Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Draco Malfoy (but how I wish I did) Joann Kathleen Rowling does.

A/N: There is a drastic change in Hermione in this chapter. I'm sorry if it perturbs anyone.

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Draco blanched at her words. Granger was having the same dream as he. No, she couldn't possibly...or could she?

Draco thought through things a bit more. 'What if they know I'm listening?' No, they couldn't possibly know, for he had not made a sound. And, he never uttered a word of that dream to anyone, not even Pansy. What the hell was going on here.

He had a sudden urge to rush out and accuse them all of some crime they committed against him, but thought better of it. If they didn't know he was here, then giving away his position was not the best of ideas. No, he had to think about this.

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Hermione sat in Potions and for once, just totally didn't listen to a word being said. She glanced around the classroom. It was her last year at Hogwarts. A sad thing.

Snape asked a rather simple question and nobody knew the answer. It was pathetic. She was expected to graduate with these fools. 'Can't even answer a simple Potions question.' Just as Snape was about to give up, none other than the Great Slytherin Prince answered making it sound as though he had been disturbed from some important task to answer this question.

Hermione thought about that title for a while. It fit him well. He did indeed carry himself like royalty. And he was damn sexy. 'Wait, no he's not!' Hermione berated herself for this thinking, but she just couldn't stop thinking about how hot he was, so she stopped trying. If Pansy was in with Draco, she was a majorly lucky slytherin. Hermione rolled her eyes at herself. The thoughts she could have sometimes.

"Miss Granger?" Snape had called on her. She had no idea what he had been talking about. Uh-oh. She was getting near panic when she came to an earth shattering conclusion. She decided not to be know-it-all Hermione for once.

She leaned back in her chair, cocked her head to the side, looked Snape straight in the eye, and calmly said "I don't know." There was quite a shock within the Gryffindors, while the faces of the Slytherins all held a look of triumph. All but a few. Some were simply confused. Including Draco.

Snape merely raised an eybrow at her. He couldn't take points away for her not answering this one question.

'Why didn't she answer the question?' It was a simple one. He knew she knew the answer. In utter confusion, Draco gave up. 'She's a curious one, that chick is'

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Ron nudged Hermione on the shoulder. "Malfoy's starin' at you like you've got a horn coming out of your head."

Hermione glanced over to where Malfoy sat. He continued staring at her with confusion for a few moments, then, seeming to come out of his reverie, gave her his trademark sneer. Hermione stared for a moment then did the unthinkable.

Hermione gave him a wicked smile, and winked at him.

'Oh my gosh, I can't believe I DID that' Hermione sat in awe of what she had just done to Malfoy.

Suddenly a wicked grin to rival that of Malfoy broke out on her face for the second time that hour. Malfoy didn't scare her anymore. She was going to have fun this year.

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Draco was taken aback. She had given him the sexiest smile he'd ever seen. 'Eww,' he thought to himself 'she's a mudblood'. But that didn't stop him from appreciating her body.

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A/N: I know this chapter is rather short, but I just can't write any more right now. I mean, I already will have put out 3 chapters in one day, what more could you people want?

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