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For reviewing not just the story, but three different chapters in one sitting and another of my stories. And the wonderful suggestions on What Fanfiction Writers and Readers Want 3. Much loved.

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Everyone who enjoyed the chapter and reassured me that it didn't suck as much as I thought. ^_^ I needed that! And to everyone who doesn't hate me for my repeated spelling and grammar errors. And love to those who help by pointing them out!

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The ppl who always gives me specifics on what they enjoyed about the chapter. Believe it or not, what you guy's write, inspire the next chapter. If you enjoy a character and let me know, its almost guaranteed you'll get more of them.

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To all of you enjoying a more down to earth story. I didn't expect to be getting over a 1,000 views for every new chapter. Or to even get more than 30 reviews let alone the hundreds of alerts and the many faves for this story.

It's a great boost to my own confidence and in the Fanfiction readers who I thought had all given up on originality. For that, I'd like to apologize and say that I'm grateful to all of you who haven't gotten bored because my story isn't raunchy enough. Just for all of you chapter 11 will be sure to please.

Now that I'm done being sentimental, here's chapter 10.

Innerhouse Relations

Chapter 10

Hermione woke up dazed the next morning feeling warm and cozy, so cozy infact that she decided to go back to sleep, until she felt something poking her in the back. She opened her eyes to see her empty bed across from her and it took seeing the arm hugged around her middle under her shirt for her to realize were she was.

She lied still trying to recall how she'd ended up in his bed. Behind her he nestled his head into her shoulder and continued his light breathing of sleep. After the initial shock wore off she realized that she didn't want to get up but she had to.

Draco woke to her lifting his arm off of her slowly, trying not to wake him. He wondered how long she'd been awake. He felt a bit disappointed at her reaction, he'd expected her to scream and run from his bed, but instead she was quietly sneaking away. Apparently, she didn't want to be caught. He smiled and pulled her closer to him.

Hermione gasped as he suddenly held her tighter. A shiver went down her spine as she felt him fully against her. 'Stop it you traitor' she thought, referring to her body and the wonderful feeling that had just spread through it. She sighed as her body calmed down and her heart went back to it's normal pace.

Draco smiled, the way her body shivered hadn't gone unnoticed. He wondered what kind of reactions he could get out of her while she was under the impression that he was asleep. He let his hand climb up her stomach slowly.

Hermione held her breath as his hand went up her ribs and cupped one of her breasts. When he lightly squeezed she couldn't believe herself as a moan escaped her lips.

Draco tried to stay still when she moaned, arching her back and pressing her butt against him. She was so easily excitable. He let his hand travel back down ward and stop on her stomach, deciding he should stop because at the end of this, he was sure he'd be the one suffering.

Hermione laid there for a second trying to get her self back to reality and catch her breath. Finally when she had, she again lifted his arm off of her and slid out of his bed. She looked down at him sleeping soundly and was glad to know that she was never going to have to have a conversation about this with him.

Draco heard her unzip her bag and cracked an eye open to see her remove her toothbrush and head to the bathroom. When he heard the water running he turned over and groaned. Why was he torturing himself this way, and now he didn't even have the privacy he needed, to take care of his overgrown problem. He turned over and put his face in his pillow trying to forget about it. That wasn't working so he stood up and threw on some clothes.

When Hermione got back to the room Draco walked past to the bathroom and by the time she'd finished dressing he had already gone to breakfast. She got dressed and headed out as well. When she got there she sat beside Draco.

"Good morning," she said and sighed.

"Morning," he replied without looking at her.

"What's wrong?" she asked, and he looked at her with a blank stare.

"Had a strange dream," he answered in monotone, "How about you?" he asked.

Hermione turned away and shrugged.

"I don't remember," She answered, while filling up her plate.

"I see," he said, then went for some eggs, "I guess it was just me then."

Hermione blushed thinking that perhaps he remembered what happened, but thought he was dreaming. Well, she wasn't going to say anything.

When it seemed all of the students had arrived and were eating, Terry and McGonagall stood before them and everyone fell silent.

"Now," Terry began, "Terry's is a camp for the arts," he said and all the students listened carefully. "In muggle schools the music and arts programs don't get enough funding, so parents pay to send their kids here for the summers to make up for that." he continued. "Hogwarts is too, without an arts program, so there will be plenty of new things to experience, while you're here. My councilors have all come in this morning." he waved a hand behind him where twenty or so young people ranging from seventeen to twenty-five sat at a table. "In my employment, are all either muggle borns or non magic wizard folk, like myself. So if you have any questions like, 'what the hell does this bloody muggle contraption do?' feel free to ask a councilor."

Terry smiled as the students laughed. "Now, while you're here you can learn the muggle electric guitar. We've got ballet for the young ladies. If you want something artsy, we have sculpting, painting, and pottery classes. And exclusively for you Hogwarts students, we've turned our computer lab into a full on course in computer usage. There's many more, so I'm sure everyone will find something to do. We have a rec room with arcade games, DVD's and TV's so give that a visit and tinker around."

The student were in awe. The things he spoke of were items they'd seen printed in muggle studies text books. Or brought into the class in non working fashion so you had to use your imagination. Or the stuff of make believe that your muggle born friends talked about missing while being at Hogwarts, such as these things called 'videogames.' But now they were going to get practical use. The student's cheered and chatted excitedly.

Hermione was shocked with McGonagall. Not only was she single handedly fixing house relations, but now she had added character building electives and was tackling down the muggle understanding barrier while she was at it. This woman was officially Hermione's hero. No wonder so many parents had agreed to this field trip. Saying no was like you didn't want to give your student the experience of a lifetime for a witch or wizard child.

It was also an iffy thing to do if you didn't want to come off as a muggle hater in the postwar wizarding world. And that was highly frowned upon nowadays which is why every Slytherin parent signed away their child for this trip, lest they be suspected of bias toward muggle borns and such.

McGonagall quieted them down.

"Now, because this was the first trip, all of Hogwarts is here to do the first sign ups. In the coming weeks only one to two years will be coming at a time. This should help balance out homework, Quidditch, and Hogsmead trips evenly." When she said the last bit, you could tell that she found those other activities less important, "When you sign up for something, you will be required to continue in that field for at least three visits before deciding you'd like to change your course. I want to make sure that all of you have a chance to experiment in all the activities you want being offered, but I also want each of you to learn to follow through." she said and the students all thought that over as McGonagall gestured for Terry to continue.

"Outside we have some tables set up with various clubs to sign up for, so take a look at all of them. If you have any questions about what sorts of things you'll be doing in a certain club, don't hesitate to ask a councilor, and if you're not all that sure about what you want to do, give it some time to think and talk it out with a friend. You've got until five p.m. tonight to make a decision. If by chance your name isn't down for a club by then, my councilors and I will assume you wanted to play what we call the 'Mystery Game' and in this game," he paused, picking up a dart board from off the floor beside him, "we take the liberty of throwing darts at this board to determine your club status." the students laughed, "You think it's funny now, but I've had some six foot seventeen year old boy beg me to change his club because he got put into ballet. I'm serious guys, get your name down before five." he said. Then he smiled, "Well that's it. Finish eating, then get out of here and find a club."

Danielle walked with Tanner to the sign up tables. As she walked it felt like quite a lot of eyes were on them. People walking past sidestepped to get out of their way, and those who were already in their way looked up and parted like the red sea. Then she noticed that the ones doing this were all male.

She saw Anthony Gear ahead of them, he was in their year and in fact was a close friend. When he began to retreat she ran up to him and caught his arm.

"Hey, Anthony," she started with a huge smile, "what are you signing up for?" she asked.

Anthony smiled down at her awkwardly then looked up at Tanner. Danielle turned to see Tanner just standing there. He looked at her and shrugged.

"I, um," Anthony began, "I don't really know what I'm signing up for yet, so I better go check it out before all the good stuff's gone." he stammered, and then sped off in the opposite direction.

She watched his retreating figure in shock, then heard a snicker from behind before turning on Tanner, who'd straightened up his face.

"What did you do?" she asked him and he shrugged.

"I didn't do anything," he said, and although she couldn't detect any of his usual sneaky mannerisms, she just knew it was him.

"Did you say we were dating again, because I'm sure Jasmine would be quite upset," she asked.

"No," he laughed, "I didn't do anything. Now lets hurry and sign up for something."

Danielle sighed before walking off to one of the tables.

Tanner smiled. He technically hadn't done anything. He'd only accompanied Spencer, who'd done all the talking last night, asking everyone to give Damien and Danielle some space.

Tanner underestimated how much of an influence Nix had on people.

Damien watched from across the yard as everyone headed for the hills when Danielle and Tanner came near and couldn't help but smile. This was maybe the first time in his life that there was no one trying to sabotage him.

He watched and waited until she finally made a decision and signed her name at one of the tables. As she walked away Tanner sent him a thumbs up and Damien proceeded to the booth she'd just left, to sign his name.

Being in the same club as her would insure them time to spend together.

As he finished signing his name he looked up at the club he'd just joined.

"The Drama club?" he said in shock, then rolled his eyes as the woman behind the counter nodded her head excitedly.

Maybe this was just crossing the line. Before he had a chance to scratch his name out Spencer stood in front of him, put his own name down and pushed Damien away from the sign up sheet.

"Don't worry Scott," he laughed, "I'll help see you through this."

Damien watched as the sign up booths got farther and farther away.

Hermione sat on a violet rec room couch listening to the banter around.

"I'm going to sign up for drama," one girl said.

"But I thought you wanted to try ballet, or singing?" Her friend asked surprised.

"Yeah well, that was before I found out that Flores, Scott, and Nix all signed up for drama club." the girl smiled and watched as her friends face took in the hotness to be had by joining the club with the three cutest guys in school.

Suddenly her friend walked away.

"Wait where are you going?" the first girl called.

"I'm claiming a spot before the word spreads," She said and the other girl ran to catch up.

Then from the other side of Hermione, another girl spoke. "Did you hear that?"

"I cant believe it. All three of them?" another asked shocked.

"Do you think it's true?"

"Well, I guess I'm going to find out." she said before leaving the room.

Hermione smiled as a boy scoffed.

"Damn those fifth years, now if we don't sign up for drama we'll never land a hot girl,"

"Come on mate, I'm not gunna be left out." said the other boy, before they too left the room.

It all seemed so ridiculous when you heard it in third person like this. Hermione chuckled.

"Granger?" Draco said from behind her.

She turned around to see him with a air hockey puck in his hand.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"Show me how to use this will you?" he asked and Hermione smiled getting up from the couch and switching the TV off before taking the puck from his hands.

"Alright," she said, handing him a bumper. "Stand on that side. It's pretty much like football," then paused, "I mean Quidditch. Were both keepers and this," she said holding up the puck, "this is the quaffle. You're goals are there," she indicated the slits in front of him and herself, "and the table will keep score for us here," she said pointing to the lit up screen where someone had started a game and left it unfinished. "We hit the puck up and down using these," she said then tossed the puck on the table and gave it a push to his side, " and that's it."

He looked at it skeptically.

"That's it?" he reiterated.

"Yup," she said.

"That doesn't sound too entertaining," he said, and she turned on the table and smiled.

"Give it a try," she said.

He sighed and hit the puck at her goal. She blocked it and hit the puck into his goal faster than he could register to stop it. He looked up and saw the electronic screen put up a red number one. He looked at her smiling face and pulled the puck out of the hole in front of him. He set it down and hit it hard, she blocked again and before he knew it she'd scored another point.

"I don't like this game," he said, annoyed.

"Is someone's pride being wounded?" she mocked and there were 'Oh's' around the room as students circled around to watch.

Draco glared at her and put the puck on the table again. This time he shot and Hermione was to slow to stop it. He smiled up at her and she smiled back as she scored another shot on him.

"I wasn't ready," he said and she shrugged.

"Not my fault, maybe you should have been paying attention." She and the students laughed.

Okay, he was well aware that this was just a game, but he was getting really pissed off. He put the puck on the table and was determined to beat her.

An hour later, she'd beaten him three times.

"One more," he said through gritted teeth. Hermione sighed.

"I'm sure the students would like a try," she said looking at the crowd that had formed itching to have a go.

"Then show me something else," he said. He wanted to beat her at something.

"Fine." Hermione smiled, she was thoroughly enjoying having the upper hand for once. She led him to the race car driving game and explained the gas and the brake to him.

Five games later, he hadn't won.

Next, because he insisted, she showed him the basket ball game. After failing there, he pointed to the ski ball game.

By the time dinner had rolled around, they'd successfully given the students a tour of how to use almost everything in the arcade. Draco even managed to get a higher score than her on the pinball machine and button mash his way to victory on Marvel V.S. Capcom. He was feeling pretty proud of himself as they finished up a zombie shooting game where they played a mode called co op and he finally remember to reload without her telling him.

They laughed all the way to the mess hall.

"Is this what muggle life is like?" he asked.

"For kids, pretty much." she said. Hermione was having a hard time digesting his child like behavior, he was even amazed by Ms. Pac-Man.

"If I grew up like that I'd never get bored," he said.

"Yes you would, those things are mundane in the muggle world." she said and he looked like he couldn't believe people could walk past those games and not play them. She laughed.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"I've never seen you look so moved by something. It's funny to see you all excited and laughing." she said.

He stopped and smiled at her.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

Hermione looked at him and thought that over. He was a lot nicer to be around this way. She wasn't worried about their complicated relationship and her head wasn't thinking about their previous encounters every time he was near.

"Yes, actually I do," she answered.

Draco recognized that look.

"Good," he said, and walked past her, "I'll remember not to do that anymore."

Hermione stared at his back and frowned, was he joking?

"Your such a jerk," she said catching up to him and shooting him a scowl.

"Perfect," he replied, he wasn't about to fall back into being addressed in that friendly tone of voice. As much fun as it was to watch her laughing at him and having a good time with her guard down and all, he just couldn't risk it. He'd rather be a jerk than her friend any day.

They entered the mess hall and took their seats as Terry and the other councilors looked over the sign up sheets in amazement.

"We've never had so many people sign up for the drama club before." Terry said and Hermione smiled.

"Well apparently three of the most popular boys joined, so naturally the crowd went along." she smiled.

"Sheep," Draco commented and Hermione shot him a glare.

"Well Mr. Malfoy," McGonagall began, "you'll be joining the herd." she said handing him a script for The Taming Of The Shrew. Hermione snickered, "You too miss Granger." McGonagall added putting another script in front of her.

"But this is for the students," Hermione began.

"There's no reason you shouldn't learn the lines with Mr. Malfoy in order to help your students along." McGonagall said and Hermione was pretty sure that there was another reason for this, but with McGonagall as ring leader, she wasn't about to find out.

"This," Terry began, pushing a young boy around Draco and Hermione's age up to them. "is Kyle. He teaches the Drama club."

"Yo," he said holding up a hand in greeting.

Draco nodded his head in a hello then turned to Hermione when he didn't hear her usual perfect etiquette kick in.

"Um, hi." she answered blushing.

Draco looked up at Kyle who smiled.

"Can't wait to work with you," he said to Hermione, then noticed Draco, "Both of you," he corrected.

And Draco wanted to punch this guy in his pretty little face.

"Yeah," Hermione said.

"Why wait," Kyle smiled at her with pearly whites, "why don't I go over some stuff with you tonight."

"I'll pass," Draco said darkly and from beside him Hermione stood up.

"Sure," she said, and Kyle smiled at her.

"I can show you to the auditorium now if you'd like," he started, then continued quickly, "so you don't get lost tomorrow morning that is. It can be pretty hard to find."

Draco looked at Hermione as she deliberated. Surely she'd see that this guy was coming on to her and head for the hills.

"That would be great," she answered, and they proceded to leave the mess hall. Just before Kyle was out of sight he turned around and shot Draco a smile.

What the hell was going on?

Around the hall students watched from the corner of their eye's, trying to pretend they hadn't just seen him get dumped like that.

He looked at McGonagall who lifted a questioning eyebrow at him.

When he looked away, she cleared her throat and spoke loud enough to address the staff table.

"That Kyle seems like quite a nice boy," she said and Draco watched as all the councilors looked at one another skeptically. Then Terry laughed.

"That boy's friendly all right," he said and the other councilors held in their chuckles.

McGonagall shot him and the other Councilors a look that told them she'd taken note of the innuendo insinuated and they all stopped their laughter. Then McGonagall sent him a look that demanded he do something, but Draco looked away and continued to sit there.

He wasn't going to go chasing after her if she wanted to be taken by some pretty boy's charms. He forked some food and continued eating.

The Prefects and the Head boy and girl sat at the table closest to the staff, listening in.

Nate shook his head in disbelief. Was he really not going to do anything. Across from him he saw that they were all sharing the same thoughts.

"This is stupid," Tiffany said standing up and pulling Nate out of his seat.

"What-" he began, but then she gave him a look to kill and he closed his mouth. She bent low to the table and everyone leaned in to listen.

"I'm going to follow them," she whispered.

"I want to come too," said a Hufflepuff and others nodded in agreement.

"No it'll be conspicuous if more than just the heads go," she said, "If Professor Malfoy finds out we all went spying for him…" she didn't need to finish that sentence. They all knew the unmerciful amount of homework he'd set when they got back to Hogwarts and cringed.

Tiffany took a deep breath then looked at Nate.

"Lets go Jensen," she said. He nodded and followed her out of the hall on a mission in espionage.

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