Attraction of the Opposites

Disclaimer: Doesn't belong to me. Duh. What did you think?

Summary: Opposites attract, right? Well Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger are just about as opposite as you can get, so the attraction must be pretty big. With a certain two opposites as Head Boy and Girl, this is bound to cause all kinds of problems, isn't it?

A/N I have officially moved review thankyous to the end authors note. They just get in the way of the story.

Damn Hormones!

Draco Malfoy was reading.

Or, at least, he was meant to be reading.

But nothing about the latest and greatest broom (The Firebolt 3000) had seeped into his brain.

He was thinking. About girls.

Of course, being a 17 year old boy with raging hormones, girls were never far from his thoughts. But still.

First of all, he was thinking about Pansy. Stupid whore. She had been going out with Draco for the last year. And then, she dumped him! What's worse, she dumped him for Blaise Zabini! It was just... unethical. And, she had been sleeping with Blaise for almost a full month before she broke up with him! Of course, Draco had occasionally slept with a couple of other girls, but that was okay. He was a Malfoy. And besides, it's not like they were married or anything. And Pansy hadn't even found out. So there was nothing wrong with what Draco had done.

But Pansy on the other hand...

Well, Draco told himself, She'll want me back soon enough, as soon as she realises that the fuckwit Zabini won't be nearly as good as me.

This was a very comforting thought, and he very much believed it, but, the thing was, Draco still missed girls. Not Pansy, just... girls. I mean, there's only so much a chap can do himself. He needed to find himself a girl, and soon.

He was suffering from female deprivation, and he knew it.

The other thing on his mind was, and he hated to admit it, but it was...

Granger.

He hadn't recognised her when she had first walked into the compartment. She was just wearing a plain white shirt and jeans, but they looked just as good, if not better, than one of the outfits Pansy or one of her friends would have worn. The top two buttons were undone, (Though, it didn't look like it was on purpose) allowing some cleavage to show. Draco had then realised that, contrary to what he thought, he didn't like huge boobs. Grangers were a good size, not too big, but just right to fit into his palm. Her jeans were nothing spectacular, but they looked spectacular on her. They hugged her quite well, showing that she actually had a pretty good ass. Her hair was straight-ish; it seemed she had learnt a good charm, or found a good product. (Tried to make that sound as un-Mary Jane as possible)

It had taken Draco a good couple of minutes to realise that he was basically drooling over Granger. The Mudblood. Best friend to Goody-Boy-Who-For-The-Good-Of-The-Universe-Shouldn't-Have-Lived-But-Did and Weasel, who, if it was possible, looked more freckly than ever now.

So he helped her with her trunk then settled back down and continued to 'read'.

But the tension in the air was so thick, Draco could barely take it. It took him a while to realise that there was a pair of cinnamon eyes boring into him. He looked up. As his eyes locked into Grangers, he could almost feel the electricity. He wanted to look away, but he couldn't. Finally, he looked back at his book again.

Now he was really scared.

He needed out. Now. So he stood up and headed for the door. Just as he was about to turn the handle to the door, something stopped him. He turned around and looked at Granger. She still had her nose buried in a book, where it had stayed since their eyes had locked. He thought about doing something, decided against it, and went outside.

He went to the bathroom, splashed his face, used the toilet then went back out.

Draco headed down the train, when a noise caught his attention. It was groans. Loud groans. Oh gods, he thought, please don't be...

He opened the door to his right.

There, on the floor, were Pansy and Blaise. Going at it like rabbits.

The sight made him sick to his stomach.

I mean, who in their right mind would do that on the train?

Even Draco Malfoy, sex addict, had to draw the line somewhere, and the school train compartment with glass windows seemed to be a pretty good place for that line.

Draco trudged back to the Heads compartment. He slowly turned the handle and stepped inside. Granger looked up.

'What's the matter?' she asked him, a questioning look playing across her face.

Draco considered it. Should he tell her? He had nothing to lose. But, did he really want anyone, let alone a Mudblood, seeing him so vulnerable? Well, she has already seen his face.

'On my way back from the toilets, I saw Parkinson and Zabini going at it in their compartment.'

'Ouch. Are you ok?' Granger almost looked... sympathetic? Nah, it isn't possible, he thought, not from a Gryffindor, not from Granger, who practically hated his guts.

Draco pulled himself together. 'Of course I'm ok. I don't need that stupid slut anyway. I'm fine!'

He sat back down on his seat. He reached for his magazine, but sat up again when he realise that Granger was still watching him. 'What do you want?' He snarled at her. He couldn't let her even have a slight idea of what he was thinking about her. He had to keep his guard up.

A hurt look appeared on her face. 'Malfoy, what is with you? One minute you're actually acting like a normal human being to me, the next your biting my head off! You need to sort out your priorities!'

Draco studied her face. She looked even more amazing right now than usual.

Screw keeping up his guard. He wanted her.

Now.

Damn hormones.

The next thing he knew, he was on top of her, kissing her with such a passion he had never kissed with before.

And then, just as suddenly, there was no more weight on him.

Damn it.

A/N Ok! This was a longer chapter, hope you liked it! And review, because, well, reviewing is fun! And I like getting reviews! 'Cos their fun! Yippee! Thanks to: laussica, gamegeek2 and Delly.

I may not continue this story, since it doesn't seem people really like it, and I only have 6 reviews, half of which were by the same person.