Okay….sorry for not updating in a while…I had tests to study for and places to go…so sorry, like desperately….

I'm a horrid person!

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I hope you like this chapter, I kind of added a new twist:

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                   Oh my God.

          That was my first thought when I woke up to find myself laying next to Draco. Who was naked. Against me. Who was naked. A thousand thoughts flurried through my mind. Then I remembered the night before. Ewl. Bad mental images.

          Gotcha!

          What, you think I was that desperate for sex? I have morals too! I'm still a virgin, yes, but I'm awaiting marriage for losing it.

          But what really happened with Draco? Let me tell you. I think we would've reached making love if it wasn't for that sneeze. Or the sneezes. Oh yes. I ruined it completely by sneezing. And I sneezed something small....

*flashback*

          We entered his room and starting to kiss feverishly, it was scaring myself. But then, I had this tingly sensation in my throat. I thought I just needed to get my mouth off of his and breathe for air. It wasn't that. As soon as I unglued my mouth from his –

                   "Ah-ah-achhoo!"

          What did Draco do? He stared at me, as if he couldn't believe that I had just sneezed.

                   "Achoo! Ah-ah-ah-"

          He asked me:

                   "Achoo?"

          And I sneezed after:

                   "Acchoo!"

*end*

          Oh yeah. It was frightful. He asked me if I was ok later, and I answered with a sneeze. No, I wasn't sick or anything. I think that my body was sending me warning signals about doing it with Draco. And it succeeded, because the mood was killed and all he could do was conjure a muggle inhaler. And I, afterwards, realized how thankful I was for that one sneeze. If it didn't come out, I would've ended up doing something I would regret.

          Let me rephrase, regret a lot.

          So here I am, at The Three Broomsticks, sipping a butterbeer, and reflecting on these past events. I can't even bring myself to tell Ginny, much less Harry or Ron. Sure, Harry seems to approve of me building a healthy (ok, if it was rated on that, I'd never die) relationship, but what about the Weasleys? I'm just sure that they'd love me even working with Draco, seemingly because his father was so nice to them. How would the world approve of my relationship with him? I am his personal assistant, but I almost screwed him! You can't do that with your boss!

          But then again, you can't live with him either. It's just not right. Or walk half naked into his room. Or-

          Forget it. I've already done too many things that I shouldn'tve done. It's a hopeless case. And, I might even feel something for Draco. But I don't know what it is.

          All I know is this:

          Whenever I see him, my heart kind of beats faster. But then, whenever he seems to enjoy another woman's company more than mine, my heart sinks. It gets depressed and addicted on drugs.

          But yet, I don't think it's love. I think love was Seamus. But then again, that was all wrong and-

                   "Excuse me, Miss Granger?"

          I look up to see the lady who interrupted my confused thoughts. She had long black hair and grey eyes. I think I recognized her from somewhere, but I don't know where…

                   "Yes?"

                   "You may not remember me, but I'm Elizabeth Turpinfreed, I used to be Mr. Malfoy's personal assistant before you."

          Ohhh, it's all coming back to me now.

                   "Ah, yes, er…nice to meet you?"

                   "Nice to meet you too. I know you may be wondering why I'm even talking to you," she paused, "but I have come to warn you."

          Ok, I'm in my paranoid freak mode.

                   "What type of warning, huh? Why would you want to warn me, huh?"

          She looked at me with a completely serious look.

                   "I have come to warn you about Draco Malfoy, your employer."

          Alright, now, this was getting completely bizarre and delusional.

                   "Uh, why? What'd he do?"

                   "You see, you and I are not the only personal assistant he had. There are many other vulnerable women who submitted to his will, and got seduced by him. After he had sex with you a couple of times, he fired you and got a new toy to play with. I was once under his charms. But now, I'm warning all other women about him. He deserves to DIE and BURN in hell!"

          Alright, she was freaking me out. When she said that last sentence, she clawed at the napkin she was holding and ripped it into pieces. But I wasn't too sure that she was telling me the truth.

                   "How can I be so sure that you're telling me the truth? You haven't got any proof?"

          At this, she smiled at me, and produced a paper.

                   "All women who are under his charms never believe the truth. That's why I always carry this paper, because it holds all key information to prove to you that he is just a womanizer. Look for yourself if you don't believe me."

          Okie. If she wanted me to look, I would. Let's see. I looked at the paper, which was comprised of columns with many women's names, the date they were hired, then the date they were fired. It was a patter, because the women seemed to have lasted only a couple of months. Now, I don't think that 29 women can be ditzy together. So maybe this lady had a point.

          Not.

                   "I don't see the point in this paper. It just has useless information."

          Her everlasting smile widened.

                   "Ahh, I thought you were clever enough to understand. You haven't flipped the paper. Look at it."

          Yeah, like my curiosity wouldn't let me flip the paper.

          I looked at it and it seemed to be a statement. I quickly read through. It was about how they were warning other women blah blah Draco Malfoy seduced them blah blah Women Unite blah blah.

          Then I looked at the signatures. There were exactly 29, I counted. Wow. Maybe this Elizabeth was telling the truth. Maybe she-

                   "I really hope you understand. I hope that you will not disappoint us and fall for him. He is not worth your time. I think you should resign and put an end to his lustations."

          Lustations? Was that even a word? But I couldn't have this doubt arise within me. Hey, who was I kidding? I knew Draco longer than this woman, and I think that I would know if he was a horny womanizer just looking for sex through his female personal assistants. Wait a minute! I almost had sex with him. He put a potion in my beloved coffee to make me like him. He gave me expensive jewels to make me get closer to him. He made me sign a contract to get me to live with him. He made-

          Oh my god! This list could go on forever! And I highly doubt that he would do all this just because he loved me. No, this lady was right.

          I spoke:

                   "Maybe, just maybe you are right. I will think about it."

                   "It's good to know that you are a sensible woman."

                   "Psht- I've never been sensible, but maybe it's a start."

                   "Maybe."

          An uncomfortable silence enveloped. And since I had things to do – I decided to take my leave. I bid her goodbye, worried thoughts in my head.

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          As Hermione Granger left, the other woman took out her wand and muttered a spell. Instantly, she became tall and slim, with blonde hair and blue eyes. She took out an evil laugh.

                   "That mudblood will never get my Drakkie."

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oooh! I've finally gotten the suspense part out. I'm so bad at it.

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