A/N: Hey, we are back with chapter five! We have cliché's coming out of our nostrils in this fanfic…any more suggestions (clichés)? We would love to know what you think! Xoxo.

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Chapter 5: Heat in the Heads Dorms

The door swung open and Draco and Hermione were faced with what was rumoured to be the most lavish room in the whole of Hogwarts. And, the rumours were correct. On the one side of the room was a fire place, surrounded by a large green couch with gold pillows and two comfortable looking chairs that were coloured silver and crimson. On the other side of the room were many bookshelves. When Hermione saw this, she squealed with delight. At the back of the room were two staircases on each side of the room which were (obviously) leading up the bedrooms and the bathroom. Draco took the left staircase and Hermione took the right.

At the top of the stairs, Hermione saw a door made of shiny, thick wood and on the door was a large gold 'H'. She smiled and opened the door. Inside she saw more then she had ever hoped for. On the one side of the room was a very lavish four poster, king sized red and gold bed with drapes hanging off of it. On the other side of the room, was a desk, a vanity table with a mirror and a closest (when which she opened already had her clothes in it). She jumped up and down with absolute glee. Maybe this year won't be so bad after all…she thought to herself.

She then noticed a door on the left hand side of the room. She walked towards it, opened it, and saw the most beautiful bathroom she had ever seen in her life. It had white and black tiles, a basin and mirror on either side of the room, a pair of toilets, two showers, and in the centre of the room was the largest bath she had ever seen. It put the prefects' bath to shame. Around the outline of the bath were hundreds of jewelled taps that, when opened, poured out different scented bubbles, waters and creams.

Draco then walked out of his room, to see Hermione fiddle with the taps.

"Typical mudblood. We purebloods are used to this sort of lavish environment"

"Sod off Malfoy, I was enjoying myself until you got here"

"I wont leave, so we can both enjoy ourselves even more" he winked at her and she shuddered with disgust.

"Look Malfoy, can we at least be civil to each other this year, I want to graduate with my sanity thank you"

"Cant we be…more then civil perhaps…?"

"Malfoy, we both know what you're getting at here…and how does no sound?" She said sweetly.

He then started slithering towards her, and little did she know, that more she backed away, the more it turned him on.

"Come now…Hermione"

At the sound of her name rolling off the tip of his tongue, all she could do was melt. But when she started to feel his arms snaking around his waste, she was suddenly brought back to reality with a cold force making her realise what she was about to do.

"Get off me! Get off!" Hermione started to screech.

"Get off to you? Trust me, I will be doing that" He said with a wink.

What have I gotten myself into she thought to herself. And with one final push she ran into the other room, slammed the door and fell to the floor with her face in her hands. What in Merlin's name did I do to deserve this?

While in the other room, Draco was walking around in circles, giddy with anticipation of the year to come. Hermione in the sack…mudbloods have to be good for something he thought to himself. I'll just wait till she comes out of hiding and then I'll pounce on her. She'll never be looked upon as a goody two shoes ever again.

Later in the evening, Hermione was in her room, rummaging through her bags to find her toiletries. After getting her shampoo, conditioner and facial wash, she stalked through her door into the bathroom. After checking that both doors were locked, she started fiddling with the many faucets on the side of the tub. She was delighted as she saw the steam and bubbles rising up into the air. She breathed in the scent of honey, camomile and strawberry.

After removing her clothing, she slipped into the enormous bathtub. She was so emersed in the pleasure of some peace and quite, she didn't hear the door unlocking and Malfoy slipping in.

It was only when she felt a hand gripping her wrist and full her underwater was when she realised that Malfoy was in her presence, and he was up to no good.

"Care for some fun in the tub Granger?"