(A/N): Hey everyone that's for the review. Sorry about the grammar stuff again. I'm not a professional, I'm a History major not a English major lol but I do apologize. Anyway. I have no more chapters written right now so I'm just gonna have to write another chapter while I'm at work, hopefully. Anyway enjoy the next chapter...Oh I know it's taking forever for Hermione and Draco to actually admit to liking each other, but once again it Draco Malfoy. He's not going to just say his feeling with out have his Malfoy moments, same with Hermione. Alright enough with me talking cause I'm sure you guys don't want to read what I'm talking about. You want to read the next chapter! "Get on with" the people yell.

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Chapter 10

Hermione and Ginny walked to the Quidditch field with the rest of their classmates, Laylana between them holding their hands. The weather was nice, but a little chilly, enough to have on a light jacket. It was a pretty good day for a Quidditch game. Today, Slytherin verses Hufflepuff. Draco had dressed Laylana in all green including giving her an enchanted snake that hissed. It was currently hanging around her neck.

"So you're in love with Draco Malfoy." Ginny said.

"Like! Not love and be quiet. I don't want people to know. Call him…I don't know Alexander."

Ginny laughed, "Okay, so you're in like with Alexander. Do you think he likes you back?"

Hermione shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. I think so but he's so…ugh…Malfoy!"

"Yep, you know those Malfoy's…I mean Alexander's." Ginny said, "One of a kind."

Hermione sighed and picked up Laylana as they went up the wooden staircase to get to their seats.

"I'd never admit it to him." She told Ginny.

"Maybe you should."

"What?"

"If you tell him maybe he'll be comfortable enough to tell you back."

"Or make fun of me for the rest of my life. No, I can't do that."

Hermione made her way over to where Harry and Ron stood. She didn't realize the nasty glances that were tossed her way.

"Hey guys." Ginny said bubbly.

"Hermione!" Ron said shocked, pointing at Laylana, "What the hell is she wearing!"

Hermione looked down at Laylana who was currently hitting Harry with her snake.

"Malfoy dressed her.'' She said simply.

"Well you should have changed her, bringing her dressed like that. How could you?"

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Grow up Ronald."

She gave Laylana, who was still hitting Harry, a firm "stop." She looked as though she was going to ignore her mother but decided against it and stop.

Hermione was never interested in Quidditch games, unless it involved Harry and even then it sometimes bored her, and she's much rather had a good book to read then watch people fly on brooms. She looked over at Harry and noticed that Jessica or Lisa wasn't with him.

"Where is Jessica, Harry?" she asked.

"With her mum on the Ravenclaw side." He mumbled watching the game.

Hermione looked up and noticed Draco flying slowly around looking for the Snitch. She felt as though she had to throw up. She guessed that many girls felt the way that she did, knowing that the guy that they liked, would never like them back, even in wizard years.

"Daddy! My daddy! Hi daddy!"

Hermione smiled as Laylana tried to get Draco's attention but he couldn't hear her. She looked back at Hermione and narrowed her eyes.

"My daddy." She said.

Hermione smiled and nodded her head, not noticing the intense passion behind the little girl's voice. She looked down at the ground and tried to concentrate, in her mind, on her Transfiguration note. She didn't want to think about Malfoy, or anything associated with him right now.

"Dammit! "She heard Ron yelling a few minutes later. She looked up to see the Gryffindors groaning and the Slytherins cheering their heads off.

"The game is over already?" she asked.

"Damn Malfoy." Harry said.

"Slytherin won?"

"Yeah. " Ron said "That means we have to play them. That's great. He's gotten better. Harry hasn't never been able to catch the Snitch that fast in a game."

Harry and Ron started to make their way down the stairway, mumbling to themselves. Harry looked back at Hermione who was still sitting with Ginny, Laylana in her lap.

"You guys coming."

"I'm going to wait for Malfoy." Hermione answered.

Ron turned quickly around. "Malfoy! What do you want with that git?"

"Oh I don't' know. Maybe his daughter wants to see him." She said sarcastically.

Ron crossed his arms. "I still don't understand why—"

"Ron." Harry interrupted. "Let's go. See ya Hermione, Ginny, Laylana."

Hermione waved goodbye. Ginny snatched Laylana from her lap and held her up about her head. They both laughed happily.

"So Malfoy said he wanted to see Laylana after the game?" Ginny asked.

"No but—"

"That what I thought. You just wanted to see his hot, glistening, sweaty body."

"Ginny! No. I mean yeah it would be nice…no…no… I don't. I just thought he might want to see Laylana before he goes partying in the Slytherin common room, which you know they are going to have, plus he adores Laylana you know that."

"Yeah, okay."

Hermione heart raced as she saw Draco walk out onto the field. He looked up and she waved to get his attention. He hopped on his broom and flew swiftly over to them.

"Congratulations." She said.

"Thanks. He took Laylana from Ginny who was holding her out.

"Hey beautiful. Did you see Daddy?" he asked a big smile on his face.

"Daddy was high in air."

"Yes he was. Wanna go for a ride sweetheart?"

"Malfoy" Hermione said "I don't think that would be very safe."

Draco looked at her rolling his eyes. "Would I ever hurt anyone I love Granger."

Hermione paled as Draco placed Laylana in front of him. Love? Once again like a Malfoy would love a Granger. Or maybe the opposite, like a Granger would love a Malfoy. That's more it.

Draco looked at Hermione and his breath caught. She was so beautiful. The wind blew softly, grabbing a strand of her hair. He wanted to wrap his finger around it to tame it. His hand almost did that to its own accord, but he stopped it and his eyes snapped to the girl Weasley, who had a huge smile on her face.

"Meet me on the field so you can get Laylana." He said.

Hermione nodded her head and let out a huge breath as she looked at Ginny.

"Wow I could almost get off with the sexual atmosphere that you two created."

"Sexual?"

They made their way down to the field, "Yes. I mean gods Hermione, can you not feel it."

"Of course I can. But you know me. I know nothing about sex or—"

'"You don't need to know about sex to feel that tension. Believe me."

"I don't' know why we're even talking about this. Nothing will come from these stupid kissed. He made that clear detention night."

"You keep thinking that and you will end up being surprise."

Hermione kept quiet and they finished their walk. Draco finally met them on the ground. She fidgeted as he handed Laylana to her.

"Good night baby." He said.

"Night." Laylana and Hermione said at the same time.

Laylana, Ginny, and Draco looked at her. She closed her eyes and blushed. Deeply. She did not just say that. Of course he was talking to Laylana. She really wanted to disappear right then and there.

"No!" Laylana yelled. "He mines!"

Hermione looked down at Laylana who looked angry. Why would a three-year-old be angry at Hermione for saying good night? Probably because she didn't have all the attention on her.

"Well" Draco said slowly. "I'm going to get going. Party. Celebration."

Hermione nodded and closed her eyes as he was past them. She groaned when she couldn't see him anymore, and then tried to give Ginny a threatening look as she began to laugh.

"Night? You do realize he was talk to—"

"Ginny! Say one more word and I swear I'll curse you."

Ginny said nothing but laughed the whole way back to the castle.

"Night." Ginny said laughing. If Hermione didn't have Laylana she would have pulled out her wand. Unfortunately the little girl was resting her head on Hermione shoulders, an angry look still etched on her pretty face.

Draco sat in his house's common room sofa. The Slytherin's had been partying since the fame ended and that was about five hours ago. Almost every Slytherin had attended the party. Even the first years. It was a nice party. Just the thing to get his mind off of other things, other people.

The thing was Draco couldn't get that other person off his mind. During the match, he noticed her not paying attention to the fame. Was it because she just didn't like the fame or she didn't want to look at him? He didn't know, all he wanted to do was catch the Snitch as fast as possible and soon enough there it was.

Draco took a drink of his firewhisky, and looked across at Blaise, who was already drunk, sitting sideways in a chair. He raised his glass and Looked at Draco.

"To Malfoy!" he yelled and every was quiet "First game. First win."

The common room cheered and Draco smiled. It was good being the center of attention. He jumped slightly as a pair of hands snaked around his shoulders.

"Congratulation handsome."

Draco looked up into a pair of sapphire blue eyes. Carmen Michell. Draco had almost forgot all about her, him being busy with Laylana and that other person. He had forgotten how pretty she was. She had perfectly straight blonde hair that had highlight though it, her eyes were a bit small but her mouth and body made up for any imperfections that Draco found. They had fooled around in the past and Draco could always come to her when he was feeling a little on the horny side.

"Carmen. How are you?" he smirked up at her.

She walked around the couch and stood in front of him her hands on her hips.

"Kinda sad. I mean I haven't seen you all year."

Draco nodded his head.

"Yeah I know. I've just been busy with the—"

"Well" she grabbed a hold of his arms and pulled him from the couch "Let's get caught up then."

Draco smiled slightly at her but stood his ground.

"I don't know Carmen. I kinda gotta get back to Laylana."

She pouted prettily and ran her hand through his hair. Draco shivered, but not in the good way. Hermione's face flashed though his mind, and he suddenly felt guilty.

"I'm sure she's sleep by now." She whispered.

Draco sighed and looked down. What the hell did he feel guilty for? Hermione wasn't his girlfriend. Unfortunately, he thought. No. Not unfortunately. He didn't need her. He didn't want her. Right? Yeah, Malfoy's don't chase after Mudbloods.

Draco allowed Carmen to drag him back to the seventh year boys room. There was no one, there and she closed the door, then led him to a deserted bed, that he realized would probably be his if he wasn't Head Boy.

Carmen pushed him softly on the bed and place herself on top of him. Draco ran his hands through her hair and brought her mouth down to his. He instantly disliked it. Her mouth wasn't soft enough, it

wasn't sweet enough, it wasn't Hermione's. Draco cleared his head and kissed Carmen harder wanting the image of Hermione to fade from his mind. It didn't work.

Draco sighed and pushed Carmen away softly. She smiled as her hands started to fumble with his pants. Draco closed his eyes, and willed himself to get into it. He felt her cold hands pull out his member and stroke him softly. He closed his eyes tighter, wanting to feel so much what Carmen was doing to him. Nothing. Dammit!

Draco pushed her away roughly and sat up, pulling his pants up. He brought his hands to his face before pushing his hair back.

"What's wrong?" Carmen asked softly.

"I have to go." Draco got up from the bed and headed towards the door. Carmen ran after him. Jest before he opened the door she pressed her back against it.

"Why? We have all night"

"Because I just need to."

"Draco what's going on? You've never said no to me before."
Draco sneered at her, "I don't what I want when I want and right now I don't want you. Now get out of my way you stupid bitch."

Carmen scoffed and moved out of the way, letting Draco pass. He slammed the door behind him.

Draco walked through the Slytherin common room, ignoring Blaise's comment "Did you hit that, Drake!"

As he walked though the dark corridors back to his room, he started to feel even guiltier. He knew that he had no reason to feel that way but he did and he couldn't get rid of it. All because of one brown haired, brown eyed girl.

Draco finally made it and he said the password to enter into his common room. He wanted to go straight to his room but his feet, took him the opposite direction, to Granger's room. He stood outside of it for a while thinking about why he was there, when his hand reach out and slowly opened Hermione's door. What the hell was he doing?

He peeked inside to see if she was sleeping. She was. He stepped inside and his eyes went to where Laylana was sleeping. Her bassinet had been transformed into a tiny bed.

He looked over to Hermione. Her dark hair fanned out around her face, which laid gracefully on the pillow. Once arm was folded under the pillow, supporting her head and the other was dangling off the bed. Her soft red blankest were pulled up to her chin.

He could see her inhale and exhale, and she looked angelic laying there, no guards up, no strong defensive facial expression, just Hermione. Lovely Hermione Granger. He wished she could look that way at him.

His felt a strong desire to move a stray piece of hair from her face. He reached out, but pulled back quickly when he heard a soft voice.

"Daddy?"

Draco turned around quickly to find Laylana looking up at him.

"Laylana, "he whispered "shouldn't you be sleep."

She shook her head "your mine." She whispered.

Draco leaned down and picked her up smiling.

"You wanna sleep with me tonight?"

"Yes."

Draco looked once more at Hermione, the quietly walked out of her room with Laylana in his arms. She looked back at Hermione with a glare in her eyes before looking lovingly up at her father.

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