"There is something wrong with this picture." Draco said with a raised eyebrow, the minute he walked into the Head Common Room.

Hermione stood by the table, without a sign of nervosity, there were two kelks on the table and a big red bottle with fury letters: Tantric Tantalizer.

He walked towards the table and Hermione grinned: "On for a little challenge again, Ferret?"

Confused Draco looked at the bottle, at Hermione and back again. "What do you think you're doing, Granger? That is one of the strongest Desire-Potions Snape has. He warned me about this one, actually."

Hermione laughed. "Scared, Malfoy?"

Draco straightens his back. "Of course not, Bookwurm. I just wondered why you weren't."

"That's none of your business." She gave him the kelk and watched him as they both gulped down the fluid.

When Draco put down the kelk it hit him. "You're turning the tables," he realized in horror, "You're playing my role! Why would you do that?"

Hermione grinned broadly. "Because two can play at this game, Blondie. I'm gonna lock myself in my room again and if you looked in my kelk, you would have seen I drank way less than you did. So I won't desire you as much as you do me. Face it Malfoy, you're screwed."

And with that she walked to her bedroomdoor and got in.

In shock Draco looked at the bedroomdoor. Yeah, he was screwed.

Nervous he started to pace up and down the room. What did Snape say again? Oh yeah, something about people gone mad by drinking this potion.

He shivvered in horror.

Than he froze. He felt something sliding through his body. It felt pleasant and it was warm and made him feel all shivvery..and horny.

Oh merlin, he sat down on the couch and put his head in his hands. He got beat at his own game.

Hermione felt the effects as well but she had put a difficult spell on the door so she wouldn't get him open, no matter how badly she wanted it.

Right now she felt like it was the stupidest thing she could have done, but a little voice said she would be thankful in the morning.

A half hour past while Hermione got so hot she threw off all her clothes except for her jeans and bra.

Strange potion, she thought to herself. I gave myself less than Malfoy, but there's no reaction from him yet. Maybe it's not so strong after all.

She looked in the mirror and saw the little sweatdrops on her forehead again and the blushes on her cheeks.

She did not see anything inappropriate in her head concerning Malfoy though. Thank the heavens, she thought

Suddenly she heard banging on the door.

"Hermione, open up! Right now!" She heard Malfoy scream.

"I can't!" Which was true, in her blurry mind she couldn't think of the reversing spell anymore. She felt like she was high or something.

However, she realized he had just called her Hermione. That was just weird!

"Granger, I'm not kidding! You have to open up!"

Hermione yelled back: "I told you, I can't!"

It became silent. Hermione was confused and gazed at the door.

Than she heard him scream: 'Bombario'' She got down in a reflex and with that he blew her wooden bedroomdoor to pieces.

"What on earth do you think you're doing!" Hermione screamed, looking in horror to her shattered bedroomdoor. "You can get expelled for that, I think." She added in an afterthought.

Through the dust and little wooden pieces flying over the place, she saw his figure running towards her. He stood on the blown-up door and Hermione didn't think she ever saw something so beautiful.

His hair was a complete mess, his pale skin had blushes and he also had thrown off some of his clothes. He wore his jeans and his open school-blouse.

Before she could react he had walked towards her, grabbed her and pushed her against the mirror with his body.

Hermione could feel the heat coming out of his every pore and gasped for breath when his hand started caressing her neck.

"I want you, Granger," He growled, looking into her eyes with a passion she had never seen. "I want you so badly."

And it was true, he had never felt so stronly about it.

Draco knew it was the Potion, but her body simply called him.

When she felt his other hand caressing her side, the only functioning part in her brain fell out as well and with a sigh she started to caress his abs with her fingernails.

He lifted her head and pushed his lips against hers, capturing her in a passionate kiss.

Hermione could almost taste him. His fresh cologne, the smell of his hairgel and the smell of his skin.

She couldn't remember anything that felt better and she moved her hands to his shoulders, so she could take the blouse off.

Without letting eachother go they stumbled to Hermione's bed again, two times in one weekend.

They kept on kissing as Draco unzipped her jeans and she unzipped his.

Suddenly Hermione stopped and grabbed his head in both her hands. She firmly said to him: "Tomorrow morning I'll hate you again."

Draco looked at her and smiled: "If that's you're idea of surrendering I except it, Bookwurm."