From here on out, the disclaimer applies to all chappies! So I DON'T have to disclaim it over and over again. Not that J.K. Rowling and posse are really going to read this and think "HEY! She didn't give me rights to my own characters! Let's sue that bloody muggle!"

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Five reviews in one day, I feel like quite the happy writer. Beloved reviewers, I dedicate this chapter to you. And I'll make it as long as I can. As for the last chapter, God rest his soul, I just love crazy Dumbledore. I had to. And the beginning viewpoint was a little confusing because I got halfway through when I decided to change from 3rd person into Malfoy's POV, so that's why the first thought is Hermione-ish.

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If anyone was in the Slytherin common room to witness this, which, they weren't, it would have appeared quite the amusing exchange.

"Hey Drake," said Pansy, "something on your mind?"

"Mmhmph" muttered Draco, staring straight into the fireplace, deep in thought of just how to use his night with Granger.

"Want to go down to the hall?" she asked her friend, slightly bemused by his uncharacteristic behavior. She could've sworn last time she was reading the Malfoy Handbook there was something about constant awareness.

"Whatever Pansy" Draco mumbled, at a tone that was next to inaudible.

"Want to go snog Hagrid in the Forbidden Forest?"

"Sure Pansy" he replied, without so much as a second glance.

"Want to run around Hufflepuff's commons stark naked?"

"Fine, just give me a moment here." he replied, flicking his hand at the air as if trying to swat her away.

"Will you admit that Harry Potter is far sexier than you will ever be?"

"Naturally, Pansy, just-WHAT! Potter, better looking than ME?" he yelled, standing up.

"Well, that kicked him out of his reverie"

"Calm down Draco, I was just trying to get your attention, you've been quite zoned." Pansy said, as if talking to a young child.

"Well, I've got a little problem on my mind. Come to think of it, this is just you're expertise." Draco said, looking up at her with a boyish grin. A/N- Cling Pansy is far too annoying for me. I like Pansy/Draco friendship. It's nicer. She nodded, and asked him to continue.

"Hmm, I've been wanting to get this girl, well…" he paused "Don't look at me like THAT Pansy! You'll make me wretch. I don't want to get her in a romantic sense woman! I want to get her, flustered, angry, and embarrassed. I've got the perfect opportunity, tonight, but I have no idea what to do!"

"What kind of opportunity?" she asked, knowing that if he didn't want to tell her who the girl was and what the circumstances were, that was the end of the story and she was not to prod. The Parkinsons have a handbook too, you know.

"A kind of opportunity in which I have power, unlimited resources, an empty classroom, and up to three hours."

Pansy nodded.

"Yes, well, I might know just the thing."

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Draco,

In my cupboard are all necessary ingredients for making any potions of your choice. You may have Granger clean, sort, dust, cut something revolting, or make and test any (reasonably) harmless potions. Do have fun.

-Severus.

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After dinner, Hermione was heading to the library when she remembered about her detention.

"I was not made for this kind of physical activity!" she thought despairingly as she sprinted down to the dungeons.

Outside the door, she took a few moments to catch her breath before thrusting the door open to see a smug looking Draco Malfoy with a toothbrush in his hand.

"Do close your mouth Granger. I know I'm dashing but it really is unattractive for a lady to stare. Not that you're much of a lady, in all honesty. You should really-"

"WHAT. ARE. YOU. DOING. HERE!" yelled Hermione, pointing a finger at him.

"You know, Granger, filling in for Snape. I think an appropriate punishment is you, taking this toothbrush, and this soap Malfoy, oddly, took out a bottle of "Scrubbing Bubbles" and scrape all of mudblood scum off of that chair. Over there, you know, the one you sat at today." Malfoy finished, with a smirk.

"Why you little PRAT! I cannot believe you, you twitchy little ferret!" Hermione began, lunging at him.

He dropped his things on her desk, and right when her hands were about to attempt to encircle his neck he grabbed her wrists, walked them to the wall, and pinned her arms over her head.

"Temper, temper, Granger" Malfoy said, clicking his tongue. She was livid, and he was positively giddy.

"You wouldn't want to do anything…rash" he said, face so close to hers she could feel his breath on her cheek as he spoke. She was glaring at him, as if daring him for a challenge. He slowly let go of her wrists, then stepped to the side, as to clear her path, and put his arms out, as if he was a showgirl on Wheel of Fortune and her desk was her prize.

"A challenge she wants, and a challenge she will get." He thought, smirking, as he watched her inner battle as she picked up the toothbrush and hesitantly began scrubbing the seat.

"Pansy said the second half will only be fun if she becomes attracted to me. I'm sure that can be managed, what with my good looks and wit. Speaking of good looks, Granger looks oddly ethereal in this dim lighting. Mysterious, that one. Should make her all the more fun to destroy."

He effortlessly strode over to her desk, which she was sitting on, admiring the now sparkling chair. It's a deal where there's a bar connecting the desk to the chair and she's sitting on the desk facing the chair with her legs swinging over the side of the desk facing her chair and her arms behind her holding her up on the large desk…got it?

"Odd, I didn't think anything could sparkle in the dungeons." He thought.

He snuck up on her right and placed his hands lazily on the desk, and bent down so his low voice pierced her ears in the unexpecting silence.

"Much better" he said, looking straight at her.

"Three, Two, One"

Right on cue she opened her mouth to rebuttle and that's when he struck.

Right there, on the desk, Draco Malfoy kissed Hermione Granger.

She lifted her arms to push him off, but in the process fell onto her back, since her arms were holding her up. He put his arms on both sides of her body and broke the kiss.

"Tell me you hated that Mudblood. I dare you."

"I hated that." She hissed at him.

He captured her lips once more, this time with more force. She tried to shove him, but he was far too strong for her. Her arms subconsciously wrapped around his neck and before she knew what she was doing she was pulling him closer. Savoring this expert kiss. Kissing back.

"This is too good! She's actually going for this. Draco Malfoy, you handsome man you. Two points! Although, not that I'd ever tell her, Granger isn't bad at snogging for only having practiced on Weasel Bee. If she didn't talk, she'd be rather attractive as well."

He pulled away, and looked her straight in the eyes. Her eyes were glazed over in confusing, anger, and something foreign, he couldn't really identify on her. She snapped back into pure anger when she saw the look in his eyes. Triumph.

"I'm going." She said, trying to push herself up from under him, once more.

"But we're only halfway done here Granger." He said, flicking his wand lazily at the board. "You've got a potion to brew for me."

She was horrified when she saw the first word appear on the board.

Veritaserum.

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