*Nobody's POV*

The young Gryffindor stiffled a yawn as her best friend talked about her date.

"'Mione it was wonderful! He was so kind and charming..."

"Gin, I'm really tired. Can you tell me more after I've fully woken up?" Hermione asked tiredly.

Ginny blushed and nodded. "Of course. Silly me. How are you and Draco, by the way?" Ginny asked, a bit louder than she had to, though just enough for her prat of a brother to hear.

Hermione wanted to say nothing. Her and Draco never bothered each other, really. He walked her to classes, kissed her hand when they had to go separate ways, it was all for show. It was a little boring, and she knew if they didn't kick it up a notch, people will star to question their relationship. Not that they weren't already.
"It's wonderful Gin. He's smart, funny, and actually has an attention span of more than three seconds," Hermione said, giggling the last part.

Ginny giggled as well. Meanwhile, Ron was red with anger.

"Won Won, why do you look so angry?" Lavender Brown asked. She knew the problem, but didn't want to admit it to herself. She has liked this boy too much to just throw it away for nothing.

"Nothing, Lav," Ron said through grit teeth.

Lavender kissed his cheek affectionately and waited for a response. Instead of getting a kiss back, she was ignored.
With a pout, Lavender stood up and huffed. "Ronald Weasley, you are such an arse!" And with that, she left the Great Hall, not looking back.
Hermione and Ginny snickered as Ron went red with embarrassment.

"Lav! Come back!" Ron got up and ran after the blonde Gryffindor.

"Hm. He deserves it if you ask me," Ginny huffed. "He is such an idiot at times. I still can't believe he cheated on you with that slag,"

Hermione looked at her plate. "I can. I'm just a nerdy boring bookworm. Why would he not go for someone prettier with more character?" She thought to herself.

"'Mione, are you ready to head back to the common room?"

Hermione turned around to see her fake boyfriend. She didn't know why he was going through with the plan of fake dating her. "Yes. Goodnight Gin," Hermione sighed to her younger friend.

The two Heads walked back to their common room, holding hands and smiling like love birds. But once the door to the Great Hall closed, hands were dropped and the two of them walked a yard apart.

"That was an interesting Dinner, eh?" Draco asked, running his hand through his platinum blonde locks.

Hermione nodded silently, still thinking over the plan. "Yeah," She mumbled.

Draco raised an eyebrow. "You okay Granger?"

"Mm hm,"

The blonde Slytherin decided to leave it at that, letting to curly hair Gryffindor ponder on the sudden events in her life. They walked into the common room, and left in separate directions.

That night, the two of them couldn't sleep. But both for different reasons.

Draco couldn't get the image of the Gryffindor Princess out of his mind. She was everywhere. Meanwhile, Hermione was wide awake from the storm going on from outside. She hated the thunder and lightning. It scared her to death. Sure, face on Voldemort and save the world, but storms? She was terrified. They made her feel sad and alone. Which she was at the moment. A flash of lightning brought light to her eyes and rumbling thunder trail after it.

"Eek!" Hermione squeaked.

That was it. She couldn't stand it anymore. Putting on an old sweatshirt and slippers, she found herself at a door. The letters D.M was engraved into the dark wood door in silver. With a shaking hand, she knocked once on the door.

"Wait! What am I doing? Knocking at Malfoy's door in the middle of the night? He'll tell all of Slytherin!" Before she could turn around and leave, the door opened.

"Granger? What's wrong?" A tire drawl came.

Hermione blushed furiously. "I-I'm sorry. I'm just gonna lea-" There was a sharp crack of thunder and Hermione screamed in fright.

Draco was a bit taken aback from the lioness' actions, but then smirked. "You aren't scared of storms, are you?" He teased.

Hermione blushed even more, making Draco think she looked incredibly cute. "Shut up Malfoy!" She pouted.

"Alright, alright, what do you want?" Draco asked tiredly.

Hermione bit her lip. "Well..."


He couldn't believe Hermione Granger was in his bed. Fully clothed, of course. He still thought of her as a muggleborn, no changing that. But he still admired her. Now that she was next to him, sleeping silently, he took this chance to look at her closely.

She didn't have enormous buck teeth anymore, and her hair was now tamed in soft curls. Hermione wasn't ugly, but wasn't the prettiest girl at Hogwarts. She was average. Yet she was still smart, witty, cunning.

No. Draco couldn't let him think of her in anyway but an acquaintance. His mother and father would surely hex him from hell and black if they saw the scene right now. Anyone would think of them as a real couple and not a fake one.

Suddenly Hermione turned and buried her face into the crook of Draco's neck. Her soft breathing unnerved him a bit, but he just closed his eyes and tried to make the best of the moment.


*Hermione's POV*

I opened my eyes and looked around. Where was I? This wasn't my room. What's that breathing on my neck? OH MY GODS!

Why am I in Draco Malfoy's bed? AND WHY IS HIS ARM AROUND MY WAIST? Memories of last night flashed I my mind and I mentally slapped myself. How could I be so stupid and do that? Sleep in his room? I should've went to Ginny!

Detaching myself from Draco, I crept out of the room and bit my lip. Breakfast starts in an hour, and I needed to get ready. I took a quick shower and threw on baggy jeans and an old tee. Suddenly I remembered what Draco said a few days ago about my clothes. Was it bad that I wore over sized things? Hmm.

I changed into skinny jeans and a fitting black long-sleeved shirt. Slipping on my sneakers, I knocked on Draco's door to wake him up. When I got no reply, I figured he was still sleeping. Opening the door quietly, I peeked in.

My eyes widened and I quickly closed the door. Grabbing my things and running out the portrait door, my heart raced. He wasn't sleeping. Nope. He was CHANGING. Oh my gods! I can't believe I saw his shirtless. Ugh! He has a fricking six-pack!

"Hi 'Mione!"

I jumped in surprise and saw Ginny. "H-Hi Ginny," I said, trying to hide my nervousness.

"Why do you seem to jumpy today? It's like Draco declared his undying love for you," Ginny laughed.

I laughed as well, trying to keep my heart rate down. "Funny, Gin," I smiled. If she knew what happened last night, I would not hear the end of it.