This is my very first fic, so I'm a bit nervous. I would love to get some reviews, and I am open to suggestions. At least minor ones ;)

Disclaimer: I own a copy of each Harry Potter book. That's about it.

The most unlikely of them all – Part I

Hermione ran out of the Great Hall. When was this ever going to stop? Having to male best friends really was hell on earth. Not only did they scare away any possible boyfriend, but they actually expected that this would make her settle for one of them! Like that was ever going to happen. Those two goodie-goodies weren't at all what she wanted. It seemed like they had agreed that it didn't matter witch one she chose, as long as it was one of them. Right now they had ruined any chance that she might have had of becoming the next Mrs. Zabini.

She wasn't really into him, she could admit that. But he was handsome and powerful, and he actually cared about other things than being Dumbledore's favourite. Well, there was nothing to do about that now. It was all too late after that Howler those two idiots had chosen to send him. She was lucky if another boy dared to even look at her after this. And many of them wanted to – she knew that. But that really didn't matter to much to her, not when the one she really wanted obviously found her so completely repulsive. Sharing common room with him for a month had made that perfectly clear…

When Hermione was told that she had become Head Girl she didn't really care. It was almost the same as being a prefect – wasn't it? One can only imagine how surprised she was when she found out just how much more it was. She got to share common room with Draco! Draco with the silvery white hair and the intense grey eyes. She couldn't believe how lucky she was. Maybe she finally could get to know him with out those to good-for-nothings around! Her happiness didn't last for long though. She soon learned that sharing living- and bathroom with him only made him show his despise more. He made fun of her for almost everything, but most of all for being one of the most notorious teachers pets ever. How could she possibly make him understand that she wasn't like that? She became friends with Ron and Harry when she was eleven! That was six years ago, and she had changed in almost every way possible. But as long as she was a part of the Golden Trio, she could never make him believe her. So for the time being, the nearest she got to having sex with Malfoy was to lay in the room next door, overhearing him fucking almost every girl at school senseless.

Hermione stopped on her way to the Head common room. Who said that she had to be a part of the Golden Trio anymore? Nobody! If she left those two lovesick morons behind, people would actually see her for the person she had become. And so would Draco…

Without any hesitations, Hermione ran for the library. Being Head Girl had many advantages… One of them was unlimited access to the Restricted Section!

After a few hours Hermione had found the potion she needed. The plan was really perfect! If Ron and Harry turned all their extra attention towards each other, then she would be free to live her own life. Finishing her notes on the love potion, Hermione sighed. She really wanted to do the same with herself and Draco, but it would be awful spending the rest of her life wondering if he really loved her, or if it still was the potion. She wanted him to love her for who she was, not because he was too drugged up to think about leaving her. But when she had finished this, that would probably be possible. Smiling to herself Hermione went to her bedroom to brew the potion that would set her free.

When she returned to the common room Draco sat on the dark green couch, reading a book called "The darkest of them all: The rise and fall of Lord Voldermort". He looked up when she entered, and gave her an evil laughter. "So, mudblood… Your little boyfriends didn't like the fact that Blaise was using you for sex and homework help? Really, Blaise wouldn't ever dream of having sex with a filthy mudblood like you… No pureblood would ever lay their hands on you. Except for Weasly of course… But after that howler I doubt that Zabini will even use you for homework… Nor will anyone else, given the treatment those two gave him. It will take him weeks to convince everyone that he didn't fuck you. But I'd say that it's quite obvious… Filthy mudblood…" With that, Malfoy returned to his book, not caring what Hermione would answer.

Hermione walked straight passed him, wanting to scream that Blaise HAD slept with her. But what was the use… When her mission was to make him fall for her, she couldn't see how that should make anything better. How she fell in love with him was still an unanswered question, one that she would never be able to answer. But after three years she had stopped fighting it.

Since Hermione had advanced potions, she had all the needed potions ingredients. She was glad that she didn't have to go through Snape's storage again – he had taken several precautions since her second year. Reading the instructions, she found out that it could be brewed in one afternoon. Great! That meant that revenge was possible already tomorrow! She could hardly wait. With an evil grin, she added twice the recommended dose of Goldthread – witch affected the sexual drive…

When Hermione came down to the Great Hall the next morning, Harry and Ron was already sitting there, waiting for her. They had saved her a seat between them, so they both got to be close to her. Normally this would have annoyed her, but given her plan, this was just perfect. She petted the small bottle in her pocket lovingly before sitting down between them. They both looked like they had won the lottery at the sight of her smile. She grinned to herself… This would be just perfect!

"Harry. Ron. I've done some thinking since yesterday, and I've found out that you are absolutely right. I should be with one of you. But I was a bit afraid that the one not chosen should be mad at the other one, and the last thing I need is for you to lose your friendship over me. When taking this, you will show your true emotions for the other person, if just a piece of them is added. The one who cares the most for the other one will get me." Hermione could barely avoid laughing when she saw their trusting faces. She gave each of them a huge dose, and instructed them to put a piece of each others hair in it before drinking. They did, and finished it without even thinking about questioning her. She leaned backwards, jumping for joy inside. In a few hours she wouldn't only be free, she would also be allowed to see them making complete fools out of them selves in front of the entire school. This would probably make them incredibly sexually frustrated…

The day started with two hours of DADA. Nothing really interesting happened there, but she could see from their growing erections and their frustrated expressions that something was about to happen. And right she was. In the next class – three hours of potions (who they oddly enough had managed to be accepted to) – they proved to be unable to fight it any longer. While sitting behind them, she saw that they looked deeply into each others eyes, before starting to touch each others rock hard cocks. When they leaned against each other, ready for their first kiss Snape interrupted. "AND JUST WHAT THE HELL DOES THE TWO OF YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" Harry and Ron looked shocked at him. They were so caught up in their own little world, that they had forgotten all about the time and place. While the common known facts began to make themselves clear before their inner eyes, they both got on impressing crimson colour in their faces. Since they shared the classes with Slytherin, this couldn't be more perfect. They tried to explain, but really – what could they say? When the room went quiet from the evil Slytherinlaughter, Snape spoke again. "I have known for ages that the two of you were unable to get girlfriends, but I don't think that MY potions class is the right place to make it public. You are excused for the rest of the class, since I don't really feel like seeing the rest of this. 100 points from Gryffindor – each. And you will both have a week of detention. Separately…" Harry and Ron, almost as embarrassed as they were horny, quickly made their way out of the dungeon room. Probably to do just what Snape had suggested. Hermione was unable to stop laughing when she heard them running towards the nearest boys' bathroom.

Harry and Ron's little adventure was the talk of the day. Several students claimed that they had seen them snogging in the hallway, one even claimed that he had seen Harry fucking Ron senseless in the Transfiguration classroom. Hermione didn't really doubt that, considering the amount of Goldthread they had gotten. She didn't feel bad at all. Unless they were given the counter potion, they would be like this forever. And she really couldn't see any reason why they didn't deserve it. They had ruined her love life for several years, and this wasn't even ruining it – just changing it… They didn't turn up for class for the rest of the day, but that didn't come as a surprise. Before they got used to their sexual needs, they wouldn't be able to control it. She doubted that they would turn up within the next few days, and couldn't help to look forwards to the moment that they did. The teachers would probably want a good excuse, and she doubted that they could come up with one.

She sat herself down in a crimson red couch in the empty head commonroom. She was a bit disappointed that Draco wasn't there – she couldn't wait to tell him what she had done. She wasn't really sure that she should say it, but fuck it. Who would believe him if he told the teachers? In that very moment the tall Slytherin appeared in the door, giving her an evil smirk. "So, Granger. Just lost your last chance of getting any? Can't really blame them. Even a boy is better than a mudblood…" He gave her an evil glance, not noticing the sadness that came in her eyes as a result of his words. "Really, Malfoy! You didn't honestly think that I wanted to be with one of those pathetic suck ups? For your information, it is my doing that they acted like that today!" Malfoy looked a bit surprised, but the sexy, evil smirk soon found their way back to his lips. "Oh really! And just how do you think you have managed that? By simply being so repulsive that it was the only way out?" She stared angrily at him, and simply answered "Amourus potion." With that she walked into her own room without even looking at him. A few minutes later she heard him knocking on her door.

Without even bothering to wait for an answer, Draco opened the door. He looked at her, quite seriously, and for once without the usual evil grin.

"Why? It's not like you at all. They are your best friends!" He asked, kind of confused.

"What do you no about that?" She answered, still angry at him.

"Well, it's you, you know. The goodie-goodie Gryffindor! You have been best friends forever! It's not something one does to ones friends. Even I wouldn't do that to Crabbe and Goyle!"

"You have just proven that you don't know me at all! What makes you believe that I care about them after what they did with Blaise? And every other boy I have ever dated for that matter. The only reason that people think that I am a goodie-goodie is that I study hard, and the teachers like me. Well, let me tell you something. The only way to be good at magic is by studying it. Especially when you are from a non magical family. As for the teachers… " She looked at him, daring him.

"Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer", she said, remembering a muggle movie she saw a few years ago.

"And just what do you mean by that?" He asked, more confused now than ever.

"Just think about it. They teach me things they would never even dream of teaching someone they suspected of being on the other side… Someone like you."

She looked at him, her eyes completely honest. He didn't really know what to think of it. This really couldn't be happening. This was Hermione Granger. The all time teachers pet. But she looked so honest, and it actually did make sense…

"Are you saying that you want to be a Death Eater someday?" Draco couldn't believe himself asking her that question without knowing the answer.

As for Hermione, she didn't know the answer either. All she knew was that she despised Harry and Ron, and that all she wanted to do was to be with Draco. But that was impossible, she knew that. He would never settle for a mudblood, no matter witch side she was on.

"I'm not sure she said. All I know is that I want you…"

"But what about Blaise? You made it seem like you really wanted him?"

"I never did… But he reminded me so much about you… I thought that it was the closest I could ever get…" She looked down, not daring to watch his reaction. But when he spoke, he didn't at all sound as mean as she thought he would.

"Granger… Hermione. You are… Well you know… From a muggle family. Even if I wanted to – and I am not saying that I do – I couldn't. It would be against all that I believe in. My family wouldn't even acknowledge my existence if I were to get mixed up with you. Even if you were on our side…"

He actually looked like he was sorry for it.

"I know, Draco. But I also know that it is the only thing I want, and I would give anything to be pureblood. Even if all it got me was the hope of you falling for me…" She looked at him, tears flowing from her eyes.

"Anything, Granger?"

"Anything." Her eyes were begging him to give her some kind of hope.

"If you really mean that, there might be a way."

He left the room, leaving her more confused than ever.

A/N: Please let me know what you think! If there is any interest, I'm quite positive that i'll have the next chapter up within a week.