Chapter four Losing Pot Head and Weasel

Hermione woke the next morning to find that it was a rather gloomy day. The sky was grey and a harsh wind banged against her window. She felt herself shiver and pulled the covers tighter around her body.

She looked up to see what time it was, six in the morning. She decided to take a shower and get ready for lessons. She got up and realized that there wasn't a bathroom here! She probably had to walk all the way to the prefect's bathroom and she didn't really feel like that.

She examined her room, maybe the bathroom was hidden somewhere. "A-ha!" she cried triumphantly as she spotted a small trapdoor in her wall with a sign that said 'toilet'. She pressed her body weight against it and fell forward headfirst, jamming her head on hard tile.

She rubbed her head and moaned as she helped herself up, holding onto the sink. She looked around herself to see an identical version of the prefects bathroom. Pleased with herself, she turned on a cinamon smelling tap and watched as the pool like bath tub filled up.

She returned to her room to fetch some clothes. She took a pair of black bell bottom thigh tight jeans and a blood red belly showing tank top. She took off her pajamas and dived into the pool. She did a couple of laps around it then took to washing her hair.

Then, to her horror, she saw another trap door on the other side of the bathroom wich was being opened by a certain blond guy. She grabed her wand, wich was lying by the pool, and quikly dressed herself in a green bikini.

Indeed, Draco malfoy, looking pleased with himself that he had found the entrance to the bathroom, now entered wearing nothing but silver and green boxers. Hermione smirked to herself, he hadn't noticed her yet.

She took this chance to study his body. He had fine muscles on his broad chest and arms. He looked very fit and simply...hot! To Hermione' own surprise, she didn't blush. The old Griffindor Hermione would have looked away, blushing like a tomatoe, but the Slytherin Hermione didn't even cringe.

It was a small personality change but to Hermione, it ws BIG. Draco was looking sleepy and still didn't notice Hermione as he stepped into the pool. He didn't realize that someone had to fill the bathtub with water. but right now, he was too groggy to think much.

Hermione grinned and splashed him with water, that got his attention. He gaped at her, eyes wide. Partly because he was surprised that someone was here and partly (mostly) because he had never seen a finer body, ANYWHERE.

Her bikini fit her curved slihouette perfectly. She had all the bumps and curves, in all the right places and all the right amount. Her perfect body would have made a guy howl like a wolf and have his tonge hanging out.

She seemed aware of were his eyes traveled and swam over to him. Draco still didn't take his eyes off her and mentaly slapped himself for staring in THOSE places. He knew most girls don't like that. It makes them feel 'used' and 'wanted only for phisical and appearence' and that kind of crap.

Hermione smirked and sat down beside, examining him from up close. This suprised him greatly but he got over it and smirked, putting and arm around her. He snaked it down to her waist and he dared to move it even lower. (a/n *cough* I think you know where his hand is at the moment.)

Hermione smirked, an evil smirk Draco had never seen cross her features.

"So, you find my ass a interesting place to rest your hand, don't you." she said as-if casually. Draco was so shocked at this statement that he pulled away from her completly. She laughed and began to get out.

Draco watched her perfect body slip out and his eyes trailed to her (*cough*) Hermione turned to face him, an annoyed look on her face.

"What is it with guys? Or is my bum just so attractive they can't tear their eyes off." she said more to herself than Draco. The Slytherin boy blushed and took a big breath before disspearing under the water. Hermione chuckled and got dressed.

When Draco appeared above the surface again, he felt his jaw drop in amazment of how the muggle born nerd he once new, could look so bloody GOOD. The girl was presently brushing her teeth, her blue hair up in a messy pony tail.

She took a gulp of water, washed out her mouth then spit into the sink. She blew the blond Head boy a kiss before crawling through the trap door and into her room. Draco sat there, not believing that that stuck up know-it- all looked just so fine, she was a complete bad girl.

He shook his head and dived into the water again.

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Hermione walked over to the Griffindor table at breakfast and sat beside Ron and Harry. They looked at her strangly and she just smiled.

"Um, Mione? You sit over there." said Harry pointing to the Slytherin table.

"I know, I just wanted to appoligize for being such a bitch on the train. I don't know, I think just being in Slytherin makes you nasty but, I'll try and make it up to you guys." she said and looked at them pleadingly. Harry sighed, and shook his head.

"Sorry Herms. You are one of THEM now. You've already started being like them and we think it's time to go our seperate ways. Right Ron?" he said. Ron just nodded, not looking at her. Hermione felt hurt, but soon became very angry.

"What are you saying Harry? Just because I'm in a different house means I can't be friends with you?! Or are you too good for me?" she yelled at him, standing up. Half the hall was already staring, and she could hear the Slytherins cheering her on.

"You're not just in any house Herms, your in Slytherin. You are related to the man who killed my parents!!" he shouted back. Hermione was fuming. Before she could stop herself she slapped him hard across the face.

"I have nothing to do with your parents deaths Potter!! And what are you saying?? Just because I'm in Slytherin I can't be your friend? Well guess what Pot head! I don't want to be your bloody friend!" saying this she stormed over to the Slytherin table were they were cheering and welcomed her with open arms.

Harry was still shocked and just stood there, looking like a ripe tomatoe. Meanwhile, all the boys were baby talking Hermione and making her feel better. Everyone crowded around to cheer her up. She was after all, Ms. Popular.

A group of girls started oohing and ahhing over her stylish clothes, wich made her feel a bit better. They were her friends, they liked her. But they only liked her for how she looked on the outside, she was a pureblood and Slytherin. Now nobody loved her for who she was, no matter how much she covered it up, it still ate at her heart.

"Wow Hermione! You have the best clothes I ever saw! Were did you buy them?" asked a Slytherin girl, Rebecca. Hermione smiled and said,"Just this muggle mall. I don't think you would go there."

She barely ate anything, just answered stupid questions from her admiring girls. Breakfast finally ended and she realized it was a Saturday. As she started walking out, she was accompanied by a bunch of Slytherins.

They all stood together in the hallways, chattering about stuff. All of them admired Hermione and hung on to her every word. It was amusing at first but now Hermione felt like she had no real friends, just trained apes born to forfill her every need.

"Wow Herms, your braclets are so cool!" exclaimed Oddessa, eyeing Hermione's wrists wich had about twenty braclets each. Hermione began to wear lots of braclets, neckleces, earings and rings, she didn't know why she wore so much, she just got the habit from her muggle friend Gabby.

How she missed all her muggle friends, they were her REAL friends, not these well trained dogs. Suddenly, Draco and his two gorilla of friends Crabbe and Goyle came over to were Hermione and her group was standing.

All the girls started whispering how a perfect couple Hermione and Draco would be. After all, they were the two most popular people in Slytherin. Draco smirked and snaked an arm around Hermione's waist. She smiled crookedly at him and gently pushed his arm off, making it look like she needed to do something important.

"Um, I have to go to the lady's room. Excuse me mates." she said sweetly but before she could even turn around, a swarm of girls grabed her and walked her to the toilet. The guys were left to discus personaly.

"So Draco. What's up with you and Herms?" asked Blaise jealously.

"Yeah" insisted a few other boys eagerly. Draco smirked at them and replied cooly,

"Thats for me to know, and you bums to find out." and swept off, snapping at his cronies to leave him alone. Little did he know, how much in common he had with this blue haired girl. He had the same sadness growing in his heart, like he had no one in the world...

a/n Soooooo my little sweeties!! How was dat? I hope it wasn't tooo boring. I had to put the 'little did he know...' crap so that it would make sense later in the story, you know what I mean? Anyway, thanks so much for reading!! I appreciate it dearly! Thanks to...

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