A/N: Enjoy!

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I tried yoga once. Ron told me I was too stressed out and I thought yoga would be a simple answer. I mean everyone says how calming and relaxing it is. That it clears your head, and the positions...well...it takes a lot of practice...but you get it eventually. I only stuck around the class for about 15 minutes, I couldn't stand the dead silence that was in that classroom when I did it. And okay, I'm not that flexible...

Now I've slept with my enemy, my best friend is responsible for it and everyone I know and love knows about it.

Damn, I should've at least stayed to learn the breathing excersices. Okay breathe, in and out...okay making progress...the light headness has worn off.

"Hello?" Ginny's voice said cherrfully over the phone. I assume she got her copy of magazine. Since Malfoy just had to lift the window curtain, and there just happened to be about a hundred cameras that went off at the same time, getting pictures of me and him. I bet they put out a special edition just for us, how sweet, maybe after I sue them, I might consider doing something for them. I bet she was quite pleased with herself. Well say hello to a rude awakening honey.

"GINVERA WEASLEY!" I shouted in the way her mother does when she's royally pissed off.

"Hello Hermione." she answered, calmly. Wait, no, she's suppose to be afraid...

"Do you have the slightest idea what you did? Yes, we know that it was YOU who did this. What the hell were you thinking?" I again shouted.

"I'm not going to say 'I'm sorry' Hermione if that's what you want. I don't regret it one bit." she stated. I was a bit shocked.

"You do realize I slept with him."

"And did you like it?" she asked. I froze.

"What?"

"I asked, did you like it?"

Oh God.

I liked it. Wait, did the world suddenly turn backwards? Because I can't like sleeping with Malfoy.

But the more and more I thought about it, the more I became convinced that I, Hermione Granger had actually liked sleeping with Draco Malfoy. Shudder.

"That good huh?" Ginny asked, breaking my thoughts.

"Of course not!" I said a bit too loud and a bit too unconvincingly. Ginny laughed.

"Don't worry Hermione, I'm doing you a favor. Just trust me." she said.

"What are you some kind of mind reader?" I asked, then realized. "Wait are you?"

"You could say that." she responsed. Ok, rewind and FREEZE!

"What exactly do you know?" I asked. I could tell Ginny was grinning from ear to ear.

"I can't tell you silly. That would be messing with destiny."

"Hey! You messed with destiny!" I pointed out. "You saw something with Malfoy and I and you decided to do something about it."

"No, I saw this years ago that I would do something like this, I was only following the vision." she said simply.

"But how can it be? We're two different people, we come from two different worlds. He is rich, I'm just getting by. I'm a Gryffindor, a lion. He's a Slytherin, a snake." I stopped.

"You know that while you two come from different backgrouds, you guys aren't so different. I think he's really a good guy, but because of how the world was, he had to pretend that he didn't like certain things. He's making up for lost time." God, she was good. I have to admit, she is when she wants to be. "You only know the image of him Hermione, but you don't know him. Go find out, you'd be surprised what kind of person he is." she finished. I was stunned into silence.

"When did you become wiser than me?" I asked. Ginny laughed.

"I learned the hard way that you shouldn't take anything for granted." she sadly. "But then I realized that even the weirdest of pairs." she said, meaning her relationship with Harry. "Can turn out to be the best of all." Then I heard a noise from the background. I heard Harry ask if that was me and Ginny gave the phone over to him.

"Hermione what is going on?" he asked, confused. "People are saying you and Malfoy are together, please tell me it's not true." he said.

"Well we aren't together..." I said as I heard him give a sigh of relief. "It's just weird, and your finacee is to blame mostly." I stated.

"Ginny?" he said.

"Yeah, her and her seer powers..." I muttered. "Just trust me Harry. Trying to do some damage control, now." I sighed. "I don't know how you deal with the press." He laughed.

"Now you see why I never come to visit." I smiled.

"It does explain a lot." I said. "Look if I survive this, I promise I'll come visit you. Sound good?" I asked.

"Ginny will be thrilled." I rolled my eyes.

"I just hope I'll be cooled down by then."

"So is the redhead surviving?" Malfoy asked. I rolled my eyes.

"Her name is Ginny. And yes she'll live. She's actually quite pleased with herself." I said. Malfoy raised an eyebrow.

"Really? Playing matchmaker is she?" he asked interested. I collasped onto my sofa.

"You so better not try to apparate or something. I intend to keep you in this mess as long as I am. So we need to figure out how this is going to go." I said. Malfoy nodded.

"Of course. What do you propose?" I thought for a minute.

"Well I don't know if my mum will recover, she wants me to have children so damn much, once she hears I'm with someone she'll be planning the engagement party." I said.

"Same with my mum, she wants me to get married, ever since my dad died she wants someone to care for." I thought about this for a minute.

"Okay, I have a deal for you." I stated. "Since it seems like our mothers both want children, why not we pretend we're together?" he looked at me like I had two heads. I laughed. "Hear me out. We'll pretend like we are crazy about each other. We'll convince our parents that we are so head over heels that their dreams could quite possibly come true. Then we'll break up, and our parents will comfort us, thinking the other one broke up the relationship. Then it'll make perfect sense why we don't go out. Break up recovery. Perfect cover up." Malfoy nodded.

"I have to admit Granger, I like what your saying." he said. "Doesn't exactly make sense, but I like it." I smiled.

"Great." I said, as I heard the phone ringing. I picked it up and answered.

"Hello?"

"Honey why didn't you tell me you were putting on an act?" my mum asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You acting like you hated this Draco because of all the press. I should've known a girl as smart as you would try to keep it a secret." she said. I smiled, time to put the plan into action.

"Yeah, mum, you caught me!" I said with fake cheerfulness. "Darn!"

"When are you coming to see us darling?" she asked. "I want to meet this Draco." she said with interest. My eyes got big.

"Uh, mum hang on for a minute." I said quickly then covered the phone with my hand.

"Malfoy, my mum wants us to visit." I said. "What do I say?" Malfoy was taken aback.

"Well if we want to get on with this charade, might as well do it as soon as we can. The faster it starts, the faster it's done." I nodded.

"Uh whatever is good for you mum." I answered.

"Well come over this weekend! We can get Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Luna to come over!" she said.

"Sounds great." I said, trying to sound happy. "We'll come over on Friday and then stay Saturday and Sunday. But Harry sent us tickets to go see his qudditch game so we'll have to work it in somehow."

"Perfect." my mum answered. I paused.

"How's dad?" I asked. Mum took a deep breath.

"Today's a good day, but I don't know for sure. He'll be delighted that your coming." she mentioned. I nodded.

"Tell him I love him and I'll see you on Friday, bye."

"Bye sweetheart." I set the phone down.

"Okay, no backing out now." I stated and sighed. "We're going to my parents on Friday and staying for the weekend. And your going to Harry's qudditch match with me."

"WHAT?" he asked. "I am not cheering for 'the-boy-who-lived."

"I never said you had to. Just go with me and you can fall asleep two minutes into it if you want, okay? Now, does the plan sound good?" Malfoy nodded.

"I'll take care of the travel arrangements." he said.

"No, we're going to my parents, I'll pay." I said.

"No you were dragged into this. Let me do it." I wanted to fight back but when I looked at him, I dunno...he looked like he really meant it. Maybe Ginny was right...maybe Malfoy was different...

Yeah...right.

As Friday rolled around, I carried my suit case outside to the curb to wait for Malfoy. It didn't take long for his long limo to appear. When I asked why we couldn't just apparate, he said if we did that, it could cause a scene. I didn't want to argue so I slipped into the limo as the sun started to go high into the sky. I slipped on my sunglasses.

"So I think we should know a little about each other, or no one will really believe us." I stated. "I made cheat sheets that we can write our answers on, like favorite color and birthdays and we can study them on the way to my parents." I said as I pulled out some papers from my purse. Malfoy rolled his eyes at me.

"And I thought for a minute you were normal."

"Your going to be the death of me, I know it." I mumbled. Then we stopped and I looked out the window.

"Where are we?" I asked.

"The airport." he answered. I froze.

"You mean with planes and fight attendants?" I asked. He looked at me.

"Uh, yeah." he answered.

"So we're going to be flying on a plane to my parents?" I asked. He nodded.

Oh crap.