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How do you like it so far? Did it go bad or still okay? Anyway, hope you'll like this chapter, I finished writing it just now. The 4th chapter may come the day after tomorrow, but I'm not sure yet, so just trying checking tomorrow. I'm predicting myself to have writers block tomorrow, because of my school exam results (didn't do so well I'm afraid). So bear with me if I delay on posting the 4th chapter. See yah!

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-Chapter 3: Our Bedroom-

As Hermione stepped inside the room, she knew right away which one her side was. Half of the room was decorated in green and silver while the other half was decorated in red and gold, both sides divided by a white silk fabric used as a curtain. She went towards the curtains and pulled it to one side of the room then walked lazily to her queen sized bed and flopped herself on top of it as she closed her eyes.

Draco went to his bed and lay on it too. He faced the ceiling, deep in thought. Then a tear slid down from his eyes. Hermione saw this and sat up.

"What's the matter?" she asked entirely curious now.

"Nothing" he said as he hastily wiped his eyes with the back of his hand and rolled over on his stomach. Hermione raised an eyebrow then frowned. She stood up and walked over to his side of the room and sat just by his head.

"Tell me," she said sounding like it was an order

"Why are you doing this Granger?" he said trying to sound rude, but with no luck.

'Because this will be my revenge to you, asshole' Hermione thought. Aloud she said, "Well, because I think everyone needs a friend and I know that your Slytherin buddies were only there because their parents were friends with your parents. That's not friendship at all, which is where I come along. As I have mentioned before, you said it yourself you're changed now, remember?" Hermione lifted his head and rested it on her lap and made him look up so he can see her. "As I've said, you have to trust others besides yourself, and since we'll we in the same room for the whole year, you'll have to learn to trust me, now tell me what's wrong"

Draco stared at her and sat up, his back facing her. "I was just thinking about...everything"

"Everything?" Hermione said face showing one of confusion. "What do you mean by everything?"

"My life, how it turned out like this"

"Oh" she replied lamely

"Oh what?"

"Nothing, I just didn't expect you were thinking about your life"

"Tell you what Granger, why don't we start over?" Draco faced her and stretched out his hand in front of her. "Since we're going to be together all year round, might as well start over and become friends. Let's just forget everything that happened to us in the past"

Hermione looked at his outstretched hand. 'This will ruin everything in my plan' Hermione thought, but if she didn't take it, he'd think she was still against him. So she took his hand and shook it then smiled at him. "Nice to meet you Draco Malfoy"

"Nice to meet you too Hermione Granger" Draco said with a genuine smile. "Care to accompany me to the party at the Great Hall Hermione?"

"I'd be honored Draco" she said as she curtseyed and slipped her arm through his. They faced each other and laughed as they walked down the stairs together.

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As Draco and Hermione neared the Great Hall, music can already be heard. When they arrived, the Great Hall looked totally different as it sis during the sorting ceremony. There were a few candles floating, together with a few disco balls rotating in the air. There were different colors of lights, which moved around too. Hermione didn't know where it came form but it made the Great Hall look like a muggle nightclub. The usual four tables disappeared instead there were a few round tables being gathered at the side of the hall. In the other side was a long buffet table where students can just grab a bite or drink from time to time if they were hungry since it was already considered their dinner. The middle of the hall was packed with students dancing and as to where the Head table would usually be, there was a band and a few more round tables and chairs instead.

"Hermione!!" Harry shouted over the music as he ran over to the oak doors. "Where have you been?"

"No where, me and Draco here were just chatting about stuff up in our dormitories" she shouted back "Where's Ron?" Harry looked over his shoulder to find his other best friend gone. He looked back at her and shrugged. "Draco and I are just gonna dance, okay Harry? See yah later!" She said as she winked at him then walked out towards the center of the dance floor dragging Draco with her.

"Hermione, no!" Draco shouted

"Why not?" she shouted and faced him.

"I- I don't know how to dance!"

"Yes you do, everyone does!"

"Well, I don't!" Hermione frowned at this, but still continued to pull him towards the center of the dance floor.

"I'll teach you then!" she said as she stopped and faced him. He looked very unsure. "Just move with the music, bounce with the beat," Hermione than started moving around, and Draco imitated her, and slowly caught on with it "that's it, now, try moving to the beat along with me" she then moved closer to Draco with her back leaned on his chest and as she did some grinds. She turned around, now facing him entirely, she rested her hand on his chest and the other tangled with his hair, she then started to get much more closer to him than he'd imagine.

'This girl really has changed, the last thing I'd ever expect is to be dancing with Granger- I mean Hermione, and the worst part is, I'm actually enjoying this'

'What am I doing? I shouldn't be doing this, this would destroy my plan, and – as I regret saying this - I'm falling in love with him'

Draco twirled Hermione around and brought her back to his chest, and continued with the grinding. He smelled her now straight hair, which smelled strongly of strawberries. His hands were on her legs slowly going up towards her skirt, but then one of her hands took hold of his wandering hand. He thought she would take his hand away from her leg but instead she guided his hand past her skirt and right on her bum. She let go of his hand and wrapped hers by his neck, pulling him down as she whispered into his ear, "Can we go? I'm tired"

Draco stared at her for a moment then nodded. He pulled her by her wrist and guided her out the Hall and back to their dormitories.

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'What the heck are they up to?' a boy with familiar black-rimmed glasses asked himself as he slowly followed the couple out the Hall, after seeing them dance – if they wanted to call what they did, dancing – he has gotten more doubtful than ever.

He followed them all the way to the magical staircases and observed them from below as they made their way up. He noticed they were on their way to the east wing, where the prefect quarters were found.

'I never would have guessed that I'd say – or rather think – this, but I'm glad I listened to Snape, I would never have known where their quarters were' he was about to step on the first step going up the floors when a thought came over him. 'What the hell is their password?'

He sighed in surrender, until...

"Hey Harry!" a recognizable voice said from behind him, which made him smile widely. Harry turned and looked at his fellow Gryffindor.

"Have you seen Hannah? I've been looking for her everywhere!" he exclaimed sounding exhausted.

"Sorry mate, but I've got a favor, could you tell me what the..." he said, his voice slowly getting quieter as he continued with whispers.

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Draco went inside their room first and Hermione walked in right after, closing the door behind her and leaning against it. Draco then moved towards her and trapped her like he did at the train when he placed his hands on either side of her head.

"Why are you doing this?" Draco asked while looking down at the floor. Hermione lifted his head by placing her hand at the side of his face like what she did before then just looked into his eyes.

"I don't know," she said as she closed their distance "Why are you approving with this?"

"I don't know" he answered her sounding unsure

Their faces where now a mere centimeter apart, and Draco couldn't stand it anymore and neither can Hermione. Both closed in at the same time resulting their lips to collide. Their eyes shut as they continued kissing with passion.

Hermione felt her everything around her spinning and she sensed a strange feeling that what she was doing was right, and by this she didn't want to let go. Draco on the other hand felt confused and unsure his mind was debating.

'What am I doing?'

'You're kissing a mudblood'

'It feels right'

'But it's against your principles'

'My father's principles'

'Which you must also abide to'

'But he's dead, and I don't care anymore, this the first time I ever felt this way, and I'm glad. So shut up'

With that, Draco cleared his mind and focused on the girl he was with. He was telling the truth that he never felt that way before. He has been with plenty of girls, even slept with them, but none of them had made him feel so intense. Only Hermione did, and they were only kissing. He started to deepen the kiss until...

"Hermione? Are you in there?" said a familiar voice followed by soft knocking.

Draco and Hermione broke apart and looked at each other, then at the door.

"Hermione?" the voice came again. Hermione remained quiet. "Hermione! Open the door, I saw you going out of from the Great Hall a few minutes ago"

Hermione sighed and started heading for the door. As she was about to turn the knob, a forceful hand grabbed her wrist. She turned to see a worried and yet angry looking Draco. She gave him a questioning look, which was returned with a glare and a shake of the head. Hermione turned to the door again, but again was pulled back.

'What is it?' Hermione mouthed to him.

'He'll freak and get suspicious' he mouthed back.

'No he won't'

'Yes he will, he'll-' he stopped as Hermione's hand was already on the knob and was slowly turning it, revealing a very suspicious looking Harry.

As Harry looked at his best friend, he didn't miss out the blonde who was – for some reason – glaring at him. He cocked an eyebrow at Hermione and gave her another suspicious look.

"What?" Hermione asked questioningly, trying to look innocent.

"What are you doing in here? Better yet, what are you doing in here in the same room with Malfoy?"

"I just wanted to take a rest, I was bushed and he was kind enough to escort me back here," she answered smoothly.

"And you invited him into your bedroom?" He stated sternly, sounding a bit like McGonagall. Hermione was about to get to his question but was cut off by a certain blonde not to far away from them, obviously not wanting to be ignored.

"Correction Potter, our bedroom. If you haven't noticed, you should have a look around, or would you rather I give you a little tour of our quarters?" he said in the same tone Harry used.

'Honestly, does everyone here want to be McGonagall?' Hermione thought as the two boys in the room were glaring daggers at each other. Aloud she said, "Stop it both of you, Harry," she said as she looked at her best friend "Draco's right, it is our bedroom, and you," she looked directly at Draco "should have said it a bit less harsh because d-"

A flood of arguments, which – surprisingly – only came from two guys, cut her off. Hermione sighed and raised a hand signaling them to keep quiet. Eventually, both did.

"Will you two stop it?"

"He started it, he's the one who barged in our bedroom" Draco said defiantly, emphasizing 'our' yet again. Harry glared at him and replied defensibly.

"I did not barge in your bedroom," he started also emphasizing 'your'. "If I remember correctly – which I do - I even knocked before I came in, which was opened for me, I didn't and wouldn't ever barge in your room" Hermione just stared at him.

'How many times could a guy emphasize a word in a sentence? He should have emphasized everything' she thought. She shook her head and said "Stop it both of you, Harry, how did you get through the painting to the common room and our quarters anyway?" it was her time to look at him suspiciously.

"Umm...I guessed it?" he looked at her hopefully – obviously lying. Hermione raised an eyebrow. Harry then looked down looking sheepish. "Okay, I told Dean that you wanted me to come up here to help you with your things, which he obviously believed, and that if I tell you this, he asked me to tell you that he knew your password from this guy, Stuart" he said all of this in one breath.

Hermione just looked at him trying to process everything he just said. When she did, she still continued on looking at him.

"What?"

"Why exactly did you come here?"

"Because, I...I...I got worried! Yeah, got worried and, yeah, I came" he then grinned at her.

Hermione planned on saying 'If you must know, you're a bad liar Harry', so she did.

"If you must know, you're a bad liar Harry" Harry looked at him and then to the smug looking Slytherin behind her.

"You know Hermione, I'm tired of this, why the hell are you taking his side? Who is he now? Your new best friend? Did you replace me and Ron for this piece of scum?" he eyed Draco viciously, and then turned back to the girl in front of him "If you did, you could have just told me because I would have left minutes ago...in fact, I'm leaving right now" Harry turned swiftly towards the door and slammed it ruthlessly, as Hermione stared at the spot where her best – or rather in this situation, ex-best – friend.

"Told you he'd freak" Draco said as he casually made his way to his bed and flopped down and closed his eyes. Hermione quietly made her way to her bed and took one of the square crimson colored pillows, and then made her way to the side of his bed, right above him.

"Draco" she said seductively. He – unsurprisingly – opened his eyes expecting her so close to him ready to kiss him. And he was half right. She was close to him, but not to flood him with kisses, but to flood him with pillow strikes.

"Arghh!!! Stop it!" he repeated this lots of times but Hermione still went on, on whacking him every part of his body - mercilessly. But a few whacks later, she abruptly stopped.

"You made me loose my best friend!" she said crossly and stalked out the room with a slam on the door with no further justification.

All Draco could do was stare at her retreating back. As the door slammed shut, he flopped back on his bed and shut his eyes yet again. He wished for her to come back, but he knew better not to do so.

'What have I done now?' he thought to himself as he sighed. He slowly started slapping his face repeatedly.

"Ouch!" he said, not to soon realizing that his cheeks are stinging from his self-beating.

-End of Chapter-

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