Author's Note: Like I said before, I was going to post chapter three to get more people hooked because this is the chapter where things get interesting..:-)!Hopefully I get more reviews. PS- Thanks to the people who reviewed for my first chapter and any who review this one and/or chapter two.

Chapter Three

Hermione had gone through the week successfully, meaning she had beat Malfoy in all of the debates she had with him in the classes they had together. She stepped into the common room, finding Pansy indulging in a free choice book. She hadn't even noticed Hermione coming in. Was Pansy the real book worm?

"Hello, Parkinson. See you've got a good book there." Hermione said. Pansy was so surprised that her hands flopped around, making the book fly up into the air and falling onto the ground. She had lost her spot.

"My God, Granger, you just gave me about a heart attack and a half." Hermione smirked.

"Half way to accomplishing my mission, huh?" Hermione said. Pansy gave her a glare.

"Bet your used to them; your mum probably had one every day when daddy comes home, huh?" Hermione glared at Pansy as she took her Potions book out.

"How do you mean?"

"Don't play stupid, Granger. Make up can't cover everything up. It's on your collar bone. Don't expect me to feel sorry for you either, you deserve it."

"I wouldn't want a dog's pity anyway." Hermione said coldly.

"What'd you call me?" Pansy asked, sitting up straighter.

"A dog! A filthy, bitch actually." Hermione said, grabbing her quills. Pansy got up off the couch and walked towards Hermione.

"Say it again, Granger. Say it again and I will tear your bush of hair out."

"Is that a threat, mutt?" Hermione asked. Pansy started to reach when Harry came in through the portrait hole, pointing his wand straight at Pansy.

"You touch her, Parkinson and its over." Harry warned. Pansy lowered her hands and then squeezed past Hermione, stomping towards her room. She slammed the door. Hermione turned and looked at Hermione.

"I'm lucky you came in," Hermione started. "I might have stabbed her with a quill." Hermione held up her quills and smiled. Harry walked her way and hugged her. She began to cry which was odd.

Draco walked into the room laughing. "Aww, what a cute moment. Potter and Granger, the perfect loser couple." Hermione broke away from Harry, took a step towards Draco and then plunked him in the cheek.

"You're just lucky I didn't stab your dog of a girlfriend with a quill, Malfoy!" Hermione yelled. Draco stood up straight and glared at her and Harry.

"Touch me again, Granger…" Draco threatened. Hermione slapped him and gave him a devilish look.

"What we're you saying, Malfoy?" Seamus Finnegan asked as he stepped in with Ron by his side. Hermione looked at Harry, figuring that he gave them the password. Draco glared at the Gryffindors.

"I was saying that if you don't leave me and Pansy alone-"

"That you'll get Voldemort to come and eat us all with his ugly teeth and blind us with his ugly eyes." Hermione interrupted. "You heard me, Malfoy, I'm not scared of Voldemort, and you of all people should know that by now. Bring it on!" Hermione screamed at the top of her lungs. Harry picked her up by the waist and hung her over his shoulder. He stepped into his room, slammed the door and then locked it. He threw her onto the bed and looked at her like she was crazy.

"What are thinking? When you say that, Hermione, your gonna….your bound to be in trouble now. Do you realize what Draco did to Dumbledore last year? He could get Voldemort to kill the whole school if he wanted to, but he only wants me. Don't become one of his targets too."

"I'll do whatever I please, Harry." She stood up and he grabbed her, but she tore away from his tight grip, walked out of the room and saw that no one was there. She looked at the imprint that Harry had left on her arm. Had she become numb to pain?

Hermione sat on the couch studying her homework to see if it was perfect. Pansy and Draco had been fighting ever since her fight with them. Her head ached from their voices and finally it stopped when Draco came out and looked at her, like she had ruined everything.

"Why can't you ever keep your mouth shut about things, Granger?"

"What did I say, Malfoy? That you molested me the first day we got here?" She asked as Pansy came out behind him. She stopped in mid-step, turned and glared at him. He swallowed hard and angrily. "Oops, guess she didn't hear about that one."

"Granger, shut up! You aren't he-" Pansy started.

"Believe me, Parkinson; I am helping you by breaking you up with this pig." She glared at Hermione, and then stomped out of the dormitories.

Draco kept staring at her like she was a deer he was about to kill with a gun. He was a hunter that was hungry, a hunter that had a lust to kill. He charged towards her and held her by her neck, pressing his fingers tightly into her flesh. She struggled to breathe, but didn't show a sign of it. "You have some balls, Granger, to ruin my relationships." She swallowed and kept looking at him. Finally he let go of her and turned to leave. Hermione got up though and pushed his front side against the wall.

"You have some balls, Malfoy, to put your hands on me like that, 'cause, darling, the truth is, you wouldn't last a day in my shoes." She pressed him harder and then backed away. Hermione watched him turn around and stare at her, not like a deer this time, but like she was a crazy woman.

"What was that?" He asked.

"What?"

"The thing you just did to me? If you thought you were being molested, then you should have just seen what you did." She bit her bottom lip.

"Sorry, Malfoy, didn't mean to scare you."

"It doesn't take much to do that." He mumbled walking into his room, without closing the door. Hermione stood and stared at him as he pulled his shirt over his head. She had never seen him without clothing. It was odd and awkward to even look at him. He had a nice set of abdominals, and his chest was nice as well. He turned around setting his shirt on the bed. His back was also very muscular. Hermione had a sudden urge to go up and touch him, like he was a butterfly. Like he was a statue.

Hermione swallowed, taking off her maroon scarf belt. She quietly walked towards him and inhaled his scent. It made her stomach tingle. She did one last nervous swallow before wrapping the belt around his eyes. She tied it securely and then ran her hands down his head, his neck, his shoulders and his back. His hands felt around behind him and grabbed her arms. He pulled her closer towards him and she let her hands explore the front of him. He turned around and slid his hands up her white blouse. She inhaled greatly as he touched her breasts lightly. Her mind was racing as she pushed his hands away.

"Pansy," he cooed into her ear. "You know I love you." He kissed her once and then she tore away, she turned around praying for no one to be there. She ran into her room and slammed the door. With her back against the door she recapped what she had just done. Draco had thought she was Pansy and kissed her and let her explored his upper body.

Draco untied the cover around his eyes and looked around in pure confusion. He walked through the door way and crossed into Pansy's room. She wasn't there and the door was open; a door had slammed however.

He walked towards Hermione's room and tried to open it but it was jammed shut. His mouth opened a little bit, recognizing the feeling of frustration after you can't get a door open because you slammed it shut. He pushed it open though and there was Hermione laying beneath her covers and looking out the window.

"This yours?" he asked holding up the scarf. She looked at him and shook her head. "Well I'll leave it here considering I saw you wearing it today." He said angrily, dropping the scarf on the floor and exiting her room, slamming the door. He couldn't even believe it; had he really just touched Granger and kissed her? Did she touch him like she wanted him? Or was it just a tease?

Because he felt like he had just been teased.