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I wrote a song. Its utter crap. But hey, I might use it in the story!

I love you guys and your crazy kooky funny reviews. I had a blond moment when I was reading my story, and I wanted the author to update asap. Then I remembered that I was the author. I don't know if I posted for my own story or not, but either way, I feel stupid now.

I apologize (not) on how I left you with a cliffy. That was wrong of me. May Draco come into your dreams and play games with you.

On to by booboo. I am sorry, i didnt mean for her to be pansy. it was parvati. You know how if you are writing aname of a minor charecter that starts with the same letter as a major charecter, then you get confused. Sorry for the mix-up. Pansy would never sit and laugh with those ICKY Gryffindors... te he he

Disclaimer: ( -what's that?) I am not Joanne Kathleen Rowling, nor do I want to be. I would hate to have to please people with a story or a plot line (…) and it turn out crap (you haven't failed me yet Joanne!)

On to the effing show!


Hermione tried to say 'Stop' but it turned into a moan. Draco tugged at her bottom lip, begging for entrance. She opened her mouth, his sweet tongue dancing with hers. Hermione gave up, and started to kiss back, her hands going to his hair. He pulled her closer, closing the small gap between them, her chest pressed against his, giving her strong emotions she hasn't felt before. The air and everything else that existed disappeared when he pulled her away, unbuttoning her shirt….


Do you really think I am going to make it that way? It's only the 11th chapter in a 58 chapter series! It's too soon, you dunder heads!

Now on to the REAL story….


Hermione stood there, Dracos' lips on hers, in pure shock. It isn't everyday someone you hate and hates you kiss you.

It isn't everyday Draco Malfoy kisses you.

She pulled away, gasping for air, "What (gasp) are you doing!"

Draco seemed to be thinking the same thing, "I don't know."

There was a long period of silence before Draco finally said, "We should get back to work."

Agreeing, Hermione picked up the broom, "what time is it?"

"9:00"

"It's time for our break," she set the broom against the wall before picking up the folder off his desk.

"These are the papers he must be talking about," she glanced at the papers, "Shoot!"

"Granger, I'm the only one around, you can swear,"

"I don't swear,"

Hermione handed him one of the sheets of paper. He glanced over it before scowling

"I don't want to answer this!"

"We have to. Or we get an extra month added to detention." Hermione took out a quill and ink bottle from Snape's desk, before sitting in on the floor, "I'll ask you the questions first."

At the top of the paper was their names, different questions on each one. The first question on her paper was:

"What is your favorite place in the world and why?"

"Um… The Manor, because that is where I feel the safest."

"And is that all?" Hermione wrote down everything he was saying, but that was only one sentence, and she needed six.

"Because everything I need is at the Manor. Everything I treasure is at the manor. My… my Future… is at the Manor," Draco said slowly, as if he was trying to find more then one reason as he went along

"Is everything you love," Hermione looked into his eyes, "In the Manor?"

"Yes," he lied, "Everything I love is at the Manor,"

"Next question: If you could spend the day with one person, who would it be, where would you go, and what would you do?"

Draco thought about this for a minute, "Who? Any girl, it doesn't matter. Where? In my room, under my covers. Doing what? You're a smart girl, you fill in the blanks."

Hermione looked disgusted, "Be serious,"

"Oh, but I am. What else is there to do?" he smirked

"Fine. But I still need three more sentences."

"Put why: Because there is nothing better to do. Because it is my best talent. Because it makes me happy."

"You disgust me." Hermione wrote what he said

"When I meant any girl, I forgot to mention anyone BUT you. Don't sweat it,"

"Pig,"

"Mudblood,"

"Hmm. Last question: If you could meet anyone in the world who would you meet and why? They could be living or dead,"

"Salazar Slytherin, because he was a great leader in days when great leaders were rare," Draco said without taking time to think about it first, "Because he is my hero. Because he is the reason why I am getting an education. Because he is a great role model and is one of the pillars that hold Hogwarts up."

Hermione was shocked. She swore she thought he was going to say Voldemort, but he didn't.

"Now do I ask you the questions? Or is our 15 minutes up?" He asked, taking the quill from her

"Yes. It's your turn,"

"Question one: What is your favorite subject in school? What kind of question is THAT?"

Hermione thought about it. She was going to say 'potions' but thought differently of it. It would seem as if she was sucking up to Snape. Thinking for a little while longer, she finally made up her mind.

"Transfiguration because you cant turn anything you want into something else. Because Professor McGonagall is nice. Because you will need it in the future. Because manipulating objects is fun. Because that is how I found my first kiss…" Hermione blushed. She didn't mean for that bit to come out.

"Your first kiss? With whom?" Draco questioned

"None of your business! Just ask the next question."

"Question two: If you had a million galleons, what would you do with it, and what would you spend it on?" Draco made a face, "I have about a million in my trunk, what's the big deal about it?"

Ignoring him, Hermione just answered the question the best way she could, "I would give 10 to church, and then put the rest in the bank. After graduation, I would spend some of it on a house and the furnishings, and then some of it would go to a University to continue my studies. The rest of it will go to my children,"

"Wonderful answer," Draco said sarcastically, "Final question: If you could name one person who you don't like, who would it be and why?"

Hermione didn't have to take any hesitation with that, "You Malfoy. Why? Because you torment me, because you call me names. Because you are against everything muggle. Because you treat me like dirt. Because you are arrogant, egotistical, and rude to those who do nothing wrong. Because you fell like the world revolves around you and you feel like you're the king. Because you steal kisses and never give them back… You know what? It's past our 15 minutes. We need to mop the floor."

She took the broom and swept the rest of the dirt into the pan and then dumping the dirt into the garbage. "Move," she said to Draco, who went to the door frame. She dumped the bucket's contents onto the floor, making it wet.

Draco just stood there and watched. He fumbled around in his pockets before he found the pack of cigarettes Blaise gave him earlier. Lighting it with his emerald eyed snake lighter, Draco took in the first puff.

"What are you doing?" Hermione asked, rolling up her sleeves and taking off her shoes and socks.

"Smoking. Want one?" He took one out and handed it to her

"I don't smoke." Hermione rolled up her jeans and moved her robes to the side.

"Suit yourself," Malfoy took another puff, the smoke pouring out of his mouth

"Malfoy,"

"Hmm?"

"Get down here and help me," Hermione said, going to fill up the bucket again

"No thanks, I don't do housework," Draco bit down onto the fag, letting more smoke pour out of his mouth

"Uh huh…" Hermione took the wooden bucket from the sink, added soap to it and started sploshing it around

"What exactly are you doing?" He asked, moving the fag to the corner of his mouth. The tobacco ashes forming at the tip fell to the ground.

"Moping. But, since he didn't give us a mop, I have to use a rag and a sponge." Hermione took the buckets rope and dragged it back over to the center of the room, "Are you sure you don't wanna help? We can get this done a lot sooner,"

"No." Draco flicked more ash onto the ground

"Oh, okay then," Hermione dumped all the soapy water from the bucket on top of him, the water putting out the fag.

"Why, you!" he lunged at her, but she jumped out of the way. Laughing, she ran, watching him come after her. He chased her around in a circle for a few times, until she slipped and fell to the floor.

"Ow!" Hermione giggled, Draco slipping too. He straddled her, and started tickling her. Hermione was very ticklish, but she didn't know that Malfoy knew it. Hermione was laughing to tears, when she wrapped her legs around his waist to flip him on his back. Now that Hermione was on top, she started tickling him. They were laughing and giggling.

Draco rolled her over, and sat on her lower stomach. He pressed her hands above her head, looking at her wet clothes that clung to her body like a second skin. He lowered his head to be right above hers, inches from her face. Hermione could feel his warm breath on her lips.

"Ahem."

Hermione froze, Draco looked up to the doorway were Professor Snape stood, watching them.

They were scared.


Now, you think I would leave you at such a good point in the story right? Wrong. There is way too much to get by before this chapter is over.

Hope you like it so far. This was just a mid-point Authors note. I love the Dramione fluff in any story.


All three of them sat in Snape's office, waiting for their "sentence". Hermione bit her lower lip. She rarely ever got into trouble. Well, she did break a few school rules but never got caught. There is a difference, y'know.

"Mr. Malfoy and Miss. Granger. I expected better from the two brightest students in the class. And Mr. Malfoy! You are lucky I don't owl your father strait away. He may be in Azkaban, but he still writes from time to time." The words came out of Snape like the grease in his hair.

"Please Professor, we were just playing around!" Hermione cried

"Miss. Granger I don't think It is in your place to argue at this point. All I know is what I saw, and that was you to in a compromising position. When I was a student at this school, there was none of this, fooling around."

"I bet there wasn't. who would "fool around" with Snape?" Malfoy whispered to Hermione, who started to laugh.

"Yes Mr. Malfoy?" Snape looked annoyed, "Is there something you would like to say?"

"I only apologized to her for getting her in trouble," Malfoy said

"I see no humor in that," Snape hissed

"Well, then I told her that I can make up for it later," He smirked. Hermione blushed. Why was Malfoy doing this to her? Snape should have gotten the hint on her and Harry, Malfoy is just embarrassing her!

"Is that right, Miss. Granger?" Snape asked

"Um…" Hermione looked at Malfoy's unreadable expression, "yes…"

"Well, I think you are done for the night. Because you didn't finish until midnight, you will each be given an extra month-"

"A month!" they both said in unison

"plus another month for the position I found you in."

The students sighed. They didn't want to have to get detention for2 and a halfmonths.

"You are dismissed."

They walked out of the room, not looking at each other.

When they turned the corner, Draco pushed Hermione into the wall, putting a hand over her mouth.

"MMOW!" Hermione cried

"This is all your fault," he hissed, "Thanks to you, I will probably die from my father's wrath."

"Mmiemault?" she squealed

"yes, your fault. If you didn't pour the water over me, I wouldn't have chased you!" he hissed again, the coldness in his voice and the hardness in his eyes bore into hers

"mmnyninintnoononhin!" she squealed again

"Yes you did!" He looked in both directions before walking away, "watch your back," he whispered

Hermione was scared.


Whatcha think? I know it's a little… I don't know. Flip floppy.

I wanted to add a little smile to your faces. It isn't everyday yadda yadda yadda.

I will update soon!