh we are screwed." I said.

Hermione's face was blank.

"We could have someone else come home with me, or I could say I didn't get the owl, or-" I started, listing other ways to avoid the situation.

"Don't." she said, softly. "I'll come. I'll meet your parents. Although, it normally happens the other way."

"Are you insane? Ok, I'm sure you are." I said.

"It's my plan, and I'm going to make sure it works. Ron took my time, effort, as well as my heart from me. I'm not going to grant him satisfaction either. So I'm willing to do this." she said, firmly. I had to admit, I admired her determination.

"You're so determined to make him suffer. I'm pretty sure you're a Slytherin somewhere inside you." I noted.

She turned around and started walking away.

"Hey where are you going?" I asked.

"I have to owl my parents of course! See you later, Draco." she said, hurrying down the corridor.

I stared after her in shock.

I admired her determination. Hopefully my parents did too.

A/N: So Lucius and Narcissa and maybe even Bellatrix will be coming in for the next chapter :D Any ideas as to what will happen? I'd love to hear your predictions :D

And how was the kiss? :D Ahahaha I don't know how anyone is supposed to answer that :) Ahaha

I think I might be taking a break from fanfiction for a couple days or something, but remember- the more reviews, the faster the next chapter will be out :D

Have a great day!

Love,

Cherri