A/N: This chapters a bit of a lemon, but not too much. the first two chaps were so pg-13 so i thot it was about time i went R on all ur asses. so enjoy!

Disclaimer: Damn J.K. Rowling and her millions of dollars! (dont sue)

Draco woke up the next morning feeling cocky. He silently made his way into Hermione's room and up to her bed. He slipped his shirt off and lay down next to her, putting his arms around her waist. For a moment he was mesmerized by the tiny hairs on her velvety smooth face. He leaned down and kissed her neck then blew softly on the same spot. "Hey baby, it's time to get up," he whispered.

Hermione moaned and turned over to face him. She blinked a few times than slowly opened her eyes and saw Malfoy. Lying on her bed. Correction, lying IN her bed. Without a shirt. She jerked back. "Oh my god, we didn't, I mean, did we, uh, oh god, we couldn't have. Shit, what happened? I mean, we didn't, um, do anything, uh, did we?"

Malfoy chuckled. "Don't tell me you don't remember?"

"You don't mean...." Her voice trailed off and her eyes widened with disbelief and horror.

Draco saw how frightened she was and decided to let her off easy. "No, we didn't do anything. But I can fix that if you like." He grinned wickedly. "We've got a bit of time before breakfast if you wanna have some fun."

"You bastard!" Hermione screamed as she shoved him off the bed. "Don't ever scare me like that again! What the hell were you doing in my bed?!" She picked his shirt off the floor and threw it at him. "Take this and get the hell out of my room!" He just smirked and walked out, closing the door behind him. I can't believe he just did that. He just sat there and grinned at me like I was some kind of joke.

Hermione thought about how freaked out she'd been and how he seemed to be silently laughing at her. She let loose with a stream of curses against him, but soon she was thinking about how sexy he'd looked lying next to her with his arm draped lightly across her waist. His chest had been muscled and tan and she couldn't help wishing he were still in her bed. The only thing that kept her from following him to his room and enjoying herself was the fact that he was still the same arrogant jerk he'd always been. He just happened to be much sexier than before. I hate him. I hate him hate him hate him and I've gotta remember that. Otherwise I'm gonna end up doing something I'll regret.

She started getting dressed as she thought about a good way to get back at that rat, Malfoy. She wanted revenge and she wanted to hit him where it hurt. And if she had to flirt with him to get him where she wanted, well, that was just a plus. She grinned wickedly. This was gonna be fun.

Draco spent the rest of the day thinking about how hot Hermione had looked that morning. She had seemed so soft as she was sleeping, very unlike the fiery redhead he was used to. But he thought she was even cuter when she was mad at him, which was all the time. It just made him want to tease her more. Maybe he'd keep messing with her until she gave in to his charm. She hated him, and he hated her, but sometimes he couldn't help wonder what it would be like to be with a girl like her. He smirked. He wouldn't mind finding out.

After class he hurried towards their common room but stopped when he saw the painting. The maiden winked at him flirtatiously. "What's a hottie like you doing all alone on a Friday night?"

He flashed her with his trademark grin, the one that made most girls swoon. "Just lookin for the perfect girl to spend my time with."

She winked again. "I think she's waiting for you inside. Go on in." The painting swung upon and Draco stepped through. He saw Hermione studying in a sofa by the fire and sat down next to her.

"Hey baby, wouldn't you rather do something besides study?" he asked slyly, expecting her to tell him off. He was shocked when she looked up at him flirtatiously and leaned in closer. "I'm game if you are," she whispered huskily. She straddled his lap and held him tight with her legs. Both hands were pushed up against his chest and she was so close he could hear her heartbeat quicken. She licked her lips and tilted her head until it was just an inch away from his.

Malfoy could feel his pants getting tighter and his breath caught in his throat. He had no idea what was happening but he could definitely get used to this very horny version of Hermione.

Thoughts were racing through Hermione's head. This had started out as a game to play with him. Tease him till he wanted her, and then walk away. The perfect revenge. She knew most girls would never dare to play this kind of game with a guy like Malfoy but Hermione was angry. And a small part of her really wanted to make out with him. So before she could lose her nerve, she leaned down and captured his mouth with hers. Her tongue slipped between his lips and toyed with his tongue, and she moved closer to deepen the kiss.

Draco was shocked that Hermione had actually had the nerve to kiss him but now that she had he wasn't about to let her get away. He kept one hand on her waist and moved the other down to her ass, gripping it tight and pulling her closer in one smooth movement. His tongue played games with hers while they kissed and he was amazed at how good she was. I guess Granger knows more than I give her credit for, cuz she's a damn good kisser.

Hermione moved her hands down Draco's stomach to the bottom of his shirt and flipped it off in one quick motion. She ran her hands up and down his bare chest, enjoying the feel of his solid muscles under her fingers. She moved one hand up behind his neck, pulling him closer while her other hand moved down, over his stomach and toward his belt. She heard him moan and felt him stiffen beneath her. She gave him one last hard kiss and climbed off his lap. And she walked away, leaving him shocked and very horny.

Draco had no idea what had just happened. One minute Granger was on top of him and they were going at it like there was no tomorrow, and the next minute she was gone. He was left sitting there, looking like a fool and wanting more. He scrambled off the sofa and ran after her, grabbing her wrist just as she was opening her door.

"What the fuck just happened?" he demanded angrily.

Hermione looked at him and lifted one eyebrow. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Draco growled in frustration. "Don't use that bloody innocent crap with me. You know exactly what I'm talking about. Why the hell did you just kiss me?"

Hermione gave him a wicked smile. "Revenge is sweet," she whispered into his ear. "Next time, don't mess with me." She yanked her arm away from him and slammed the door in his face. And it felt damn good.