A/N: This is our first time writing an R-rated story, so please read and review! Thanks! This story is written by 2 authors, infinity-92, that's me and frozenforever. Well, frozenforever is banned from playing computer so I think she left the story with me! I'm doing chapter 3...

Summary: Hermione and Draco fell in love, but then they broke up during the summer. They started competing each other by thinking of despicable ideas and making each other jealous...

Disclaimer: I do not own any Harry Potter stuff

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Chapter 3 - Shocking

"Who is that?" Draco asked one of the house elves.

"It's Mr Weasey and Mr Potter." It replied, looking respectful at Malfoy.

Hermione gasped, "What shall we do now? They are going to get me!!!" She was feeling terrified. Draco looked anxiously at the gate.

Ron as if wanted to knock the gate down, "Open this gate now, you bloody asshole! He shouted, while Harry tried to cover Ron's mouth, struggling.

Malfoy cursed Ron. Calmly, he said, "Go and put make up now. Make yourself as beautiful as possible as if you are someone else! The make up kit is in the dressing room, go up the stairs, turn left, turn right, turn left and turn left again, turn right, the sixth room on your right." Hermione nodded slowly and muttered, "This is the disadvantage of staying in a 'too huge for you' house..."

Hermione followed Malfoy's instructions and lost her bloody way! "Help! Anyone there? This is like a hotel, man." She said and sat down on the floor, waiting for someone to rescue her. Minutes passed, no one came. Hermione screamed as loud as possible, waiting.

"Miss, please follow me to the dressing room. Master knows you will get lost and ordered me to lead the way, please." The female house elf came out of nowhere and bowed. Hermione furrowed her eyebrows, "bustard."

The house elf led the way and they stopped at the dressing room. "Must I change my clothes? I um, I'm wearing a SHIRT only." Hermione asked politely.

"No! No change! Master says he wants to make this a real pretence, like... like sleeping together..." The house elf giggled and slapped herself. Hermione stopped her and smiled, "I think I can manage on my own, off you go."

"No! Master says cannot go or else he will skin me!!!!!!" The house elf cried pathetically and slapped her self again. "Slavery..." Hermione muttered and went inside the room.

"Oh my merlin! This is even BIGGER than Malfoy's bedroom!" Hermione yelled excitedly. The latest male and female fashion clothes, accessories, hats... makeup stuff, over a hundred colour and branded eye shadow, lip stick, nail polish, DIY hair salon etc.

Hermione squealed. She put on a lot of shiny pink lipstick, silver eye shadow, straightened her hair by magic and dyed her hair dirty blonde. "Fabulous! Ron would not even notice who I am!" Hermione squealed. She folded her shirt to the length of a little above the upper thigh and can see a bit of her bottoms. "Sexy." She whispered and carefully walked out of the door as she was not used to let everyone see her bottoms, especially Malfoy.

Hermione followed the house elf back to the living room to meet Malfoy.

"Is this okay?" Hermione asked. Malfoy was reading a book as Ron and Harry were dehydrated by the sun. "Yes, fine. Open the door." He called to the house elves as Draco looked at the ravishing Hermione, trying not to sound that she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

"Malfoy! You need to take half an hour just to open a bloody gate!" Ron yelled aas he came into the huge and cold living room. He looked at Hermione. "Er, who's that, Malfoy..." He asked dreamily. Hermione said coolly, "Yes, I am er... Emma Watson. Nice to see you, Mr Weasley, Mr Potter." Hermione said politely.

"Stop drooling, Potty, Weasel, she is mine. I told you it was not Granger moaning in the background during the phone conversation. I think you should go check with Blaise Zabini." Malfoy said and went to 'Emma' and put his arm around her waist, caressing her bottoms. Hermione winced and stepped on Malfoy's foot.

"Nice to see you, Miss Watson." Harry deliberately bended down to kiss Hermione's hand. Ron stared and smiled weakly at 'Emma'.

"Enough of this rubbish. You may leave." Malfoy said coldly.

"You don't need to order us around, Malfoy! Your father deserved what he got, death. Serving Voldemort as a death eater, serve him right." Ron shouted. Malfoy pulled out his wand.

"No! Malfoy!" Hermione shrieked.

"Hermione? Are you Hermione?" Ron asked, not believing himself, recognising Hermione's voice. Harry watched blankly.

Hermione cried. "Expelliarmus!" Draco muttered and hit Ron and Harry. "Get out of my house! She is not Granger!" Draco bellowed.

Hermione looked around desperately and slowly kneeled down and begged Malfoy, revealing her full bottoms. "Please... Draco... Stop..." Hermione said softly. "I'm so sorry..." She looked at Ron and Harry.

Harry and Ron were on the floor and standing up, looking furiously at Hermione and Malfoy. "How dare you, Hermione, sleep with our enemy..." Harry said, panting. They pulled out their wands too.

"Malfoy, stop it, please. And Ron, Harry." Hermione begged.

"You are forcing me, Granger. You two give me your wands or else I will kill her." Draco lied.

Ron and Harry quickly tossed their wands to Malfoy's front.

"Be my girlfriend for a month and I will not torture them." Malfoy said softly, smirking.

Harry and Ron looked horrified. "No! Hermione, you are my girlfriend! How dare you, Malfoy! Set your own condition!" Ron yelled.

Hermione looked apologetically at Ron and Harry. For her friends, she was willing to do anything. 'I'm not scared of a mere Malfoy...' She thought and nodded her head, looking at that famous smirk of his...

A/N: This time, Malfoy is the baddie, hr is always the baddie.. Hehe... Malfoy of course did not want to kill Ron and Harry(illegal). Hermione did not bring her wand, so she could not hex anyone. Sorry as the chapters are getting shorter and shorter.Okay, that's all. Bye! infinity-92