It Can't Feel This Way

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the character and stuff related. Sadly. Well at least I can make up my own ideas.

Summary: Hermione Granger spent her sixth year at Hogwarts with the prettiest girl ever to walk the halls, Sarah Frost, and the two were the best of friends. Now back as a seventh year, head girl, sharing room with head boy, she was on top. Along with her best friend of course, but they are both in for the biggest surprise yet. HGDM.

A/N: I give Harry Potter the sexxiest spin ever with my beauty characters. They screw with you hardcore. Believe me, it'll be good, I write to get out life and dreams, and I dreamt of making a good one.

Mt. Frosty & its peaks

The for the past year foursome laughed and reminisced on their past year, of all their great memories, made better by the pretty little thing sprawled out half asleep upon Ronald Weasley.

The rain was light, unlike the years before where it poured upon the windows begging to enter, but never getting its undying wish. Ron stroked Sarah's caramel colored hair as she drifted merrily off to sleep in his lap, a smile upon both their faces.

"You two are so cute, how long have you been dating for?" Hermione giggled as Sarah drowsily rose up 10 fingers indicating 10 months.

"Don't keep her up, you really must hear her when she sleeps, it's the most adorable thing ever. She makes the cutest noises, like a puppy or something of the sort." Ron continued to look down at Sarah who now was lazily off in a misty sleep.

"Believe me Ron, we all have heard her asleep, you say it like you are the only one to notice it," Harry mumbled from behind a book he was pretending to read.

"Yeah, how do you know what she sounds like when she is asleep?" Ron asked protectively.

"Ron, she spent at least 5 or 6 nights in our room every week since you two hit your one month anniversary. Don't fucking freak out on me mate," Harry looked up from the book to see Ron roll his eyes and begin in a deep conversation with Hermione, lasting the rest of the ride.

The feast had long before begun, but now Sarah had just begun to munch on some bread as her sweet, little emerald eyes lined with gold lurking about, watching all the students eat before her.

"I love you," Ron said as he wrapped an arm around her waist taking her from her thoughts.

"I love you too sweety," she smiled, pecking him on the cheek before resting her head on his shoulder as he talked to Hermione, Harry just sitting in silence before her. "Pitty-Pot, why are you so silent Hun?"

Harry shook his head clear and looked past her, "Eh."

"Harry!"

"I don't feel, right." His eyes were fixated on the Slytherin table, and they had been the entire time

"Oh, you poor dear, I am so sorry to hear that, now maybe you'd feel better if you didn't let what he said get to you," her gold lining shimmered as Harry thought of how she had known in a second what was on his mind. "Remember Harry, 'Mione has the brains, and I got the skills."

Hermione parted with the three, Ronny and Sarah giggling, Ron poking at her but as she ran off shouting good bye and that she loved her. The halls seemed so pathetic and boring when ever Sarah wasn't there to laugh them up and make something of them.

The stone halls seemed so unwelcoming but as soon as she came to the white silk tapestry she felt warm inside, quickly she pulled it back and said the password to the man and woman sitting on a rock, giggling with each other at her passing.

The common room to the special Head Boy Head Girl room was gorgeous. Its white walls were bright with a fun feeling to them, as all the things in the room, circled around the large glass coffee table. Four black leather chairs surrounded it, as they did before the fire place, taking up the whole lower half of the wall before her.

Happy to being spending her last year there, she ran into her new room, it was Gryffindor themed of course and was over done, but she had not a care in the world, since it was fabulous. She just lay on her bed, falling asleep fully clothed not even getting to know who she shared a dorm with.

Sarah rolled out of bed, lumping onto the sneakers she had bought Ron for the pure love of giving him joy, a pair of navy and white off the wall vans, her favorite guys shoe. Rubbing her eyes nearly blinded from the glow of her bracelet in the sun pouring in from where the blinds had been torn from, Neville having been so rude to not let them all sleep in on a Saturday. "Nev, I will get you for this."

All though she may not have sounded very threatening, she did get him to apologize two times before she had enough energy to gather to her feet in the realization of being in a pair of Ron's boxers, the white ones with blue stars upon them, and her navy blue D bra. A hoot and a whistle gave her that realization as she proceeded over to the full length mirror besides Harry's bed. "Shut up Seamus, I am sure Ron would have you by the throat if he heard that."

"He is too worked out from last night to even lift a finger, let alone both hands, you two were going at it forever all night," Seamus shouted, stand next to his own bed, scratching his open to the world stomach.

"Dear God, we forgot." Sarah smacked her forehead as Seamus continued to laugh at the matter.

"Yeah you did and I think when all four of us came in last night, you guys were going at it like mad and Harry and Neville were asleep but me and Dean took forever you two were loud as fuck."

"Fuck off hair boy," Sarah laughed as she pushed aside Harry's curtain and let the sun and smacked him on the bum to wake him up, whish worked at once for an eye popped open at that exact moment. "Hey baby, it's me Blaise!"

"Fuck you Sarah, don't mess with me this early or else!" Harry said, putting his white puffy pillow over his head in hopes over her leaving, as stupid as he was.

"Yeah right," she said putting her legs over his bum as he rolled over, his back to her.

"RON! YOUR WOMAN IS IN MY BED WITH ME! AND SHE HAS NO TOP ON! MIGHT I SAY SHE HAS SOME BIG ASS BOOBIES!" Harry smiled in delight as he heard Ron's familiar voice screech what.

Sarah stuck her middle finger up before swing her legs back over him and leaping out from the bed, whipping her face and smiling at Ron, "Yeah Harry, great time babe see ya again soon."

"Sarah," he said dully, laying back, his red hair all muffled the cute way she liked it.

"Ohh babe, come on you look so cute when you wake up, don't you dare frown on me," she purred before crawling back into the bed, kneeling over his body, his arms bent behind his head as he looked up at her figure. She dropped down and kissed him passionately before lying besides him, his arm swung over her slim waste as she played with his hair till the both of them fell asleep like that, Harry pulling out a camera and catching it on film.

"It's a Saturday all ready and of course of all us Ron got laid first. Not fair, but it wasn't by some house slut, but the hottest girl to hit here. Why did he get her?" Seamus asked as himself, Dean, Harry, and Neville proceed into the Great Hall to be greeted happily by Hermione.

"They fucked all ready Hermione," Harry said as she tucked into her meal.

"I didn't need to know of my best friend's sexual life. I still don't know who I share a room with, what if its Travis Day, he is such an attractive boy, I'd die if it where him."

"Or if it was Draco Malfoy," Dean added, causing her to blush immediately.

"Fuck you!" Hermione spat coldly as the four boys burst into laughter, causing her to name all their crushes keeping them in toe as well.

An hour later just as they all made their way into their room, Hermione along behind they managed to see Ron stretching on his beside, only to be kicked off by a lump in the bed.

"Uh, I don't want to wake up. Come back to bed," the lump cried, rolling over in the bed.

"I am starved," Ron said, squirming to his feet, walking over to the full length mirror to see his hair all messed up, lip stick on his chest, and his boxers hung just under the top of his pelvic bone.

"The house elves." She pointed out before rolling herself out of bed once more and onto her own shoes. Rubbing the arm she landed on, Sarah walked over next to Ron and looker at herself in the mirror. She was nearly 6 inches shorter than Ron.

"Cute boxers Sarah," Hermione said, taking place on Seamus' bed as everyone gathered around the middle of the room, sitting on the chairs at the middle that surrounded the coffee table.

"I know they are, I always tell him that, they are one of my favorites, but the ones with muggle cartoons and seriously cuter."

"All right, since you seemed too tired to, ill go get us something from the house elves to eat up here, since in all it is Saturday." Ron looked around for a pair of pants and a shirt before kissing Sarah and leaving.

"You act like a bloody married couple you and him," Harry said as she lay back into the bed, already starting to drift off to sleep.

"That's just cause we are the cutest together, since he's cute and I'm cute!"

The muddy, wet grass was the best place for snogging in the rain, all you'd have to do was ask Sarah and Ron, of course after the stopped, which is Hermione calculations were correct, which they always were, that'd be in an hour. The two usually snogged for the longest periods, rolling about as everyone just sat and talked around them, occasionally for Seamus he'd take a peak up the skirt of Ms. Frost.

"How long before they will be able to speak?" Harry asked, wanting to get on with his Qudditch conversation with Ron in the next century.

"We can speak perfectly Harry," Sarah said, fixing her blouse and hair before going up and sitting next to Hermione on the marble bench next to the maze. "Now, you boys have fun talking, me and 'Mione are going to se if Travis got Head Boy, he is such a sweetheart."

"Hey," Ron said angrily, leaning back on his arms.

"Shut up whiny."

After hoping down, she sat on his lap, kissed him deeply, messed up his hair, and left with Hermione towards her dorm.

The dorm was silent at their entrance, but they knew he was there, his shoes were outside his door and Sarah could feel his presence as she made her way across the common room, touching the tapestry hanging from the walls as she moved about, noticing the guys touch to the room, the messed up books, crumbs on the floor along with some ladies lingerie. Ladies lingerie! "He has a girl in here!"

"UGH! On the second day," Hermione squealed, shuttering at the thought.

"What is it wrong to get some, me and Ron fucked last night, and are going to again tonight, we do every night, since I cant remember when, I mean I sleep with him always," Sarah said smiling at her best friend as she looked upon her wide eyed, not extremely interested in her and her boyfriend's, her other best friend, sex life.

"But you two are the best couple ever, any way Travis has no girlfriend," Hermione pointed out, kicking the underwear to the side, soon after realizing they had started into their fun before they had gotten into the room, and at once touched nothing in the room as if all could kill her.

"Virgin," Sarah laughed.

"What?" Hermione snapped, her eyes beckoning forward as she rested her hands on her hips.

"Oh nothing, Mother Teresa, its not like when you were in Ron's house this summer half of their stuff wasn't touched but at least one naked bum or fucked upon, now really. I know every time the family was out, we both had lost more fun than you could or would want to know." A chuckled escaped Hermione's lips as Sarah rolled her eyes.

"What makes you think I am still a virgin?"

"Oh, does the words tight vaginaring any bells; no person who had sex would be that up tight more than half the time, seriously any way you'd have said something about sex when ever I talk about it."

"Just cause I am not open doesn't mean I haven't had my fun," Hermione smirked evilly at Sarah.

"Spill. Who was it?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Yes I would, now tell me please!"

"Tell me how many people you had, in our school, before Ro, and I will tell you who it was."

"Ok, you vice hoe. There was Seamus, he was fucking fun. Harry, he was damn hott. Dean, he was orgasmic. Orgy with them all. Uhm, Blaise Zabini, he is fun, kinky as shit. Draco Malfoy, he is someone I went back to a few more times, we were dating for a month and a half, but we broke it off, and I went to him after any other hook up before Ron. There were at least six Huffle Puffs at a party. Then Ron, and believe me he is the best I have had since Draco."

"You rang? Oh, Sarah, babe, you in my room, now all we need is you naked and it be my dream come true sweet thang," Draco purred wrapping his arm around her waist."

"Drakey, I told you, I have a boyfriend, now I love him and I cant fuck you any more, but I see you got over that," she nodded her head towards the knickers laying upon the floor.

"Emptied my trunk to find them, no girl here, except you, so are you head girl?" He had yet to notice Hermione lurking by her door.

"No you dumb blond," she quickly hugged him and pecked him on the cheek, "Now I remember why I loved you, your just a good for everything goofball. I think you and 'Mione will through some killer parties here, you will of course. For muah?"

"Hermione is Head Girl?" Draco asked looking back to see her smiling face quickly frown at him.

"As long as your calling my girl by her first name, maybe you both can learn to love each other, there is no reason not to, fuck the past years before me!"

"Well, if she doesn't act like a ridiculous rule maker and study bitch, than I guess that sounds reasonable."

"If you won't be such a stuck-up prick, but what about Ron and Harry?"

"Harry would do anything to get into the pants of the boys best friend, of course anything for me too, so it doesn't matter for him. And I fuck Ron nightly, ill say it during then."

"Harry likes Blaise. Isn't that cute, Potter's got a man crush. Lucky him, the boy has a fond patch for him, ill put in a good word, at least Harry wont fetch around with any woman I wanted, all thought the number one is already taken up by red," Draco said, pouting his lower lip, causing Sarah to playfully smack him.

"Harry likes Blaise? I know he is gay, but stupid? Come on Sara?"

"Gosh 'Mione, its obvious plus I snuck it out of him last night after Ron passed out at my side, I snuck into his bed after a shower and talked for two hours, why he looks so tired now, and believe me I told him all about my Blaise and they will be going out in a matter of no time. I work my magic everywhere."

"I am sure Ronny likes you in other guy's beds when he's sleeping," Hermione said miffed that she hadn't know of his crush first, having befriended him 5 years previous to Sarah's coming to school.

"He does! Merlin, get in now Sarah, I need some real sex, I haven't had it since you, you're the best they have got going!" Draco said, grabbing hold of Sarah's arm and pulling her onto the chair.

"You two are such losers, Harry's his best mate, I don't think he'd care if it was for the better of Harry's life, any way he and I both know our Harry is a gay baby boy."

"Fuck you," Hermione pouted as Sarah proceeded around the room now standing in between the two used to be enemies.

"As long as you two are getting along so well, I don't see any reason that this wont be the best place for parties this year, I can see it now," and with the flick of her wand the entire wall before them disappeared and become like a movie screen, playing a film before them. On the screen you could see obviously what was the head house dorm and all the students drunk and partying like they were on death row. In the corner there was Ron sitting tick off as Sarah was no where to be found and beside him, basically on his feet on the little blanket was Hermione and Draco snogging each other as though they were cannibals that hadn't been fed in weeks. The film flashed before them, vanishing away at the next swish of the beauty's wand.

"Sarah?" Hermione was stumped. How is it that she is the best in her class yet she can't do what her best friend just had?

"Its something I picked up in Reno when I was ten, mum thinks I was nuts for learning un educated magic, but I find it some pure fun I'd like to have whenever I need it. It's real simple though, not a big thing if you asked me."

"Then why don't we learn it here?" Draco asked looking equally as stumped as well.

"Not on the curriculum, any way its nothing you need unless you planned on being a fortune teller, that you can take an easy two step class for a week and learn everything there is to know, I went to one with mum two summers ago in France. That's when I got the wand, its the prettiest one out their, my grand mama gave it to me there, she is full Veela and so was her mum who, and it is hand made of Veela hair, safely taken care of so it will never decay."

"That makes you part Veela," Draco said as if it wasn't the most obvious thing in the world at the moment and only he saw the way of light.

"Gosh, am I really" Her words caused his cheeks to flare red and he muttered something under his breathe and left the two girls to giggle by themselves at the couch as Sarah once more flickered her wand casting a large screen across they wall accessing her favorite TV show, Degrassi.