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A/N: Everyone, tomorrow is my best friends birthday, her name on fanfiction is SilverShiver, so go say happy birthday to her if you want, she's turning 16. Anyway, on with the chapter.

Chapter 7

'What the Hell' and the Kiss

They both looked at the sign in shock. All it said was 'Prefect's Bathroom,' when did they do that?

"What the hell?" Draco said finally.

"Exactly my thoughts," Hermione said. "Wait, they combined the bathrooms? Why would they do something like that?"

"Probably the same reason that they are putting the Head Boy and Girl together in the same common room."

"Why?" Hermione asked.

"Aren't you supposed to be the smart one here?"

"Yes, but I wasn't really paying attention."

"They are doing it for house unity."

"Oh, so what does girls and boys sharing a bathroom have to do with house unity?"

"I don't know, they have some pretty messed up rules this year," Draco said.

"Tell me about it."

"So, what do we do about the bet?"

"Well, we both win, or we both lose," Hermione reasoned.

"So which is it?"

"Does it really matter?"

"Yes, because I want to have won," Draco said.

"But if you won, then I won too. This means I don't have to do your bet."

"Ah, but I also won, which means I don't have to do yours."

"But I want you to do mine," Hermione whined.

"Well, then you have to do mine. It's either neither or both, and I am not being nice to your friends without as much as a kiss."

"Why do you want to kiss me anyway?"

"I don't know. I just do," Draco said with a hint of lying in his voice, he knew this was the perfect way to get her for his bet, he just needed to kiss her, and she would be all his.

"Fine, I'll kiss you for two minutes…"

"A day," Draco interrupted. "Two minutes a day for the whole week that I have to be nice to your rotten friends."

"You can't all of a sudden change the bet."

"I never said that it was only one kiss, I'm letting you off light; I could make it every day for the rest of the year."

"Fine. My god," Hermione swore.

"I am? I feel so proud."

"What?"

"You said 'My god,' I could've sworn you were talking about me."

"Oh, shut up."

"So do we have a deal?" Draco asked.

"Yes. I kiss you, for two minutes…per day…for the week. And you have to be nice to us."

"Fine, but I want the kiss first."

"What, like a down payment?"

"Yes, like a down payment, you kiss, then I be nice."

"What if I want to do it the other way around?" Hermione asked.

"Then you don't get a nice Draco."

"Whatever, I'm going back inside."

"For what?"

"My hairbrush, I need to finish brushing my hair before it dries this way."

"Okay, I need to get my towel," Draco said to her as they walked back in. He noticed for the first time her apparel. The shortest shorts he had ever seen and a tank top with no bra. This was probably the most scantily clad he would ever see her so he took in each and every inch, watching her as she brushed her hair.

"What are you looking at?" she asked when she finally noticed him looking at her.

"You."

"I knew that. Why?"

"Because I can."

"What if I don't want you to?"

"You know, if I'm going to be civil to you, you have to be civil to me."

"That wasn't part of the deal."

"Well, it is now."

"You can't go making all these new rules up."

"They aren't new rules. They are old ones that we never fully laid down," Draco said with a quick quirk of an eyebrow.

"No, you already got me with the kissing, I am not going to tolerate you changing the rules on my part of the bet."

"Well, technically, I don't have to be nice to you yet, since you haven't kissed me."

"So, you want me to kiss you?"

"Uh, yeah. I think that's why I made the bet."

"Now this kissing. Is it just like kissing, or is it like snogging."

"Well, lets see, I'm me, and it's my end of the bet. I say, I get to do whatever I want."

"That doesn't sound all that fair to me, Malfoy."

"Well, it's my bet. So I get to do whatever I want to you for two minutes."

"Okay, stop changing the rules," Hermione yelled.

"What do you mean? I am just elaborating on the ones already put into motion."

"Fine," Hermione said quickly before slamming her mouth on to Draco's and snaking her arms around his neck.

It surprised him, until he realized that she was kissing him already, he put his hands on her waist, pulling her in for more.

Then he started kissing her back, he parted her lips with his tongue and let himself in. He was surprised that she was such a good kisser. She fought with him over the dominance of her mouth, she tried pushing his tongue back in his mouth with hers, only getting hers in a little way before he ultimately pushed his back in her mouth.

Two minutes was what the bet was for, so when the two minutes was up, Hermione pulled away from his lips and smiled.

"Now you be nice," she said slyly before grabbing her bag and leaving the bathroom.

He was still standing there, amazed at what had just happened, he had kissed the Mudblood, he had started it, just so he could win this bet with Blaise. But he never guessed that she would be such a good kisser. He stood there for a few minutes, just thinking about the kiss. He wanted to have her do that to him again. He could not wait an entire day; he wanted her again, now.

He ran from the bathroom. He was thinking about her lips, her taste, the feel of her arms around his neck. The way her sexily sloped waist felt in his hands. He wanted to kiss her again and he went running after her. He ran for what seemed like ten minutes before he saw Hermione in front of him.

He tried to call out to her, but he was too out of breath. He bent over to catch his breath and as he looked up he saw her disappear behind a portrait of a very fat woman in a pink dress. He walked up to the portrait.

"Can you please let me in?" he asked after catching his breath.

"You are not in this house."

"I know, but I need to talk to someone."

"So have one of the teachers come and get them. I am not allowed to let in people from other houses."

"But it's urgent. I'm a prefect," he said, but he realized how he was dressed and that he didn't have his badge

"I do not see a prefect's badge, and even then, only Head boy and Girl are allowed to come in other common rooms."

"Fine. I'll talk to her tomorrow."

"Goodbye dear boy, I hope you find your clothes," the portrait said as he walked away.

When he got back to his own room. He screamed like mad into a pillow, not caring if he woke the others up.

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Hermione lay awake in her bed. Thinking of Dra-Malfoy. She didn't know what to do anymore. She had kissed him and…liked it. How was she supposed to react to that? What was she supposed to tell Ron?

Malfoy had been so…dreamy in his kisses. He was so much better than Ron. But she had loved Ron forever, since second year at least, and he loved her. So how was she supposed to go along and start kissing their worst enemy?

She fell asleep, thinking not of Ron, but of Draco, and looking forward to the next time she would kiss him, for it was a bet, and Ron could not do anything to stop it.

A/N: Ok, so this chapter was a little longer, I hope you liked it, I will try to update soon, but my sister is coming home this weekend and I'm going to be spending time with her, so it will probably be Monday or Tuesday. Please Review.

Love and Lemons to all!

Brittany