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Squishy Girl

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Chapter 10  What the hell?

She was cackling. That's right cackling. What's cackling you ask? Insanely, crazy, uncontrollable, obnoxious, evil laughing, and she was doing it. She did it when he said something mean she did it when she banged her head into the wall, purely by accident and not his fault what so ever, and she was doing it now.

"You should not have drunk all that wine. What were you thinking? You're completely plastered!" Draco whined carrying her carefully down the hall so she didn't bump into anything else.

"Oh since when do you care about how much I drink?" her voice rising. "You should be thanking the star you were born under that I'm this drunk instead of bloody complaining!" she shrieked happily.

"Well there's a difference when we're both drunk compared to just you." He said reaching her door and kicking it open Hermione just cackled, yes that's right, cackled at Draco's last comment as he laid her down on her bed.

As Draco went to stand again, Hermione grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him back toward her so forcefully he had to sort of jump over her so that he didn't land directly on top of her and squish her tiny form. He landed on his side facing Hermione who had a drunken seductive look playing across her face.

"You know Draco; we used to hate each other sooooo much! I guess all our relationship needed was a little flip!" Hermione said dramatically demonstrating a flip by jumping to her knees. Being drunk she fell back down again and started cackling again.

"Okay May lets just get under the covers here and you can go to bed" he said. Helping her get under the sheets.

"Oh? Just me why don't you," she moved over to the side of her bed. "Join me?" she said cackling yet again.

"Heh, not tonight love. Just stop squirming so I can get this dress off you, my mom would kill me if you got this all wrinkly." He said innocently.

"Oh I'll take it off for you!" Hermione said enthusiastically trying hard to throw off the dress but getting horribly tangled instead.

"Okay Hermione listen to me," Draco said slowly. "I'll take it off for you but you have to stop moving." Hermione looked at him like a four year-old child on her first day of school.

"Okay! You take off the dress." Draco took off her dress leaving Hermione in panties and a bra, he tucked her under the covers and was about to leave when Hermione stopped him. She had his hand and was yet again out of bed. Draco rolled his eyes and groaned quietly.

"I'm never going to get her to stay in bed." He thought desperately.

"Where are you going?" Hermione asked him.

"I'm going to my room and you are going to bed." He said leading her back over to her bed yet again trying desperately not to look at her half naked body.

"But I don't want to go to bed yet I want to stay with you." Hermione said innocently. Groaning in annoyance Draco continued to lead her to her bed.

"Okay, I'll stay until you fall asleep how bout that?" He asked.

"No. I don't plan on sleeping tonight!" Hermione squealed happily turning to face him giving him a drunken wink.

"Oh dear God."

"Hermione love, I don't think that will work tonight." He said trying to get her into the bed again but Hermione being the stubborn Gryffindor she was being was ignoring the bed and instead undoing the buttons on Draco's dress shirt.

"We were like two magnets on the opposite ends, ya know? And then one day just flip!" Hermione said throwing off Draco's shirt. "We were attracted just like that." She finished giggling as she ran her hands over Draco's chest.

Draco figured as long as she didn't run her hands through his hair than he was fine he would just coax her into bed. But if she ran her hands through his hair he wasn't sure what he would do. It drove him nuts.

He lifted Hermione's chin so she was forced to look into his eyes. Apparently satisfied with what she saw she went on her tip toes and kissed him. Draco being much taller made it difficult to kiss him with her feet firmly on the ground. Draco used this advantage to pick her up and carry her over to the bed.

"This is going to work…just how am I going to leave?" Draco thought beginning to panic at what he would do when he got her on the bed. Apparently Merlin was fighting against him tonight for the second he thought of this upcoming problem his feet knocked against the bed and he lost his balance and Hermione and he fell over onto the bed. Hermione had her legs wrapped around his waist and he was basically trapped.

She was looking up at him quietly waiting for his next move. She had her arms wrapped around his neck and she used this to pull him to her and began kissing him again. He wasn't sure when it happened but somewhere in between her kissing him he lost it and gave in. He also didn't know when she decided to run her hand through his gorgeous silky smooth hair but when she did Draco shot up from the bed and backed away slowly.

"What's wrong Draco?" Hermione asked a little annoyed that he was backing away from her and albeit a little confused.

"I-I can't do this Hermione. You're drunk and definitely would not be acting like this if you weren't. I won't do that to you Hermione."

"WHAT?" She was apparently thoroughly pissed off now. "How dare you say this to me? I couldn't care if I'm drunk I want to get laid tonight and if you won't do that then excuse me I'll have to go fetch Blaise."

"Hermione no, stop!" Draco said stepping in front of her to stop her from walking out her room.

"Hermione please just go to bed. Hermione if you trust me you will just go to bed." He pleaded.

"Don't tell me what to do! God here I am throwing myself at you and this is what you say?" her anger switched to sadness as she looked at him with those big, beautiful brown eyes. "I thought you liked me."

"Damn it Hermione. Did you do this with Potter and Weasel to?" Draco thought desperately thinking of something to say to her. Apparently he took to long because the ground started to shake and Hermione's bipolar attitude changed to anger yet again.

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The ground was either shaking or his bed was on vibrate. Sitting up quickly while rubbing his eyes he realized that the ground was indeed shaking.

"Oh this has to be good news." He thought excitedly. He jumped out of his bed and slunk over to his mirror in which he jinxed to show him what anyone in the house was doing.

"Show me what is creating this wonderful shake." He told the mirror and sat in his rattling chair happily while watching a most expensive piece of Salazar Slytherin's bouncing on the ground. When he started to hear voices he looked up at his mirror and smiled. This was indeed good news.

"GET OUT" Hermione yelled. She had a bra and panties on and was standing in front of Draco who had his shirt off and was looking seriously stressed.

"Hermione please understand how drunk you are!" Draco shouted.

"Oooh this needs popcorn." He thought a small smile crossing his unique features. With a small pop a bag of popcorn was in his hands and he was munching on it happily while watching the two young ones fight.

"I don't care! If you don't like me enough to do one thing for me than just LEAVE!" Hermione yelled with all her might. Draco sighed shaking his head and left her room quickly shutting the door. Hermione then let out a high pitched scream and the shaking stopped and the mirror went blank.

"Oh Bravo! Good show." He cheered to himself clapping his disgustingly complexed hands together with an evil smile on his face.

"So it was about not being laid, big whoop but this is delightful news. I must teach her to control this. This is indeed good news." He started mumbling to himself while happily skipping back to his bed.

"Zippity doo da! Zippity YAY! My, oh my, I have wonderful slaves!" He said in a sing-song voice as he jumped onto his bed looking in another mirror placed above his headboard. "And you are a genius." He said pointing at himself in the mirror.

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"So what was the racket with May last night about?" Blaise asked. It was noon the next day and everyone was extremely curious as to why they experienced a mini earthquake the night before.

"She wanted to get laid" Draco said in a bored tone as he desperately tried to get Hermione's image in bra and panties out of his mind.

"Oh, so the shaking was because she was happy?" asked Blaise, hoping that this guess was wrong and that he still had a chance with Hermione.

"No, she was so drunk last night and I knew that she really didn't want to so I told her we shouldn't and she got angry." Blaise inwardly sighed in relief and continued to walk down the hall towards Hermione's room. It was noon and they wanted to wake her up.

"You know she was so adamant about getting laid that she even told me to get out of the way so she could go get you." Draco said laughing lightly to the situation while watching his friend intently.

Blaise forced a light laugh of his own and continued his walk towards Hermione's room. The door was shut and there was no sound issuing from inside or so they thought. They knocked twice but when no answer came they entered the room to hear water being turned off. Passing it off as water from the sink the just shrugged and sat down in the two comfy chairs positioned in front of the wide screen T.V. that had been brought in by Hermione's parents as a bargaining chip to her not running away.

The bathroom door finally opened and Hermione stepped out wearing absolutely nothing while drying her hair with a towel. She noticed her bedroom door open and closed it quickly hoping that no one had seen her. Little did she know there were two male specimens staring at her with open mouths on the other side of her room.

With a small smile on her face she turned around to see Draco and Blaise staring at her and she froze. It took a couple of seconds for things to re enter their brains but once they did Hermione screamed at the top of her lungs and ran back into the bathroom.

For Draco who had seen her in a bra a knickers it wasn't as such a shock at her body but for Blaise who hadn't he was down right stunned. Slowly Blaise turned toward Draco with a small smile on his face.

"Well…um…he he" he said nervously obviously trying to act like what just happened didn't. "Right…" he then got up and left the room closing the door behind him on the way out. Draco stood also but instead of leaving he walked into the bathroom to see Hermione in a robe sitting on the counter. As the door opened Hermione's head snapped in his direction and the fireworks went off.

"What the hell are you doing in here?! What if I was still naked you asshole! And didn't you hear the shower running?! You think you men would get some god-damn sense!"

Draco watched Hermione breathe heavily in anger and slowly walked towards her. Her expression turned to confusion as he stepped so that they were merely inches apart. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her in a hug.

"I realize you're pissed because Blaise saw you naked but I know you liked it when I saw you." Draco whispered in her ear. Hermione who had her memories of her drunken era reach her brain some point between washing her hair and shaving her legs in the shower merely laughed and placed her arms around his neck. Draco seemed to like this reaction and started placing light kisses on her neck working his way to her jaw bone and then to her lips. When their lips touched a tingling sensation shot down their spines as the kiss deepened.

Then just as Draco's arms started going from Hermione's waist to her front to start undoing her robe a knock came from the door. Draco groaned loudly and Hermione laughed, whispered "You suck" in his ear and then pushed him away to answer her door.

"WHAT ARE YOU STILL DOING IN A ROBE? YOU GOTTA GET READY!"

"Mrs. Malfoy what are you talking about?"

"You need to get ready child you have an appointment with the Dark Lord!"

"WHAT?!" Draco listened quietly by the bathroom door deciding that it was not the best time to walk out of a steaming bathroom where Hermione had just exited with only a robe on.

Narcissa left and Hermione began running around her room trying to find something appropriate. She finally settled with a plain brown skirt, white halter and black robes overtop. She waved her wand over her hair and it became shiny and straight and she walked out of the room without a second look at the bathroom door or Draco who had just been emerging from it. Draco made sure the coast was clear and then followed suit and exited Hermione's room.

"Oh Draco!" Pansy walked slowly but surely up to Draco swaying her hips hopefully.

"What do you want Pansy." Pansy had finally reached him and was now running a finger down his chest.

"I want you of course!" Pansy said in what she hoped was a sexy voice but turned out to sounding manly she then let a high pitch giggle escape her lips. Draco stared at her with a look of disgust and then walked around her to go find Blaise.

"There is definitely something wrong with that girl" Draco thought.

"There is definitely something wrong with that sexy man." Pansy thought and she continued to walk down the corridor.

"Oh Blaise!"

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"You should know Devlin that you will not be returning to Hogwarts this year but will be having private lessons with me or with Lucius Malfoy. What happens in these lessons will not be told to anyone no matter what. And I will know if you've told anyone." Voldemort said with a shiny evil sparkle in his evil red eyes that resembled Dumbledore's only he had beautiful blue eyes in stead of dead red ones. Hermione who was slightly taken aback by Voldemort's "private lessons" was a little nervous but unsurprised that she wasn't going back to Hogwarts. Harry, Ron and herself were never planning on going back to Hogwarts in the first place but instead of searching for Horcrux's with her two best friends she was forced to spend grueling hours with the most evil and ugly man she had ever met. Hermione wondered vaguely if Voldemort even knew that she knew about his Horcrux's and that she knew the prophecy through Harry. Maybe that was the reason he wanted her to not leave the house because she had too much information but then again if he let her leave the house she would probably run to Headquarters so she wouldn't ever have to return to the house. Hermione nodded blankly realizing that she still hadn't answered Voldemort and then turned slowly on her heel and walked out of the room again realizing that she had been dismissed.

Hermione reached her room and walked over to her bed and sat down still occupied with her thoughts. Now that she thought of it she had sent Ron and Harry home or away from her twice when she could have easily ran away with them and never come back. Why did she do that she thought desperately. What was it that made her stay in a place she didn't want to be? She loved the house but the company wasn't anywhere near as comfortable as it was at Headquarters. She loved the elegance of this atmosphere but she found that tackling Doxy's in drawing rooms and making a house sanitary for humans made more of a home sense to know that all her hard work went into that house and more excepted and easier to be lazy with her belongings. She missed Harry and Ron greatly she missed Molly and all the Weasley's for that matter she missed Lupin,Tonks with her crazy appearances, Moody and his uncanny ability to see everything which seriously disturbed her and Mundungus with his stupid business opportunities and Mrs. Weasley yelling at him every time for it. So many things that made her operate peacefully was missing. The house she was in was never filled with yelling from anyone nor was it filled with much laughter as she normally spent her days alone in her bedroom or with Blaise and Draco there was no mischief no one to spy on to know something exciting in attempt to thwart the enemy which she was currently living with but hadn't done anything to help the Order. She felt useless and foolish.

TAP

Hermione's head shot up in panic from being so in depth in thought then being brutally pulled out by an imaginary sound.

TAP

Hermione whipped her head around wondering where this sound was coming from and then noticed a pure black owl outside her window.

It was Draco's owl but why would he send her an owl when he could just come see her?

Hermione opened her window and let the owl flutter in and stick out its leg so that she could retrieve the letter that looked extremely long.

It was from Harry and Ron. "What the hell?"