Attitude

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Hermione awoke the next day to someone- namely Ron and Harry- screaming obscenities.

"Holy fucking Christ!" Harry yelled. "What the hell are you thinking, Hermione?"

"Bloody hell, Harry! You think this was Hermione's idea? It was that snake, Malfoy!" Ron exclaimed.

"What time is it?" Hermione asked groggily, sitting up.

Big mistake, she realized as the sleeping bag fell to her stomach and it was revealed that she was in only her undergarments. Harry flushed and covered his eyes. Ron, however, fumed. His ears and face burned red as he ripped Draco up by his arm. He landed one solid punch on the side of his face, waking him up.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, Weasley?" Draco hissed.

At this Ginny woke and elbowed Neville in his side. He woke and looked upon the scene with horror. He covered his eyes, peeking through his fingers at Hermione. Ginny slapped him and covered his eyes completely.

Hermione grabbed Draco's discarded shirt and threw it on. She got up and walked over to Ron, backhanding him. Ron stumbled backwards, shocked.

"What the hell was that for?" he exclaimed.

Hermione smiled, her eyes plainly stating "DUH!" and turned to Draco, helping him to his feet. She stood on her feet and kissed him soundly on the mouth, leaving Ron completely dumbfounded.

"What was that?" Ron practically screamed.

"That was a kiss, Ron," she said, sarcasm dripping from her voice, "Surely you know what that is…"

"But he's- he's- MALFOY!" Ron exclaimed.

"Oh come off it, Ron! You're probably just mad that I got over you so quickly," Hermione smirked, reminding them all of one Draco Malfoy.

"But- when did this happen?" Harry said, finally regaining his voice.

"Last night," Hermione said simply, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go get dressed, since somebody stole my clothes."

"And you're not getting them back," Draco said.

She walked out of the Great Hall, followed by Draco, who was followed by Harry and Ron. Hermione turned her head and glared at them, running into somebody else in the process. She looked up into the scowling face of their beloved- yeah right!- Potions professor.

"Well, well, well… what have we here?" Snape looked down his nose at Hermione, "Miss Granger, what are you wearing?"

"Um- clothes… sort of. Don't you like it?" Hermione grinned, turning a complete circle. Draco snickered.

"Where did you get this?" Snape said, indicating the Slytherin badge embroidered on the front of the shirt.

Hermione pointed at Draco. "Him. I took his shirt because I had to wear something up to my dorm."

After recovering from this statement, Snape scowled once more. "But why Mr. Malfoy's shirt?"

"Payback. He took my clothes, so I took his shirt," Hermione smirked, "I would've taken his pants too if he hadn't put them back on so quickly." Snape choked on air.

Draco burst into laughter. Ron and Harry, however, seemed to find this less than amusing. And neither did Snape.

"Can I go change now? I don't want to stand around all day in my underwear, you know," she said.

Snape nodded, not trusting his voice. Hermione nearly ran past him, followed by Draco, Harry, and Ron. As soon as they rounded the corner, Hermione turned to Draco and collapsed against him in laughter. Ron and Harry approached them.

"What is so funny?" Ron growled.

"The look- on Snape's face! It was priceless!" Hermione gasped.

When she got control over herself, they continued up to the Gryffindor Common Room. They stopped and Hermione muttered the password.

"Want to come in?" she asked Draco.

"No way!" Ron exclaimed, "He can't go in there! He's a Slytherin!"

"He has to come in to get his shirt!" Hermione said, pulling Draco through the portrait by his arm, "Wait here."

Draco looked around. He was so used to darkness and cold stone of the Slytherin Common Room that the warmth and coziness of this room was a relief. He settled into one of the warm chairs to wait for Hermione. Ron and Harry merely watched him.

Hermione came down the stairs moments later, her hair pulled back into a high ponytail, wand in hand, bag in the other, and walked over to Draco, handing him his shirt.

"Shall we go?" Hermione said, slinging her bag over her shoulder.

"I need my robes too," Draco said.

"Then let's go," Hermione smiled.

Draco shot her a questioning look, to which she raised an eyebrow. Draco shrugged and led her down to the dungeons. He led her into the Slytherin Common Room and she leaned against a wall to wait for him.

Pansy Parkinson chose that moment to enter the Common Room followed by two other girls. Hermione grinned, purposely dropping her bag to the floor with a dull thud. Pansy turned around and her eyes widened.

"Granger? What are you doing in the Slytherin Common Room?" she snapped.

"Waiting for me…" Draco growled, walking down the stairs toward them. He blew his hair out of his eyes. He had decided to start wearing it down a couple weeks ago.

"For-? No way! Why would you choose an ugly little Mud-blood over me?" Pansy whined.

Draco backed her against a wall, glaring at her menacingly. "Number one," he said in a low hiss, "never call her that again. Number two- you'll never be half the witch she is. And Number three," he let out a short laugh, "compared to her, you're a troll."

Pansy nearly burst into tears. She pushed him away and ran to her dorm. Draco turned to Hermione, who was beaming at him, and picked up her bag, handing it to her. They walked out of the room and headed to the Great Hall for breakfast.

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