Author answers a few questions in the author notes after the chapter!

Chapter 8: The Imposter

Hermione was seriously confused for the next few days. Her hickey was still there, but Draco hates her. Not to mention, he told the whole damn school about her having a dream about him seducing her. Now, she can't go anywhere without being laughed at or humiliated.

"Hermione, I can't believe you'd dream that!" Ron wasn't laughing, neither was Harry. They were furious.

"I'm telling you, either Draco came in or someone under the polyjuice, it was not a dream!" Hermione had tears welling up. Her two best friends were not believing her.

"I believe you, Mione." Ginny whispered to her as she sat down next to the distressed girl, giving her a comforting hug.

"Thanks, Ginny." Hermione grabbed a piece of toast and decided she was going to rock out in her common until afternoon lessons.

She went into her room and put on a red tank top and a pair of black shorty shorts. Pulling her hair up into a high ponytail, she put on Bowling For Soup's 1985 and began dancing, enjoying the music and forgetting about all her problems.

Woohoohoo

Woohoohoo

Debbie just hit the wall, she never had it all

One Prozac a day, husband's a CPA

Her dreams went out the door When she turned twenty-four

Only been with one man

What happened to her plan

She was gonna be an actress

She was gonna be a star

She was gonna shake her ass

On the hood of White Snake's car

Her yellow SUV is now the enemy

Looks at her average life

And nothing has been alright

Since Bruce Springsteen, Madonna

Way before Nirvana

There was U2 and Blondie

And music still on MTV

Her two kids in high school

They tell her that she's uncool

Cause she's still preoccupied

With 19, 19, 1985

"Wow, Granger. I didn't know good girls danced like that." Draco said. Hermione stopped dancing, face red, breathing hard. Her skin was glistening with sweat and she had an embarrassed look on her face.

"What do you want?" She muttered," Trying to find another way to ruin my life? I mean, someone is out using your body, or you're lying to the whole damn school to ruin my reputation."

"You already ruined that, my dear ignorant companion. And I seriously doubt someone is using my body."

"What are you talking about, already ruined my image?"

"Well, you used to be a quiet, studious, shy, and very modest. Now, you're punk, sexy, hot, and showy."

"I've always been this way, I just never showed it here."

"Must have been a shock for Potty and Weasel."

"Harry and Ron, and yes, it was."

"Ginny must really look up to you, too."

"I guess." Hermione shrugged 'What's with this guy?'

"You know, Hermione, this new you is… quite the turn on." Draco said getting behind her and letting his hands run up and down on her sides and back.

"Draco, just stop it. You're just going to use this against me again!"

"No I won't." This is about the time Draco pushed Hermione on the couch, climbing on top of her, letting his hands remove her tank top. "This bra is very nice. I makes you look bigger. Bigger is always better."

"Draco, GET OFF!"

"Why should I? You're just teasing me. I mean, why else would you wear skimpy clothing and be dancing like that?" Neither of the two heard the portrait open.

"Draco, you're really scaring me. GET OFF ME!"

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" The two got up and looked at another Draco standing there. "Granger, what are you doing? Cloning me to have super fantasy sex or something?"

"Draco! Thank Merlin!" Hermione grabbed her tank and ran behind him, putting the top back on. Before either could act the imposter was gone.

"Hermione, what happened? You're all sweaty and scared, and dressed very showy. What was going on? It sounded like you were getting raped."

"You wanna hear it?"

"Yes."

"Why do you care?"

"Granger, you were practically raped, IN YOUR PRIVATE COMMON!"

"You won't believe me!" She spat bitterly.

"Why not? I just saw an imposter of myself doing horrid things. This isn't the first time either!"

"You didn't believe the first time! You said, 'It must have been a dream because I'd never do that with a muggle born.' And what would make this scenario any more believable?"

"Maybe because I SAW the imposter."

"Well, maybe it was just a dream you were having!" Hermione stormed up to her room to get changed for afternoon classes, leaving Draco to ponder alone.

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A/N:

I know this didn't really focus around them as a couple. Plus I don't do pre-writing or brainstorming for these chapters (with the exception of ch. 4, I thought of that a day before I wrote it.) The story controls me. I make it up as I go, use spell check often and save it when I'm done, each chapter takes roughly 30 minutes to write. I try writing as much as possible. With school back in full swing, I don't get much time. I try doing things in English because it's free-write, but I'm usually doing my advanced honors trig homework in that class because I use homework time on the computer typing these stories. Oh well, anyways a few answers:

NeoAddctee- She only smokes every so often, like when she's over stressed or just bummed out. She's not like addicted, and she's not a chain-smoker either.

dracotersexiness- He really isn't thinking about it. It's kind of that whole in denial stage, deep down, he thinks they look similar, it's just the personalities between Hermione and "Mya" are so different, that he doesn't think, omg, it's Hermione I made out with. Besides, if I made him recognize her so soon then all of a sudden my writing would get shittier and the story would rush. and it just wouldn't be good. Beside, it would ruin the whole plot I've got in my mind you don't know about. Next, he really liked Mya, and thinking it was Hermione the whole time would make him upset at himself, but I promise he will find out in due time.

Goth-Girl-Yuffie- I cannot figure it out, what is NYC? I'm sorry, but I'm not great with comp abbreviations.

I've decided to ask random questions in random chapters to see if anyone actually reads my Author's Notes.

If abbreviations are to shorten words, then how come it's such a long word itself !¿

Now, my disclaimer:

Don't own, don't sue, don't steal meh plot!