Well I'm starting to think that my friends think my parents are nuts. Well their right. But hey what kind of writing inspiration would I have without them so in the spirit of all that is insane. I here by dedicate this chapter to my parents.... Just playing. I just wanted to take up some space on my paper. Problem's noooo. Issues... hell, yeah! Hope you enjoy the chapter.

Draco: aren't they the same thing?

Angelfire1589: what? Issues and problems?

Draco: ( nods )

Angelfire1589: no, problems can be solved. Issues can't.

Draco: God, you're messed up.

Angelfire1589: hell yeah!

Chapter 16: Rage sex rocks. When it's finished.

Draco's POV

I searched for that paper for God knows how long. I could never find it though. I finally came to the conclusion that my father took it. That wasn't completely bad though. It only meant that I had thing for poetry and was in love with a girl. It didn't say whom. It just said a girl. Then again it didn't even say that. For all I know my father could think I'm gay. And if he asked who it was for. I'd just lie.

It still worried me though. What if he went after Hermione anyway? I shook my head. I had to stop thinking in the negative so much. That's what got people hurt usually. I decided not to think about it anymore. I had bigger problems anyway.

Now that Hermione thought that I had no feelings for her whatsoever. She had gone back to they way she acted when we first actually talked to each other. I saw the next morning. And attempted to apologize, but she cut me off.

"Save it, Malfroy," she hissed. "I got to get to the main hall to see Harry and my boyfriend Ron." she emphasized on the 'boyfriend' part. I cringed inwardly. Damn, did that girl know how to get revenge. She was now going out with the one person I hated almost as much as potter.

"Hermione. We really should ta-" she put her hand up and slipped out the portrait hole without another word. I just growled in frustration. She was going to have to talk to me sooner or later. We had to put up decorations for the spring ball anyway. And there was no way she could avoid me then. The good part we had to do it alone cause the teachers had a meeting at that time. So there was no way to avoid me.

Regular POV

Draco was right. When it came to the day to decorate there was no for Hermione to get out of it. She tried everything that wouldn't seem suspicious to Ron and Harry. There was no way to get out of it. She was going to have to see Draco. But they never said she had to talk to him, and if it was necessary. It would only be strictly business. Other than that she'd ignore him. This wouldn't be so hard on her after all. In fact she thought it would be fairly easy...

Damn was she ever wrong about that.

Once she got there. The first thing she saw was Draco. It was almost like she had looked for him. But she hadn't. At least that's what she told herself. His back was turned to her so he didn't see her come in. she didn't bother speaking. But just go to work on the decorations. At a point she was so deep in thought. She didn't hear Draco come up behind her.

"I don't think that red and green should be together." he said. Causing Hermione to screech and jump like a rabbit. She turned around to glare at Draco.

"Thank you so much for that little fright there, Malfroy." she snapped then looked at the wall. "What do mean red and green shouldn't be together. Their meant to show unity, and green and red look perfectly fine together. They're used all the time together at Christmas so I don't see what you're talking about." I said.

"But you see that's the point. They're always used together at Christmas. This isn't Christmas. This is spring. So since red and green create a winter atmosphere. This is spring we're dealing with. Not winter. So therefore red and green should not be used together whatsoever." (As applause sounds in the background.) (A/N yeah I know. there I go with the court scene again. what can I say. I want to be a lawyer, and need some practice here and there.) He looked at her waiting for a reply. Hermione just sighed overly loud and mumbled a spell to change all the red to gold. So it would still show unity, but not look like Christmas as Draco had so well put it.

She then turned to look at Draco. Waiting for him to say something. He nodded his head. "Looks much better that way." he said.

"Yeah well, for a guy you sure do know a lot about decorations. You never know some could think you're gay." she said then went back to decorating. Slapping herself mentally for joking around with him. Draco just smiled quietly to himself. His plan was working out perfectly.

He started working on the ceiling. Put up chandeliers that he knew that she would hate and complain about. When she noticed them she nearly fell over.

"What the fuck!" she yelled. He choked down a laugh. For some reason that expression always made him laugh. "What are those!" he shrugged.

"I thought they looked nice." he said. Her jaw dropped. He had to be joking.

"I take it back. You know absolutely nothing about decorating whatsoever!" she yelled. She felt the same anger she had felt for him that night rising again. "Then again you nothing about anything about anything else either so it doesn't me as much as it should!" she screamed then cringed. She had let some of the things she had bottled up spill out.

He just raised an eyebrow. She caught on automatically to what he was doing. He had tricked her. She had done just what he had wanted her to do. "Never mind." she said quickly. Then changed the chandeliers to something that would fit the room. But the moment she turned her back he turned them back. So it didn't shock him in the least when he heard her scream the same three words he had early when he'd first done it. She came storming up behind him.

"You changed them didn't you?" she hissed. He shrugged. She growled in frustration. Just like he had done earlier. "You jackass!" she yelled. "Why are you doing this to me! You torture me enough each and every damned time I have to see you. Why do you just have to add on to my torment." he just looked at her. He hadn't expected her to say that. And he hadn't expected her to hold back on him either.

"Now that's not all you want to say to me is it." he purred. Knowing that she utterly hated it. She lifted her hand to hit him, but he just pushed it back down. "No, you don't want to hit me. You want to yell at me. So yell." she glared a quick glare. But hen turned away.

"I have nothing more to say to you. I've said to damn much as it is." she said pushing aside decorations aimlessly.

"But you know that there's much more to say. Isn't there." he said. He was going to keep nagging her until she let out her rage on him. She was breathing heavily now. Looking like she was going to kill him. "I'm right, aren't I?" he picked.

She couldn't take it any longer. She let her anger pour out. "Yes I have more to say! And a few questions too. Why did you lie to me!" she yelled at him. He looked her like she had lost it. "Don't look at me like that! I know that you have some sort of feeling for me. Or else you wouldn't have kissed me that day, and you wouldn't give a shit what happened to me!" he couldn't say anything. He just remained silent. "Oh that's perfect. The silent treatment. Well that only works on certain aspects of life. Not now! You think that being quiet is going to help me with any of my problems? Huh, do you?" he didn't say anything. He was becoming mesmerized by the sound of her voice. She groaned loudly. "God you're so fuc-" he cut her off with a long, hungry, passionate but mainly surprising kiss. When he broke off she just looked at him. In complete shock. Draco looked a little surprised as well at what he had just done. Then walked away.

Hermione just stood there, still. In shock still at what he had done. At how good that had just felt. It had been nothing like the other kiss. The sweet one. The quick and gentle one. She wanted more of what just happened.

She went over to Draco and pressed her lips to her roughly. Waiting for him to returning the passion she was showing him. It took him to realize what she'd done but when he did he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her closer. It was crazy but it was amazing. She jumped on him. Knocking them both to the floor.

Having a tongue war, still. She ripped open his shirt. Pushing it aside to feel his flesh. Now this was the kind of sex she wanted have out of the 7 sexes! Draco wasn't the least bit distracted by that. He was to busy pulling off her shirt. She grabbed it and yanked it over her head. Throwing it aside. Then sliding her tongue down his chest to his navel. Pausing only for a teasing moment at his trail. Then began to kiss her way down to his pants. Then started back up till she met his lips again. Wrestling with his tongue as she undid he pants.

Draco began to trace his hand down her spine. Causing her to shudder in delight. Working her skirt. He was almost there when it seemed like Hermione was getting father from him suddenly. Then he realized she was. She was being pulled off of him.

He sat up. Seeing his father looking at him with angered eyes. As Mione looked at him with mortified ones.

End chapter 16! Whew. Next chapter's going to be kind of, hmm. Hard to explain. Have to read and decide for yourself. And if anyone's wondering what the hell are these damned 7 sexes I keep talking about. Well we all know what sex is hopefully. But there are different kinds of sex. No, I'm not talking about anal oral and shit like that. I mean emotion caused sex. We all have it sooner or later. There are 7 of them, as you know.

Number 1 is joyful sex. This is wedding not sex as some call it. That's the ultimate sex to some. It's supposed to be amazing. Especially if you're a virgin when it happens. Number 2 in my opinion is the best though. That rage sex. As displayed in this chapter. At least person has to be really pissed off, but in love or really like the person they have sex with. Which in turn makes hott, rough, lustful, passionate, and crazy sex. (The best kind there is.) Skipping 3-5. I move on to six the worst kind of sex to ever have. Sorrow sex. As displayed in chapter 14. It sucks ass. Nothing good about it. Just sucky sex that is supposed to make you feel better but it never does. And 7 well this is the sex that people don't usually have. Payback sex. It's the sex you have when want to get someone else back. Which usually never ends up happening and the other person hates you as well as the person you had sex with.

Now note this I've never done any of this. My cousin taught me that. I just had a really crazy dream about rage sex with an ex-boyfriend. And damn it was GOOD! DAMN! Anyway. Hoped you liked the chapter. Can't wait for reviews. Much luv, bye-bye!