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Chapter 4: Sexual Tension

Hermione dressed quickly, excited for the first day of her classes. She couldn't believe that this was her last year at Hogwart's. It saddened her to know that in less than a year, she would no longer be a student in the castle.

She slowly opened the door out to the common room, hoping not to run into Draco. She closed the door to her bedroom slowly and scurried out of the tower. As much as she wanted to deny it, she couldn't get the vision of him in his boxer's out of her mind. She refused to admit that she had a small attraction to him. He had a big enough ego. She couldn't allow it to swell even larger.

As she made her way through the corridors, she spotted three familiar backs just ahead of her, "Hey, wait up."

The three forms stopped and smiled as Hermione met up with them. She made her way alongside Harry who put an arm around her, "Morning, how was your first night in your own private dormitory?" he smirked.

"Oh you wouldn't believe it! I actually have to share a tower with Malfoy," she rolled her eyes dramatically, "He is such a pompous ass."

"You two have to live together?" giggled Ginny.

"We share a common room. Thankfully, we have our own separate bedrooms and baths," sighed Hermione.

"That's not too bad," said Ron, "Besides, I still think you are over-reacting with this whole, 'I hate Malfoy' thing, you do remember him saving your life, right?"

"Ron, I am well aware of the service he performed for the Order, but saying he saved my life is a bit of an exaggeration, don't you think?" stated Hermione.

Harry, Ginny and Ron all shared weary looks, "Um, Herm-"

At that second a loud crash was heard just ahead of them, "Arggh, looks like some fifth years are already pranking the first years. I mean, really, it's just the first day. I will see you guys downstairs."

And at that, Hermione's walk turned into a small sprint as she made her way towards the group of students.

"Um, guys, I think Hermione's got a bit of memory loss," stuttered Ron.

"I think that is pretty obvious Ron," said Ginny.

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Draco was making his way towards the Slytherin table when he heard his name being called from behind, "Malfoy, come here please."

He turned to see Hermione dragging two fifth year Slytherins by the robes, both with amused looks on their faces, "What seems to be the problem, Miss Granger."

"These two thought it would be funny to stick dungbombs in several first years' school bags. I think you should take them to Professor Snape for a rightful punishment."

Draco smiled, "Why can't you take them, you are Head Girl. You have just as much right as I do."

Hermione rolled her eyes, "As much as I would like to, just to be certain there isn't any house biased being placed in rightful punishment, I feel, them being your protégés you should take some responsibility for it."

Draco stared at her, dumbfounded, "Excuse me, I need to take responsibility?" Draco folded his arms and sneered at her, "Enlighten me, why the hell should I do that?"

"They are in your house, Malfoy, they are your responsibility. You need to keep a better eye out," scolded Hermione. She had now released her captives and was pointing a threatening finger at Draco.

"What is your problem Granger, why are you so uptight," he looked at the two fifth years that were both enamored with the argument that was taking place in front of them. He looked back at Hermione and smirked, "Josh, Tim come with me to Professor Snape's office. As for you Miss Granger, I suggest you find a shagging partner soon, or you are likely to explode."

He gave her one finally glare and walked out of the Great Hall, being followed by the two fifth years whom were doing a poor job at hiding their laughter.

Hermione stared after him in rage, "And what the hell is that supposed to mean?" Draco did not turn around to respond. She looked back to see most of the hall looking at her, "Oh shove off, all of you," she walked quickly over to the Gryffindor table and plopped down between Lavender and Seamus, "What a git," she muttered to herself as she grabbed a piece of toast.

"Er, Hermione, are you-"

"Don't talk to me, Lavender," muttered Hermione as she spread jelly on her toast. She looked up to see Harry, Ron and Ginny staring at her in awe, "Would you three stop that," and she crammed the toast into her mouth.

"I would gladly be a shagging partner for you Hermione," whispered Seamus.

Everyone's eyes widened at his braveness and stupidity. Hermione slowly turned to him and smiled, "Don't flatter yourself Finnegan," laughed Hermione as she dropped the remains of her toast onto the plate in front of her. "I will see you guys in Potions."

She stood quickly and walked out of the Great Hall.

"Wow," said Lavender, "Is it just me, or does she want to jump Malfoy's bones?"

"What's that suppose to mean?" asked Ron

"Oh come off of it. Don't tell me you can't sense the sexual tension there? Ginny, you see it, right?" asked Lavender.

"I sure do," stated Ginny. Harry and Ron raised their brows at her, "Oh guys, it's so obvious."

"You guys are crazy, she despises him," exclaimed Ron, "That's obvious."

"Whatever," shrugged Ginny. She kissed Harry on the cheek and stood from her seat, "I better get to Herbology, I will see you guys at lunch."

"Let's get going guys, I would rather not hear Snape's bitching if we are late," moaned Harry.

They all made their way out of the Great Hall and down towards the dungeons. Harry and Ron were explaining to Lavender, Seamus and Dean their worry that Hermione may still have a bit of memory loss from the last night of the War.

"He saved her life and all she can do is treat him like the old Malfoy. I guess memory loss would be the only reasonable explanation."

"Someone should talk to her about it. That or tell Dumbledore, he will know what to do," said Dean.

"I've thought about that, but if I know Hermione like I think I do, she will need solid proof, a pensive maybe?" asked Ron.

"Hey guys! What about a pensive?"

The group all turned quickly to see Hermione, "Er-hey," muttered the group in chorus.

"Wow, were you talking about me?" smiled Hermione.

"No, no, we were just talking about, um, when Harry saw into Snape's pensive, that's all, right guys?" stutterd Ron as he looked hopefully around at the group who all nodded in agreement.

Hermione looked curiously at them, "Um, alright. Anyways, I am sorry about earlier. I shouldn't have taken my anger with Malfoy out on all of you."

"You sure it's anger," giggled Lavender and Dean elbowed her in her arm, "Oy, what was that for?"

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Draco walked into the Potions classroom in a horrible mood. Having to take Josh and Tim to Snape's office cut off much of his breakfast time and once he finally returned to the Great Hall, he had five minutes to eat what he could before getting to class.

He walked in and noticed Goyle had chosen to sit at the table just in front of Hermione and Harry. Draco almost wished Goyle hadn't become such a softy. Normally, he wouldn't have hesitated to kick someone out of their seats for their usual table. Draco sucked in his pride and made his way towards the table.

"Your late Draco, five points from your house," sneered Snape.

Draco looked up at Snape in surprise. Things were definitely changing around here. Normally Snape wouldn't look twice at him walking in late. Draco made his way next to Goyle and slumped into the empty chair. As he did so, he could have sworn he heard a triumphant, "Hmph," from behind him which sounded much like a certain know-it-all witch.

He turned around, not looking at Hermione and greeted Harry, "Morning Potter, how was the rest of your summer?"

"Fine, yours?" asked Harry.

Hermione rolled her eyes and went back to reading her 7th year potions book. Harry and Draco finished their conversation quickly as Snape hushed the classroom.

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Hermione gathered her things and was waiting for Harry and Ron when Draco walked up, "Can I help you?" she asked with irritation in her voice.

"I just wanted you to know, Josh and Tim both got detention for a week and lost their privilege for the first Hogsmeade weekend," he answered sternly.

"Should be two weeks, but, I would expect nothing else from Snape," she responded coldly.

Draco crossed his arms and stared sternly at her, "What is your deal Granger?"

"What are you talking about?" she asked with more irritation.

"Well, up until last night, you were being fairly decent to me, and I don't believe I have said or done anything to you in that time to deserve the attitude."

"I don't know what you are talking about. You guys ready?" she asked looking over Draco's shoulder at Ron and Harry.

They both nodded, "See you later Malfoy," said Ron.

Draco nodded towards Ron and Harry and turned back to Hermione, "You aren't going to answer me are you?"

"What am I suppose to say?" asked Hermione, no interest in her voice.

"Well, I was thinking, maybe, sorry Malfoy, for the way I treated you this morning. I just can't seem to get the image of you in your boxers out of my head and I am taking my frustration out on you. Something like that maybe?"

Hermione's eyes widened, "You're an egotistical asshole," and fighting the urge to slap him, she turned on her heel and walked quickly out the door.

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