A/N: Omg, I am sosososo sorry for not updating in so long. I was really sick on Wednesday, then I left on Thursday to go down to Reno by train for a jazz festival. I play the bass and my school goes up to Reno once a year to compete. We won! But anyway, all the traveling made it hard for me to update because I had no internet. Sorry again, and thank you ALL so much for reviewing! So many people did, and it makes me really happy to know that all of you cared to review while I was gone! So some shout outs are in order:

Raisa: Yeah… I probably would have told everyone too. Hehe. Sucks that you have to study… I hate studying.

Thescottishcat: I still haven't decided where to add in a bit of Harry/Jessica… but it will probably happen! Just don't know where yet… And no trouble in the relationship thus far… but in the next chapters, who knows?

The REAL Cheese Monkey: Oh my god… your description literally made me laugh out loud. I can totally picture him doing that. Let's just hope for Hermione's sake that he doesn't, or else this story could fast go from a Hermione/Draco romance to a Draco Slash. Just joking :)

Kavina: I love the fact that you left two reviews because you wanted an update. Hahaha… you are awesome. Anyway, yeah, I pondered weather Hermione drinking fire whiskey was too much, but realistically by the age of 17 most people have experimented around with that sort of stuff, and I mentioned that it was only her third time, the first too being the end of the summer ball and a sip of her dads wine on new years hehe. Plus, I also said that she only had several sips, and did not get drunk. So I hope it wasn't too much of a shocker :)

Jibs: Glad you like it! It's nice to have a new reader… hope you continue!

Burnt Reflections: Yeah, well you rock my… furry magenta socks! (I actually have some of those… oo it was a gift, I swear!) Hmm… so you want some Harry/Jessica also? Alrighty then! As I said to thescottishcat, I'll try and add some in when it fits!

Chikka: Well in the case of Chance, he only went to summer school with Hermione, so when she went back to Hogwarts, he stayed back at Merlin's because that was where he went year long. And considering they didn't talk much, AND that he told her he had feelings for her, I think that with his shy personality he will not be visiting her anytime soon… but who knows :) Maybe I will add some more about him soon… trust me, none of the characters have disappeared for good! Hope that cleared it up for you.

LaurenJohnson924: I think they would look cute on him too… I'm happy you like to story!

Tears in my Heart: Glad you loved it… and believe you me, I will continue!

Hermia's wings: Good idea! Perhaps I'll use it… And there is a little Draco in this chapter, but not as much as usual. But there will be a lot more in the next chapter I think…

Han: Here's more! I'm happy that you love it! Keep reading.

AmErIcAnCoWgIrL: Yeah, I could see him singing both those songs (no they are two different ones… you know, Material Girl goes "Cause we are living in a material world, and I am a material girl." And Barbie girl goes "I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world…" But wow… they are kind of similar… haha sorry I took so long to clarify that.) ANYWAY, I hope this chapter was long enough for you :) And trust me, your long reviews don't bother me at ALL. I love them.

Vick: Yeah, I didn't want it to be like some stories where Ron and Hermione have some HUGE falling out. I like them to be friends!

DaVinciWyoka: Hell yeah, real men wear pink! I love annoyingly perky people… hahaha.

Browneyes: Glad you liked it :)

Maria Casey Weasley: Hey! I haven't seen you in a while… I'm glad you are still reading!

Kit and Kenny: Yeah, black is more his color ;) Here's the update you wanted!

OKAY! ON TO THE STORY!

Chapter 32 – Tattletale

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Hermione's eyes fluttered open. It was the second time in the past couple days that she had been rudely interrupted by the frantic knocking on her door. She warily rose out of the sleeping bag, looking over at Parvati who was snoring slightly, and walked over to the door, opening it.

"Hermione!" Lavender wailed, pulling Hermione to her into a strong hug and sobbing into her shoulder.

Hermione pulled her into the hall and trying not to wake Parvati. "What's wrong Lavender?" She asked.

"Everything! Can I just... come in?"

"I don't think that's the best idea right now to tell you the truth." Hermione said, picturing the fight that would surely ensue when Lavender and Parvati found themselves in the same room.

"W-why not?" Lavender asked in a hurt tone.

"Do you really want to know?"

Lavender nodded.

"Okay, you asked for it." Hermione said. "Parvati came over for a sleepover last night."

Lavender's face screwed up when she heard the name that belonged to her former best friend. "Oh," she said shortly. "Her."

"Come on Lavender, you guys used to be best friends... and really, if you think about it, Parvati didn't do anything wrong." she said gingerly.

"You're going to take her side?" Lavender asked in an amazed tone. "I thought I knew you better than that." She was now looking at Hermione in a disappointed way, but refusing to break eye contact. Lavender often did this, too bold to look away, and her dark eyes which bore into you mercilessly were enough to make anyone uncomfortable.

Hermione looked down. "I'm not taking anyone's side!" she exclaimed in her defense. "Whatever I say gets me in trouble!"

"Okay fine." Lavender said, waving away their past subject. "Anyway, I came here because I need help." She went back to looking sad and upset, her bottom lip trembling slightly and her eyes big and round.

"Yes?"

"Don't be mad at me!" she said, bursting into a fit of dramatic (and what Hermione suspected might be fake) tears. She draped herself onto Hermione once again, clinging to her shoulders like a leech.

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked mistily, still tired.

"Okay, so the thing is... I really want to be friends with Parvati again," she said quietly, looking down.

Hermione smiled. It was the first time she had heard Lavender admit she was wrong, and it only made her care for Lavender a bit more.

At not hearing a response Parvati looked up. "What are you smiling at?" She snapped, back to her proud self.

"Oh nothing. As you were saying..."

"As I was saying," Lavender repeated, as if she had been rudely interrupted. "I don't want to fight with Parvati... but..."

"But what?"

Her lips curled down in a frown and looked up at the ceiling with a long drawn out sigh. "I may have slept with Seamus."

"What?" Hermione snapped, twirling around to face her and widening her eyes. "Lavender, you didn't!" She said, thinking of what it would be like to have Parvati as a best friend for the rest of her life. She couldn't deal with that... Lavender and Parvati had to become friends again. "What about Parvati?"

"I wasn't thinking, okay?" she said defensively, as if she had done nothing wrong and it had just been a minor mistake. "You don't have to make me feel bad... sheesh."

"Lavender!" Hermione repeated in a motherly tone. "You didn't!"

"Will you stop saying that?" she asked in annoyance. Then she once again looked timid, like a guilty puppy dog.

Hermione narrowed her eyes. "Lavender... what else is there you need to tell me?"

Lavender looked at her nervously. "Okay it gets worse," she said, stalling for time.

"What?" Hermione asked, not knowing how it could possibly get any worse. After all, Lavender and Parvati had been in a fight to begin with and sleeping with Parvati's crush didn't exactly help the matter.

"Some kid heard us and told McGonagall!" she wailed, sobbing once again and blowing her nose rather loudly on Hermione's sleeve.

"What happened?"

"Well... luckily the kid didn't tell her who the couple was..." There it was again. That ashamed look, as if the word GUILTY was written in big letters on Lavender's forehead.

"Why are you looking guilty?" Hermione asked Lavender. "Lavender... answer me. Why are you looking so guilty?"

"Well..." Lavender began. "Uh..."

"Spit it out." Hermione said boldly, placing her hands on her hips.

"Hermione... you know I couldn't come right out and tell McGonagall it was me, right?" She asked hopefully.

Hermione's eyes narrowed once again. "What did you do?"

"I... I..." But instead of answering the question, Lavender burst into yet another fit of tears, this time real, wiping at her puffy eyes. She looked immensely pitiful, and Hermione started to feel sorry for her until she spoke her next words. Lavender answered her question. "I Had to do it! I had to tell her it was you!"

"Me?" Hermione asked, confused. She had no clue what was going on. "What did you mean?" She laid a hand on Lavender's shoulder, trying to calm her down enough to get the information she needed.

"I told McGonagall that you were the one who had sex at school." She choked out, bracing her self.

Hermione looked at her for a moment, wide eyed and trying not to believe what she had just heard, then as it all came crashing down upon her, she pulled her hand away from Lavender's shoulder in disgust. "Why would you do that?" Hermione asked incredulously, still not believing it was true.

"I had to!" she repeated. "You know that I've been in trouble more times than I should have... something like this surely would have had me expelled! And you... you have a spotless record. I just thought... I thought..." She trailed off, ringing her hands together nervously.

"You though what?" Hermione spat. "That you could just dump all the blame on me?"

"No!" Lavender said, she was looking rather pale. "Well... yes." She looked up at Hermione uncertainly.

"That's really low. Even for you."

Lavender continues to wring her hands, her bottom lip now trembling immensely. She was no longer in charge, no longer bold, or even proud. Just vulnerable, open, and scared. The silence hung so thick in the air you could cut it with a knife.

"Well." Hermione said bluntly. "I'm going to go."

"Where?" Lavender asked, looking up at her.

"I don't know. Maybe I'll go pack my bags so I'm ready incase I get expelled." She looked at Lavender now with the same ruthless stare Lavender had been giving her moments before. Finally, she turned, heading slowly back to her door and muttering the password. The portrait swung open, and just before Hermione took a step inside, Lavender spoke once more, her words quiet and shaky.

"Are... Are you going to tell McGonagall it was me?" She asked.

Hermione looked back at her. She couldn't believe she had once thought of this person as her friend. "No." She said coldly. "Unlike you, I don't like to see others get into trouble." And then she vanished into her room, leaving Lavender sniffling in the hallway.

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Hermione walked slowly down the deserted hallway and towards McGonagall's office. She had become increasingly nervous since McGonagall had requested to see her at the end of classes, and knowing what it was about, mentally cursed Lavender for doing such a thing. Still, it should have been expected, as Lavender was dramatic, and had a way of making Hermione's life feel more and more like a soap opera. She paused at the door, drawing a fist and knocking.

"Come in Miss Granger." Professor McGonagall's voice called from within, and Hermione pushed the door open, entering and re-closing it behind her. "Sit down."

Hermione did as told, and took a seat in the wooden chair facing her teacher. She looked at McGonagall's face, trying to figure out if she was in real trouble, but it was expressionless as usual. Hermione opened her mouth to speak but was cut off.

"I am very disappointed with you Miss Granger. To think of a head student doing such things... and in the middle of the Gryffindor common room! I frankly am appalled!"

Hermione's eyes widened. Lavender had failed to mention that her little escapade had gone on in the common room.

McGonagall continued. "What you do in your own time is your own choice, but for gods sakes, please at least have the decency to do it in the privacy in your own room!"

Hermione cheeks reddened. "I didn't do it, professor! I swear, there's been a mistake. I don't know who it was, but it wasn't me!"

McGonagall sighed. "There's no use in lying Miss Granger. That will only get you into more trouble. I have discussed this situation with the Head Master," She paused at seeing the fear on Hermione's face, and added "no names were mentioned, and at consulting the school rules we have found that there is no where that it talks about the punishments for... sexual acts on school grounds." She coughed, clearly just as uncomfortable discussing the subject as Hermione. "So for now, it seems we are not in the position to punish you, as these are your own personal decisions. But I do hope that you will not make such decisions again in the near future."

"I won't Professor!"

McGonagall gave a curt nod. "Back to class."

Hermione rose from her seat and gratefully rushed out of the room.

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Hermione dashed through the portrait hole, happy to be out of McGonagall's reach. Her mind was drifting to all her troubles just as she saw a figure pause in the doorway.

"Hi." He said, looking at her uncertainly. "Granger?"

She shook her head, as if trying to shake away her day dreams, and looked at him. "Yeah, sorry, my mind was wandering. What's up?"

"Are you okay?"

"No. Not really. You won't believe what lavender did."

She then proceeded to tell him the whole story, beginning to end.

"You're joking." Draco said flatly. "You… have sex in public? Or at all for that matter?" He chuckled loudly.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing. It's just you aren't exactly the type to go fuck someone in the middle of a common room."

"Yeah I know! And I told McGonagall that it wasn't me… but I don't think she believes me! She just sort of looked at me like I was some misguided young teen."

"Yes yes… you, Granger, are most defiantly misguided. Dare I even say… dirty?" He said playfully, looking at her mischievously.

She giggled. "Oh shut up." She said, pulling him into a kiss.

"As much as I'd like to stay here and snog you all day, we both have transfiguration next period in 15 minutes."

"Oh, that's right." She said, and then groaned. "Great, I have to see McGonagall!"

Draco laughed. "Good luck with that." He disappeared into his room, and Hermione stood, turning and beginning to walk towards her own.

"Oh, Hermione?"

She turned. "Yeah?"

"Have you… seen anything of mine?"

"No… what are you looking for?" She asked with concern."

He paused for a minute. "Just a pair of boxers."

She thought for a second, then her eyes widened and she smiled at remembering a particular flowered pair. "What did they look like?" She pried, hoping to hear him describe them.

"Umm… Never mind." He said, walking back into his room.

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Hermione sat at her desk, doodling carelessly over her paper as the class roared. For once, McGonagall was late, and the mixture of Gryffindor's and Slytherin's were taking good advantage of the situation, keeping to their own houses of course. Harry and Ron were sitting beside her, talking to each other, and she was simply doodling, too tired from the sleepover to really do much of anything.

Finally, to doors burst open, and McGonagall burst through them, her brow furrowed, and Dumbledore close behind.

"Really, Albus, I don't see how this is necessary. I'm sure they learn this kind of stuff from their parents." She snapped glairing back at him. He simply smiled. She let out a deep sigh and turned towards the class, who had now become very silent. "Alright class. There has been a slight lesson plan." She shot a death stare in the head masters direction. "Because of recent happenings and several students who were unable to control their… urges," She shot a look in Hermione's direction, and Hermione blushed deeply. Draco laughed. McGonagall continued, "We have decided that a… sexual education class is in order."

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A/N: Hehehe… this will be fun to write. Hope you guys enjoyed… at least 7 reviews before an update! Next chapter will be the beginning of the Sex Ed. class… and more about Draco's boxers perhaps? You will have to read to find out!