"Grrrr….My sweet head."

Hermione's hand flew up to her skull in desperation. Little woodpeckers were trying to bore out of her head. She groggily got up, walked over to her cupboard pulled on the old faithful jeans and a jumper and trudged down the stairs.

"Hello hun, didn't think you'd be up yet"

Ginny was putting the last of the plates away from last night looked up and smiled at Hermione. Hermione cringed the clunking of plates echoed into her scull, not helping one bit and how could ANYONE be possible perky after what they had accomplished last night. 3 bottles of Fire whisky had thrown them all for six.

Hermione looked round.

"Where'd the boys go?"

"They have already had their bacons and eggs and left about an hour ago. They looked a damn site better than you do I might add."

"Well muggle booze is cough medicine against the wizarding poison we had."

Hermione pulled up a chair at the kitchen table as Ginny placed a steaming tea in front of her. She ran a hand through curls. She looked down at the wood pattern as if they had the remedy to her hangover. They didn't.

"And the boys said they call again on Monday or Tuesday night to see how you did at work. Did you need anything down the shops? I'm popping down to get some groceries and run some errand to the post office and such…"

Ginny was buzzing around the kitchen snatching things up, re-arranging bits and putting things in her purse. It was times like this where you could see how easily Molly did it. It was second nature. Hermione was sure in the female Weasley jeans.

"Um… no I don't think so, If not I'll pop out before work tomorrow."

"Ok then I'm off then, be sure not to burn the house down…"

"I'm not your brother you know"

Ginny laughed. She started off down the hallway till she reached the front door.

"Oh and Ron's sorry he peed on Crookers last night. Bye!"

"He what!"

Too late the door was closed and the gate went. The girl was fast on her feet.

"No wonder he smelt funny this morning when he came in" Hermione grumbled to herself.

"Oh well first things first, shower time. Hmmmm…"

Hermione looked over to the orange frizz ball on the windowsill.

"Come here baby, come to mummy"

There was that smirk again.

"Oh common Drakie, P-Pweez? Just for me?"

Pansy slaunted up to Draco clad only a neon pink lace bra with a matching G.

Draco looked up from his paperwork, taking it in. When Pansy clicked her fingers and a roll of condoms flowed from her fingers down, down and…down.

"Pansy if you MUST disturb me than please make it worth my while."

This earnt him a glare.But Pansy didn't give up so easily. The glare was soon replaced by a pout and she continued to slither up and around him, finally 'falling' into his lap.

"My darling you know what I crave from the one I love."

She leant up and sucked on his right earlobe whilst undoing his shirt buttons.

"Now Pans I AM NOT superman like you believe me to be, but rather wizard with A LOT of work to do."

Draco pushed her off his lap and with ungraceful 'thump' her ass hit the floor. From there she read ALL the wrong signs as she then went for his zipper. She got halfway there in a flash and a handful of package before Draco could even blink. (The Slytherin quidditch team could always seen smirking after a round with Parkinson) That was 'till Draco smacked her hand away and did it all back up.

That's when she stood up in a rage and began to bellow.

"Draco you pig, WHY will you not make love to your FIANCEE? I have tried to nice and even a bit of foreplay but NO! You'd rather play business man and leave me out in the cold! You don't care about me! You never have!..."

And so on and so forth till Draco cracked and she got her way. Tears were Pansy's best friend. Use the waterworks on Draco and 9 times out of 10 and she had what she had set out for. Sex, money, a gift, ANYTHING. The man was just another game. And this game she had to win, she had the stakes too high to fail.

"Oh Pans don't cry baby, come here." He held his arms open for the blubbering girl to come into his arms and sit in his lap.

"Pansy, its ok I'm sorry. I should have taken your feeling into account."

A smile pulled on her lips. She knew what was coming but didn't blow her cover. Oh the man was a push over.

Draco swept her up into his arms and into the bedroom.

"Be careful what you wish for"

He kicked the door shut.

Hermione shut off the water to the shower.

Ahh sweet relief!

Hermione wrapped a towel around her body then around her hair, a sopping Crookshanks followed her out glaring at her shaking with every step. He HATED that damn animal shampoo, he was a herbal essences cat himself.

"Oh get over it! You smelt! I was not going to cuddle you while you smelt like pee."

She peered down at her feline. He sat licking himself.

So charming.

She was jogging to the stairs holding her towel to go up to her room when the door went.

Any other time I'm clothed but nooo! When im in a fucking towel. Fuck it, it's proberly Gin anyway.

She grabbed the handle, it turned, she opened the door to reveal not a Weasley bogged down with meat and veg. No that would have been to bloody easy.

Oh for fuck sake!

"Hello Hermione caught you at a bad time?"

"Just jumped out the shower actually, How have you been Narcissa?"

And Crookshanks just kept licking.

Yes I know this is really a 'middle chapter' a little bit of information but not enough to really say anything really happened.

I am now onto chapter 5 you'll be glad to hear, where I am setting up some interesting… conversations.

I found this chap really easy to write as I had HEAPS of reviews, which just put me in the mood. So I LOVE YOU ALL. Give yourselves a pat on the back, your making this story happen.

Till then. Ta ta

Mally