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CHAPTER 2

Harry walked to Hermione and leaned in for a kiss. She rolled her eyes and stepped away, leaving Harry bewildered.

Draco just stood there and watched, crossed arms and a confused but definite smirk on his face. Of course he was happy that, it seemed, Harry Potter was finally going down. He was being dumped!

"Hermione? What-" Harry asked confused, pretending to be confused at least.

"Save it Harry! I know what you've been doing. Or should I say who you've been doing." she put up the palm of her hand, facing his face.

"W-What do you mean?"

"Luna Lovegood Harry! How could you? I understand I'm not giving you what you what you want, but couldn't you have broken up with me?"

"Well-"

"Well What?"

"I-"

"Go on!"

"I'm trying to just shut up for a moment will you?"

"Fine!" she stood there tapping her toe while Harry tried to find his words. Draco had now got the picture. Potter thought that if Granger wasn't going to have sex with him, he could have two girls, one appetizer (Granger) and one meal (Lovegood).

Sounded a bit like him, but at least the girls knew that there was no relationship. He couldn't understand Potter, Lovegood wasn't even that good in the sack! He must've been real desperate…

"Well?" Hermione blurted out impatiently.

"Because I thought you'd get hurt!" Harry spat out, but unconvincingly.

"Yeah right, you just like the thrill, didn't you, and the fact that you thought two girls wanted you. Well, I did like you Harry but now-…I feel like I don't know you anymore." She concluded and turned away, crossing her arms defiantly.

"W-What do you mean Hermione? That we shouldn't see each other any more?"

"That too Harry,"

"What do you mean by 'too'" he held up his fingers and did the quotation marks sign for too.

"I can't stand being your friend anymore" she said sternly.

"Finally! It's about time you should have said that," Draco said happily.

"Shut up!" Harry turned to face him.

"No Harry. He's right. I, I always put you first, during all my years at Hogwarts, but now…I see who you truly are. Before, you carried the burden of Voldemort, and now, since you have nothing to worry about…you feel you can do whatever you want," she said and ran up the stairs to her room.

Draco and Harry stood there staring at each other. Draco, smirking and Harry, seething.

"Oh I get it," Harry said and stalked off to his room.

This left Draco, bewildered. What did he mean, were the words going through his head.

The next morning, Draco woke up gloriously. He had the most beautiful dream. Well, it would be to boys but it would be gross to girls.

Curly brown hair was splayed all over his pillow and her creamy face was drenched in hot sweat. Still, even though he could tell the face was sweaty, he couldn't tell who it was.

She moaned as he thrust into her slowly, again and again. Her legs wrapped around his waist and her nails sinking into his shoulders, leaving red marks on his pale skin. He got faster, hitting her internal spot dead on, sending chills down his spine. She took him fully in, though she was so tight.

Her eyes started fluttering and she rolled her head from side to side, her walls tightening around him, clenching him hard so that he wouldn't dare go…

Draco shook his head to get himself out of the dream. He had to go to the bathroom.

Hermione came in the bathroom from the library, in her pajamas, because she woke up in the middle of the night from a disturbing dream and felt the need to do more homework.

Draco was standing near his sink, brushing his teeth roughly with one hand and the other leaning on the edge of the sink. In black boxers. He turned to her and stared at her, looking bewildered beyond all reason, and dropped his toothbrush.

Her eyebrows furrowed together in curiosity as he stared at her with his mouth wide open.

"What?" she asked.

"Do you realize what you're wearing? In front of me?" he closed his mouth finally.

"What do you mean? I'm wearing my pajamas…" she said slowly and looked down at her pajamas to be sure.

"B-But…"

"But what?" she walked toward him and he smiled a bit. She pulled the hem of her shirt forward and rubbed it on the palm of his hand.

She saw him look a bit dazed, and then surprised, and then a dawn of some sort of realization hit him. Then he smirked, normally.

"Oh, right, sorry I just had a dream and I was think about it when you came in…got kinda weird and stuff…yeah…" he muttered quickly and then dashed out the door.

"Hey wait! You forgot to wash off the toothpaste…"

He closed the bathroom door to his room and leaned his back against it. He smiled happily. He didn't know what went wrong with the potion but it was a good thing that went wrong.

He could see under people's clothes.

And merlin did Granger have a nice body. Along with great underwear. Usually the girls he'd screwed (and there was a lot) wore the same thing, pink, black or red lace underwear.

But Hermione's was different. She had lace ones but they weren't just one colour. There were two. Cream and red. Red was main color and cream was the net covering the red. The bra covered her plump round creamy breasts. He wondered what her nipples looked like.

And below her flat abdomen and cute little belly button

The underwear was the same design as the bra and it was a v-thong with only straps on both sides and a thin layer of red and cream covering her rounded ass and pussy.

And he found who the woman in her dream was.

Shit…I have to take a bath.

After Draco had…taken a cold shower…he changed and walked off to the hall. He saw Hermione's face buried in her hands as she ran out of the Hall. He looked questioningly at Theodore Nott and by the glance he got back, he realized he shouldn't go and calm Granger down.

He sat down calmly next to Theodore and waited for him to tell the story.

"Who are you going out with?" Theodore asked casually as he reached over for the orange juice.

"No one…screwed Pansy yesterday though…"

"Yeah me too…" Theodore laughed.

"Really? Well... what else is new?" Draco took a bite out of his toast. While staring at the underwear and bodies of females. None were as good as Hermione's. He found that he could only see underneath the clothes of the opposite sex. It was good that way.

"Well…if you really wanna know? Potter said yoursleeping withGranger and convinced her to break with him…telling her shit about him fucking Lovegood. But th whole school knows it's true..." he said and drank some of his orange juice.

Draco spat out the toast he'd just bitten.

"Oh so it's true?" Theodore asked normally. He didn't really care that Draco would date a Muggleborn Gryffindor. He dated several muggleborns before.

"NO!" he said furiously before stalking out of the Great Hall.

He found Hermione crying in front of the Transfiguration class room. He felt really bad, if he hadn't stuck around for their break-up, this wouldn't have happened. But he was a bit sidetracked by her…undergarments.

"I'm really sorry Hermione," he knelt before her and said trying not to focus on her undergarments.

"It's not your fault…" she said between tears.

He pulled her close to him an hugged her. Hermione, feeling good in his warmth wrapped her legs around him. He stood up, carrying her with him and pushed her back against the wall after loosing his balance.

He cursed, for he forgot that he couldn't feel the undergarments. She had the most interesting panties and bra he had ever seen, or encountered. In the halls all the girls just wore the same, one color lace panties and push up bras. They hardly had boobs. But she didn't need push up bras. She had perfect plump breasts.

He let go of her legs slowly, and he could see they were beautifully shaped. With Calf muscles. He bet she played tennis.

She looked up into his eyes, he felt he would melt, but he smirked instead, and then she ducked under his arms and ran away.

END OF CHAPTER

Author's note: Well so far these are my fav songs. I'm listening to them right now.
First-Lindsay Lohan,

Don't Lie-Black eyed peas

Errtime-Nelly

Hey Bitty-Nitty

Hey Mickey-B witched

And the list goes on…

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