Alright, well I got ten reviews haha!
Thats so cool :p
So I'ma continue it..
And, sorry if I get it out late, I´ve got some crazy finals and projects due and right after school lets out I´m going to my grandpa´s house..
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"Whuttimeizzit?" He mumbled, not recognizing her at first.

"It's late, thats what time it is, now get your sorry ferrety ass out of bed!" She said, slamming the door behind her as she stomped down to the Great Hall.

Draco's face suddenly turned the color of a tomato as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Was that a dream...?" He asked, chest tightening, and butterflies suddenly in his prefectly toned stomach. He got out of bed, and then dressed as quickly as he could before heading down to get himself a late breakfast.

"Draco, baby!" Pansy shrieked as he stumbled into the Great Hall.

Some of the teachers glanced up, eyebrows raised, some slightly angered because he had missed their, eh-hem, very important classes. Draco forced a smile at Pansy, eyes darting to where the Golden Trio sat.

Hermione didn't seem to notice, and Harry and Ron were too busy talking about Quidditch, but Ginny noticed, and she elbowed Hermione in the ribs.

"Psst! 'Mione!" Ginny whispered, sliding out from in between Ron and Harry, and sitting beside Hermione. "Y'know, Malfoy had his eye on you this morning.."

Hermione turned to glance at Draco and snorted, "Malfoy? Ha! You're crazy Gin, he's too airheaded to notice anything except himself, and lately his studies."

Ginny giggled, shaking her head. "Oh 'Mione, in denial I see?"

The brunette laughed, rolling her eyes, "Oh Ginny, please, I am not--"

She was interrupted as a bell tolled somewhere on the grounds, and the food on the table quickly disappeared. Ron groaned, but with a rustle, the students grabbed their bags from the floor, and proceeded to either their next class or their dormitories, while the whole time Draco had his eyes fixed on the lone female of the trio.

"I´ll see you later, alright Gin?" Hermione said, turning left as she made her way down to the dungeons.

"´Mione! Wait up!" Harry said, jogging to catch up with said girl. "We didn´t have any homework due for today, do we?" He asked worriedly.

"No, Harry, not until tomorrow." She snapped. "I don´t see why you can´t just do your work the night its assigned."

Ron appeared on Hermione´s other side, grinning sheepishly, "Because we know we have you, ´Mione."
She shook her head, lips curving up into a smile.

Draco fell into step behind the trio, eyes on the petite brunette. He licked his dry lips, ignoring Pansy´s affections towards him, and Crabbe and Goyle´s constant grunt-speak.
He felt someone brush past him, and he unwillingly moved to look at his favored Professor.

The few students taking that class piled in, and they all hushed immediately, taking their usual seats.

"Well, well.." Snape began, "Today we will be trying to create one of the simplest, yet hardest potions you will ever encounter in your... pathetic little lives." His eyes stopped on a certain Harry Potter as he said this, lips curling into a malicious smirk.

"You will work in groups of two. I myself have a few papers I need to look into, and I want this classroom silent." He frowned at the red-haired Weasley, who had begun to mutter something under his breath to Harry. "That will be all."

Draco gathered his things, moving to sit next to Hermione in a very unobvious way.

"Malfoy?" She said in surprise, mouth shaping a perfect little O.

"Yeah, got a problem with that.. Granger?" He smirked, fixing his steel-grey eyes on her lighter, honey-colored ones.

"No." She said with a strained smile, "Not at all." She slipped a rubber band off her thin wrist, pulling her hair up into a pony-tail. "Well, lets erm.. get started then, shall we?"

He nodded, opening his book to the page written on the board. "I´ll go get the ingredients then... oh, and Granger?"
She looked up him curiously. "Thanks for waking me up."

He stood, heading towards the cupboard filled with the necessary ingredients.

"I don´t like the look of them working together, Harry." Ron said with a glare, pursing his lips in a way that would make his mother proud.

"Oh, don´t worry about it Ron, Malfoy hasn´t been as much of a little bitch as usual." Harry said with a chuckle, "Now c´mon, I really don´t want to fail this class."

"Yeah.. I guess." Ron said, grabbing a particularly large knife, and he began chopping up a good sized liver, imagining with a smile that it was a certain blonde-haired boy who was working with his favored girl.

Draco sat on his stool gracefully, placing the ingredients on the working table. "Here we go.."..
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"So Hermione. My loving older brother tells me that you were partnered up with the topic of our lunch chat today, eh?"

Hermione looked up from her book, eyes fixed on the younger girl. "Yeah, so?"
Ginny smiled wickedly, "So.."

"Ginevra, don´t make me go back to my own Common Room." Hermione said with a sigh.

"You should since Drakie-poo is probably waiting there, pacing like a mad dog.. waiting.. for YOU." Ginny giggled.
Hermione groaned, snapping her book shut. "Goodnight Ginny." She climbed through the portrait hole, feet hardly making a sound as she lightly made her way to her own Common Room while the hallway was illuminated in a soft golden glow from the setting sun.

A peaceful smile adorned her face as she hummed lightly, saying the password to the beautiful Victorian-styled woman on the large frame.

"Oh, hey Malfoy." She said pleasantly, placing her book on the table at his feet and making her way to her bedroom.
He opened his eyes, watching her hips sway as she walked up the few stairs leading to her room.

"Hey.. Hermione.." He whispered, his gentle smile quickly turning into a frown. He stretched tiredly, and he walked to his bedroom, collapsing on his bed.
He kicked off his shoes, lying awake for a moment or two, exhaustion quickly kicking in and dulling his senses.

Hermione slipped out of her clothes, grabbing two folded towels from her favored seat, and she wrapped one around her curvacious frame. She stepped into the bathroom, and placed her towels on the counter as she slipped into the glass shower in the corner of the large room.

She finished quickly, ivory skin tainted pink from the heat of the water and she wrapped the towels around herself again.
She hummed happily as she padded to her bedroom, drying her hair out, and grabbing her nightgown from her wardrobe.

"You look beautiful, you know. With and without clothes."

She turned, mouth opening as she stared at the blonde whom she shared a dormitory with.
He was currently shirtless and pantless, wearing only his boxer briefs. He stepped closer to her, a wicked grin on his handsome face.

"D-Draco, what are you doing?" She asked, grabbing the towel she had tossed on her bed and covering her nude body.

He licked his lips, "I really do like you ´Mione.. I want to call you mine, and I know I don´t deserve your affections but... His eyes roamed her body lustily, landing finally on her flushed face, "But I´m willing to prove my worth."

"I.. I, Draco, I´m sort of.. naked right now, if you please.." She felt the heat from her face go down to the place between her legs, and her breathing became ragged.

"I can see it in your eyes, I know that you want me just as much as I want you.." He pushed her down on her bed, one hand caressing her face gently, the other keeping him raised above her as she looked into his face, her expression quickly changing from shocked to need.

He let his free hand move from her face and roam her body. He pinched a hardened nipple between his fore finger and middle finger and he placed his lips on her neck, kissing her feverishly. He continued to explore her body as she panted, eyes on his, lips parted slightly...

Draco let out a loud yelp, sitting up in bed, heart beating extremely fast as he glared around his dark room.

"Draco! Are you alright?!" Hermione said, opening the door to his room with a look of concern.

"Yeah, yeah.. I am, just.. I had.. a... not good... bad dream." He panted as he felt the heat from his face move down to his slowly hardening length.
She nodded, giving him a wave as she closed the door gently behind her as she made her way back to her own room.

He groaned, slamming a hand to his face as he felt himself calm. "Not again.." He muttered, frustrated. He slipped back under his warm blankets, staring up at the ceiling.

"She´s nothing special, I mean.. I was, hell I AM the sex god of this school.. Why would I be dreaming of HER? I´ve had so many gorgeous girls.." He grumbled angrily as he let out an angry sigh.

"This has got to stop." He said confidently, closing his eyes and drifting into a peaceful sleep.
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"You see, this plant here, although it IS a very poisonous one, does have its good purpose. It has been recently discovered that with it´s roots comes..." BAM!

Hermioned frowned as Ron´s face met with the desk. Harry bit his lip to hold back the laugh bubbling in his throat.

"Ow that fucking hurt.." Ron murmured, letting out a stream of curse words as he rubbed his reddening face.

"Ronald Weasley, sleeping in class, hm? That´ll be detention, and for you to Harry." Said Professor Sprout as Harry let out a roar of laughter at the look on his best friend´s face. "See me after class, the two of you."

Hermione smiled at the two.
"Oh, don´t say it ´Mione." Harry said with a slight frown.

"I won´t, you´ve already gotten yourself detention." She said with a light giggle.

Draco felt his cheeks slightly warm up at the sound of her laughter. Thankfully for him Pansy was too busy gossiping with some girl with raven-black hair who was apparently her new best friend.

Somewhere on the grounds, the bells tolled and Hermione packed her things into her bag, leaning against the green house as she waited for Ron and Harry to finish having been told the terms of their detention.

She turned as she heard Ron let out a yelp, clapping his hand with Harry´s. "We got let off, so long as she doesn´t catch me sleeping in there again!"

"Good for you." She said, rolling her eyes, the corners of her lips tilted in a bit of a smile as the trio headed to their next class, Defense Against the Dark Arts.

They slipped into the class minutes before the bell rang, taking their preferred seats near the back of the class as their very monotonous professor began on it´s(because it looked not at all like a woman nor a man) lecture on some Dark creatures apparently found in the Forbidden Forest.

Ron began a game of Tic-Tac-Toe on a bit of parchment with Harry as Hermione shook her head, focusing not on the teacher, but surprisingly enough on the back of the Slytherin sex god.

After a good 30 minutes into the lecture, Hermione focused more on the window while Draco nervously fidgeted in his seat, wanting to turn back to look at the object of his affections.
By this time, Harry was snapping in and out of sleep while Ron played with a beetle on the desk, making it tap dance and do back flips.

Another 20 minutes later, and the class was interrupted by a very timid looking girl with dirty blonde hair and bright purple eyes as she entered the class.
"Excuse me sir, but may I have a few minutes to pass out this flyer that the Decorations Club has asked permission to pass out?"

The Professor looked at her with mild surprise, and slowly nodded. The girl timidly went past everyone, handing them each a flyer, and she blushed a vivid red as Draco glanced at her curiously.

Hermione felt her heart thud angrily as she witnessed this, biting her lower lip as she glared at the girl who squeaked slightly at Hermione´s expression.
Harry looked at the third party of their trio questioningly, but said nothing as he read the little piece of parchment.

"A dance?" Ron said aloud, causing the class to whisper loudly to each other as they read the paper. "A dance! Blimey!" He said, glancing at Hermione as she looked up from reading the paper.

"Hermione, would you go with me?" He said loudly, as he tended to do when he was nervous.

Draco frowned as he heard this, fists clenching and his knuckles turned whiter than they already were.
He tensed at the next words.

"Oh! Well of course Ron!" She giggled shyly, "I´d love to." And she completely forgot about the incident a few minutes ago.

"Oh Drakie-poo!" Pansy shrieked, clutching his arm, "Lets go, what do you say?!"
He grunted, "Sure, why not."

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Well, I´ll end with this since I owe you guys a little something. :)
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