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You guys can kill me if you want for the long wait I've made you go through, but I will put up one hell of a fight. Lol.

Chapter 3:

A week had passed and the situation with Hermione kept on getting worse and worse. Of course she tried to stop it from doing anything but leaving. Sad to say that it wasn't working. It was angering and frustrating her to no end. She had no explanation for this; for once in her life she could not explain or understand why something was happening. It was maddening. On top of that she had no one to talk to about this.

She obviously couldn't tell Harry or Draco(I mean, she may not be able to explain this but she wasn't stupid). Not Ron or Ginny. And she didn't trust anyone else enough to just drop this bomb on them. She was screwed. Plain and simply screwed. The most she could do was wait for it to wear out. Every girl has gone through this at one point or another…right?

For the past week she had the art of ignoring Draco Malfoy perfected. She had it timed so that they wouldn't see each other unless they were in a class or he sought her out, which he hadn't done…yet. She hoped and prayed to God that he wouldn't, for the sake of her sanity. This was affecting her in every way, except academically(for which she was grateful) and Harry had begun to question her about her distracted state. She was running out of excuses. This was distressing her to no end. She had to do something.

To the present, Hermione was currently in her common room enjoying the peace. Usually Harry would be with her but he scheduled an emergency Quidditch match and she was pretty sure that Draco was participating in this also. If not he was with Lilly. Lilly was like Draco's sister and contrary to popular belief he was not dating her…at all. To her the thought was rather disgusting. Of course, to the die hard romantics they were the next cutest couple, or would be if they went out. But they don't. Just to be clear.

At first Hermione herself had though that they were together. All the signs were there and all she needed was to see some snogging from them and it was final, but Draco had nicely cleared up her confusion. They had tried it but it hadn't worked out…according to him anyways. Lilly hadn't told her the female version of the story.

So, once again back to the present, Hermione was in for quite a shock when she saw Draco walk in to their common room in all his sexy glory. This wasn't supposed to be. He was supposed to be playing Quidditch and when she saw that they were on their way she would lock herself in her room or just go hide somewhere and terminate all chances of seeing him.

She still had hope. He hasn't seen her yet so maybe she could slip away without him seeing her. It was worth a shot.

Or maybe not.

"Eep." She turned away from him and ran all the way to her room and locked the door behind her. She distinctly heard him screaming her name while sat on her bed and began to control her breathing.

"Oh man oh man oh man oh man oh man oh man oh man oh man." She kept on repeating this over and over. She stopped abruptly when the doorknob connected to her door began to rattle. Then there was a very loud banging and then silence.

"Hermione could you please open this door and let me in. You have been avoiding me for a week and I want to know why. I think I deserve to know this." Draco patiently said this through the door. The last thing he needed to do was scream at her.

She didn't utter a word. She didn't trust herself to, afraid that if she did open her mouth the first thing out would be about her growing attraction to him. Nope, she didn't trust herself at all right now.

When she didn't hear anything she assumed that he had given up so imagine her surprise when he just walked right into her room looking as if he didn't have a care in the world.

She opened and closed her mouth like a fish a few times before anything came out.

Now she knew for a fact that she could trust her mouth and its capability to form the intended words. "What are you doing? You can't just waltz in here as if you own the place. Get out." She pointed to the door. He just stood in the middle of her room looking at her extended finger.

"No."

Now she was a little ticked. "No? What do you mean no? If I tell you to get out then you'll get out."

He crossed his arms in defiance. "I refuse to leave this room until you tell me what the hell your problem is."

She took a deep breath and calmed down. "Look Draco, there's nothing wrong with me ok? Now could you please leave?"

He still held his place. "Well if nothing is wrong with you then why did you ignore me for a week?"

Hermione was shivering under his stare. Oh how she wanted to jump him. No, no she couldn't. There was Harry. She loved Harry and she didn't doubt it…but Draco. Draco was Draco. Harry, on the other hand, was her boyfriend. Her boyfriend that she loved to death. She was hyperventilating. I cant… I mean there's Harry.. Wha- What is wrong with- me?

"Well?"

He was pushing her. She couldn't hold this in any longer. She needed to escape, to go somewhere that would grant her solitude. She was breathing pretty hard now.

"Hermione ar-"

"I can't help it that I all of a sudden find you so attractive and that I can't, for the life of me, figure out why the hell I suddenly do." And as an after thought. "Damn you and your sexiness." And as that last word escaped her mouth she clamped her hands over the involuntary part of her body before it could mess up her life anymore.

To say Draco was shocked… well he was shocked but he was also smug.

The bastard.

That was probably much unexpected…and come to think of it pretty short. Ya know I'm starting to think that updates will be more scattered than punctual so I'm very sorry and don't ditch me for the ending. Things will work out for HHr in the end. And I repeat, in the end. That doesn't mean that the middle will hold something different for us all. Well take a few to review and mucho thanks.