Thanks DarkArcheangel, anonymous, Blood and Gore, and rockgoddess15 for reviewing. :) Here's chapter 5. I'll try and get the next one out before Friday.

Draco was still frozen. What the hell happened to mudblood? When did she become… like this? Draco still didn't know how to react. Well at least Blaise can't make 'tiny' jokes anymore. But the missing clothes weren't good enough. She is still going to get it. Draco licked his lips and walked closer. Neither of them knew that both of them were just playing with each other.

Hermoine didn't show emotion but she loved Draco's body. He was now completely uncovered since she was in possession of his towel. He pulled her towards him and she threw his towel on her bed. Draco was lowering his head and Hermoine was now starting to stand on her tippy toes. Both of them were thinking, "what the hell am I doing?"

Hermoine hesitated but Draco didn't notice. Draco didn't know what to think. He wanted her, yet he despised her… or despised the Hermoine before this year. He was still skeptical about the Hermoine now. Several thoughts were rushing into both of their heads until they felt the other one's lips against theirs. Hermoine's first intention was to mess with Draco and that this wasn't supposed to happen. They just stood there motionless with Draco's hands on Hermoine's waist. Hermoine's arms were just dangling. Wow, this is awkward, she thought. She then put her hands around Draco's neck. At that same time, Draco licked the upper half of Hermoine's lower lip.

Hermoine: Open your mouth! Wait no, don't open it! Yes, you know you want to! No! Don't let him win, you idiot! Yes! No! Ugh! Damn it..

Draco: Mmm.. strawberries? No, cherries. Uhh.. lemonade? Ahh.. forget it. Some kind of fruit though. I like it.

Both of them were having a tongue war. Hermoine thought she lost. She was supposed to fight the temptation but she had given in. Then the thought occurred to her, what temptation? I was tempted! No! That's not possible! I cannot be falling for this git! I know I don't want him, I know I don't want him, I know I don't want him.

Hermoine was convincing herself she didn't like him, and at the same time that she did like him while she was still having a tongue fight with Draco. He on the other hand was still trying to classify what she tasted like. I swear it was cherries!

Draco started to move towards Hermoine's bed while still kissing her. He increased the level a bit and heard a tiny moan escape from Hermoine. She was now lying under Draco on top of her bed. Draco started to move his hand up Hermoine's body, which was still wrapped in a towel, and kept on going.

I know I don't want him. I know I don't want him. Oh my god, don't stop. I know I don't want him. I know I don't want him. Hey! Where'd his hand go?

Draco reached for his towel which was close to Hermoine's head. He then kissed her neck, stood up, wrapped the towel around his waist, and headed for the door. That's when he turned around.

"I won today, mudblood. Bitter dreams, Granger." He smirked and walked away.

Hermoine was angry and was now even more determined to get back at Draco. She put her clothes in her closet, dressed in her jammiez, and went to bed.

The next morning both of them woke up with their schedule on the bedside table but Draco had another piece of parchment on his. It was a letter.

Dearest bitter Draco,

Now it's my turn.

Hate always,

Hermoine Granger

"Bring it on, Granger."

I hope you liked that one:) Reviews are always appreciated!