A/N: Do you think I write these chapters too fast??? I just love to write this story so that's why… And other little thing: does anybody read my story? I mean besides like eight people. Because I haven't got that much reviews… (so remember to review!!!!!!!!!!!!) Do you want me to continue this story? I could just leave it here but it's going to be better, trust me.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter or any other Harry Potter character.

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CHAPTER IV – Disobedient Draco

Few weeks passed. Draco and Hermione barely talked to each other, except the times they did their Heads' jobs. But if it was up to Hermione, she wouldn't have talked to him even those times. Hermione still was embarrassed about what happened few weeks ago. Ginny, luckily, had forgot the whole Draco-was-so-pissed-that-he-was-about-to-kill -thing. Hermione thought that Ginny might say something to Harry and Ron but she didn't. Maybe Ginny was afraid that Harry and her brother would get expelled if they attacked Draco.

Hermione had found that being a Head girl wasn't that stressing after all. Of course she had her duties but they weren't too… well, stressing. Few times she had argued with Draco about what they should arrange for the students for Christmas. Hermione wanted a ball but Draco didn't. Draco had protested against Hermione's idea about a Yule ball.

"it is so girlish!" Draco had yelled.

"no it isn't Malfoy! There are also boys who want a dance!"

"well they're gay! There is not going to be a Yule ball!"

"yes there is!" Hermione defended her idea.

"over my dead body!"

"fine! If that's the way you want it!"

Then finally, after yelling to each other, they came to an understanding that on Christmas there wouldn't be anything but on Valentine's day there would be a ball. Of course Draco hated this arrangement as well but he was defeated by Hermione.

One day Hermione and Draco had to finish their Valentine's day ball decoration plans and Hermione couldn't find Draco anywhere. Finally she realized that Draco might have a Quidditch practise. After all there was going to be a Quidditch match before Christmas: Slytherin versus Ravenclaw.

She walked to the Quidditch pitch to see if Draco was there. Hermione saw the Slytherin team flying in the air. She tried to catch a blond-haired boy somewhere in the air. She didn't see him though.

'where on earth is he?!' she thought and tried to find Draco. 'why do they have to fly so fast?'

She laughed quietly at her own thought.

Finally Hermione gave up. She turned to leave but stopped in her tracks as she saw a tall blond boy in front of her. Those gorgeous grey, yet so blue, eyes were looking at her.

Draco Malfoy was leaning against his Firebolt {his daddy had bought a new broom for him few years ago}. Draco was wearing his green Quidditch robes. He looked like a real man now, with muscles and all {but he's not that muscular like some gigantic wrestlers are!. No! It's not sexy… it's too much…what a turn off}. If Hermione didn't know him so well, she would've admitted he was actually very good-looking. He smirked mysteriously at her.

'god, he's sexy!' Hermione thought and shrugged her thoughts immediately off. 'no! He isn't! Even Filch is sexier than Draco! Yeah!' she tried to convince to herself.

Why does she even think Draco's sexy?!

'ugh!'

"what are you doing here?" Draco asked cutting her dreams off.

"I was looking for you" she said to him.

"oh. What is it?" he asked coolly.

"ball decorations" she said simply. "we have to plan how we're going to decorate the Great Hall on Valentine's day"

"not now Granger! Can't you see I have something else to do!?" Draco snapped.

"I know. But could you stop practising?"

"no way! The team needs me. We are going to win the next match, you know"

"well, what about after the practice?" she asked.

"umm. No." He made it sound so simple.

"but- but- but why?" she stammered.

"because I'm tired after the practice, and I'm going to have a long nice bath when I get back to our common room"

"but we have to plan the ball decorations together" Hermione said.

Draco rolled his eyes.

"you can plan the decorations and other stuff by yourself. You don't need me there" Draco said and pushed pass her as Hermione tried to say something. But all she could say (or stammer) was "but- but- but-"

Hermione just stood there staring at Draco's back as he went (or flied) back to his team members.

'ugh! What a jerk!' she thought.

She would've ran to him and continued arguing with him but she was scared of the other Slytherins and what they would do to her. She furious.

'git!' she thought angrily.

She sighed and started back to the school murmuring "I hate him. I hate him…" under her breath.

"Hey Mione!" Ron greeted her by the staircase. "Hermione, what is it? Is everything ok?" he asked when he saw she was looking furious.

"it's that piece of shit who irritates me!" she practically yelled.

"who?"

"Malfoy!" she screamed so loud that everyone at the corridor started looking at her.

Hermione just glared to them and continued: "he won't help me with our Heads' works!"

"what?! Why? Or don't say! Let me guess: 'because he's a spoiled little brat'!" Ron said angrily.

Hermione calmed down a bit. She smiled to Ron.

"thank you" she whispered to him.

"for what?"

"for being so good friend" she said and hugged him.

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A/N: This chapter was short. Too short, I dare say :( The next one is going to be longer.

Please review my story!!! I feel so good when people do that. I want to know if you've liked it so far.

Special thanks to my only ONE reviewer:

Apie – I so agree! Draco is sexy when he's angry. But he is also sexy when he smirks and when he is wearing his Quidditch robes! Good that you liked the third chapter! I hope you liked this as well ;) I try to do longer chapters from now on. Thank you for reviewing, again! :)