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A/N- Here's chapter 3! Thanks to my reviewers, as few as there are. I hope all my readers just take the time to say, "Excellent story!" or even just a, "Good job!" If you don't like the chapter, review anyway and tell me what's wrong with it. I really want to have a lot of suggestions!

Too Perfect

Chapter 3

First Time

Draco smiled as he remembered everything Hermione and him had talked about that summer day. She not only talked a lot, but she listened inventively, too. He told her all about his father's cruelty towards half bloods or Muggle-borns. He told her how his father would yell at him whenever he would come home, for no reason. Draco even told her about how his father had beaten his mother when she tried to defend and protect Draco. He'd never told any one that.

Draco went down a flight of stairs and was at the entrance to the Slytherin Dungeon. He said the password, disgusted by the word, "Mudblood" and the cement wall that he was standing in front of melted away, revealing a green and silver room. Draco walked inside the Slytherin Common Room and sat down on a chair, still thinking about Hermione. Blaise Zabini, a fellow Slytherin, came over to him and said, "What brings you to Slytherin House, Draco?"

"I am a member of the Slytherin House, Blaise."

"Yeah, I know that, but, why aren't you in the Head Tower?"

"I just don't want to be there, okay?"

"Okay, fine. I was just asking. Have you had anything good lately? If you know what I mean!" Blaise started laughing and playfully slapping Draco on the arm.

"Yeah."

"Who?"

"None of your damn business!"

"Well, god, Draco! I thought we were best mates!"

"What gave you that impression?"

"Well, we've been friends since 2nd year. We tell each other everything about the action we get."

"We haven't done that since 6th year, Blaise."

"I wasn't aware anything had changed!"

"Well it did! My father died, remember?"

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Everything! I changed after he died. I'm not the same old Draco Malfoy that I once was."

"What are you saying?"

"Just, never mind, Blaise! I wouldn't think you would understand"

Draco got up and walked out of the Slytherin Common Room. He didn't know why he had blown up like that. Blaise used to be his best friend. They did tell each other everything. Then Hermione came into his life, and he wasn't the same Slytherin that he once was. He didn't believe in all of the Slytherin ways anymore. He didn't think Muggle-borns, like Hermione, were terrible, filthy Mudbloods. He didn't think that making fun of Potter and Weasley was amusing anymore. After his father's death and Hermione came into his life, his whole way of life changed. Everything was different now.

Ron woke up the following morning, still thinking about what Ginny and Harry were up to. He got up and started getting dressed. He glanced over to Harry's bed. The curtains around the bed were closed. Ron glanced around the rest of the room and found that the rest of the beds were the same way. He thought, Hmm. I guess it must be early. Oh well. I'll just go wait in the Common Room for someone to get up. Ron finished getting dressed in his school robes and went down to the Common Room. He was about to sit down in a comfortable looking chair when he heard the Portrait Hole open. He quickly turned to see who it was and saw his sister at the other end of the Portrait Hole. She was talking to someone, but Ron couldn't see who. She hadn't seen him, yet, so Ron hurried to find a hiding place near the Portrait Hole, so he could hear what was going on. He settled for under a table next to the Portrait Hole.

"…and I wanted to say thanks."

"Thanks? For what?"

"I don't know. Thanks for a wonderful even- well, wonderful morning. Thanks for understanding about Ron and meeting me at ungodly hours in the morning and at night. Thanks for being a great boyfriend, I guess."

"Boyfriend?"

"Well, what I meant by boyfriend is that you're a boy who is my friend. I didn't mean it to imply that I thought that we were boyfriend and girlfriend. It just came out wrong. I'm sorry!"

"Ginny! Stop! I meant: You consider me your boyfriend? Because, I consider you my girlfriend."

"You do?"

"Of course. Although, the title "boyfriend and girlfriend" sounds so weird when I'm talking about us."

"I know what you mean."

Ron could see Ginny lean towards the mystery man, who Ron still couldn't see. It looked as if Ginny was kissing this guy. Ron clenched his fists, but also sighed with relief. He didn't like Ginny kissing this guy, keeping it from him, or going off with him. But, at least he knew she wasn't with Harry. Ron saw Ginny lean back from the kiss and then the mystery man said, "What was that for?"

"I don't know. I just felt like it."

Mystery Man laughed and said, "I wonder where I've heard that before?"

Now Ginny laughed and said, "I wonder where?"

"Shall we go inside?"

Ginny nodded and led the way through the Portrait Hole. Ron was busy thinking, I think I recognize that voice…if they're coming inside, I'll get a glimpse at this guy! Ginny walked past Ron's hiding place and into the Common Room. The Mystery Man walked past Ron, too, but Ron could only at first see his shoes, which looked familiar, and then he saw the back of his head. He had black, messy hair, which still seemed to be oddly familiar to Ron. Ginny gave the Mystery Man another kiss and he picked her up and spun her around. Now, Ginny's back was to Ron, and the Mystery Man's face was to him. Ginny broke the kiss and the Mystery Man looked up, and revealed Ron's worst nightmare.

Draco woke up early the next morning. He went into the bathroom that Hermione and he had to share and turned on the shower. He took off his pajama pants and stepped into the shower. He was in the middle of washing his hair when he heard the bathroom door open. He opened the glass shower door and poked his head out to see who was there.

Hermione had walked into the bathroom with nothing on but a very small bathrobe, not tied very tightly. Draco said, "Er…hello?"

"Oh, Draco! I didn't know you were in here! I'm sorry!" She tired her robe tighter and turned around, facing the door.

"It's okay, Hermione."

"No, Draco. It's not okay."

"Why?"

"Because. I haven't seen you naked."

"We're going out, you know."

"Yes, I know."

"So seeing me naked isn't that big of a deal."

"You don't want to see me naked, though."

"Why would you say that?"

"I hate my body."

"I, for one, love your body. I wouldn't mind seeing you naked and I wouldn't mind you seeing me naked, either. It's all up to you."

Hermione hesitated for a minute and then turned around. Her robe wasn't tied at all now, but Hermione was holding it around herself. She said, "Are you sure?"

"If you're sure, I'm sure."

"Okay, then."

She dropped the robe to the floor and stood there, looking down at the floor, clearly embarrassed. Draco said, "You look embarrassed."

"I am!"

"Why?"

"Because I'm standing in front of Draco Malfoy, stark naked! Before we really got to know each other, I never would've even stayed in the room this long with you, much less taken off my robe and stood in front of you naked!"

"Hermione! It's okay." Hermione still didn't look up, but said, "I also hate how I look and I figure if I don't look at you, then I won't feel as embarrassed."

"I love your body, Hermione."

"Really?"

"Yes." Hermione finally picked up her head and looked into Draco's eyes. She said, "I'm still afraid to look at you naked." Draco was hidden behind part of the shower wall. The only part of him that was visible was his head, which was still soapy from shampoo. He said, "Are you afraid of what I look like naked?"

"No."

"Are you afraid that you'll be sick to your stomach?"

"No."

"Are you afraid that you'll like it?"

"Gross, Draco. And no."

"Are you nervous?'

"That's the one."

"Why?"

"Well…I've never seen a boy naked before."

"Hermione. If you don't want to look, that's fine. I don't mind if you do. I'm going to get back to my shower now. I imagine that you came in here to shower yourself."

"Yes. If you want me to wait in my room, I will."

"Actually, I was wondering if you think it'd be easier and faster to shower together."

"Both of us? In that one shower?"

Draco nodded and said, "I'm going to take my shower. If you want to join me, go right ahead." He closed the shower door and finished rinsing his still soapy hair. He had just rinsed all the shampoo out of his hair when the shower door opened, revealing a nervous but excited Hermione. She gazed upon his wet and naked body, and couldn't help but notice how big he was. Hermione stepped into the shower and said, "If the invitation is still open, I'd love to take a shower." Draco smiled and nodded. He took a step forward, out of the shower stream and kissed Hermione gently on the lips. Their kiss became more passionate, and they moved backward under the shower stream, soaking Hermione. She broke the kiss and said, "Draco…I've never had sex before."

"Well, I knew that."

"How?"

"You've never seen a guy naked before, right?"

"Oh…I see. Well…er…do you want to…er…do it now?"

"Do what now?"

"You know…" Hermione started to move her hands around in a come-on-you-know-what-I'm-talking-about-here sort of way.

"Oh! You mean right now?"

"If you want to."

"Yeah! I mean…er…if you want to."

Hermione laughed and kissed him passionately. Draco started kissing her neck and then Hermione said, "Draco?"

"Hmm?"

"Well…er…the thing is…you see...if we do this…is there something for pregnancy prevention?"

"Yeah. After were done, come to my room and I'll say this spell and it will prevent a pregnancy."

"Okay. Er…do it now, please!"

"The spell? We haven't done anything yet."

"No! I'm saying, do it. Whatever it is you do in sex, do it!"

"You really are inexperienced, aren't you?"

"Yes! Get it over with!"

Draco did as he was asked rather hastily. Hermione was instantly overcome with great pleasure. She just stood there; water falling over her, letting Draco do whatever it is he was supposed to do. She had no idea what was going on, and no clue what she should be doing, but she rather enjoyed it.

An hour later, Draco asked Hermione, "How was that?"

"It was better than I could've ever imagined."

Draco smiled, obviously proud of himself, and said, "I glad you liked it."

"Let's wash off, okay?"

"Okay, I'll go first."

Hermione nodded and stepped out of the shower. She felt so dirty, but she didn't mind at all. Draco got out of the shower, wrapped in a towel, gave Hermione a kiss and walked back into his bedroom. Hermione jumped into the shower and started washing her hair.

Draco came running into the bathroom and yelled, "Hermione! Breakfast is over! We're supposed to be in class in 5 minutes! Hurry up!" Hermione instantly finished rinsing her hair and jumped out the shower. She ran into her room and threw on a pair of jeans, a shirt and her school robes and grabbed her schoolbooks. She ran down the stairs and into the Head Common Room, and Draco was right behind her carrying his own books. They stopped at the entrance to the Head Tower and gave each other a quick kiss before leaving the tower and going their separate ways to class.

Hermione ran into the Charms classroom and slid into her seat right as the bell rang. Harry tapped Hermione on the shoulder. She turned around and said, "Yes, Harry?"

"Where were you?"

"What do you mean?"

"You missed breakfast…and you just barely made it to Charms."

"Oh, that. I…well, you see…I slept late."

"You slept late?"

"It was an accident. I forgot to set my alarm last night. I was so tired, I didn't even think about that damn thing."

She turned back around, hoping Harry was convinced, and listened to Professor Flitwick's lecture. Harry shrugged, but wasn't convinced. Ron was sitting behind Harry, but he wasn't talking to him. Ron thought to himself, I'm not talking to him. Not after this morning. I'm never talking to that sister-seducing, pigheaded pea-brain ever again. Harry was having similar thoughts about Ron. What happened just a few short hours ago was still very fresh in his memory.

Flashback to early morning

Harry and Ginny walked through the Portrait Hole and into the Common Room. Ginny gave Harry a kiss and he picked her up and spun her around. Ginny broke the kiss and laughed. Then they heard a crash.

Harry looked around Ginny as she turned around. Ron had thrown a table he was hiding under off of himself and stormed over to the happy, but now worried, couple. He picked up Ginny and put her a few feet behind him. He turned to Harry and said, "What do you think you're doing with my baby sister?"

"Look, Ron, I—"

"I'll tell you what you were doing! You were kissing my baby sister! Who do you think you are?"

'Ron! Stop it! We didn't want you to find out like this, but Harry and I--"

"Stay out of this, Ginny! I asked you, Harry, who do you think you are?"

Harry glanced around Ron and saw Ginny nod, meaning to go ahead and tell him. Harry said, "I think that I am Ginny's boyfriend. God, that sounds weird."

"It sounds sick, that's what it sounds like!"

"Ron! Harry and I are going out--"

"Did I not just tell you to stay out of this, Ginny? Now, Harry. Is this true? Are you going out with my baby--"

"Ron! I'm not a baby anymore! I'm 16 and old enough to handle things on my own!"

"For the last time, Ginny, stay out of this!"

"No, Ron! I won't stay out of this." she walked over to Harry and he put his arm around her waist. She continued, "I love Harry, and he loves me. Why can't you just accept that and be happy for us?"

"No, Ginny! I won't allow you to date someone as old and as experienced as Harry!"

"Oh, come off it, Ron! I'm not that experienced and you know that!"

"And besides that, Ron, Harry's only 17! I'm 16! It's not like I'm that 10-year-old girl who couldn't be in the same room with him without spilling something on myself! Were only a year apart!"

"A year is a long time! Harry and I are 17, Ginny! Were adults in the Wizarding World! You're still a child!"

"I am not a child!"

"You are not old enough to have a boyfriend!"

"What part of, "I'm 16!" isn't making it through your head? I don't need you to protect me, Ron! I'm a big girl!"

Ginny stormed off through the Portrait Hole. Harry looked over at Ron, who still looked like he wanted to kill Harry. Harry decided to go after Ginny before Ron decided to punch him in the face. He hurried around Ron and ran out the Portrait Hole. He saw Ginny turn a corner and go down a flight of stairs. Harry quickly followed.

End of Flashback

Now, Harry and Ron wouldn't talk to each other, and of course Hermione had no clue, as she wasn't around at breakfast to hear their stories. After Charms, Hermione had an hour break period. Professor Flitwick hadn't assigned them any homework, so Hermione decided to have a shower, since she didn't finish hers that morning. She ran up to the Head Tower and jumped in the shower

20 minutes later, Hermione emerged from shower and felt much better. She walked down into the Head Common Room and sat on the couch. Draco came down the stairs and sat beside her and put his arm around her.

"What a morning we had, huh, Hermione?"

"I'll say."

"How was your shower?"

"It was—oh my gosh, Draco!"

"What?"

"When you said shower, it reminded me of this morning, and how we didn't get a chance to do that Anti-Pregnancy spell! How long after sex can you still do it and it work?"

"Oh my god, Hermione. Er…well…if you don't do it immediately after, there's a chance of getting pregnant."

"How much of a chance?"

"Same as the Muggle chance if they don't use protection."

Hermione stared blankly out the window that was across from the couch. She was thinking about what would happen if she got pregnant. She couldn't bear thinking about it. She let a tear fall down her cheek. Draco saw it and wiped it away and said, "Don't cry! It's not definite that you're pregnant or not."

"Draco? Do you happen to know how long you have to wait to find out if you're pregnant?"

"With Muggles, it's like a few weeks. With witches, it's only a day or 2."

"I don't want to know how you know that."

"No, you don't. Okay, so just go to Madam Pomfrey tomorrow night and see if she can tell by then. If so, ask her to check. If not, come back when she can."

Hermione bit her lip in anxiousness. She said, "What if I'm pregnant?"

"Then I'll love you just the same."

"But what will my parents think? What will my teachers think? What will my friends think? They don't even know I'm dating you! How will they take it to know that not only I lied to them, but that I had sex with you and am now pregnant? How will we raise a baby while were in school? What will we do for money? How will we—"

"Hermione! Slow down! I'm not sure what people will think, but if your family and friends care for you, they'll love you anyway. As for raising a baby in school, it's November! In 9 months, it'll be August, and we'll be out of school. And, have you forgotten that I am a Malfoy and that my father left all of his money to me, despite the fact that he hated me? Money will not be an issue. Besides, we don't even know if you're pregnant or not! Just calm down, okay?"

Hermione nodded and rested her head on Draco's shoulder. She wasn't convinced.

A/N- It took me so long to write this chapter! Well, I hope you like it. I promise, Hermione will go to Madam Pomfrey in the next chapter! I don't know if all of you have read the new Harry Potter book, but if you haven't started, or haven't finished, DON'T READ THIS: oh my gosh, I can't believe he died! I can't believe Hogwarts might not open again! I can't believe Harry, Ron, OR HERMIONE isn't going to finish school! I can't believe Draco was going to kill him, but SNAPE did instead! Oh my gosh! I can't believe that half of the fics I've read on this site predicted what would happen correctly! It's like J.K. Rowling read some fics and liked what she read!

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Dangerous Combonation