Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, a car, or even my own house seeing as I am only 14….

Ok, just so y'all know, they are in there 7th year…

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Hermione walked down the corridor. She tried to be quiet as she searched for the one who asked to meet her there. Her brown curls were up in a tight pony tail and she wore regular Muggle pajama bottoms with a black tank top.

"There you are Granger," a voice drawled from the shadows, "I see you found my little note. Did Potter or Weasel follow you?"

'Malfoy?" Hermione gasped, "You sent me the note? Why…?" She trailed off.

Malfoy smirked. He had managed to get the smart one of the trio here. Now all he had to do was carry out the plan.

"Well Granger, seems like I have a little secret to tell you," Malfoy said as he stepped out of the shadows. He took a step towards her. Staring straight into her eyes, he kissed her deeply.

"Malfoy wh—"Hermione was cut off when he kissed her. She only struggled for a moment before she complied and began to respond to his kiss.

Soon I shall have her in my hands, Malfoy taught as his hand moved slowly up her thigh.

Hermione moaned and started push him away. Malfoy just deepened their kiss and pulled her closer.

"Shhh," he said into her mouth. He lowered his head and began to nuzzle her neck, "Can you guess my secret?"

"Mal… Malfoy!" Hermione said, finally pushing him away, "What are you doing? You're… I'm…." Hermione exclaimed, flustered.

She moved back, readjusting her robes as she moved. Her deep brown eyes were full of confusing, her lips were swollen from the passionate kiss. Deep inside her, an ache awakened.

"Think about it Granger. We could be together…" Malfoy said as he sank back into the shadows, "I shall await your answer…."

Hermione stood stalk still in the corridor. Her usually genius mind was trying to put together what had just happened. Was Malfoy asking her out? Was he just trying to play her? What happened to him not liking a person that wasn't full blooded?

Slowly she made her way back to the Gryffindor common room. For a while she just sat there and tried to understand what had just happened. After a while, she got up and made her way to her room, touching her still semi swollen lips absentmindedly.

The next morning:

Hermione sat at the Gryffindor table with Harry and Ron. Her puzzled face was kinda creeping them out.

"Umm, Hermione? What is up with you? Since you got up, you seem really distracted. You didn't even check if me and Harry did our home work correctly!" Ron exclaimed, fearing there was something wrong with her brain.

"It is Harry's and mine," Hermione said almost automatically, "And nothings wrong Ron. Just because I didn't check your guys' homework, doesn't mean there is something wrong. Why don't you learn to double check things?" Hermione snapped.

She abruptly got up and stalked to the library. As she passed the Slytherine table, she saw Malfoy give her a smirk. She shuddered. From fear, or lust, she didn't know.

Once she got to the library, she sank into a chair, full of relief. Her knees had been trembling the entire time as she had walked past Malfoy. What would Ron think if he had seen her last night?

Hermione jumped as a note was dropped right in front of her. She looked around and saw no one. After several seconds of looking, she concluded it was sent by spell. She opened it up.

The note read:

Granger, meet me in the Great Hall at midnight. I shall be expecting your answer.

Pureblood

Hermione pocketed the note and left the library. She had only a half hour before class, and she couldn't let Harry and Ron go to class without their homework checked.

To all of my probably non-existent fans,

Please, please, PLEASE review! I shall love you forever ;) Thank you!

Maoni