Author's note: Oh my gosh I am so happy with your reviews! You're the greatest! I feel so elated and that is why I am immediately starting my next chapter.

ALEX: I read my first chapter and halfway through it, it said "the Prefect Dorms which was also the Head Dorms"…

And in the third chapter I forgot to add line breaks so you couldn't tell why things happened suddenly.

And I realize that I haven't written anything about why Hermione hates Ron…I'll write more about it in this chapter.

Thanks for pointing it out 'Alex'. I'm assuming that's ur name…

CHAPTER 5

By Monday Professor McGonagall had already announced the new seating arrangements and the seating plan had been put in action. Harry and Ron were sitting at their table, cross armed, glaring across the table to Blaise Zabini and Pansy.

Serves them right…Harry cheated on me and Ron took his bloody side! Thank god I never dated him…He thinks that boys can do ANYTHING! Well wait till they see me with Draco…Girls can do what they want too…

"Hermione? Are you listening to me? At all?" Lavender shook her by the shoulders.

"What? Oh yeah…what were you saying?" Hermione asked casually.

Lavender rolled her eyes. "Me and Ginny were wondering if you were going to come to Hogsmeade with us? We were gonna go shopping for…stuff…"

Hermione wasn't dumb. She knew that it meant they were going to shop for underwear. Theodore looked at Lavender inquisitively, but shrugged it of.

"Ummm…well…" she shifted her eyes nervously at Draco and his eyes shared the same tension, "I'm going to be a bit busy…see I promised this…friend…that I would go with him- I mean her." She stammered.

"Oh ok," Lavender shrugged.

She was sitting at a table with Draco, Lavender, Theodore Nott, Justin Finch Fletchley, Susan Bones, Ernie McMillan and Padma Patil. Draco was eyeing her heavily, surprisingly she didn't mind, it made her feel sexy. Padma was doing herAncient Runeshomework and Lavender was now feeding Theodore food.

Draco was drooling over Hermione's underwear again. Today she was wearing a dark orange lace bra with a small pink bow in between her curvaceous milky breasts. Her boyshort underwear was tight and it was orange lace as well with little pink bows on each side.

Merlin, he wanted her. He wanted to ravish right then and there.

When did she start wearing these things? Why was she wearing these and still a virgin? If it was anyone else they would have presented themselves happily to him.

But the more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea that she hid this stuff from him. He now felt sick of girls winking at him in the corridors. He hated the slytherin sluts coming up to him in really short skirts and tops the size of their bra.

God did they think they could get laid just by showing him some tiny boobs and saggy ass?

No, he was having a new desire. The Innocent bookworm. Hermione Granger was her name.

Hermione was talking with Lavender and Susan Bones during Charms, about boys, witch magazines, boys, new songs, boys and the like.

She didn't notice Harry and Ron come over.

"Hermione!" Ron called angrily.

"Hush Ron! People are trying to work here!" Hermione said mockingly.

"Hermione! As you're best-"

"Friend Ron? Best Friend. Is that what you were going to say?" she demanded. "If you were my 'best Friend' as you so bluntly put it, then would you be with that two-timing asshole? Hmmm?" she pointed to Harry, who had suddenly found his wand very interesting.

"Ms Granger, what is that racket going on up there?" Professor Flitwick's squeaky voice echoed from the front of the room.

"Nothing to worry about Professor," Hermione said sweetly and then looked slyly at Ron, "Just throwing away some trash," she pointed the bin and talked in a dangerous tone.

Ron just backed away from her slowly. He regretted talking to her.

Sunday

"Hermione! I'm trying to find the perfect dress for Hogsmeade! If you would just stop pestering me about the colours you want, I could just…OH! Found it!"

Ginny laid down a knee length white skirt on the bed, along with a light pink spaghetti strap top which had a small picture of a cherry on it, and a white fur jacket that went up to the waist (A/N: the jacket looks like the pink one Britney Spears wore on the 'Do Something' video).

"It makes you look like a spring person, nice, friendly and so on and so forth." Ginny explained quickly, "And we all know that's what you are…"

"Oh Ginny thanks!" Hermione cried gratefully. She went to the bathroom to put it on. She came back out with the dress on a few minutes later and put on some light pink stiletto heel shoes which matched her pink top.

"God I should be a fashion designer for Beyonce or something…" Ginny said absently, dreaming about the life and the money.

"And remember Ginny-"

"Don't tell Lavender, I know." Ginny said.

"Good cuz-"

"Malfoy wants to keep it a secret, I know" Ginny cut her of impatiently. "Now hurry up! He'll be waiting!" she placed her hands on Hermione's shoulders and pushed her towards the dressing table. Once Hermione was sitting on her chair, Ginny start curling her hair while Hermione put on raspberry colored lip-gloss.

Once Ginny had finished curling her hair with magic, she had a fit about how little make-up Hermione put on.

In the end they decided that she wore light pink blush and a soft layer of eye shadow.

Of course it didn't make much of a difference to her face.

Hermione met Draco at the entrance to the great hall. He was wearing light blue jeans and a bluey-grey shirt which brought out the color of his eyes. He topped it off with a dark blue jacket.

He liked what she was wearing underneath though.

Aqua colored bra and panties with red cherries as the design and red silk on the brimming. It was the most interesting he'd ever seen.

Great, now I keep thinking of her eating red succulent cherries…he thought grimly.

Hermione found that thought very weird. What did cherries have to do with anything?

She gasped mentally.

Did he know what she was wearing underneath? Was her skirt that see-through? But no-one was looking at her funnily…How did he think of cherries? Maybe her pink top was…

OH! I'm wearing a top which has a cherry picture on it…she thought as she looked down at herself.

"Hope you like Italian food," Draco said as they sat in a carriage carrying them down to Hogsmeade.

"I do, why?" Hermione asked.

"I got us a reservation in an Italian restaurant," he said cleverly.

"Oh Draco, you shouldn't have!" Hermione sat up.

"Hey! I was expecting a thank you…but I'll take it as a compliment," he concluded.

"Oh I was going to say thanks, but still-"

"No buts!" he said loudly.

"Alright then," she giggled. "I'll eat at your fancy Italian restaurant."

"Good, now that that's settled, we shall get out of the carriage," he stated and got up, but fell back down as the carriage jolted over what felt like a huge rock.

"Slow down there Draco, we haven't even stopped yet," she rushed to his rescue while laughing.

He lay on the seat, like he was sleeping but turned toward her, "Say that again," he said.

"What? Slow down?" she offered.

"No, say my name again,"

"Draco? I've said that so many-" but she was cut off.

By Draco's lips.

END OF CHAPTER

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