A/N

ah. Another chappie for you guys. I love ya all! sorry its late too. Eek I am such a procrastinator. plus if I got a lot of good ideas from you guys, maybe it could cure my writer's block. but its mostly my fault. Sorry if Draco scares you in this chappie. Haha. And yes, the first part is a bit scary...

Dedication: This kid. Who is really hot. And funny. And I like him. And he knows. Ugh. And he has a girlfriend.

Draco checked both directions before tiptoeing out of the bathroom as Lavender Brown. Lucky for him, the real Lavender Brown was walking by. How weird.

Because he was a great Quddiditch player, he quickly snatched the constantly gossiping girl and shoved her into a supplies closet nearby.

Draco muttered a spell to lock the door before "casually" walking towards the Gryffindor Common Room.

He had it all planned out. And no one could stop him.

As he walked down the corridor, thoughts about Hermione rushed through him. He was wondering why in the bloody hell they were staring into each other's eyes so long?

Did Hermione fancy him?

Not a chance.

She hates his guts.

Draco felt befuddled by their act. It felt so weird to be... really close to each other.

Draco turned the corner and was about 10 feet from the Gryffindor common room and was ready to unleash his great idea.

Hermione sat in her room, drawing. She no idea why, but she just was.

She was drawing a wolf- every night in her dreams, she would be visited by wolf.

Last night in her dreams, the wolf came to her and nuzzled her. It was snowy all around, and they seemed to be on Hogwarts Grounds.

In her dreams, Hermione could never see herself for some odd reason.

But the wolf was her reason to now draw. She remembered it clearly, like her own handwriting.

As she scribbled the scenery on her paper, she thought about Harry and Ron. She decided to go ask them if they were going to hang out with her on Friday.

She left her drawing paper and headed towards the door. Then she hurriedly ran over the Gryffindor Common Room, because she needed to get ready for class.

"Lion's tooth," Hermione said quickly as she rushed inside.

There was Lavender Brown, flirting with Seamus in the corner of the room. Hermione ducked down to see if the rumor about Seamus cheating on her was really true. She listened very carefully, open to any type of noise.

"Hi Seamus," Lavender said flirtatiously.

Lavender and Seamus had actually gone out half of 6th year, but broke up for a stupid fight. So Hermione was suspicious.

"Hey," he said casually.

"What are you doing?" she asked, twirling a strand of her hair. Their was something funny about her voice. Maybe she had a cold?

"Nothing, I was just going to go look for Dean," he told her as he eyed her carefully.

"You know what I miss the most about you being my boyfriend?" she said sweetly, batting her eyelashes, which were coated with mascara.

One of his eyebrows quirked up in interest.

"What," he said with a smile.

"Making out with you," she said seductively as she jumped on him.

She immediately pressed her lips against his, and what started as a small kiss, turned into making out.

Seamus was surprised and was thrown back onto the couch as Lavender feverishly planted kisses down his neck.

Hermione's face was screwed up in anger.

She crept behind Lavender and Seamus, and jumped on top of Lavender, pulling her hair and smacking her in the face.

Hermione was hella mad.

"Bitch!" she screeched, as she slapped Lavender so hard that her nose started to bleed.

"Hermione! Stop! I can beat her up!" Seamus pleaded. Hermione threw him a glare.

"Shut up you... man! Let me do this Woman-Style!" Hermione hollered as Lavender tried pulling Hermione's hair.

Seamus suddenly pulled Hermione and Lavender apart. But it took a great effort too.

Lavender suddenly ran out of the room, and her hair seemed to be shorter...

Seamus held Hermione in his firm arms and whispered kind words in her ear.

As Hermione had her eyes closed, she whispered delicately to Seamus.

"I know that you didn't want to kiss her. I saw her attack you."

Seamus grunted in agreement and brang her to the couch, where they know lay, Hermione resting in Seamus's arms.

Hermione wanted to stay there forever. She really did like Seamus a lot, and she think she might have started to love him.

Draco sat in Transfiguration, as bored as hell.

"Damn. I need something to amuse me," he said under his breath.

So, he decided to do something gay. Just for the kiddies.

"Ew! Do we have to deal with frogs today! They are so revolting!" Parvati Patil complained as McGonagall was explaining their lesson.

A smirk slowly crossed Draco's face.

Draco got excused to go the bathroom, and as he went down, to the boy's bathroom, he spotted Dean's little brother, Michael.

Michael looked exactly like is brother, except he was two times smaller. He was a first year.

Michael was reading a book while laying down and peered up at Draco as he looked down on him coming through the hall.

Draco quickly looked away, and continued to his destination.

But he looked at Michael up ahead, and he peered at him once again, with eyes as wide as saucers, and a straight face.

Right as Draco passed right by, Michael's head followed him.

Draco was creeped out. So he quickly turned back and screamed in a high-pitched voice, making Michael jump.

Michael stared at Draco as he ran down the corridor.

"Fag!" Michael called out as he lay his head on the floor once more.

Draco chuckled as he got to the bathroom. He had a fantastic idea...

Hermione chatted excitedly with Harry and Ron. They would start their mission for getting Neville his special girl this Friday.

Only three more days! Hermione couldn't wait.

All of a sudden, Ron was gaping beside her. He was turned around from his seat and was speechless.

Hermione looked back and saw Draco ascending to the sky.

"Hello," he said in a booming voice.

Everyone turned to his attention. Except Professor McGonagall, who seemed to be out of the room...

"Guess what," he boomed once again, holding a large box. Everyone was examining the box curiously.

"I AM PRINCE OF GAY FROGS!" he screamed, pouring the box down on Parvati, and Lavender.

Rainbow colored frogs croaked as they flew down to the ground were shrill screams were erupting by the many girls in the room.

Hermione had one land in her lap. She let out a slight squeal, and then held the frog in her hand, patting it delicately.

"I like him. I'll name him..." Hermione searched her mind for a name to pick.

"Ribbbbbbiitt," he frog croaked.

"Um...how about Ribbers?" she asked the frog, grinning.

The frog seemed delighted with his new name and let out another croak.

Hermione smiled once more as she saw Lavender and Parvati fretting over the falling frogs.

But the funniest thing so far as Parkinslut. She was dancing around as a shower of rainbow colored frogs fell on her.

"EW! EW! EW! SLIMY EW!" she yelled, hurting Blaise's eardrums so much, he got angry.

Blaise tends to get violent when he's angry.

Blaise hit Pansy on top of the head, and pushed her to the floor. She started to wail and groan in pain, sprawled on the ground. She was too weak to move a muscle.

Then a frog fell in her mouth.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" she screamed, her voice muffled, as the frog tried to wriggle out of her mouth.

Draco laughed, still floating in the air.

Draco can really make a class fun, if you ask me.

Later in the day, Hermione and Draco were in Muggle Studies, another class they had together.

"Today we will be learning about muggle sign language and hand gestures," Detar announced.

A stifled giggle came from the back.

"No, we will not do any rude or sex-realted muggle hand gestures," she announced, with a glare to the giggling girl in the back. "Or you will be serverly punished."

As Dertar was showing sign language, Draco was trying to do some of his own.

He stuck is middle-finger up by itself, and Hermione chuckled.

"You know what that means in American muggle hand gestures?" Hermione asked him, letting out small giggles.

"What," he asked, not taking his eyes off his hand.

"It means 'fuck you'," Hermione whispered.

Draco had a small smirk forming on his pale face.

As Dertar let them do their assignment, she walked around supervising. She kept a special eye out for Draco.

When she walked to the front of the class, Draco quickly ran behind her and stuck up his middle finger repeatedly. He ways very creative also. He stuck his middle finger in his mouth and then pulled it out, and wiped his slobber on her shirt. She fortunately didn't notice. Then he pretended his fingers were muggle guns, and pretended he was shooting at her. Then he did a muggle disco dance, where you bring your finger to your waist and then back up to your head.

Luckily, she didn't see because everyone was as quiet as a mouse and the Muggles or half-bloods were letting out stifled giggles that couldn't be heard.

Next, he pretended his finger was a shark and crept up behind her neck and tapped on it. She didn't feel it, thank goodness.

Now Draco was just relaxing as he put his middle fingers up for her.

Suddenly, she swiftly turned around and glared at Draco, who now had her back to her.

She crept up by his ear and shouted, "NO RUDE HAND GESTURES!"

Draco jumped and hit the professor in the head with his middle finger and let out a high screech. She was as red as a cherry tomato.

"DRACA, GET OUT!" she addressed. The students giggled, knowing that she didn't know his real name.

The whole class was silently working as Draco was sitting outside of the room.

Everyone except the stupid teacher looked at the door as the small window on it expanded.

"What?" Hermione mumbled, befuddled at his action.

The window was wide enough to see Draco dancing. He was doing anything you could think of. He liked to dance to his salsa music. You could hear him humming a salsa tune really loud.

CRASH

A banana crashed through the window and hit the professor.

She glared at Hermione, the person nearest to her.

"Did you just throw that strange fruit at me?" she questioned.

"No," Hermione said simply.

"Liar!" Draco shouted in his high-pitched voice.

"You disgrace! Shut your mouth!" she yelled towards Draco.

Hermione laughed.

"And you!" she said in a blaming tone. "You better shut your mouth as well before you go out too!"

Hermione clamped her mouth shut as the class ended. She shot Draco the dirtiest look you've ever seen, and it was dirtier than a dump.

"Why do you think your so special? You think you can do anything, don't you?" Hermione huffily.

"You know what Granger," he whispered. "Just shut the hell up and get out of my way."

Hermione watched, her eyes smoldering.

He wasn't going to get away with this.

During lunch, Draco was going on about hot he looked in his robes.

Hermione used Harry's invisibility cloak, with his permission of course, and poured a bit of "hair removal potion" in his goblet.

Hermione felt so... dirty and bad. But she would have to get used to it anyway, since she would have to be a slut soon.

Hermione swiftly ran off to her little place called home...

The Library.

Hermione waited until lunch was over to go to class.

She had Potions...

Hermione entered the classroom and took a seat in the middle of Harry and Seamus. Ron was right next to Harry.

But something was just so shocking, it couldn't be ignored.

Draco Malfoy walked into class.

And he was crying.

"HERMIONE!" he wailed."MY HAIR'S GONE!"

Hermione sighed.

"Merlin, help me please..." she mumbled as she sighed heavily.

But Hermione let out a small smirk when Draco wasn't looking.

"Poor you," she said faking her unhappiness.

Draco sniffed.

"Go screw a tree you hypocrite," she told him, smirking her head off.

Hermione couldn't suppress her laughs. She started laughing with Harry, Ron, and Seamus as Draco plodded away.

"Good one Hermione," Seamus whispered in her ear. Hermione shivered in delight.

As class progressed, Draco was quietly sniffing the whole time. Everyone found it quite annoying.

Then they saw him floating above his table. Like in McGonagall's class.

"Ahem. I have a poem," Draco announced.

Snape shot him a death glare.

Snape didn't like Draco anymore.

Draco smiled and went on.

"Oh Snape, oh Snape, oh how I love thee. Oh Snape, oh Snape, your eyes are like black grease...ie? Oh Snape, oh Snape, can't you see I'm yelling so loud. Oh Snape, oh Snape, I wish you'd come around. oh Snape, oh Snape, your bedroom's where I'm bound..."

Snape gagged and yelled a spell furiously.

"Immbolus!" he yelled as Draco froze in midair. "Get out, class is dismissed!"

Everyone scurried out of the classroom, and Hermione waved good-bye to Draco.

Draco glared at her and squealed like crazy. Well, at least he tried to.

When Hermione was doing going to do her homework in the Head's Common Room, Draco was crying. Again.

"My hair..." he wailed.

"Poor Draca," Hermione said in a babyish voice.

Draco abruptly stopped crying.

"Is my mascara running? I cant cry if it will make me any uglier, you know," he whined.

"Gay guys were mascara?" Hermione asked as she raised an eyebrow.

"Can't I be a unique person! I find uniqueness the best quality ever! And yes, I'm proud to wear mascara!" he exclaimed.

Hermione smiled at him hesitantly and slowly started to run to her room.

"Hey! Hermione! Do you wanna go sunglasses shopping tomorrow?" Draco asked her loudly as she shut the door behind her.

"Finnnnnnnnne! I'll go all by myself!" Draco exclaimed, running to his room.

A/N

I'm so sorry this is late. Vote for my fic at this awards thingy.go to Sayxsam's profile and then from their, email her.Or maybe check on my profile page becauseI will have it on there.And vote for yours truly. -smiles- well I think I will try and update sooner, because I'm getting less busier these days... well REVIEW CAUSE I LOVE YOU! Also, go read where-my-heart-resides' s fic, Blackmail cause she is a great author and the story is good! If you like mine, you'll like hers! REVIEW THIS FICC PLEASE! And check out my new fic, Totally Clueless.

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