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A/N: First off I would like to thank one iheartdraco4lyf, our first flame on this story. Everybody clap and thank them. I got a good laugh off of it and would hope that we get more so I can have more laughs like that one. Oh, and if your still reading the story (which given your completely groutesque and deliciously evil review, I would hope you're not) please review again with any more things that might 'discust' you.

We love flames, I for one am a pyromaniac...an Obsessive Compulsive, Attention Deficit Pyromaniac. Well, that calls for some interesting stories in itself, eh?

Brittany

Chapter 4

Just Friends

Hermione remained motionless until he pulled away. "And trust is gone," she laughed in a joking manner.

"Really?" Draco asked, suddenly worried.

"Well, how can I honestly trust someone who kisses me every time I stop talking?" she asked.

"You stopped talking," Draco pointed out after he had kissed her again.

Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes. "Draco," she said softly. "I can be your friend—you've obviously changed—but I can't do this. I'm somebody's girlfriend. Don't you understand that?"

"And don't you realize that I will do anything to be with you?"

"I can't be with you, Draco."

"Does Dan mean that much to you, or am I not good enough?" he asked sadly.

"Draco, I can't do this, I am in love with Dan."

"And I'm in love with you," he said, kissing her again, this time slower and longer so that when he pulled away, Hermione unconsciously moved towards his lips, wanting more. "But we can't do this," he said, walking away from her and going back to his room.

Hermione growled in frustration and quickly changed into her pajamas. She laid back on her bed and shut off the light again. As she laid there alone, she couldn't help but think about how much more comfortable it was to sleep with someone.

Hermione tossed and turned for another hour thinking about what had happened between her and the Head Boy.

She wasn't sure if she should go over there and talk to him or let this ride out. But after an hour she decided what to do, she got up out of her bed and walked to Draco's room.

She knocked on the door and apparently Draco wasn't sleeping ether because he opened the door quickly, dressed only in boxers. His face was grim. "So you've come back?" he said sardonically.

"Yes," she said shyly, trying to figure out why she had come here in the first place, but she was only able to stare at his naked chest.

She reached her hand out and ran her fingers over his chest, watching the muscles flex at her touch.

Draco made a growling sound in his throat and Hermione's eyes flew up to meet his own.

"Draco, we—"

"Stop fighting it," Draco said smoothly.

"I don't want to do anything," she said.

"Then why are you here?" he asked, angry that she was toying with him.

"Can I sleep with you?" she asked.

"What?" he asked, taken completely off guard.

"I can't sleep. I just keep tossing and turning, can I sleep in your bed with you?"

"Hermione," he warned her. "Do you know how much self-control you're asking of me?"

"Yes, but I trust you," she said, looking back down on his chest and running her fingers over his hairless chest again.

Draco stopped her head. "None of that, then."

"None of what?" she asked innocently as she drew her hand away and entered his room.

"Well, now that it is half past two, I would like to go to bed," Draco said, walking back over to his bed and getting under his downy comforter.

Hermione smiled and walked to the bed as well, burying herself under the covers and cuddling close to Draco's hard body. She was asleep in less than a minute. Draco curled protectively around her sleeping form, he finally had his witch. He too was asleep within two minutes of this thought.

"So?" Pansy asked eagerly.

"So what?"

"What happened last night?"

"I told him I had a boyfriend," Hermione answered with a half-truth.

"I know Draco better than that," Pansy reminded her. "I know he didn't just say, "Oh well, I'll move on." What happened?"

"Too many things to explain," Hermione said.

"Did you sleep with him?" Pansy asked.

"That's a trick question," Hermione laughed.

"What do you mean?" Pansy asked, confused at why it would be a trick question.

"We shared his bed because I didn't want to sleep alone. It really is a long story, Pansy."

"I've got time."

"Well, he is in love with me," Hermione complained.

"I knew that already," Pansy said.

"You did?" she asked.

"Just like I knew it was him last night. You never told me. He did," Pansy stated.

Hermione glared at her friend. "Well, thanks for the warning," she rolled her eyes and continued. "Well, he got into my room and wouldn't leave, so I laid down and he joined me." She tactfully decided to leave out the next part. "When he finally did go, I felt really lonely. It's so much easier to sleep with someone laying next to you, so I went to his room and we just slept." She looked at Pansy to see if her explanation sufficed. "Oh yeah," she added. "We've agreed to be friends."

"That's a start, so what are you going to tell Dan?"

"What is there to tell him, Draco and I are just friends."

"For how long?"

"What do you mean, we are going to stay just friends," Hermione said.

"You may want to, but Draco doesn't and after sleeping with you he's going to want you more than ever."

"He had more self-control than you give him credit for, Pansy."

"Your giving him too much credit, I'm surprised that he didn't shag you last night when you were sleeping," Pansy said.

Hermione wondered if Pansy knew that Draco was a virgin.

"Pansy," Hermione ventured. "Since you know Draco better…how many serious relationships has he had?"

"I don't really know, he has just told me about you and how he's had a crush on you."

"So he obviously didn't tell you that he's a virgin?"

"What?" Pansy shouted.

"Yes, I think I give him enough credit."

"Well then," Pansy said as she smoothed at her robes hastily. "That's new…"

"Yes it is, that was about my reaction."

"Why? He could have any girl he wanted, why would he still be a virgin?"

"He said that he was saving himself for me," Hermione said softly.

"Holy shit! Why didn't you sleep with him then?"

"We did sleep!"

"You know what I mean, Hermione. Just shag the man," she said.

"I can't! We are friends and I have a boyfriend."

"Forget using Dan as an excuse, he will never find out If you don't tell him about it," Pansy said.

"But you know me, Pansy. I can't lie, especially if I cheat on someone I love."

"Hermione, Dan doesn't love you, he is using you as a temporary thing to get some. As soon as he is done with this mission in Hogsmeade, he will leave you and never look back!" Pansy yelled.

Hermione looked at Pansy with tears in her eyes. "How can you say something like that?" she asked, desperately hoping the words weren't true. "Dan and I love each other. He is not using me!" she cried out.

"Has he ever said that he loved you?" Pansy asked, trying to get it through to her.

"Of course he—" Hermione stopped quickly. Had he? "Oh Pansy," she cried. "How did you know that he was—" she couldn't bring herself to admit it.

"Because Andy just broke it off with me to go on to someone else that was older and less of a prude. He said somerthing about Dan moving on too. You should break it off with him before he can do it to you," Pansy said.

"That bastard," Hermione cried.

"I'm sorry, Hermione," Pansy rested her hand on Hermione's shoulder. "I really am."

"I have to go write a letter," Hermione said, lifting her head and drying her tear-filled eyes. She walked back up to the castle. Pansy sat down on the grass by the tree by the lake. She breathed heavily. She was extremely sad about Andy breaking up with her and she hadn't even done anything serious with him. She could only imagine how Hermione felt.

"Thank you for that," Draco said as he stood beside her.

Pansy drew back at first, surprised that he was there. "For what?" she asked.

"For getting her to break up with that damn boyfriend of hers," he said, sitting beside her on the grass.

"I didn't do it for you, I did it for her," Pansy said.

"He wasn't for her."

"You didn't even know him," Pansy countered.

"Well, it wasn't a good match," Draco persisted.

"That's the problem, it was a good match. If guys weren't so damn sex driven," she glared accusingly at Draco.

"Forgetting something?" he asked.

Pansy blushed. "Oh. Sorry."

"It's fine, if I didn't want Hermione so bad, I would probably be the same as every other guy. As it is I don't know what sex feels like."

"Hey, welcome to the club," Pansy said.

"Why don't you go shag Potter, I'm sure he will readily agree," Draco said.

"You know, I might just do that," Pansy replied.

Draco rolled his eyes as Pansy took off to the castle. He was following her up when he ran into Blaise.

"Zabini," he muttered resentfully.

"Draco?" Blaise asked. "You okay?"

"I'm fine."

"Okay…" Blaise said as he passed from the school towards the lake. He wasn't sure why Draco was acting weirdly, but he quickly put it out of his mind. Draco, on the other hand, was seething as he entered the head rooms. He knocked on Hermione's door and entered when there was no response.

He saw Hermione sitting on her bed with letters and envelopes scattered around her.

"What are these?" he asked, picking one up. He scanned through it and dropped it when he realized what it was. Hermione looked up at him with a stunned expression.

"There from all different people, too." She picked up a few and read aloud the names of the senders. "Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom, another from Terry, another from Blaise," she looked in disgust at the remaining one. "Goyle? Is he the tall one or the fat one?" she asked, looking to Draco.

"The tall one, though he isn't skinny in the least."

"It makes me afraid to break up with Dan, because then I won't have the excuse of having a boyfriend to keep all these people off my back. I don't even like any of them that way."

Draco looked at her thoughtfully. Was she saying that she didn't like him? "I'm always here," he said softly.

"You are just another one of my choices, any of the other guys would say that, 'Oh, I'll be your boyfriend to get guys off your back.'"

"But I'm not like them, Hermione," he said, walking over and sitting on the bed by her.

"How are you different? You only want my body, you don't want me," she said. "Just because everyone found out that I have an older boyfriend and I gave myself to him, doesn't mean that I will give up my body to everyone else."

"Hermione, I don't want your body, I want you."

"You are only saying that because I told you that!"

Draco looked at her, he couldn't tell her the truth because she wouldn't believe him.

"Well this is a losing situation."

"Why?"

"Because if I tell you the truth you don't believe me, but if I don't you get angry."

"Doesn't life just suck," Hermione retorted. "One would think that you get this much fan mail as well," she said.

"Fortunately, I don't. Everyone thinks that I go pick a random girl every night to have sex with and then drop them off to choose another girl."

"But you are still a virgin," Hermione said as she looked up at him.

"Yup, but all these girls tell lies saying that they have slept with me, saying that I'm awesome in bed and stuff, but I don't know if I am, because I've never done it."

"We can find out," Hermione said without a hint of blush to her cheeks.

"What?" Draco asked surprised.

"Well Dan was just—"

"Using you. I know." He looked at Hermione's confused expression. "I happened to overhear you and Pansy." He wrapped an arm around her waist and hugged her to him. She rested her head on his shoulder. "I'm sorry," he whispered softly.

A/N: So what will happen next? Only the next chapter will tell...

Love and Lemons

Brittany and Amber