A/N: A special thanks to Jadecowan and Nebel Engle who reviewed my last chapter, and have been constant reviewers, giving me ideas and suggestions. This chapter is dedicated to you guys!

Chapter 5…

Draco Malfoy lay on his bed, staring blankly into outer space. What the hell is going on? I can't possibly be falling for Granger, the filthy know-it-all. Yet he couldn't get his mind off of her.

Who cares if Granger is the least bit attracting? I wouldn't have a chance with her anyways… not that I want to, right? I just want to get her into bed… Damn it! What the hell is wrong with me?

Draco glanced at his clock. It was 2:30 a.m. Sighing, he turned over and stared out the window at the bright moon.

Hermione buried her head into her pillow, tears streaming down her cheeks. Why is he being nice to me? Why am I attracted to him? I'm so confused… She brushed away some fresh tears and turned to gaze out the window.

Malfoy's probably just trying to use me… He just wants to sleep with me, that's all. And he's an insufferable git. I don't like him at all…

The next morning was a Saturday, meaning no classes. Malfoy was strutting around the corridors when…

"DRAKIE!" a voice shrieked. Draco winced. "Oh, Drakie-poo. I've been looking all over for you," Pansy Parkinson squealed, clinging onto his arm. He rolled his eyes and shook his arm violently, trying to shake her off.

"Parkinson, what are you doing?" Draco ordered, his face scrunched up in disgust. Pansy giggled, batting her eyelashes. Draco groaned. Sheesh. I sleep with her twice, and she thinks I'm in love with her. Girls are so immature and stupid. Except Granger. At least she has some sense in her mind… Why am I thinking about Granger?

"Pansy!" Draco yelped as Pansy snuck her hand down his pants. He yanked her hand out and glared at her. "Jeez, Parkinson. Just because I slept with you doesn't mean that I like you, okay!" he shouted. Pansy just laughed flirtously.

"Oh, Drakie. I know you're trying to deny your feelings for me. But don't worry. Since I love you back, you don't have to be scared that I'll turn you down," she said in a shrill voice. Draco looked appalled and revolted.

"Eww. Parkinson, get the hell away from me. I don't like you. Plus you stink in bed," he criticized. Pansy just smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a long, lingering kiss. Draco struggled to pull away as a bunch of students walked by, snickering.

Suddenly, he heard a gasp. Quickly, he shoved Pansy away, slamming her against the wall. Horror-struck, he stared as Hermione, in tears, ran away, sobbing.

Hermione sat, leaning against the tree, gazing into the pond. Why do I care? Malfoy means nothing to me. So what if he's dating Pansy Parkinson? It doesn't matter. She absent-mindedly tossed a rock into the water.

"Hermione…" a voice choked. Hermione squeezed her eyes shut before turning around to face him. His face was bright red from embarrassment and from running after her.

"What the hell do you want, Malfoy?" she angrily demanded, trying to keep her voice from cracking. She smiled to herself inwardly. She could have fooled herself. Her voice sounded calm, cool and collected.

"Hermione, I can explain everything. Parki – " Draco began, but he was cut off by an angry Hermione. She narrowed her eyes into slits dangerously.

"What do you mean 'you can explain everything'? Why the hell would I give a damn for you and your girlfriend?" she asked, putting a little more emphasism on the last word. Malfoy's jaw dropped open slightly. She was right.

What the hell was I thinking? Why would I be explaining everything to her? It's not like she cares… I don't care either, right? Draco opened his mouth to explain. He rapidly gave the first thing that came to his mind. "Well, no girl has ever escaped my charm, so I considered the fact that you were confused. I came out here to laugh at you, not apologize," he scoffed. As lame as it was, Hermione believed it.

She got up and quickly ran into the castle, but not before Draco caught the sight of a single tear drifting down her cheek.