:WARNING: Slight sexual content, very graphic(and not very well written )

Chapter 7: The Feast and the First Night

"Welcome returning students, and the first years as well, to Hogwarts!" Professor Dumbledore's voice was loud and easily heard. The first years had been sorted and the dinner was gone,Dumbledore began his speech. "Wonderful news, the evil Lord Voldemort," many cringes at this name," has been killed by a secret group." Dumbledore said this with a wink in Harry's direction, telling them it was the Order that had done the deed."As well as we have two new professors. Professor Sid Valentine has taken the role as the new Potions Teacher." Professor Valentine stood and waved. He stood at about 6' 3'' and had short brown hair and dazzling green eyes. His teeth seemed perfect and he was very thin. He wore his robes open revealing a green sweater and khaki slacks. Nearly every girl was swooning over him, this made the golden trio role their eyes.

"Just what we need, another conceited professor like Professor Lockheart." Ron muttered to the other two, who nodded in return.

"As such, Professor Malinda Burge will be in charge of Defense Against the Dark Arts." A thin, tan lady with blue eyes and long, straight black hair (with two bright green streaks) stood at about 5' 7'' . She smiled to the students, she couldn't have been more than 27 years of age."Give our new professors a hand." The students clapped and whistled."On another level of authority, this year's Head Boy is Draco Malfoy, from the Slytherin hous." Draco stood and waved, getting cheers from Slytherins and boos from Gryffindors."And the Head Girl is Hermione Granger, from Gryffindor house." She stood and said bye to her classmates, and made her way up front with Draco. "This concludes the welcome feast, please follow your Prefects to the commons and your class schedules will be given out on monday at breakfast. Enjoy the weekend." With that, the students made their way out, Hermione and Draco taking a back, and shorter, path through the castle to their head commons, following Professor McGonagall.

"Your password is Balance. Any questions?"

"No professor." the two replied. McGonagall nodded and they looked at eachother and went in.

"WOW!" Hermione loved the bookcases and the design. She was amazed."Isn't this AMAZING, Draco?" This caused Draco to stop in his tracks, staring at her akwardly.

"You... just called... me by my... first name." He was too stunned to say anything else.

"Eh... Eh... ummmm..." Hermione was glancing around looking for escape.

"Hermione, where were you this summer?"

'I can't... lie to him.' Hermione didn't know what to do. She refused to lie, even to Draco. "My Aunt's house."

"Where is that?"

"On a beach."

"What country?"

"Draco, will you stop pressing me? It's none of your damn business!" She turned to walk into her room.

"I think it is, Mya." Hermione stopped and turned.

"My name is not Mya, and if you think using a pet name for me will get you an easy lay, or the answer to that earlier bet, you're DEAD wrong." with that she marched into her room.

About 15 minutes later she came down and saw the common was empty. 'He must be in his room.' She walked to the bathroom, shower supplies in hand. She walked in and peeled her clothes off, tossing them into her "to wash" basket. She climbed in the shower and bathed for 30 minutes. When she stepped out, skin clean, she realized she forgot her pajamas. she used a drying spell on her hair and wrapped the towel around her, and went to her room, being stopped by a snickering Malfoy and his goons.

"So, little miss muddy gets clean every once in a while?" Pansy asked, laughing at the girl before her.

"Don't you have anything better to do with your life than ridicule others? You know, planning your wedding to your cousin?"

"Why you little!"

"How else could you stay pure-blooded? not many left huh? You'll have to start marrying half-blood and muggle-borns eventually. Or else you'll either become incest and your children will be deformed or you'll die out, either would teach you snobs a lesson." Hermione went to her room, slamming the door after her.

"You know, I do admire her long, thin legs." Pansy said.

'I just wanna lay down for a bit.' Hermione whispered to herself, not bothering to dress she climbed into bed.

"Hermione, you awake?" Draco stepped into her room quietly and saw her lying there, her comforter was at her waist exposing her back to him. He tiptoed over to her, wanting to see the goods. She muttered something in her sleep. Draco could barely make out, "don't hate me", and "Drake". His eyes widened. He stood up and backed out, closing the door quietly, he knocked loudly to wake her up.

"Hold on!" She pulled on a pair of short shorts, and a baggy with tee. He came in and sat down next to her.

"Mya, we need to talk."

"I'm not Mya, I told you not to-" Draco's lips were on her's, holding her tight. She struggled against him, but he held fast. When she gave in and kissed him back he pushed her back onto the bed, his lips moving to her neck. The night air was coming into her room, chilling everything around. She got goosebumps, her nipples, much to Draco's pleasure, were erect and hard. His lips worked her neck and his hand traveled up her shirt, cupping her breast.

"Well, Mya?"

"Drake, why don't you hate me?"

"I'm mad you didn't tell me. But, I knew we'd meet again." She smiled, but her face blushed as he removed her shirt and began to suck her nipple, playing with the other. He let his hand fall to her shorts and slip in, fingering her. She closed her eyes tight as his fingers entered in and out, making her more wet.

'This is what you've been craving all summer for Mione. Enjoy it.' But as she thought this, Draco stood and left her.

"That's for teasing me this summer." And he left the room, leaving a horny, wet girl on a bed topless, and alone.

Hermione sat up, smiling at the feeling of last night. but, her shorts. She wasn't even wearing them. She got dressed in a baggy black shirt and some shorty shorts. brushing her hair and using a taming spell. It was saturday and she felt like lazing around on the couch reading. Draco was sitting on his couch reading the paper when she came down and plopped beside him.

"Good morning, Drakie." She smiled.

"What are you on about Granger?"

"What ever do you mean, silly? You were acting so nice last night."

"When? I don't recall being "nice" to anyone cept Blaise."

"When you came in my room last night."

"Sorry, Granger, must have been a good dream, but after you left the bathroom, I sent the others out and went to bed. I was never in your room."

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Well? REVEIW...

Was it a dream? Was it someone under the polyjuice potion? Read to find out.

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