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Previous Chapter: The blonde Head Boy felt his stomach start to swirl again as he made his way to the Head's common room, all the while thinking about those eyes.

It was unusual for Draco to be so caught up in his thoughts that he forgets the reality surrounding him. He was lost in his mind when he walked down from his bedroom and into the shared Head's common room. He paced up and down without realising his actions until he tripped upon a fold in the floor rug and fell on his face, snapping him right out of his thoughts. Not noticing Hermione entering the room, Draco thanked his lucky stars that he wasn't seen. As he got up he heard the sound of uncontrollable giggling and immediately spun around to face a red-faced, laughing Hermione.

"What the hell are you laughing at, mudblood? I don't know if you realised but…"

Unable to think of anything to cover his sheer embarrassment, Draco turned on his heel and stormed into his room, leaving a now-even-more giggling Hermione standing in the middle of the common room.

Draco stormed around his room in a rage of fury, throwing every possible object he could reach.

"Why? Of all the people in this god-forsaken castle, why the hell did it have to be her?" He screamed as a flurry of schoolbooks hit the wall of his sliver and green colored bedroom.

"Seriously, what's wrong with me?" A sigh escaped his lips as Draco removed his shirt and pants, leaving him in his boxers as he walked over to the foot of his bed. He picked up a few other items to vent the remainder of his frustration and hurled them at the one before heading towards the joined bathroom of the two Head's.

Turning on the shower, Draco drifted back into his thoughts as he watched the water fall and steam float around the room. After snapping back into reality he stepped into the shower, after removing his boxers. Once fully in Draco let the water run off his pale skin as he stood there thinking about her.

The way that she carried herself. She looked as is she was simply floating around the castle, so graceful, so…beautiful! No, stop it; I cannot let myself think these thoughts. What would father think if he ever found out and anyway, it was wrong! She's not a person I could ever love, she is hot though, and I know for a fact that she's still very virginal. Oh, I would love to change that.

For hours, it seemed, Draco stood there in the water thinking about what he was going to do to tackle this problem he had. He was so sure that it wasn't love. More of an attraction! That was it, he wanted her and he wanted to have her all. And he was sure that there was a way to get her. Oh, and he would. A Malfoy always gets what he wants!

Turning off the shower, the blonde-haired Head Boy made his back into his room, got into his large silver and green bed with a smile playing on his thin lips. He fell asleep while thinking about his plan of attack only to wake up the next morning with the crazy idea that he should just do it. At what ever chance he got he would get her and she would obey. Like anyone in their right mind would resist him anyway. Unless, she didn't know it was him in the first place.

A/N: Hey, next chapter! YAY, go me! please review...pretty please