A/N: Ok guys, I would just like to apologize for all the POV switching. I know it can be aggrivating, but somethings are just seen so much better through different perspectives. You can also hear more of what they are thinking which can be important.

And thank you for all of your motivating reviews P!

Recap:

"Hermione?" I looked to my left where Seamus was standing. Shit.

Chapter Seven: Kiss Me Thank You

"Uh… Hey Seamus." Ever get that knot in your stomach just telling you something was going to happen that you'd regret?

"What are you doing with… him?" He looked a little angry and hurt.

Draco cut in. "We were just talking." Bad idea, Malfoy.

(A/N: notice how suddenly Malfoy has turned into Draco for a moment?)

"I didn't ask you, Malfoy," Seamus spat.

"Stop, Seamus," I tried to calm him. It didn't work.

"Hermione, how could you talk to that slime? Didn't you see what he tried to do to me?" Obviously!

"Seamus, why don't we head back to Hogwarts…"

"You can go Hermione. I don't really feel like going anywhere with you right now." He was overexaggerating! Wasn't he? Draco sure was being awfully quite…

"Seamus, do you really mean that?" I looked up at him with hurt eyes. Did I really do something that bad?

He looked back at me like he really didn't want to leave, but his words spoke differently.

"Yes I do." And with that, he walked away. I sighed. I heard another sigh come from beside me. I looked over at Malfoy. He was staring at the ground, in his own little world.

"Well… I guess I should go before someone notices me hanging around you…" I said more to myself than to Draco.

"You don't want to be seen with me." He stated more than asked. His voice seemed a bit hurt and angry. He misunderstood.

"No, actually. I assumed you wouldn't want to be seen with a filthy mudblood." I had to choke out the last word. It almost hurt more when I said it.

"Normally I would, but I think you're an acception." He was still talking to the ground. Why wouldn't he look at me? A small fire lit in me as he said those words.

"I'm an acception? I don't want to be a little acception, Malfoy. You torment me for years and now I'm an acception? You have got to get your head straight." He was out of line.

"I didn't mean it like that…" Yes, you did! How else could you mean it? "I… Oh nevermind…" Bloody finish what you had to say!

"What? Go on, spit it out."

"You're more than an acception." He still refused to look at me, but I was looking straight at him. This boy was too mysterious. I just couldn't figure him out.

"What are you saying?"

"I don't know what I'm saying." There was no pushing it. He was being honest.

I walked away. That conversation was over. I went to find a carriage back to Hogwarts. On the ride, I had time to think. I was going to have to talk to Ron and Harry. Well, atleast Ron. They were probably worried sick about me. I hadn't spoken to either of them since the train ride and they didn't know about Seamus. Heck, they didn't even know about Malfoy being Head boy. We could really use a nice chat. I decided to invite Ron for a talk and a tour of my new Dormitory. I really needed someone to talk to right now.

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I got out of the carriage and walked into the castle I called home. It was around dinner and I knew I would find Ron in the Great Hall. As if he would ever miss a meal. Just the thought of it could make me laugh.

I had assumed the weather would be warmer, but, with the autumn winds blowing, it was a bit chilly. I went to the dormitory to change. I walked into my room and changed my halter top into a warm crimson sweater. I felt like my old self again.

Satisfied, I walked over to the Great Hall. When I opened the doors, I immediately spotted the flaming red hair that sat among the gryffindor tables. I walked over to him and squeezed beside him. He looked over at me.

"Mione!" He embraced me in a tight hug as I did him. "Where have you been? I thought you were trapped in the bathroom with a troll again!" One time and you never hear the end of it…

"No Ron! I went to Hogsmead!" I smiled at him.

"Oh! But with who?" Well he had to find out sooner or later.

"Seamus…" Ron was very protective. I knew he wasn't going to like me going anywhere with any boy, even if it was Neville!

"Why that little…"

"Ron! Anyways, I haven't spoken to you since the train ride. Why don't you come over to the Heads Room for a chat at eight o'clock? I can show you my dormitory!"

"That sounds great, 'Mione!"

"Good! Until then, I'm just going to go rest a bit. See you then." I kissed his cheek, which caused him to blush, before heading off to the common room.

Little did I know that someone had been watching me the whole time.

End of Hermiones POV.

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Harry was watching Hermione the minute she entered. He saw her walk over to Ron and start talking. He was only a few seats down. He strained to hear them, but only caught a few words.

"Mione!" the obvious voice of Ron came. "Where… been? … Thought you… trapped… bathroom with a troll again!"

"No… Went… Hogsmead."

"Oh!... Who?"

"Seamus." Harrys eyes flared. She was already over him.

"…little…"

"Ron!... haven't spoken… train ride…. Come over… Heads Room… chat… eight o'clock… my dormitory." It was about six o'clock at the moment.

"… Great… 'Mione!"

"… Until then… Going to… rest a bit… You then."

That was all he needed to hear. He thought to himself. So, Ron's visiting Hermione tonight?Interesting. Wait, why didn't she invite me? Oh ya… Almost forgot. Well maybe I'll pay her a visit of my own…

He watched Hermione get up and exit to the halls. He waited a while, as not to look suspicious, and then followed her out.

He caught sight of her just before she turned a corner. He walked up and stuck his head around. She was standing infront of a huge painting that he had never seen before. It was a picture of Hermione and Malfoy. Harry cringed.

He saw her whisper something and the painting opened. This was his chance.

The painting closed and he walked up to it. He knocked on it, much to the potrait Hermione and Malfoys disliking.

"How rude," the Hermione painting said to him.

"Quite. If I ever were to knock on you, it would be to knock you out." The Malfoy painting spat.

"Shut up, Ferret," Harry hissed.

"Honestly, Harry, we're the only ones who can let you in. I suggest you be more polite."

"Why are you defending him!" Harry was getting aggrivated.

"Why are you yelling?" the painting Hermione raised her voice.

At that moment, the real Hermione opened the door.

"Oh, it's you," she said with venom.

"Yes, he was quite rude. Little bugger!" Hermione the painting stated.

"Well that's no surprise."

"Hermione, can I talk to you?" Harry pleaded.

"Sure, talk," Hermione replied as she held a firm grip on the door.

"Can't we go inside?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want to." Hermione was a bit frustrated. Why did he want to go inside so bad?

Harry was also frustrated. Why wouldn't she let him in? Was someone in there with her? This got him fuming.

"Why? Is there someone inside with you? There is, isn't there? Well let's just see who it is!" And with that he shoved her out of the way and studied the room. There wasn't anyone there. That was a bit embarressing.

"Harry Potter, what is wrong with you? Get out of here, now!"

He knew he deserved that, but he still wanted to talk to her. "No, I need to talk to you!"

"Well I don't want to talk to you! Take your nosey self out of here!" She was making him angry. If she wouldn't willingly talk to him, he would have to make her.

Harry pushed Hermione against the wall. "No."

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Dracos POV:

"I don't know what I'm saying," I replied with all honesty. Even then, she walked away.

My plan had gone horribly wrong. Why was I trying so hard to uptain a girl that refused to be uptained? I could have any girl in all of Hogwarts and I was going to the one I had discriminated and tormented for six years. I guess I liked the chase.

I waited until Granger was out of sight before getting up and walking around. I didn't feel like shopping nor did I feel like grabbing a bite to eat. I was rather blank at the moment. I didn't feel anything. I was like a blank canvas that had yet to be painted on.

Deciding that there was absolutely nothing that interested me here at the moment, I grabbed a carriage back to Hogwarts. The ride allowed me to clear my head. I realized that, no matter how odd and weird it seemed, I wanted Granger.

I can love you like no other
Show you places you've never seen
I'll take you to another world
One in which you've never been

I still hated the little Mudblood. Her perfect grades, goody-two-shoe friends and her uncontrollable love of books, but I couldn't help it. She was something that I couldn't have, and that was a first. I was going to get her, no matter what the costs.

I got out of the carriage and walked into Hogwarts.I didn't feel like going to dinner in the Great Hall. Seamus had probably told everyone about our little row. Little bastard. I had to admit, though, he had a good arm.

I walked up to the painting of me and Granger. We did look rather good together.

"Password?" the painting Granger asked flirtatiously. Granger could flirt? Wow. I smirked at her and she surprisingly smirked back. At that moment, the painting Draco glared at me.

"Are you going to say the password or not?"He demmanded.

"Fine. Peppermint Pickles." The door swung open. My eyes widened.

Pushed up against the wall was Granger and the boy holding her against it was Potter.

"No!" I heard him say to her. This didn't seem like a friendly thing at all! I saw fear in the mudbloods eyes. I took my wand out and muttered a spell, making sure they wouldn't hear.

A green light burst out of my wand and hit Potter. He was paralyzed. I then looked at Granger who was still absorbing what had just happened. She mumbled something.

"What was that?" I asked.

"Thank you…"

"Oh… You're welcome." That must had been the first time I ever said that word.

She must of noticed it too because she gave me a shocked look.

"Oh shut up, both of you," I looked over at Potter. Only his facial features were able to move. His hands were still on either side of Granger, but that was because he was paralyzed. I glared at him.

"What were you trying to do to her, Potter?"

"I was trying to talk to her, not that it's any of your concern." What is with these people? Don't they understand that anything that happens in my living area is my concern!

"First of all, anything that happens in my living area is deifinitely my concern. Second of all, you seem like you were trying to do a lot more than just talk to her."

Harry was forced to look at Granger the whole time. He looked like he wanted to eat her, like she was his prey. I grabbed her arm and pulled her under his arms and out of his grip.

"So are you going to unparalyzed me or not?" Harry asked. Never!

"NO!" Both Granger and I exclaimed at once. We looked at each other and then back at Harry. Harry scowled.

Granger then went over to Harry. She slapped him.

"Bastard! What is wrong with you?" She asked, ignoring my presence.

"I just…" He suddenly looked ashamed. "I'm sorry 'Mione, I snapped. I just wanted to talk to you."

"Well, what did you want to say?" Harrys eyes darted in each direction and looked at Malfoy. Granger noticed this. "Harry, whatever you have to say to me you can say infront of Malfoy."

I felt extremely special at that moment. How childish of me.

"Since when!" Harry burst.

"Since now," she spat.

It was just getting better by the second. I smirked.

"Ok, fine. Listen, I'm sorry about yesterday. I don't know what came over me, and I made a huge mistake. But I still want and need you, Hermione. I wish we could just put those events in the past. Please, Hermione. Please."

Granger looked like what he had just said were the most insane words she had ever heard.

"But, Harry, I don't want or need you." Ouch. That had to hurt.

It hurt him, but it also made him mad.

"Oh! Well, excuse me! I forgot! You want and need Seamus now!" Hermiones jaw dropped. She quickly closed it.

"No, Harry. Seamus is someone I enjoy spending time with, and that is none of your business anyhow. He was worth my time. You can leave now." She gave Harry a disgusted look, expecting him to leave. I guess she forgot that he couldn't. I was more then willing to help him.

I walked over to the paralyzed scumbag and lifted him. He wasn't too light, though.

"Don't touch me, Ferret."

"Oh please, Potter. I dislike touching you more than you do. So shut your trap." I carried him out of the common room and threw his paralyzed self onto the cold, hard ground.

"Malfoy!" he screamed as he came crashing down on the ground. "Unparalyze me!"

Pssh. "No, thanks. I think I'll let you thaw out on your own." I gave him a rather evil smirk.

I walked back into the common room and closed the door. I was assuming I would go up to my room to have a rest, but I was oh so wrong.

The second I turned around, a pair of lips came crashing down on mine. I slid my hands down to Grangers waist as I began to kiss her back slowly. I had been waiting for this ever since we had left the carriage. Her lips were so soft and she tasted so good. I just couldn't get enough of her.

Too high
Can't come down
Losing my head
Spinning 'round and 'round
Do you feel me now

She slipped her hands around my neck and brought me closer. I slipped my tongue into her mouth and started to explore her. I pressed her against me as I slipped my hand to the small of her back. She ran a hand through my hair. I shivered. Her touch was too much.

With a taste of your lips
I'm on a ride
You're toxic I'm slipping under
With a taste of a poison paradise
I'm addicted to you
Don't you know that you're toxic
And I love what you do
Don't you know that you're toxic

I was trying to taste as much of her as I could as I walked forward with her, backing her up against a table. She sat on it and my hands slid down to her ass.

It's getting late
To give you up
I took a sip
From my devil's cup
Slowly
It's taking over me

At that time, I think she noticed where this was going and slowly leaned back, seperating our lips. She looked into my eyes. She gently pushed me back so that she could stand. She started to walk away. What was that about?

"Um, Hello? What was that about? And why did you stop?" I asked. The taste of her was still lingering on my lips. I didn't want it to go away.

"I was thanking you for what you did. I didn't think a 'thank you' would do much for you, so I gave you something I knew you'd like," she said simply. She really was the smartest with in the school.

"Oh… Well… You're welcome." She nodded and departed to her room. I licked my lips. I should do favours for her more often.

I, too, departed to my room for a rest. It had been a long day.

End of Dracos POV.

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Hermiones POV:

I couldn't help it. I love the way he kissed, the way he tasted, the way he touched me. It was like a drug, and, even after only two kisses, I could very well say that I was addicted.

I still wanted to kiss him, but I couldn't let him know that. Then again, maybe he already knew. It was about seven o'clock. I still had time for a quick nap. I put on some comfortable lounging clothes and crawled into bed, setting the alarm.

I couldn't believe what Harry had done. I think he had finally cracked. I had never seen him that way before, nor did I ever want to again.

Maybe he wouldn't get over me, but I could sure get over him. Thinking of him, I drifted off into a deep sleep.

Are you with me or against me
If you're against me let me go
Because theres no use holding on
If there's nothing there to hold

Let Me Go…
We weren't meant to be
Let Me go…
Baby can't you see…

If you had broke it off then, it wouldn't be so bad
If you had kept it to yourself, I wouldn't be so mad
I know you love me more, don't mean to sound cocky
But you'll get over her, you'll never get over me

You'll get another girl
But I'll be the reason you split up
'Cause she might have your loyalty
But I still have your heart

Let Me Go…
We weren't meant to be
Let Me go…
Baby can't you see…

I'm over you

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I woke up happily and stretched my arms. It was seven forty five. I still had time to change. I pulled out a black knee-length skirt and a dark green shirt that only went around one shoulder. I quickly slipped them on and did my hair. I walked out of the common room and heard the knock on the door.

I walked over and slowly opened the door.

There stood Ronald Weasley with a broken arm and a black eye.

"Ron!"

A/N: Oh my! What could have happened to Ron? Who knows! Well… I do. Lol! Ok guys, review! And tell me what you would like to happen! Did you like the chapter? I hope so! I'm sorry it took so long.