New chapter! I managed to get an update! Woohoo! *starts cheering* Also, I got my results! Apart from English Language, which didn't come through yet *glares at it* And I passed, so celebrations and champagne all round! *pours champagne*

This is my last chapter before I go on holiday. When I come back, I start college, so can't promise regular updates. Will try to keep them regular, though.

As usual, I own nothing, and "…" denotes speech. Italics denote thought, song/singing, and dream sequences.

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Hermione and Draco, still wrapped in a hug, stared at the portrait hole, where Hannah was standing.

"AHH!" Hermione jumped backwards at the same time Draco did, and both fell to the floor, tangled in Hermione's blanket. It left them in an embarrassing position, and Hannah's jaw, already open, hit the floor.

"Hermione Granger! What are you doing?" she shrieked. Hermione stared down into Draco's smirking face, and rolled off him.

"It's nothing like that!" Hermione stared at the ceiling, and decided to stay on the floor for a bit. "We didn't do anything! I don't even like him! Maybe I should accept one of those other guys who keep asking for a date!"

"Why not ask Draco? Speaking of him, Draco Malfoy, what were you planning on doing to Hermione?" asked Hannah, putting her hands on her hips and glaring at the blonde Slytherin.

"It's my sexual magnetism," replied Draco with a lazy grin. "Women can't resist, even the great Hermione Granger."

"You pig!" A cushion hit the side of his head from an indignant Hermione. "I would never date him! He's such an idiot" And besides, you hugged me first! Now who has the sexual magnetism?"

Draco smirked, deciding to try a different approach, to both getting rid of Hannah, embarrassing Hermione, and making himself look good.

'Time to slip on the old Malfoy charm and get down to business.'

"Well, Hermione, I guess you're right." Draco got up to his knees and crawled over to Hermione, in a sexy manner. "I can't resist your charms. I need you, Hermione." He threw an arm over Hermione and pinned her arms down.

"What?!" Hermione struggled to get up, but Draco only held her tighter, so she couldn't move.

"Draco, get off her! I can't watch this! My eyes will burn!" squealed Hannah, trying to pull Draco off Hermione.

"Then go away, Hannah," smirked Draco. "I need Hermione. I can make her a woman." He winced as Hermione's knee drew up sharply into his groin, but still didn't let her go.

"Malfoy, get off me! Now!" Hermione's face was red with anger and embarrassment, and an evil plan hatched in Draco's mind. He got up.

"What? That's just an example of what all those other guys want," he said, looking offended. He was determined to make her see that he was the only one for her.

"No, they don't! They aren't all like you, Malfoy!"

"No! They all want to get some! I'm not like that!"

"Why should I believe you?"

"You're supposed to be intelligent! Work it out!"

Hannah stepped in between the two. "Calm down, will you?"

Draco was furious, glaring at Hermione. "I don't want you dating other people who will just use you!"

"They won't use me! Give me some credit Malfoy! The only one in this school who would ever use a girl and her emotions like that is you!"

Draco stared at her, his eyes flashing dangerously. 'So she doesn't believe me. I'll just take action to make sure no boy in this school will go near her without my permission.

"Time for dinner." He pulled Hermione to her feet, and smirked, folding his arms across his chest. "Shall we go?"

"Malfoy, what is wrong with you?" asked Hermione, biting her tongue before she let loose a load of curses. His temper changed so quickly, and she was afraid.

"It's you, Hermione. How can I resist?" he said charmingly, ducking another cushion. Hermione straightened out her clothes, twisted after the fall, and brushed out her hair.

"Alright, calm down. Malfoy is possessed, you're just humiliated. No harm done." Hannah said this whilst ducking out of the room, so nothing could be thrown at her.

"Malfoy, you are an arrogant, conceited, pig-headed jerk!" fumed Hermione, embarrassed and angry as she stormed out of the room. Draco quickly followed. She couldn't get too far ahead, and he wanted the rumours to start flying about them.

She would be his, nobody elses. After all, he was a Malfoy, and he always got what he wanted. Time to step up the attack. He was determined that no man would ask her for a date ever again.

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Hermione entered the Great Hall, and felt all eyes turn to her. Holding her head high, she started for the Gryffindor table, ignoring the footsteps behind her.

"Hi guys," she said with a smile as Ron and Ginny moved over for her to sit in between them. Before she could sit, however, a hand grabbed hers, and another turned her face. As she turned, her mouth opened ready to fire a curse; and lips gently clamped over hers.

Her eyes widened in shock, and when Draco pulled away, she drew her wand.

"See you this evening, love," he said with a wink. The whole school, teachers included, were staring at the red faced Gryffindor and the smirking, smug Slytherin.

"You bastard," hissed Hermione under her breath. "That just totally screwed up my chances of getting a date!"

"And don't you love me for it," said Draco with a silky tone, keeping his voice down. To the rest of the school, it looked like the two lovers were having a conversation. Several girls were staring at Hermione jealously.

"No! I hate you!" snapped Hermione. "You knew I wanted a date!" As she said this, a light went on in her head.

"You're jealous."

Draco's eyes widened unnoticeably. Was he jealous that she wanted to date others?

'Of course you are! You've had the hots for her for years! And now she could be yours! You've already pissed her off. Draco old boy, time to back down. Let her calm down. You've scared off any competition. Now it's time to make her love you.'

"Of course I am," he whispered bitterly. "I've loved you since I first saw you. How do you think I feel?"

With this he turned and headed to the Slytherin table. Hermione stared after him, a twinge of guilt running through her.

"'Mione, sit." Ron's hand tugged her down to her seat as conversation resumed. "And then talk. You've got to come to lessons this afternoon, it's Charms. Guess what, 'Mione? I produced a Patronus!" Ron babbled on as Hermione slowly ate her food.

Coming to a decision, she glared over at the Slytherin table. Draco was avoiding her gaze, and so she smiled smugly. Time for revenge. Nobody controlled her life. If Draco wanted her, he'd have to fight for her.

"Lee?" Smiling sweetly, she leaned over to Lee Jordan. He had asked her three times for a date, and now she was going to accept.

"How does a drink this evening in Hogsmeade sound?"

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Draco stood, leaving to prepare for his Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson, and glanced over at the Gryffindor table. What he saw made his blood boil.

Hermione was leaning over the table, hand in hand with Lee Jordan, flirting and smiling. Stepping back and lowering his eyes, Draco saw them play footsie beneath the table.

"The bitch!" He glared over at them and left the Great Hall. No one took anything from him. He got very possessive, and it made him angry to see what was happening. He decided that Lee Jordan would meet with an accident very soon.

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A team of Gryffindors shouldered their brooms and marched out onto the pitch. Lee Jordan was acting as referee for a friendly Gryffindor vs Slytherin game.

The green of the Slytherin robes was already visible, and Draco led an assorted group of Slytherins out to the centre. Lee stood importantly in the middle, smiling at Hermione, who was standing on the sidelines.

The Gryffindor team consisted of Harry, Ron, Ginny, Dean, Alicia, Angelina and Katie. The Slytherins were Draco, Blaise, Pansy, Crabbe, Goyle, Millicent Bulstrode and a seventh year that none of them knew.

"Nice clean game, everyone, and remember: this is only a friendly." With that said, he motioned for everyone to mount their brooms. Hovering above the crate, he kicked it open, releasing the balls, and blew his whistle.

"And it's Weasley with the Quaffle!" started Lee, commentating as he watched. "And now Bell, she passes the Slytherin Beaters, and now it's just the Keeper. And Zabini saves! The quaffle is taken by Parkinson. No sign of the Snitch yet, and, look at Potter go!"

Harry had just gone into a dive, and Hermione, on the sidelines, put her hand to her mouth in shock. There was no sign of the snitch. Just what was he doing?

Draco saw Harry dive, and, predictably, followed. He levelled with Harry, and at the last minute, Harry pulled up. Draco crashed into the ground. Hermione screamed in horror.

Lee blew the whistle. "And that's a Wronsky Feint from Potter, taking the opportunity to search for the snitch with no distractions!" Sure enough, as Draco got up and re-mounted, Harry was circling the game, searching.

"Show-off," muttered Hermione, watching Draco fly back up with concern.

'Why are you watching him? He ruined your chances of dating, he's trying to ruin your life. Look away, 'Mione. look away NOW.'

Obediently, her eyes followed Lee. She didn't really feel anything for him. She was flattered with his attention, but he didn't make her feel the way she thought love should feel.

Nobody did, really. Ron had made her tingle, but it turned out to be a fever. No one boy in the school made her feel a burning desire in her stomach, made her flush at the thought of him, made her feel love.

Well, one did. But he was never going to know how she felt.

She watched the game thoughtfully. Something was odd. Crabbe and Goyle were hitting the Bludgers with more purpose than they usually moved, and they were aiming for someone. At this distance, she couldn't see who.

Her eyes drifted across the other players and then further up, to the sky. She smiled as clouds formed shapes before her eyes.

A scream broke her thoughts.

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In the new club in Hogsmeade, Hermione stared into her butterbeer angrily. Lee sat opposite her, a fading bruise on his cheek.

"Don't be mad Hermione." Lee swigged his drink. "You get injured playing Quidditch. Nothing wrong with it."

"Yes, there is." Hermione shook her head. She was out in Hogsmeade, with someone who, although not right for her, was willing to please and very attractive.

"Come on." She got to her feet and dragged him to the dancefloor. "Let's dance."

Lee eagerly followed, and they soon cleared a small space with their exquisite dancing. Hermione wasn't sure where she learned to dance like this, but it was excellent at getting attention.

Someone else was also turning heads, and as the song changed, several girls started to whisper thoughtfully about a certain boy.

I never thought I'd change my opinion gain

But you moved me in a way that I've never known

You moved me in a way that I've never known

Lee was snatched away from her by a group of girls, and they started dancing, not together, just in general.

Someone spun her around and Hermione started moving through the crowds, determined to find out what was going on.

But straight away you moved into position again

You abused me in a way that I've never known

You abused me in a way that I've never known

She pushed through the crowd of bodies, pressed against each other, and fought tears. This was supposed to be her date, and it had been ruined.

Maybe there was someone here who could make it all better.

She snatched a butterbeer from someone who was engrossed in other activities and drunk it. It was her fifth of the night, and the room had started spinning in a whirl of technicolour activity.

So break me, shake me, hate me take me over

When the madness stops, then you will be alone

Just break me, shake me, hate me take me over

When the madness stops, then you will be alone

Alone. She bit back a sob. The song was so right. How did the music know what she was thinking, how she felt?

She reached the bar and ordered another butterbeer. She may not be able to dance or date, but she could damn well drink.

The butterbeer was a new strain, with more alcohol and a dash of magic. It made Hermione's head feel foggy, and made her confidence increase greatly.

'If I'm going to forget in the morning, let's make it a night to remember,' she thought, searching for someone to help wipe her tears. Her eyes caught a flash of blonde hair, and she smiled.

So you're the kind that deals with the games in the mind

You confused me in a way that I've never known

You confused me in a way that I've never known

"Hello stranger," she cooed, reaching the blonde boy. He turned, and stopped.

"Granger? What's wrong with you?"

Draco stared as Hermione watching him, pouting.

"You're with a lady friend and not me?" she asked, a slight thickness to her voice. Turning to Draco's date, she growled.

"Shove off and get away from my fiancé." She pushed the girl out of Draco's arms and took her place.

Draco stared again, this time in shock. 'Is she drunk, or is she serious?'

So break me, shake me, hate me take me over

When the madness stops, then you will be alone

Just break me, shake me, hate me take me over

When the madness stops, then you will be alone

"So you're allowed to date, and I'm not?" Hermione put her hands in Draco's and started dancing. He followed her movements, a smirk spreading across his face.

"I don't think that's fair," commented Hermione, looking up innocently. "You are supposed to marry me. Not flirt with every available piece of leg."

"Hermione, are you thinking straight? How many drinks have you had?"

Hermione held up her hand and counted. "One, two, three, four, five, six!" She smiled triumphantly.

"You do know that you won't remember a thing in the morning?"

"Yeah!" she beamed happily. "I want to stay with you, so I won't remember it!"

She says "I can help you, but what do you say?

But it's not free baby, you'll have to pay"

You just keep me contemplating,

that your soul is slowly fading

Draco stared at her. Her words cut deep into his heart. 'She doesn't want to remember her time with me?'

"Draco, come dance!" She waved his hands around, laughing hysterically, her depression gone.

God don't you know that I live with a ton of regret?

'Cause I used to move you in a way that you've never known

But then I accused you in a way that I've never known

But you hurt me in a way that I've never known

"Hermione, I can't dance."

"Why not?"

"Because you don't want to be with me! You hate me! The thought of being married to me disgusts you!" Draco spat angrily. He would never forgive her for this.

"But I don't hate you."

"What?" Draco stared into Hermione's curious eyes, and watched as she brushed a blue tendril of hair away from her shoulder.

"I don't hate you."

Break me, shake me, hate me take me over

When the madness stops then you will be alone

So won't you break me, shake me, hate me take me over

When the madness stops, then you will be alone

"Why don't you hate me? This is me, the ferret, remember?"

"I remember Draco." Hermione staggered and fell against him, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Alright, you're drunk. Let's get you back to the school and I'll take you to the Hospital Wing." Draco tried to get her off him, but she didn't move. He decided that she was going to go back to the castle, and scooped her up, carrying the drunken girl determinedly through Hogsmeade and up to the castle.

"I'm not going, no, I don't want to," wailed Hermione. "I want to be with you tonight, I want to because Lee doesn't love me and he's gone and he went off with a piece of ass and Idon'twantyoutogoandmakemeupsetandleavemeallalonetodieonmyownpleasepleasepleaseSTAY"

Draco stared at her as she slurred the words and rushed to get them out. "Why do you want me to stay so much?"

Listen baby

You'll be, you'll be alone

"That's easy," she giggled, swinging her arms joyously and smacking Draco in the face. "I love you!" she sang.

Break me shake me hate me take me make me

Fake me break me shake me hate me take me

Break me

His heart broke. The very words he had wanted her to say, and she said them in a drunken stupor. He would never know if she would remember them, or if she would even remember him.

Why was the world so cruel to him? Was a Malfoy allowed to love? He sighed and bit his lip, as Hermione climbed out of his arms and started spinning wildly, only stopping when she fell over in the Entrance Hall.

"Let's get you to Madam Pomfrey," he said reluctantly, taking her arm and guiding her up the stairs. All the while, he kept chanting a private mantra.

'Please remember in the morning, please remember in the morning.'

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Aww! I decided I'm too cruel to Draco. He needs to get some action and soon. *starts re-writing plans* Well, I'm off to finish packing. Will say thanks and then bye!

islandgirl4 – Harry/Ginny is one of my fave ships! I'm glad I'm not alone!

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Morgana Wenlock – Thank you so much ^_^ The Elementals thing was just a spur of the moment, 'Why-not-write-a-fanfic' thing. And as for keeping Draco in character – this chapter might have screwed that up. Am trying to show different sides, but its hard when in canon he only has the spiteful side.

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There are apparently two more reviews, but ff.net won't let me see them yet. As I want to upload this before I go away, I'll thank you next time ^_^ Bye for a week or so!