AUTHOR'S NOTES: Hello, hello, hello all you Harry Potter readers. Just so we're all on the same page, there are only eleven more days until Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince releases! Are you as excited as I am? I'm sure you are. Anyhoo, I hope you enjoy this little story I have. R&R would be greatly appreciated, and I don't mean rest & relaxation.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter, and I don't know J.K. Rowling. Wish I did though!

SUMMARY: Hermione still hasn't chosen between the Slytherin sex-god and the Boy-Who-Lived. Is it getting any easier for her? I don't think so. And Draco's about to make it even harder...

Chapter Two

I wonder what the Mudblood is doing now, I said to myself as I stared at the ceiling of my four-poster. No, too harsh! Hermione, I wonder what Hermione is doing now. Maybe I shouldn't have given her a choice at all. Maybe I should've just kept my Slytherin sex-god mouth shut. I'm helping her cheat on Potter. Of course he's Potter, and I don't really care about him. But still! He's Hermione's boyfriend and friend, and I'm not sure she'd be happy doing something like that to her friend and boyfriend. Oh well, I got myself into this situation; I'll get myself out. Unfortunately, Goyle decided to drop into our dormitory. Why he and his gorilla buddy have to be so intrusive and persistent, I'll never know. Even gits as thick as them should be able to leave well enough alone.

"Hi Draco." God he annoys me.

"What do you want, Goyle?"

"I dunno, I just wanted to see if you were okay." Yeah right.

"Goyle cut the crap."

"I'm serious; me and Crabbe are worrying about you." What is with these two lately?

"I wish you two would quit." They were really testing my last nerves.

"You just look...preoccupied."

"Goyle, it's none of your business what's going on in my life. I'm sure you can't even comprehend the concept of thought."

"You shouldn't be so mean you know; we're only trying to help."

"Then wobble your fat arse back to the Great Hall and leave me the hell alone. I need thinking time."

And with an insulted look, Goyle was gone. Finally! But who should show up next but the gorilla boy himself. If I didn't want to finish my magical education at Hogwarts and keep my parents' heads on I'd curse him right here in this dormitory.

"Crabbe, get out!"

"Draco, you shouldn't torture yourself. It's not good for you."

"If you don't turn yourself around and leave, you big gorilla, I'll murder you. I know how to perform The Killing Curse, you know. My father's a Death Eater."

"So is mine."

"Get OUT Crabbe!"

"Okay, I'm going. But really, we're only trying to help."

I couldn't help myself; I seized the bottle of Sleekeasy's Hair Potion on the nightstand next to my four-poster and thrust it straight at Crabbe's head. It missed him by inches. I accomplished my goal, however; he was gone. I need to go for a walk; get rid of my temper. I left our dormitory and went straight for the blank stonewall leading out of the common room. I knew, of course, exactly where I was heading.

:HERMIONE:

"You guys, I need to go to the library."

"Again Hermione? Why can't you stay here for once?" Harry was whining; it was quite amusing actually.

"Harry..." I just gave him a look; he knew what it meant.

"All right, all right. See you at dinner?"

"It's a date," I gave Harry a quick peck on the cheek (in front of the entire common room, hehe) and turned for the portrait ho le.

Actually, I wasn't really planning to study anything. The library always cleared my head, and I needed a head clearing. I was making my little bushy-haired-Gryffindor way to the library, and I was a corridor away when I ran into none other than Draco Malfoy.

"Oh what a pleasant surprise." His evil smirk was gone; it was now a seductive smile.

"Hello Draco." Two could play the seductive-voice game.

"You know, I had a feeing I'd meet you here."

"Oh you did?"

"Well, it's before dinner. Ten minutes before. Why wouldn't Hermione 'bookworm' Granger be heading to the library?"

"Am I that predictable?"

"Unfortunately, yes."

"So...did you want something Draco?"

"Well, not really. But now that you're here, there is something we could...arrange."

"What's that?"

"I know you and Potter have shagged before. Don't worry," Draco said, seeing the panic-stricken look on my face, "I have my sources but I won't tell a soul. Anyway," I could tell he was anxious to get the conversation moving.

"I don't feel it's fair in your decision that you've had Potter, and not me," I could feel the solution coming on, and it didn't look pretty.

"Are you proposing what I think you're proposing Draco?" I could barely believe my ears, yet I was dying to hear the answer.

"I believe I am. Meet me at the Astronomy Tower Friday night, after dinner. I promise we won't be there long."

"You can be very persuasive, Draco. All right, I'll be there." Even I could hear the purr in my voice.

"Excellent. See you Friday." And with a quick kiss and a wink, he was gone.

I couldn't believe I was actually planning to go through with this. After what Harry and I have been through, I'm preparing to go behind his back for a little Slytherin pleasure. Not to mention all the trouble I could get into for being out after hours...and in a forbidden (except for classes) area of the castle. I don't even like Slytherin! I should stand him up, not go to the Astronomy Tower,I thought to myself as I made my way to the library. But that magnetic force was still coming from Draco, pulling me toward him. The desire for that sexy Slytherin was still there. I was deceiving a love, yet I was fulfilling a craving at the same time. Now even I, Hermione Granger, was confused. And of course, I was no nearer to making up my mind.