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Students began to file into the Great Hall and I watched the crowd anxiously searching for the guys. After a few minutes Neville came into the Great Hall and sat down beside me. "Hi Hermione. How was the library?"

"It was alright. I got a book I need to study for our NEWT. How was potions without me? Who did you end up sitting next to?"

"It wasn't that bad. Since Seamus left too Dean and I partnered up. He's not as good as you were with helping me but At least I didn't get stuck with some Slytherin who would have rather seen me fail the class."

"Speaking of Slytherins. What's the latest on the poison ivy boxers because I know we were going to wait until we went to Hogsmeade but I was kind of hoping we could get it done by Friday morning."

"Got something special planned?" A voice said from beside me. I looked up to find Harry and Ron who were just sitting down.

"Yeah actually I do." I told the three of them about what had happened with Malfoy earlier...leaving out the black lace and the kneeing. Only once was I interrupted when Harry cried out, "Easy access!" after I told him about Malfoy's remark on my underwear or what he thought was a lack there of.

"Oh this going to be good." Ron laughed after I finished telling them about the notes and my plan. "But how are we going to get poison ivy."

"That's easy." Neville said surprisingly confident yet again. "Poison ivy is very common in wooded areas...like a forest."

"Where are we going to find a-Oh you can't mean...no! Neville we are not going into the forbidden forest! Not again!" Ron said fiercely. "What if the spiders are still there?" he shuddered violently as he remembered the incident from our second year.

"No..." I said slowly. "Maybe we won't have to. Neville do you think you could convince Hagrid that we need the poison ivy for Herbology? He knows a lot about the grounds and I know he goes into the forest quite often."

"Yeah, we probably could...but what if he checks with Professor Sprout?" Neville asked nervously.

"That's a good point." Harry said thoughtfully. "Well, what if you just tell Hagrid that you want to study it? Would that work? Some kind of side project you're working on?"

"Yeah." I agreed, "That would work. I don't know though, I mean I know it was my idea but I feel a little bad using Hagrid like this. You don't suppose we could just tell him the truth do you?"

Ron considered this, "Maybe. I mean Malfoy did tell McGonagall about Norbert in our first year. He might want to get him back for it. Although maybe not I mean he is a teacher now and he would do and has done anything to protect that position. Unless of course you account when he attacked those ministry officials when they attacked McGonagall. We could always ask him though. After dinner maybe?"

We all agreed and began to eat our dinner. When dinner was over and students began to head back to their houses we all went up to the teacher's table to talk to Hagrid. When he saw us grouped there he came over with a big smile. "How hav' you all bin doin'?" he said coming to stand beside us buffing Harry on the shoulder with his large hand and Harry had to grab Ron's arm to keep from falling over.

"We've been good. Listen Hagrid, there's something we want to ask you." I said drawing closer to Hagrid so that we wouldn't be overheard but Harry gave me a look that said he'd do it. Which made sense, Hagrid was next to him anyway. Hagrid bent down and Harry whispered in his ear, telling him the plan. Hagrid straightened and tried to frown but his beetle eyes sparkled.

"I'm sorry but I can't help you, that's unethical." he said but then he bent down and looked us all the eye. "If I was going to help you I'd look behind my house after our class tomorrow for a brown bag that may have something that would help you inside." He winked and walked away grinning.

"I cannot believe that worked!" I exclaimed looking after Hagrid. I turned to look at the others and found them all grinning like mad. I began to smile too and then to my horror I started to giggle. "Oh this is going to be so good." The three nodded and Ron's face began to turn red as he held back is laughter. We all said goodnight and went to bed. When I got into the common room either Malfoy had gone to his room already or hadn't returned yet.

I went over to my desk once I got in my room and opened the top drawer pulling out the diary Dumbledore had let in the room for me. I stuck both of the notes that Malfoy had given me in it and then laid down on my bed with the diary and a ballpoint pen I'd brought from home. A quill and an ink bottle are just to dangerous to have on a bed. I opened the journal and began to write.

Journal,

Today was...weird. First I got up and went to get juice, Malfoy came up behind me and scared the shit out of me. I dropped the glass and got a cut on my leg. Then he makes an asinine comment about my sleep clothes and Harry which I'm not even going to dignify but writing in here. Then I thought well the hell with being nice I'm just going mess with his mind. So I acted all sluttish, getting close to him, saying things about the satin sheets, I ran my hand down his chest, rested it on his hip then started going toward his crotch but right before I got there I kneed him. Then there was this big episode where he accidently hit me with a book and all I was wearing was my underwear and bra Then he pressed me up against a wall pushing his erection into my hip, which was just weird. I mean hello, it's Malfoy how could he be turned on by me. But then in the library I heard him saying things about him trying to be nice, and him thinking I was pretty and that he didn't really mean anything when he called me a "mudblood" I'm beginning to get really confused because later on he was a total ass. So now Harry, Neville, Ron and I are planning a revenge involving black lace boxer shorts. This should be a lot fun.

H.

I sat the book on the night stand beside my bed and changed into my sleep clothes, another tank top and shorts combo. I climbed into bed and began to get comfortable when there was a knock at my door. 'Huh? Malfoy wouldn't want to talk to me so who could it be? Was there something I was supposed to do? Oh, maybe it's Gidea, I haven't seen her yet tonight.'

"Who is it?"

"Hermione, it's me...Draco."