Author's Note:

Lady in the Blue Dress: I felt like adding rules to the game of playing doctor haha! I thought it would be cute if Draco got frustrated when he played it. Plus I probably would have thrown some girl over the bridge if she threw an expensive belt over the bridge!

Ella: Thanks!

HPFanatics311: Thanks!

jadecowan2: Good thing he turned her down too! You'll see why in later chapters.

Chapter Seven

Hermione walked into the Great Hall for lunch feeling like a bad ass. She sat next to Harry and watched Draco walk in. She bit her lip trying to cover up her smile.

"Why didn't you go to any classes today? Dumbledore didn't hold you that long, did he?"

"Yeah," Hermione said.

"Why are you so sweaty?" Hermione looked at him wide eyed.

"I'm not, God, Harry. You have so many stupid questions lately!" She snapped angrily. It sounded like he was accusing her of sex.

"I just wanted to know, you have, like, 20 gallons of sweat on your head and you smell." Hermione went into deep thought ignoring Harry…

Hermione ran from the school into the Quidditch pitch with her lacrosse stick. Draco followed her with her extra stick. She turned around and caught the ball he threw at her with the stick.

"You can do better then that, Malfoy!" Hermione yelled, passing the ball back to him. He caught it and instantly threw it back to her.

"I can do you better!" Draco yelled laughing. Hermione blushed as she twirled her stick around. "Pass it, biotch!" She ran across the pitch, running from him, but he caught up. Draco grabbed her by the hips and then grabbed the ball from the netting. She giggled turning around and kissed him.

Their feet entangled each other, and Hermione tripped, falling and dragging Draco down to the soft, sandy ground, but not before Draco put his hand on the ground to stop such a hard fall on her back. Both of them had gotten beaten up lately. But Draco hated to admit he cared for the girl who held all of his secrets.

Draco pulled away from the kiss and looked at her. "What are we doing, Granger?" Draco asked confused. "What are we?"

"A witch and a wizard and we were kissing, so now that that's answered-" She leaned in to kiss him again but he pulled away.

"No, I mean are we friends or what?" Hermione thought about it.

"I don't know, Malfoy. Why are you so concerned about this? It doesn't matter right now. We've done nothing except kiss, eat Twinkies and tried to play doctor. Oh and the fact that we beat each other up."

"Because, what are we going to tell people when they do find out about all of this."

"We were lonely and drunk…off of Twinkies obviously."

"Be serious, Granger. For once I'm being serious." Hermione sighed and rolled out from under him. Draco sat up and looked around at the place he usually felt so comfortable in. But this time around he felt unusually awkward. He looked back at her; her eyes were showing sorrow.

"I just want to know where we stand."

"Friends," Hermione said.

"But we know everything about each other."

"Best friends?"

"But we kiss all the time." Draco said. Hermione looked at him.

"What are we, Draco?" Hermione asked.

"Hello, Hermione! I just said you smell. Are you deaf?"

"No," Hermione said popping out of her trance

"Oh, well how many months of detention did you get?"

"Two weeks," she said dully, grabbing a truffle.

"A WHOLE TWO WEEKS WITH MALFOY!" Harry said outraged. He was just joking about the month's thing. He only expected a day or two of detention…but a whole two weeks?

Insane.

"Yeah," Hermione said looking at Draco standing in a corner talking to Pansy and some of her friends.

Draco smiled at Pansy and the other girls. "Draco come on, you know you want to. Just come out side for a bit with us. We're all going to the bridges tonight." Pansy said grabbing Draco's hand and pulling on it. The other girls were giggling and whispering. Draco couldn't resist their voices; they were all so hot.

"I really can't, Pans', I have to get all my work that I missed and then I have practice."

"No you don't," Pansy said, pressing herself upon him and holding his tie in a firm grasp. "Dragon," Pansy only called him Dragon when they were doing erotic things. It sounded so sexy when she said it.

"I'll see what I can do; Pans', but I don't think so. Not tonight anyway."

"What about tomorrow?" Pansy asked.

"Sure," Draco said giving up. He couldn't resist her. He absolutely couldn't. Even thought Hermione and him were planning on eating Twinkies and teaching her how to smoke pot, sex sounded better.

"Meet me in that empty classroom on the 5th floor at 7 tomorrow night. Be there, Dragon." Pansy said pushing herself off of him and walking away with the girls. She walked out of the Great Hall, heading towards the bridges.

"What's the shin dig?" Cornelia Garder asked. Pansy looked at her blonde friend and smirked.

"We're doing the deed tomorrow night. Hopefully he'll spill about Granger."

"She's screwed. Have you told Danny about it?" Jessie Knowlton asked. Pansy turned to her friend. Jessie was her best friend at the moment only because she went along with every thing Pansy ever said.

"Fuck, I was supposed to hang out with him tomorrow. Jessie I need you to keep him occupied."

"How? He hates me."

"Just do something; I have to get that secret out of Draco."

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Draco lay on his side reading The Rules of the Daffodil Love, trying to find a passage to write about. He was waiting for Hermione to get out of the shower to tell her something. Something very important.

Hermione stepped out of the shower and dried herself off. She slipped on shorts and a t-shirt, and then a sweatshirt to make sure Draco wouldn't be looking at her. She put her hair in a pony tail and walked into his room. He looked sexy spread out on the bed reading a silly book, chewing a pen. He looked up at her. She looked refreshed.

"Sit down," Draco said. He closed the book, took the pen out of his mouth and put both on the table beside his bed. She sat at the end of his bed, but he wanted her to move closer to him, specifically right next to him. "Come here, Granger." Hermione crawled towards him. He grabbed her hand, knitting his fingers in-between hers.

"I don't think we can hang out tomorrow."

"Why not?" Hermione asked bewildered. He had nothing better to do. He couldn't party because he had Quidditch on Saturday.

"Me and Pansy-"

"Pansy and I," Hermione said, correcting him. She always corrected people when she got nervous.

"Pansy and I might get back together." Hermione was absolutely stunned. She had heard from Harry that Pansy was together with a Ravenclaw, Danny Sigurdson. He had to be the best Ravenclaw seeker since over a century ago. What was going on in Hermione's life?

"I thought she was with-"

"Danny, I know. But she broke up with him for me. That doesn't mean that we're not allowed to kiss or play doctor though." Hermione bit her lip to transfer the pain inside to the outside.

"No one likes a cheater even if the boy seems perfect." Hermione whispered getting up, letting go of his hand and ran to her room. She curled up in her bed pulling the sheets over her head and taking a few seconds to taste the blood from her lip. Her stomach curdled at the thought of her letting Draco Malfoy into her life. Indeed she had and didn't regret it, but now she wished she hadn't let him into her life.

Author's Note: Indeed it was a very short chapter, but the next few should pay up. I already wrote them, so whenever you feel like giving me three reviews or more I'll submit it. Have fun reviewing!

Steph