a/n-special thanks to ms. ronupert grint for reviewing my stories for (almost) each updated chapter! That really was sweet! And also thanks to all who put me on their fave. stories/authors list, it was also really nice!

Quick Harry Potter the movie 4 poll

Who's hotter?

a. Tom Felton, duh.
b. Robert Pattinson, who else?
c. Rupert Grint, did you need to ask?
d. Daniel Radcliffe, I'm such a lead character fan!

OK, actually poll for my fanfic.

Should I put in some more Harry/Draco fight scenes, or Dramione fluff? Or go off topic like chapter 11!

a. ohhh, fight scenes.
b.dramione fluff. what else?
c. what were you saying? oh right, off topic i guess.
d. all three! mwahahahahaha!

enough. Or i can't write the story.

Chapter 13

Harry vs. Draco

Malfoy was thinking. Yes thinking. And no, this was not a in punishable by law. OK, he was feeling kind of sorry for how he'd treated granger.

He'd almost murdered her in the ROR.

He hated it when she looked like that. All sad and stuff. But he seriously hated it when she was bossy too.

But did he really?

He shook his head to clear it, confused.

Then, Granger herself came up, her head stuffed in her book.

'Look, Granger...'

'Don't bother, alright Malfoy, just stop it.' She snapped.

Her wrist was hurting her badly, he had grabbed on to it in an attempt to stop her.

'Look, I'm sorry.' He said.

'For what?' hermione asked disbelievingly.

'For what I'm about to do now.' He smirked, and crushed his lips against hers.

It felt so right, her curves fit into his angles, so beautifully, then he realized the problem.

She wasn't doing anything.

Her eyes were wide, with fear.

He didn't know what to say.

Her robe had been partially torn off her shoulder, and Harry was coming around the corner.

Oh no.

Ohnoohnoohnoohnoohnoohno.

He came up to Malfoy, and looked at Hermione, and then realization dawned on his face.

'hermione.' He said, dangerously softly. 'He tried to rape you.'

'No, Harry, stop, you don't understand...' Hermione tried.

'Look, Potter.'

'He fucking tried to rape you!'

'I'll kill him! Hermione, I'll kill him!' Harry yelled.

Malfoy looked nervously at Harry.

He'd never particularly felt like he was much of a threat, but it was rather scary to watch Harry looming over him, his wand in his hand.

'I'll kill you! Cru...'

'EXPELLIARMUS!' Yelled Hermione.

'Stop it, both of you! Look! LOOK AT NEVILLE!' She cried.

There was Neville, an odd sort of look on his face.

He wore a horrible lopsided grin, but he was sweating like a pig.

'Stop fighting, you might get caught!' He said in an incredibly false light-hearted voice.

'Harry, take Neville to the hospital wing. I'll deal with you, Malfoy.'

Malfoy felt a smirk playing on his lips.

She sounded so bossy, so much like a teacher!

He knew he would regret it, the instant her hand strayed to her wand.