Over the course of the next few weeks, Hermione became really happy. She was always in a good mood and never got angry about anything. She even treated Ron well, laughing at every single stupid joke he made. Although it seemed suspicious to the two friends, they couldn't say they didn't enjoy it. A cheerful Hermione was always better than a snappy unhappy one. Of course they didn't know that the reason behind her good mood that she had just recently gotten an amazing shag from Malfoy.

It was crazy, really. The two did it everywhere. Empty classrooms, broom closets, out on the grounds, the kitchens (when the elves weren't looking of course), hallways, and once they even did it in McGonnagals office when she had left them alone for detention one day. The reason for their detention had been arguing in class. Of course, it all had been nothing but a show, but Hermione enjoyed those as well. She especially liked it when he would pull her into a closet for a quickie between classes. Let's just say, Hermione was a very satisfied girl.

Her little 'falling for him' thing was getting stronger and stronger everyday, but she knew how to hide it well. She didn't want to scare him off, let alone scare herself, since she was having a hard time admitting it to herself as well. Because when this thing had started, it was only on the terms that they would keep hating each other.

Hermione laughed at something Ginny whispered in her ear and looked over to the Slytherin table. Her eyes caught Draco's and she smiled mischievously. She turned to Ginny and said, "Oh most definitely. We've done that many times. The new things we're trying now is working the dorrframe." Hermione giggled and Ginny burst into a fit of laughter, clutching her stomach.

"How do you do that?" Ginny asked through breaths.

"Oh it's simple, really..." And Hermione went on to explain to Ginny the doorframe sex position. From the Slytherin table Draco watched her and smirked. He knew she was explaining something about them two, since her eyes kept glancing at him with a mischievous glint. He turned to Blaise and said, "Mudbloods, these days." Blaise looked at him suspiciously.

"Draco, mate, is there something you're not telling me?" He asked, his eyes turned into slits.

Draco's froze and his smirk dropped. "No. What are you talking about?" he asked in a more serious tone.

"How far have you gotten with the Mudblood? Because you two seem to have ..." he searched for the right words. "A connection...?"

"Don't be rediculous. Don't you think I would want to tell you if I had already fucked her? I would win the bet, so there's no reason for me to keep something from you." Draco explained simply, hoping to shake off Blaise.

Blaise looked at him for another second but then let it go. He definitely didn't believe Draco but he decided he would find out soon enough and saw his perfect chance as he glanced over to the Gryffindor table and saw Granger open a piece of parchment and look over at Draco, smiling. Later, after he had followed Granger out of the hall, he had made her bag rip open and picked up the note Draco had sent her and quickly left. Turning the corner, Blaise opened the note and read the words written on it.

Meet me on the Astronomy Tower at Midnight tonight. Wear something sexy, my love.

Love,

Draco