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A/N: this is my first real attempt at a multichaptered story with an actual 'point' to it, so please review and tell me what you think. This is kinda derived from my own experiences like today for instance when my best friend got together with the guy I have liked for my entire life (she knew I liked him) and this is my way of getting my frustration out and to show all of you girls who aren't the life of the party and mostly keep to themselves, you can have fum too! Okay, here we go then...

Chapter 1: Desires

Books. Night and day, over and over, fliping pages, disecting, rereading, buying more...and on the list goes. Hermione Granger's dearest ambition in life was to read as much as possible and to learn something new everyday. She stuck by this ambition like a fly on a spider web and never once faltered in her constant purge for knowlege. All that was about to change.

It was 7:00 and dinner was just beginning. Hermione was in a hurry to eat because she wanted to get to the library in order to get in some last minutes studying before they closed. She wasn't really paying attention to anyone or anything, she just wanted to get the hell out of there! She was so focused that she didn't even notice Parvati and Lavender chatting about their latest sex-charades after a night of wild partying and drugs.

Hermione was very much against alot -- if not all -- of the activities that her fellow classmates participated in on a regualr basis. Every time she would lecture Harry or Ron on how they should be more focused on school than anything else, they seemed to think that life meant nothing if you weren't constantly having fun. Hermione dissagreed. She felt that it was okay to have fun sometimes but ruining your career over a one night stand should not be included in that. She supposed that she was different from the other girls in that way. Maybe it was because she never had a boyfriend or the simple fact that she was raised right, she wasn't sure.

Hermione was busy piling food onto her plate as Parvati said loud enough for everyone to hear "Blaise and I had sex last night and it was absolutely amazing!"

Hermione and Lavender were the only ones that looked her way. Everyone else at the Gryffindor table had heard enough of Parvati's sex life to last them a life time but Lavender always seemed as though she couldn't get enough. Hermione, on the other hand, couldn't believe her ears. Of course, she was use to this kind of talk on a regular bais also, but never had she thought that something about Blaise would arise.

Blaise was a Slytherin and the strangest of their kind. He was always very quiet and kept to himself. Hermione often found him in occasional mischief but never anything serious. He seemed to be an all around wonderfull person, not to mention his fabulous looks. Hermione supposed that with a smile and body like that, that he had had a fair few girlfriends but Hermione had been sure that if he did, they would have been special to him and he would cherish them, not just throw them aroud like yesterday's trash. And by all means, Parvati was yesterday's trash. She had been with practically every guy in the school not to mention some of the girls.

Hermione didn't know why she even cared so much. After all, her life was all about books and knowlege, right? Or did Hermione have the smallest of crushes on the gold-skinned Slytherin that she wasn't quite yest ready to admit -- even to herself.

Hermione quit listening before she did something that she regreted and got up from the table. Without even a backward glance at Harry and Ron, she was dashing off to the library in the hopes of overcoming her new train of thoughts with never-ending dusty tomes.

As Hermione was walking she did not notice a pair of hazel eyes on her back as she zoomed through the door. In fact, she didn't notice a thing. Hermione was very preoccupied in trying to not think about the thing that wouldn't cease. Halfway to the Great Hall, Hermione changed her mind about her destination. With her head buzzing with thought of Blaise and revenge for Parvati, she concluded that no studying would be possible.

She turned around and started heading up more flight of stairs in the direction of the Head Girls Dormitory which she shared with Draco Malfoy, another Slytherin. Unlike Blaise, he fit perfectly with the description if what a Slytherin should really be. He was arrogant, mischievous, insulting, and very ambitious. He also hated Hermione's guts, just as she hated his. She hated how he called her 'mudblood' every chance he got, she hated how he hogged the bathroom, how he flirted with every girl in the school, how he insulted her very existence, how he though the world revolved around him alone, and that was just the beginning of the list.

But, she had no time to think of Draco. She had to get to her dorm and do something about all her thought. She wanted to cry, she wanted to punch Parvati, she wanted to slap Blaise, she wanted to kiss Blaise, she wanted to throw all her stupid values and morals out the window, she wanted to rip her hair out and just scream until she could scream no more. She never got the chance to do any of these things because the second she walked into the Head Dorms, she ran pell-mell into the prince of Slytherin himself.

As she disentangled her self from the male body in front of her, she looked up, blushing slightly as Draco said "watch it there, Mudblood, one would think you were sex deprived. And also, we wouldn't want to get my robes dirty -- I just washed them. And with that he strode past her out of the portrait hole to god knows where. This left Hermione even more depressed

She wanted to do all of those things that she knew would relieve her anger if even only slightly but she couldn't. she was too tired, Her mind was mentally wore out. Of all the times she had stayed up all night studying, had she ever had more to think about. Not once in her life, had her head felt more full. She wanted to sleep but she had to set some things straight first.

A sudden burst of energy seemed to fill Hermione. It seemed as if her tired body gained adrenaline from a source of unknown butterflies that danced around her stomach at the thought of Parvati and Blaise being together. It was as though her body were setting something straight with her mind, whether she knew it or not. She was going to set that slut Parvati Patil and all her little whore friends straight. She was sick of being the one to listened to the exploits instead of telling them. She was desperate and had only one person she could turn to to help her with this problem.

Hermione rushed up to her dorm and slammed the door behind her. Like the bookworm that she was, Hermione felt the need to prepare what she was planning before rushing off to make rash decisions. She got her notebook that was full of past homework assignments and turned to a new page. She grabbed her quill and some black ink form her bag and began to scribble furiously.

When she was quite positive she had got all the major details of her very complicated plan, she went back out of the dorm. She wasn't surprised to see Draco sitting on the couch as if he owned the place. She didn't need his insults with her head already full to the bursting so, as quietly as possible, she tiptoed down the spiral staircase. Apparently, she was not quiet enough. At the creek of a stair, Draco turned his head in her direction.

"Oh, look, little miss bump-a lot has come to play. What fun," he said a slow grin beginning to form over his lips. "I don't have time, Malfoy," she said with the meanest glare she could manage and without hesitation, walked out, slamming the portrait in his pale pointed face. Yes, a change had definitely come over her but only time would tell if it was for the better.

As she hurried along the corridors, Hermione replayed her plan in her head. She was going to go see Ginny in the Gryffindor common room, then she would ask Ginny to help her get Blaise into bed. That was the very simple part of the plan. The hard part was coming up with a way to seduce the hottest male within the confines of Hogwarts, except perhaps the equally delicious Draco Malfoy whose abysmal behavior got in the way of his more charming demeanor. Hermione hated his guts but she had to admit that he was a very sexy man.

This thought disturbed Hermione greatly. She had never had these sort of feelings for Draco before. After this strange sensation had come over her, she was suddenly feeling different about everything. Was there something in the food I ate, she thought to herself. She quickly put this thought out of her mind as she reached the common room that she missed so dearly.

She called out the password that Harry and Ron had given her and entered. inside, a few seventh year were sitting around doing their homework, including Parvati Patil. "Hi, Hermione," she said with a smile on her face. "I saw you rush off from dinner, is something the matter?" Hermione almost pounced right there. Parvati was talking to her as though she was a child and didn't understand the trivial matters that came with being popular. Hermione knew more than any of them and they knew yet they refused to acknowledge her. "Jealous," Hermione whispered to herself. "What was that? Did you say something?" said Parvati, in that same motherly voice. "Nothing," she huffed before jetting up the stairs to the girls dorms.

When she got there, an unpleasant sight met her eyes. On her old bed were Ginny, Harry, and Lavender, all entwined in a three way kiss that almost made her sick. They didn't even seem to notice that she had entered the room. They just continued kissing, tongues tangling in a never-ending web of lust. Hermione was about to leave when she saw Harry's hand reach up to Lavender's bra strap but that same tingly feeling came over her and almost forced her to move closer to the bed.

At the creek of the old floor boards, Harry looked in her direction and quickly untangled himself from the two girls. "Hermione," he said, panting a bit from the loss of air "I can explain," he began. "There's no need to explain," said Hermione in a seductive voice that she had never heard herself use before. Without further ado, Hermione walked all the way over to the bed, the eyes of all three startled teenagers following her progress. she sat down on an empty spot on the bed and whispered into Harry's ear "Mind if I join you?" Hermione heard Harry's breath catch in his throat and felt the two girls on either side of her shift in their movement, but not as thought to move away.

Without having the slightest idea of what she was doing, Hermione slowly traced her hand from Harry's chest down to his newly growing erection. He moaned at the contact as Hermione gripped him in her hand. As she did this, Lavender bent down to give her her first real kiss. She felt the other girl's tongue exploring the inner depths of her mouth. She tentatively slid her tongue into Lavender's and mimicked her lustful motions. Soon they were both moaning. In just a few minutes of this, Hermione felt another tongue join in the action. This felt strange at first but she soon got used to it.

When Hermione finally detached herself to get some much needed air, she realized that it was Ginny who had joined in their battle of tongues. She also saw that Harry now had his pants completely off and that he was massaging his length, watching the three girls as cum began to squirt from the tip of his pink head. His head arched back in ecstasy as Hermione enveloped his mouth in an heated kiss.

She broke away to slowly lift his shirt off and then quickly kissed him again, feeling lonely at the loss of contact. As Hermione began leaving a trail of kisses down Harry's chest, she felt either Lavender or Ginny begin to kiss her neck and one of then start to take off her shoes. As Hermione reached Harry's lower stomach, she began to plant kisses around his pelvis and then lower to the top part of his penis.

Hermione had never seen a penis before, but she was sure that if she had, this one must be pretty big in comparison. It had a small line of hair from the top and was leaking with a whitish pre-cum from the swollen head. She looked up to see Harry looking at her expectantly. She was still a virgin and did not want to give herself to someone she considered a good friend but that didn't mean that she couldn't pleasure him another way.

Without asking for permission, Hermione lowered her mouth onto Harry's pulsing cock. At the heat of her mouth, a slow moan escaped Harry's lips. She had almost forgotten about the two girls behind her but was reminded in full when one of them lifted her shirt off her head in one simple motion and the other unsnapped her bra with the same amount of ease.

Hermione had never been naked in front of anyone before unless you counted the day she was born. She suddenly felt very self-conscious and lifted herself off of Harry's length. Harry grunted in frustration. "I'm sorry," said Hermione finally coming to her senses and quickly covering herself with her discarded shirt. "I don't know what's come over me," said Hermione in a small voice. She quickly replaced her shoes, socks, t-hirt and bra. Lastly, she picked up her robes which she swung over her shoulder. She looked back to see that each of their faces was of pure shock and disappointment. Hermione felt bad but she was still wondering what the hell had just happened. Ever since she had gone into the head dorms that evening, she had felt driven to do things that she would have never dreamed to do in a normal state.

Wait a second, Hermione thought. Then it hit her -- Malfoy! She had run into him on her way up the stairs. that's when she started feeling this way. Had he done something to her to make her feel extra rebellious? When she found him, she was going to kill him -- no hex him until he wished she had killed him.

She took one last look at the faces of those that she was about to shag and ran from the dorm. She sprinted across the common room, drawing some stares from some there. Parvati was about to say something to her in that god damn motherly voice again when she turned to her and said "Go fuck yourself". She heard a gasp but didn't stay to hear the rest. She slammed the door and rushed back down the stairs.

She was going to get Draco for this and she was going to get him good.