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Recap: "You're just going to have to wait Malfoy because I'm in no hurry." Hermione shouted.

"OK, since you're not going to do it the easy way then I'll just have to break down the door and physically remove you myself"

"You wouldn't dare!" Hermione said starting to get a little scared.

"Watch me!" Draco paused then the next thing Hermione heard was, "ALOHAMORA!"…

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Before Hermione could blink Draco was in the bathroom.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! What the hell do you think you're doing!" Hermione screamed at the top of her lungs trying desperately to cover herself. Luckily there were still many bubbles so all Draco could see was from the shoulders up and the top of her knees sticking up out of the water.

"Malfoy, you better leave this instant!" Hermione screamed and she looked around the bathroom for the closest towel. "Turn around, close you eyes, or something! Don't just stand there."

It took Draco a second to think straight. He hadn't been expecting Hermione to actually be taking a bath. Of course that's what you normally do in a bathroom, but he had just thought that she was just standing on the other side of the door doing nothing except trying to aggravate him by staying in there when she had no reason to.

"I'll be out in about thirty minutes. I'm sure you can wait that long."

Draco's mouth was starting to get dry when he realized that his jaw was hanging open. He quickly shut it and began to turn around to leave when he remembered who was ordering him around. So he did a quick 180 and turned back around to face Hermione. " You will not be in here thirty minutes mudblood. Do you want to know why?"

"Not really Malfoy, but I'm sure you're going to tell me anyways."

Draca continued on as if he hadn't even heard her. "It's because a person of higher rank, that being me, needs to use the toiletries. SO therefore you must let the higher ranked person, me, use it and you need to leave at once." He said in a matter-of-factly kind of voice.

"Malfoy, I'm but naked! How am I supposed to leave when you're standing right there?" replied Hermione beginning to get mad.

"I'll keep my eyes closed I promise." He said with a smirk beginning to play across his lips. Hermione still wasn't satisfied. " Don't worry mudblood. Its not like someone of my statis would like to look at someone like you."

Hermione's frown deepened as she grabbed a towel from the floor and held it up as she stood up so as to cover up as much of herself as she could while getting out of the tub. When she was out she wrapped the towel securely around herself. But not securely enough because as she walked by Draco, heading toward the door, he pulled the towel from her and pushed her out the door, slammed the door and locked it so that she could not get back in.

Hermione was horrified. There she was standing in the middle of the hallway, covered by nothing. She made a maddened dash to her room to retrieve some clothes.

When she reached her room, she put on her clothes, which consisted of matching pink bra and under ware, bright pink, silk p.j. Pants, and a fitted solid white long-sleeved shirt, grabbed her book from the nightstand, and casually walked out of her room, down the stairs and toward the couch.

He leisurely stretched out and listened to the crackle of the fire for a second before opening her book, The Outsiders. She read a couple of chapters, really getting into the story when she felt her eyelids begin to seem as if they had ½ ton bricks on them. Before you knew it, her eyes were shut and she was asleep.

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"FIRE! FIRE!" that was the first thing that Hermione heard when she awoke the next morning with a start. Then next thing she knew she felt ice cold, freezing water being poured all over her. Her eyes snapped open and she stood up. She looked around the room to she Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret laughing hysterically.

This was the first time that Hermione had actually seen or heard him laugh, and of course it had to be at her misfortune. Before he could even think Hermione had lunged herself at him. Hitting, scratching, and biting anything she could get to.

" What do you think you're doing, you stupid mudblood bitch. Get your grimy paws off me." Cried Draco, trying desperately to pry Hermione from himself.

"You have messed with me the last time Malfoy! I am sick and tired of you putting me down just to get a good laugh in and make you feel better about yourself!" replied Hermione finally ceasing her attempt at tearing Draco to shreds. A single tear escaped the confides of her right eye before she had time to stop it. The last thing she wanted was for Drano to see her actually crying over what he did to her. So she leaped up off of him and bounded toward her room.

Drano watched her run for her room, and started to feel remorse for what he had done. Above all he hated to see woman cry. He saw enough of that at home when Locus would beat his mother. Drano may be a horrible person but one thing he did have was morels.

Although he felt bad for how he had treated Hormone he was no matter what going to go and try to comfort her. She was a mud blood and he wasn't going to forget it.

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Hermione had cried until she finally realized that she didn't care what he said. He was just one person. He could try to ruin her life but she would never let him succeed. She was convinced that he had no heart what so ever. There was absolutely nothing there inside his chest.

Soon Hermione drifted off to sleep only to be awoken a couple of hours later by her alarm clock. It was only Sunday, but Hermione never liked to let a day waist. She pulled her legs over the side of the bed, slipped her feet into a pair of open-toed slippers, stretched and walked over to her closet.

She pulled open the doors and peered inside. She saw all her clothes from home neatly hung. She pulled put a pair of tan corduroy pants and a light beige colored sweater. She slipped on her outfit, combed all the knots from her hair, put on barely audible make-up, and a pair of white flip-flops that had a heel on them.

She really wasn't in the mood for conversations so she decided to skip breakfast and head straight down to the lake. She walked out of her room, but before she walked out the portrait hole she walked into the library to pick out a book.

She picked up the first big book she could find without even looking at the title and exited the library. As she passed through the common room she could see Draco. She could feel him watching her, but she didn't even give him a backward glance before disappearing out the portrait hole.

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A particularly cold breeze passed by Hermione that is what finally stirred her from her book. She looked at her watch and realized that she had pretty much been reading all day. It was now 6:00. Her stomach growled so she decided to head back up to Hogwarts and get some dinner.

As she entered the Great Hall the first thing she saw was a flash of red hair and the next thing she knew she was in the embrace of a pair of very strong arms. She immediately knew who it was.

"Ron! I cant breath." She said through light giggles. Ron released her and looked straight into her eyes.

"I'm sorry 'Mione, but I've been worried about you all day. I couldn't find you anywhere. The last time I saw you was when you left in a hurry last night after the feast." Ron replied with exasperation clear in his voice.

"I'm sorry Ron. I should have spent our last day of 'freedom' with you, or at least told you where I was." Hermione answered wrapping her arms around his neck and giving him a sweet kiss on the lips.

"…."

"Will you ever be able to forgive me Ron?" She said kissing him again.

" I'm not sure. Give me another kiss and I'll think about it." Ron said with a twinkle in his eyes, much like Dumbledore's.

"RON!" Hermione's eyes got wide as she playfully hit him.

Hermione unwrapped her arms from his neck and they walked hand in hand to the Gryffindor table and sat down.

"By the way, where's Harry?' Hermione asked as she filled her plate with Shepard's Pie.

"This morning he said that he was meeting Genny in the library and I haven't seen him since." Ron replied with a shrug of his shoulders.

"So you were all by yourself all day?" Hermione said with a sympathetic look filling her eyes.

"Well Lavender kept me company." Ron rolled his eyes. It was well known that Lavender has had a crush on Ron since last year. Normally she got every guy that she wanted, but Ron was the first guy to ever turn down her advances and that made her want him even more. She was getting desperate and every chance she got she would try to be with him. Ron had no interest in her. He had wanted to be with Hermione since first year and now that he finally was he wasn't about to mess it up.

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Draco watched Hermione walk out of the common room that morning absolutely ignoring him. He hated being ignored. His father had ignored him all his life. The one person he wanted attention from. So when he came to Hogwarts each year he would try to get as much attention as possible. She didn't even look at him. It was like she didn't even know he was there. But he knew she knew that he was watching her. She was obviously still upset about last night.

Draco, with nothing better to do had decided to go down to the Slytherin common room to hang out with his 'friends' if you could even call them that. They only hung out with him because it was expected from them from their fathers. And Draco only hung out with them because there was simply no one else to talk to.

He walked out the portrait hole and started on his trek to the dungeons.

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LATER THAT EVENING

Draco pulled away from Pansy and looked at his watch and realized that it was already 5:30.

"Why did you stop Drakie-poo?" Asked Pansy in her most obnoxious voice ever.

"First of all Pansy, you're boring me, second of all, you're not my type and third of all, I'm hungry." Replied draco, lifting a finger with every point he made.

Draco stood and leaving Pansy on the couch sauntered out of the Slytherin common room, Great Hall bound.

As soon as Draco entered the common room he saw Hermione.

There's nothing more gross that a mudblood and a weasel kissing. Draco thought to himself, a sneer creeping upon his features. He watched Hermione and Ron walk over to the Gryffindor table hand in hand before walking over to his own table and sitting down.

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Ugh, I just HATE Hermione. Look at her kissing him. He's supposed to be mine and no one else's. I can't believe he would rather be with a mudblood than a pureblood. She must have cast a spell on him. HEY that's it! She's given him a love potion. That's the only logical explanation.

Stupid girl. She probably knew that I was after him. That's why she has suddenly developed an interest in him.

He'll be min in the end. I'll show her. She'll be begging for mercy by the time I get done with her.

Hmmm… But what if she snitches. Her and Dumbledore are always so buddy, buddy around each other. I wish I had a disguise or something.

That's it. OH, if I could only think of the name of that potion. OH YA, It's called the Polyjuice Potion. I'll act as someone close to her. Someone she wouldn't expect in a million years to harm her.

I'll get her back for ever taking my man. She'll be sorry she ever messed with me.

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A/N: Once again I would like to thank yall for reviewing, and being patient. I know it took me longer than usual to update. I've been real busy planning my B'day party. I'm so excited! Oh ya, I was gunna tell yall that if yall have any suggestions for my story than you're more than welcome to tell them to me In a review. I might just use some of them. Well plz review, and have a nice day… or night whatever.