The Common Room.

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(It's in MY point of view this time too.)

Harry was sitting in the Gryffindor common room, beside the fire that was crackling merrily.

Ginny was sitting on his lap and he was gently stroking her red hair. Just then, Hermione walked in, wearing a pair of black jeans and a tankie with Elvis Presley on it. 'Woah,' said Harry softly and eyed Hermione. She had her hair up in a high ponytail-a gold hair-tye that glittered-and gold eyeshadow. She had mascara on and lip gloss that shined gold in the light.

Ginny looked up at Harry and glared at him. He quickly dipped down to kiss her but she drew him in on a soft, passionate kiss. He ran his tongue around her lips and so forth began the tongue-match. (There. Someone reviewed for mushy fluff, and I am gonna add more for their horny convenience, Lol.-PP)

Hermione glanced at the two and walked over to a red loveseat, and sat herself primly. 'You guys! Stop it already!' she said annoyed.

Ginny, reluctantly pulled away and looked at Hermione. 'Why aren't you wearing robes? Do you like my new one? It's purple,' said Ginny.

'I think I can see its purple, thanks Ginny. Yes, its nice. I feel like wearing muggle clothes because I want to,' said Hermione, in a patronising voice.

'Ok Hermes, Ok. Don't have to be so bitchy. I'm going.bye Harry,' she gave Harry a quick kiss and went up to her dorm, without a goodbye to Hermione.

'She's right you know Hermes. You didn't have to be so bitchy,' said Harry. 'Yeah. I know. It's just.well.oh don't worry about it.'

The truth was she had been trying to impress Draco. She had noticed him in the Common Room and she had rushed upstairs and came back down looking stunning.

He had merely glanced at her, before burying his nose into a book. Hermione had walked out the door in a huff. What's the point of impressing a guy? What's the point? She asked herself before reaching the fat lady in the pink dress and saying 'PRODIGY RULES!' Some muggle band the fat lady liked.

So, then she sees Harry and Ginny snogging their asses off and that leaves us HERE.

'What are you thinking about Hermes. You seem so deep in thought,' Harry interrupted.

'Well, I am. Ok? Huh? HUH?' by now Hermione was cowering over Harry. 'Ok Hermione. Look, maybe we should talk another time. You seem a bit frustrated now,' he said and got up and walked to his dorm.

'Relax Hermione,' she said to herself as she crawled out the portrait hole. '10, 9, 8, 7,6,5,4,3,2,1,' she counted and was relieved.

'Hey Draco,' she flashed him a million-dollar smile. He wasn't reading now, just staring off into the fire. He looked up. 'Hermione,' he said.

'Yeah? Hey Draco, you ok?' she asked, intrigued. (Sorry folks, couldn't think of the right word. -PP)

'Yeah..I'm fine.'

Lately, though Hermione. Myself and other people don't seem to be telling the truth. She slowly climbed up the staircase and went to bed.

A/N: How was this chappie. I broke my promise about more fluff. Woops. Sorry. I just remembered. PLEASE REVIEW! That would be soooo great!

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