Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters ….blah…. blah …. blah

Oh yeah sorry I forgot to mention, my other account and stories closed itself and it wouldn't tell my why so I had to make a new account but people liked my first story so I downloaded it AGAIN and of course I am going to keep going! Yeah I am trying to avoid too much sex so umm…… hmmm……maybe I should just start writing! lol

"Ms. Granger would you care to tell me exactly what happened today in my class between Mr. Malfoy and yourself.'

Snape had offered to assist Hermione tonight as she completed her Head Girl duties, but instead of helping her he had been lecturing her on how she ought to behave in class.

Hermione stopped walking, she felt like turning to face him and scream that she had been having sex with Draco and that he had been in the middle of pleasuring her when HE (being Snape) rudely interrupted.

Hermione being the smartest which and most probably that smartest student at Hogwarts kept her mouth shut. She closed off her mind as well (thank god books teach u occlumency) as she knew that he would try to penetrate her thoughts.

'Oh right umm……I was just preoccupied.'

'And how about when you came barging into my classroom late?' Snapes mouth turned to a sneer.

'Like I said when I barged into your class, there were some urgent GIRL matters I needed to attend too. And I believe that that matter is MY business.

Hermione stormed away having finished her duties with spark … for once.

'Hermione, what's wrong?' Draco enquired as his lover stormed straight past his naked body lying softly on her sheets. She stalked into her bathroom and headed straight for the mirror that was sitting on top of her stone basin.

Her head drooped and her hands gripped the edges of the sink. Draco made his way over too her and carefully placed his hands on her hips before turning her around. He was barely taller than her but he still lowered his head to allow their lips to meet.

They kissed passionately but not with their usual sparks. He pulled away slowly and looked deep into her eyes. 'I'm so sorry Draco, I am just not in the mood at the moment. I really want you but I've been neglecting my friends lately and I feel I should be close to them at a time like this, especially Ginny.'

Hermione meant none of these words they just kind of fell out of her mouth. Ginny was 16, she hadn't told Hermione that she'd had sex because she'd wanted a shoulder to lean on. She'd told her because she wanted her to feel excited for her.

Draco wasn't falling for this, 'Uhuh…' Draco mumbled 'Sure you don't.' He pulled Hermione up to his height this time and kissed her forcefully but still with passion. Hermione moaned as she pulled away. What the hell was wrong with her? She wanted him so badly yet she kept saying 'no'.

She let her hands think for themselves and they didn't object, they ran up and down his torso and gently touched his hips. Draco had let Hermione in quite a lot but this time she was teasing. She didn't have any plans to have sex with him she just wanted to annoy.

Draco refused to take any of this. 'Come on we'll go to the Hogs Head. It should be quiet there.'

After Draco re-dressed himself and Hermione had changed out of her robes into something more comfortable they both stepped into the emerald green flames, better to do it together and save Floo Powder than to waste it all.

Hermione had muttered a few simple spells to change the style of her hair so it was now straight and scrunched up in a side bun sitting loosely on her shoulder and her eyes were now the most beautiful of blues. She had taken away her tan (but only by a little bit) and she'd kept her freckles.

She stumbled as they ended spinning and Draco's arm shot out from no where to steady her from falling. They stepped out of the fireplace and wandered over to the bar. 'Four Firewhisky's please.' Draco said all of this easily. 'FOUR!' Hermione muttered as the bartender shuffled of down to the drinks. 'Firewhisky's strong Draco' Hermione's face showed an emotion of pure shock.

'Come on Mione, how thick do I look? Of course I know Firewhisky's strong.' Draco said all of this with a smirk just sitting on the edge of his mouth. 'Oh, then who else is joining us? I thought you hadn't planned on telling anyone about us.'

'Of course not, two each, please just trust me I'll get you back to Hogwarts safely and I won't try and do anything. This is just a night of fun…' Hermione shot a deadly glare straight into Dracos eyes. '…but no sex.' He added hastily.

The bartender sidled over to where the two of them where sitting and handed them their drinks. 'Cheers' Draco nodded to him as he walked away. Hermione completely forgetting what they tasted like was eager to try. She lifted the shot to her mouth and threw her head back.

Her eyes blurred momentarily as the blood rushed to her head, but she felt great. She reached for her second as Draco skulled his first. The alcohol still hadn't taken its effect when Hermione ordered eight more. 'Jeez Mione I thought you were saying that Firewhisky was a strong drink' Draco proclaimed with no trace of surprise in his voice.

'It is, but I need a night away from everything.' Hermione's eyes stayed blurry as she gulped down her forth, fifth, and sixth beverages. Draco now was astounded that she could remain sitting up straight. He was equally as drunk as her but he was skilled in the fine art of drinking, he sniggered at this thought.

'Professor Dumberdorr!' Hermione almost screamed she looked so ecstatic to see him. Draco froze. Oh God, thoughts and excuses for being out of the castle at this time of the night whizzed through his mind.

Draco slowly turned to look at the old man standing before him holding Hermione (who was hugging him around the waist) with no apparent force.

'It's ok Mr. Malfoy, as it is a Friday night and I grant that you will get Miss. Granger back to her bed at Hogwarts safely, unless you would prefer to stay in a room upstairs.' Dumbledore smiled and Draco. (Who looked dumbfounded.) 'But professor I don't care for that filthy muggle born and that girl..' Draco pointed at Hermione '..Is not Herm…Granger.' Draco was usually quite good at lying and Hermione looked completely different under her disguise.

'Mr. Malfoy you can trust me. You are my Head Girl and Boy and I do happen to know about your little romance.' Draco's face drained of all color. 'I for one think…' Draco interrupted his headmaster. 'Ummm…Sir do you mind if we don't have this conversation?…uh ever.' Dumbledore's eyes flickered with amusement. 'Of course now why don't you escort Ms. Granger upstairs into an available room and I'll fix up the arrangements with the bartender.

Draco couldn't argue, he pried Hermione off Dumbledore's waist and carried her up to their room. He gently laid her down on the bed, and with a flick of his wand they were both covered with the quilt at the end of the mattress and the candles flickered out.

Hermione awoke the next day to find big protective arms enclosing her body. She was warm all over and she turned her head slightly to find Draco sleeping peacefully with his head nuzzled into her shoulder. She smiled as she closed her eyes praying to stay like this forever.