Draco looked at the clock on the wall. Oh, shit. I guess I missed all of the morning classes. Well, off to lunch, I guess. He walked to the Cafeteria. Seeing the girl he was looking for, he made a beeline for the table she was sitting at. Kate Casselo walked up behind him.

"Hi, Draco. This Saturday, my house?" Kate said, seductively.

"What? Oh yeah, sure. Hey, Kate, may I talk to Hermione in private please?" Draco replied, absentmindedly.

"Yeah. Go ahead. 'Mione, I'll be over there, ok? Get me when you are finished talking with him." Kate said to Hermione, who was fixed on ignoring Draco and her and staring at her salad.

"Whatever. What do you want, Malfoy?" Hermione said, before taking a small sip of water. This is going to be a long lunch period. She thought.

"'Sup, 'Mione?" Draco said, leaning over in his seat and removing a book from his backpack. "Here. I know, not a friend-ish thing to do, but I had to. I'm sorry. It's your diary. Well...a copy of your diary, rather." Draco said, handing the book to Hermione.

"What! Oh my god, you read...oh shit. You didn't read about...oh crap..." Hermione said, taking a small sip of water, only to gag on it.

"Yeah...I read that you saw me and someone shagging/snogging in the supply closet. Shouldn't I be worrying about that? I mean, it's my reputation that's on the line here." Draco said. "Put your arms up; it helps, trust me."

Following his orders, Hermione put her hands over her head as Draco had asked. Overcoming her coughing fit, she asked, "So, who did you shag? It looked like...-"

"Ok, fine. It was Kate. OK? It was Kate. Or Rachel...I call her Cupkate...get it...cupcake, cupkate...nevermind..." Draco said, a dreamy look coming into his eyes.

"You're too old for her, you know. She's only fifteen. She has a whole lifetime ahead of her. So do you. Malfoy, you have to take it slow with a lady. This is really really good blackmail, you know that, right?" Hermione said, completely ignoring the pet name he had for Kate.

"You wouldn't dare, Granger." Draco said, his gorgeous gray eyes glaring.

"Well, I don't know. I'll make you a deal though. You help me with my appearance, and I'll keep my lips zipped." Hermione replied, making the sign of zipping up her mouth.

Draco pondered over her reasons for this deal. She was already attractive...although she did wear those flats a lot... Why would she want help with her appearance? Her personality was great too. Did she need him to talk to the jocks? About 10 of them had already asked him for a date with her. Why is she so worried? "Sure, 'Mione. Friday night I'll be at Kate's house but maybe on Saturday?"

"Oh, right. Kate's my host sister. Her house is my house this year! See you Friday, Malfoy." Hermione said with a smirk.

"What? You mean...you don't share a bedroom or anything, do you?" Draco asked, a little worried that they'd have to makeout (or more) in front of the girl he had liked for ages.

"Malfoy, like I said, her house is my house. Plus, I'm older, so I get her desk in her bedroom for homework when she's not using it. Now, since she probably won't be using it, will be. Unless you're planning on studying, which I highly doubt. You were the sex god of Slytherin. Let's see. How many girls can I count off that were bragging about their night of passion with you in the Great hall? Pansy Parkinson, Sabrina Shell from Ravenclaw, Mariah Windstorm from Hufflepuff, Willow Bark, Jessica Gutierrez from Gryffindor, Sarah DaMenn from Ravenclaw, Gina LaDilfe from-"

"Stop! That's in my past now. I don't want to think about it. I gave your stupid book back. See you in Bio, Granger." Draco said, coldly. Something had happened in 7th year that he didn't want to even think about.

HOW WAS IT? R&R! Next chapter will be a flashback of Draco's Seventh Year Disaster. Out soon will it be. May the Fanfiction be with you.Love, Ryn (Don't even ask...long story about a question on a science test...I'll tell you in my profile I guess...)