Hermione curled up against the warm thing next to hers.

She woke up extremely satisfied and happy about something. She rubbed her eyes and while she lay there she suddenly felt the pressure of two arms around her waist.

She slowly turned around, scared of what she might find in her bed and looked right in the face of the ferret, still deeply asleep.

She started to hyperventilate as he yawned and without opening his eyes he grabbed her butt and pulled her closer.

She felt he only wore his boxers and as she looked down she realized she wore her shirt. Then she realized something even worse.

Oh my god oh my god oh my god. Oh my god oh my god oh my god. I slept with Draco Malfoy.

She slowly untied herself from his muscular arms and when he moaned she quickly got out of bed and just stood there, horrified of the sight of Blondie in her bed.

She got nauseous. Very nauseous.

He looks adorable like this, though, a little voice said. Shut up shut up shut up, you're still the potion talking.

She felt the urge to kick him out her bed and than kick his ass but when she woke him up they would have to talk about what happened last night.

So she chose to run out of her bedroom and into the bathroom. She looked into the mirror. Although the shocking truth had made her look slightly green, she still had a glowing skin and blushes on her cheeks. And she looked cute in his grey shirt.

Yep, she thought in another wave of sickness, I definetily had sex with Malfoy.

She paced up and down the room. The night came back over her in waves of flashbacks and to her horror Hermione also remembered she couldn't think of anything she had ever enjoyed more.

Not even reading the new edition of Hogwarts: a History.

Draco was wakened by the sound of running water. Unlike Hermione he immediately realized what had happened and a big smile formed on his face.

She was actually pretty good in bed. He made a mental note to tell Blaise. He yawned and got out of bed.

He decided to piss Granger off even a little more.

Hermoine stood under the shower, furiously trying to wash off the night before.

So much for self-control, she thought in irony.

"Did nobody tell you you can't wash sex off, Granger?" Hermoine froze for a moment, and then screamed.

"Get out, you pervert!"

Draco grinned broadly and suggestively looked at his shirt on the floor. "Excuse me, but I've already seen all that."

He walked to the mirror and started brushing his teeth, while shaking his hips and doing weird movements with his arms.

Hermoine threw on a towel and got out of the shower as quickly as she could.

"Have you gone mad?" She asked angrily.

Draco mumbled something through the toothpaste, then spit it out and just grinned at her.

"So the potion did work..?" She asked, more to herself than to Malfoy.

"Good god Granger, you were in my shirt, I'm in my boxers, we were both in your bed, you have a flushed look on yourself, I just did a victorydance. how many more clues do you need!"

"But Malfoy, you hate me! Why are you so happy that you slept with me?" Hermione asked, in desperate need of some rational idea.

"Bookwurm get a clue of the teenage-boy, because it was good." He answered, gazing in her eyes. "We hate eachother, we hate eachother with passion, but that doesn't change the fact that last night was quite fun."

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "So we're still not cozy or anything?"

He grinned, showing his perfect white teeth. "Of course not, Granger. That's what makes this so perfect. And with this assignment, Snape will get you a good grade as well. So you get good sex and good grades, all in one."

He turned to the mirror and started doing his hair. "You need to stop worrying, I bet you started hyperventilating when you woke up next to me."

Hermione turned red. "I did not!"

He turned to her and gave her an amused look.

"Maybe a little. Okay I did. I almost threw up." She confessed.

Malfoy started laughing.

"Well I'm going to shower and play some Quidditch with the Slytherin's." He said.

"Tomorrownight we will try a more innocent Love or Desire Potion, because I don't want you to hyperventilate two morning's in a row."

Hermoine gave him a scowld-look and replied: "I go to Hogsmeade with Harry, Ginny and Ron. You go break a leg"

Draco smirked. "I thought we were not getting cosy, Bookworm."

Hermione grinned. "We're not, Blondie. I was serious about the legbreaking."