A/N: Ok guys, you probably are getting pissed off with all the different POV changes, and I would be too. I am going to try more of a all around approach, ok? But if I do think it's best to have a POV, please bare with me. Thank you ).

Bookworm1214: I'm sorry that my spelling disturbs you. I do read over my writing at least once, but I guess that I'm not catching all of the spelling errors. I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can really do about it. Do remember though, for some words, I spell the in the Canadian form. I know that that has always bothered people.

Chapter Nine: Below The Belt

Hermione woke up drowsily and slid the covers off of her lazily. She got a wonderfully cool breeze which made her feel fresh and awake. She opened her window so that the cool breeze could blow through out the room.

It was a wonderful Sunday morning and the sun was shining brightly as the birds chirped. It made Hermione feel as if the day was going to be so calm and peaceful. She really didn't feel like getting dressed at the moment, being so comfy in her purple checkered loungers and her white tank top. She walked down the stairs outside of her room with a sweet smile plastered on her face. Draco looked up from his newspaper at the smiling girl. She seemed to be oblivious to everything as she poured herself a glass of orange juice from the fridge.

"Good morning to you too, Miss Sunshine," Draco stated in a playful manner, "How was your sleep?"

"Tremendously fabulous and wonderful," She replied in a cheery manner. She looked like she had just found the gold at the end of the rainbow.

"Wow. So, do I really have such an effect on you?" He smirked.

"Oh, please. I can be optimistic at times!"

"Ya, and I'm queer." They both laughed. Draco? Queer? That had to be an oxymoron.

"You never know…"

"Hermione!"

"Ok, ok. You're not," she said as she rolled her eyes.

Draco laid his newspaper down and walked up to Hermione. He, too, was in his pajamas which consisted of a pair of black boxers and a baggy grey shirt. He pressed her up against the counter which caused her to lean back and set her oranges juice down.

"Draco! Stop it. I just woke up! It's not even ten!" Draco groaned as he backed up. Hermione than remembered that they hadn't decided what was going on between them yet. "Plus, it's not like I'm your girlfriend…" She continued in her I'm-A-Girl-And-You-Should-Know-That-I'm-Trying-To-Tell-You-Something voice.

(A/N: I pity you males out there. Girls really are complicated, but we love it. Don't we? Hah.)

"Oh good lord Hermione. Why do girls always do that. You know what, I'm not just another stupid guy. Why do you rely on me to tell you what we are? Why don't you tell me what we are, eh?"

Hermione's eyes widened. She had never expected that. He was so right though! Shouldn't she be able to tell him what they were? Darn. Why did he have to turn things around? This pushed a button on her that made her angry.

"I don't know what we are Draco. I can never tell if you're using me or whether you truly like me! I'd feel stupid if I would assume we were together and then you act like I'm just a little slut of yours!"

"Hermione! I told you that I wasn't using you!"

"I bet you told all the other girls. Talk is cheap." With that, she walked out of the common room in, yes, only her pajamas.

She didn't know why she left or where she was going. All she knew was that she had to end that conversation and escape the boy she was having it with. She was looking back over last night. What if the same thing that happened with Harry were to happen with Draco. She would never forgive herself.

Hermione walked down the hall ways in no particular direction, looking at the ground the whole time. Suddenly, she bumped into a hard chest which set her crashing to the ground.

"Ow…" She said under her breath as she rubbed her back.

The persons voice came in. "Oh, Hermione, I'm so sorry."

An extended hand came into her view as her eyes trailed further up.

"Seamus…" His dark blue eyes flashed onto hers. She took his hand as he pulled her up. He studied her before replying.

"Hermione… Why are you… Out here so early? And in your pajamas?"

"Oh. Well I just needed to get out of the Heads Room. Clear my head." Suddenly, Seamus' kind dark blue eyes flooded with anger.

"Clear your head about Malfoy probably. Ron told me about you guys. I can't believe you, Hermione."

"No, Seamus. Ron blew up last night. He got the wrong facts and Malfoy was just trying to get me into trouble. And he succeeded in doing so," she half lied.

"Oh, and why should I believe you?" She had had enough of everyone not listening to her. They would always ask her questions and ask her for the truth, but they would never believe her! Why should she bother anymore?

"You know what Seamus? You don't have to believe me. You don't have to like me, care about me, be my friend or anything more. If you don't want to believe me, that's fine. But I don't need someone who won't listen or believe me. Whatever we had is over."

Seamus looked at her with a stunned face. He certainly wasn't expecting this. He was expecting an apology, or at least for him to be angry at her while she sat in sorrow.

She walked past him and, once again, started drifting off to no where. She had promised herself to make things better, but she was only making things worse. Don't get me wrong, though. She knew this, but she had had enough. She was going to clear all her problems up.

She ended up outside by the lake under a tree. She let the cold breeze sweep over her as she sat down. She was looking at the crisp blue lake when she heard someone approaching her from behind. It was Ginny.

"Hey Gin," Hermione said awkwardly. They hadn't spoken since the little incident.

"Hey Hermione. About… that thing. I'm so sorry. I never knew and I never meant to hurt you! Well I left Harry and then Ron told me what he did to you! I can't believe him! What a jerk!" Ginny blurted all in one breath.

Hermione didn't say anything. She stood up and pulled Ginny into a hug.

"It's okay! I missed you, though!"

"Ron also told me about you and Draco," she said as she put her mouth in an playful 'O' shape. "Do tell, 'Mione!"

"Well right now I'm mad at him because we… did some things and…"

"You did some things! My good, Hermione! Isn't that a little fast!"

"Ya, I know, Gin! But I couldn't help it! But right now I'm mad at him because I don't know whether he's using me or not. I know it's Draco Malfoy, but something's different. I just don't know what."

"Well be careful, 'Mione. We don't want another incident like Harry's…"

"I swear, those boys should come with warning signs," Hermione chuckled nervously as she rolled her eyes. Ginny laughed as well.

"So, Hermione, are you ready for classes tomorrow?" Ginny asked.

Hermione had completely forgotten about classes. "Oh, shit! Ginny I totally forgot! I'm sorry, but I have to go!" Hermione quickly ran inside, leaving Ginny with a jaw hanging open.

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Hermione burst into the Common room in a rather rough manner as she rushed to her book bag. She noticed that the room was empty as she carried her bag over to one of the desks and piled her books onto it. In a second, she had her head in a book and was reading silently.

…

Hermione, not so surprisingly, had been reading for about six hours before she had decided to take a break. It was unhealthy, but she had to make up for all the early studying she had put off!

She walked over to the couch and laid down. She quickly closed her eyes and drifted off into a very light sleep. It was only five minutes after that before Draco came through the door. He didn't notice her as he walked to the couch. He was looking at the T.V control as he sat down on the unsuspecting Hermione.

"AHHH! Good lord, Draco! You could have killed me!" She screamed, hitting his thigh.

"Good what? You are too weird, Hermione. And I like this spot," he replied calmly as he shifted his weight around her. She winced as most of his weight was put on a small part of her leg.

"Draco… Move," she demanded.

"No, I'm quite comfortable here."

She made a whining noise before hitting him some more. She still wasn't on very friendly terms with him, and he wasn't helping the situation.

"Draco, I'm not playing with you anymore. I'm mad at you already and now you're squishing my leg," She told him rudely. He looked at her in awe as he slightly lifted himself off her leg. Hermione quickly removed her leg and sat up. She took the T.V remote and turned the television on. The flashing lights coming from it danced on her face.

"Hermione… What did I do?" Draco finally asked as he watched her attention being pulled completely to the flashing screen.

"You had sex with me, and then forgot about it. Or you didn't do anything about it. It's the same thing that happened with Harry, except you never liked me for my personality," Hermione replied hatefully.

"Hermione, what do you want me to do about it? Be your boyfriend? We barely know each other!" he said, raising his voice a bit.

"Exactly! We don't know each other! Infact, for the past six years, we hated each other. I don't ever want to talk to you again!" She said in an angry yet calm voice. She had already decided this in her head a while ago.

"You don't mean that!" He exclaimed as he sat on the table infront of her so that she would stop watching the television.

"Yes, I do!" She yelled back as she stood up and walked out of the Heads room.

Why does she always have to do that? Draco thought before putting his head in his hands.

I'm hungry.

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Hermione stormed out of the Heads room in an angry matter. It was dinner time and she headed down to the Great Hall.

She walked through the doors and thought of where to sit.

She couldn't sit beisde Ron, and she sure couldn't sit beside Harry. She couldn't sit beside Seamus which meant she couldn't sit with Dean.

Ginny!

Hermione spotted the redheaded girl and quickly walked over to her.

"Hermione!" she squealed as she made space for Hermione beside her.

"Hey, Gin," Hermione greeted as she sat down and started to pile some mashed potatoes onto her plate.

"So, how are things?"

"Horrible. I just told Malfoy I never wanted to talk him again."

"Ouch. Wow. Well that's going to be awkward, but I see where it's coming from. I'm with you all the way! I do think you should get back at him though…"

Hermione cocked up an eyebrow. "And how do you suggest I do that?"

"Well… Hit him where it hurts…"

"Ginny! I'm not touching him there!"

"No," Ginny laughed, "Date his best friend."

Hermione's jaw dropped, but then turned into a devious smirk. It was wrong. It was the same thing that had been done to her. But it was perfect for her situation.

Hermione and Ginny both looked across them to the slytherin table where Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zambini sat chatting.

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"She did what? What a bitch!" Blaise laughed as Draco explained what had happened with Hermione.

"Blaise! This is not a laughing manner!" Draco hissed at his laughing friend. Draco was always the one to dump the girl, not the other way around!

"It is, just not for you! Anyways, so she's a feisty one. How bad could it be?"

"Bad. As in the rest of the year in awkward hatred even though I want her bad. What if she finds someone and brings him to the Common room? Last time I totally lost it! And that was before we had sex!" Draco whispered, although everyone was to busy in their conversations to pay attention.

"Ouch. I think you really like her, Draco. And the mudblood Granger! Who would have guessed!"

"Don't rub it in."

"There's nothing to rub. She's a hot little thing. I really don't blame you. I'd fuck her right on the spot if I could," Blaise stated, eyeing Hermione who was talking with Ginny across from them.

Draco laughed. "She wouldn't go for someone like you, Blaise."

Blaise glared at Draco. "Someone like me? What's that suppose to mean? She went for you, didn't she? I think she would like someone like me!"

They both laughed at his last statement, but Blaise still didn't understand Draco. He could get a girl if he wanted to! He was extremely good looking as well, after all! He could have Granger… Couldn't he? Yes I can he though. And I will…

Little did he know that Hermione was thinking along the same lines…

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The next morning, Hermione woke up bright and early. It was another fabulous day, even in her situation, and she was sure that the day would only get better. She went into the bathroom to take her shower and brush her teeth. For once, Malfoy wasn't there at the same time.

When she was finished, she re-entered her room and got dressed. She put on a white muscle shirt that showed some cleverage with a tight beige skirt. She then put her robe onto and walked out of her dormitory.

Hermione went over to the kitchen and pulled out an apple from the refrigerator, taking a quick glance at Malfoy who was drinking his coffee at the table. He glanced at her before going back to his newspaper, attempting to ignore her. She didn't mind, though.

She grabbed her book bag before heading out the door to be early for classes.

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She was sitting in her Muggle Studies class when she heard her Professor speak.

"Class, I will be assigning you with a partner for today. You are to make a list of different transportation devices used in the muggle world. It's a small assignment and will be taking up at the end of the class."

Oh, shit. Partners. Hermione thought as she looked around the room.

"Miss Granger and Mister Potter…" She heard her name through out the list of partners. Her Muggle Studies professor was quite nice to Hermione and always had paired her up with Harry, but Hermione was not so thankful this time. She watched as Harry gathered his books and took the seat next to Hermione.

"Hey…" Harry said awkwardly. He got no response though. "Listen… I'm still so sorry, but I did hear about this Malfoy thing, what's with that? And Seamus?"

She looked at him with a deadly. If looks could kill, Harry's body would be outlined in chalk right now.

"Not that it's any of your business, but there's nothing going on between me and Seamus or Malfoy. Malfoy was just trying to piss Ron off and Seamus and I just hung out twice. I don't know why everybody makes such a big deal about it."

She didn't know it, but there were no words to describe the relief that Harry felt surge over him.

"Oh. Well, Hermione, I'm so sorry. I never meant to touch you like that. I snapped and I will never let it happen again. If something like that ever happens, you give me the signal and I'll stop. I don't want to put you in any danger Hermione… never. And about the thing with Ginny… well I'm still sorry about that, even though it probably doesn't matter to you. I know we can't be together again, but I miss my good pal, Hermione. Please come back to me and Ron. Please." Harry pleaded.

Hermione knew that talk was cheap, but enough was enough. She needed her two best friends. She need the trio. She need Ron. And she needed Harry.

She didn't answer him, but she pulled him into a tight hug as a tear slipped from her eye.

Harry smiled and they quickly filled out their list.

A/N: Ok so that wasn't the most interesting chapter and, for an uninteresting chapter, it took me a while. Boy, am I pathetic. But I needed this chapter for her to fix some things but I promise the next one will be worth everything! Hehe. Stop Laughing. Stop Talking To Yourself. Ok Back To My People.

Anyways! Review if this is really worth reviewing. I am disappointed in myself, but at least now I can get to some juicy stuff. And I know I'm putting you on hold for the Draco and Hermione stuff, but I just don't think he's proven himself worthy. Do you? Review and tell me. I'm not sure yet.

Review. Thanks for reading.