A/N: Hey guys, sorry we haven't updated in so long but we're BACK! We were lost but now we're found, were dead but now we're alive! Neways sit back, grab some 'hot stuff' chocolate and ENJOY!

Facing Reality

Draco woke up and sitting in front of him was Granger with his famous smirk on her face and clothed!

"Have a nice dream there Malfoy?" Hermione asked with a smile. At first when Hermione found him sleeping in the head compartment she couldn't believe it. She didn't know if she would be able to cope this year with Malfoy being head boy but now she wasn't sure. Perhaps she could have some fun.

"Huh?" Draco replied 'You mean to tell me that was all a dream. GOD DAMMIT!' Draco thought to himself. 'It felt so real.' Apparently after he had had that brief encounter with the golden trio he had come to the head compartment and fallen asleep.

"It sure sounded like one 'Oooh baby, touch me there, yeah that's it!.' Who were you dreaming of Professor Snape?" Hermione asked and burst out laughing.

"If only you knew" Draco replied looking directly into her eyes.

'Man is it hot in here?' Hermione thought to herself and looked away from Draco's sexy silver eyes.

"We better get changed, we'll be there soon." She couldn't bear to look at that gorgeous face that resembled tinned peaches in syrup; it was just too much.

Draco sure didn't want Hermione to go and change into those boring shapeless school robes and so secretly when Hermione wasn't looking, he pulled out his wand (no euphemism intended) and locked the door. Hermione got up and went to the door but realised it was jammed.

"The door's stuck. That's strange, I managed to come in here just fine."

"Perhaps Dumbledore wants us to stay here until they come and get us. Come back and sit down. We can talk, maybe even find a connection," Draco replied with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

"Talk? About what? We're enemies remember?"

"Are we? Coz you know we don't have to be." Draco replied smoothly, like oxo gravy, whilst slowly getting up and walking towards Hermione.

Hermione just stood there frozen to the spot, for once in her life she couldn't think straight and didn't know what to do.

"I've been having dreams about you Hermione, really bad dreams."

Hermione gulped. 'He used my first name, oh Merlin, I love how he says it.'

"How do you mean?" she asked.

"Are you sure you want to comprehend amigo?" Draco answered; now being only ten feet away to where Hermione stood.

"I-I'm not sure."

Draco was now standing in front of Hermione and put his arms either side of her head.

"Well, they start off with me kissing you, like this". Draco gently placed a butterfly kiss on the sensitive part of Hermione's neck and she shivered all over.

"Uh huh" Hermione managed to get out.

"Then I brush one of your beautiful curly tendrils behind your ear, like this." Draco whispered whilst carrying out the action he had just said.

Hermione now had her eyes closed, she couldn't wait to see what he was going to do next. She was quivering in anticipation like a jellied eel.

"And then I kiss you on the lips, like this." He whispered extremely quietly that Hermione could just about hear him. And as he bent down, with just a milimeter of space between them, the door Hermione was resting on flew open and Hermione toppled to the ground bringing Draco down with her.

"Hermione, we've been looking everywhere for yo-" Ron began saying but stopped himself when he realised he was talking to the back of Malfoy's head. "What the hell is going on?" He shouted.

Draco had landed with his head on Hermione's chest. Just then Harry turned up on the scene.

"Ron what on earth are you shouting abou- " He began to say, when he too saw this suspicious predicament at his feet. "What the hell?"

Hermione was at a loss for words so Draco stepped in.

"Look I'm sorry Granger but you're just not my type." He then stood up, dusted himself off, looked at Harry and Ron and said, "Girls these days, just can't seem to get enough." Ron went to jump on Draco but Harry pulled him back and jumped on him instead.

"Oh yessss" and "Get the hell away from me Potter!" was all that could be heard. Harry had just pounced on Draco and was now rubbing his cheek against his torso. Whilst this was going on Hermione was still in her daze about Draco's lips being less than an inch away from hers. 'Oh he smelt like rice cakes' she thought to herself, 'ummm'. Suddenly she took in her surroundings and realised what was happening. She jumped on Harry's back to get him away from Draco.

Harry's pendulum had started to swing the other way, I guess you could say, this summer what with getting his belly button pierced with a pink fluffy belly button ring and seeming rather interested in Hermione's posters of the top 100 hunks; however she didn't think anything of it. She just wanted another chance to get close to Draco without Harry and Ron suspecting anything.

"HARRY, what are you doing?" Hermione shouted into his ear

Harry slowly opened his eyes and realised that he had got carried away. Just slightly though. 'Oh Bummer,' he thought to himself. 'How can I get out of this one?' He slowly got off Draco and said.

"Yeah! That's what you get for coming near our Hermione. So in future stay away!"

"Jesus Potter, do that again and I will kill you, literally." Draco said with a confused look on his face. 'What the hell just happened? Oh well life goes on' he thought to himself.

Once again he got up from the carriage floor and walked away but just as he was about to walk out the door he quickly wrapped an arm around Granger's waist and kissed her.

Hermione was caught completely off guard and all she felt were these velvet soft lips on hers. All she could do was moan, they felt so good. Before she could get the chance to respond Draco had pulled away and whispered huskily in her ear, "C ya later Granger" and with that he was gone.

"You certainly will Malfoy, I'll make sure of it." Hermione said to herself, her lips quirking into the beginning of a smile before she remembered Harry and Ron. 'Oh my God, they didn't see did they?' But sure to her luck, they didn't. Ron was standing there still in shock from seeing Harry 'with' Draco. Harry, on the other hand, was rolling around on the floor like a blanched beetroot, smelling it trying to take in Draco's heavenly scent.

'Boys these days' Hermione thought to herself, 'they can sure be retarded losers'.

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