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"So, what do you think about this whole Masquerade thing? It's pretty wierd, huh?" She glanced at him.

"I don't think so. Ginny's right, it's romantic! Not knowing who you might meet. It's a good way to make new friends." Ron stared at her.

"What would you do if you found out that the person you're dancing with is a Slytherin?" Hermione froze and turned to look at him.

"I don't know..."

"What do you mean you don't know?! Slytherin's the enemy!!" She nodded, turning back to the nymph. Her eyes met with Draco's and she shuddered.

"You're right. It is wierd."

She groaned into his mouth as he began tearing through her clothes. His love bites were becoming more aggressive as she moved her hands through his hair, down his bare chest towards-

"Ms. Granger?" Hermione jerked out of her day dream to see her entire Charms class staring at her. Professor Flitzwick motioned for her to stand up. "Ms. Granger, could you demonstrate the charm for us?" Hermione gulped and glanced at Harry and Ron for help. Ron mouthed "Dominiatum" and she sighed in relief. A simple folding spell.

Class ended a few minutes later and Hermione walked out with the two boys. They gave her a strange look.

"Day dreaming during class, Hermione?" Ron said incredulously. "I'm speechless." She blushed and glared at him.

"Good, so keep your mouth shut." Harry smiled at her.

"What was it about?" Hermione's face went an even deeper red than before.

"Oh, nothing, nothing," she muttered. They laughed and let it drop. They suddenly ran into Ginny, who was frowning. Hermione touched her shoulder. "What's wrong Ginny?" She handed them a note. It read:

Please accept this token and hope to see you at the Masquerade.

-Your Stalker

Hermione gasped as the boys' eyes narrowed.

"Who gave this to you, Ginny?" Ron growled. Ginny patted his arm.

"Don't worry, Ron. A first year from Hufflepuff gave it too me. I doubt that the persons a Hufflepuff, though, by the way the kid kept looking around like he was being watched."

"Ginny, this is serio...wait, what did he give you?" Hermione asked. Ginny held up a single white rose, attatched to it was a charm bracelet with all the Hogswarts House animals. "Wow, Ginny! It's beautiful!" Harry's eyes bulged.

"She has a stalker and you call that beautiful?!?!" Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Harry, whoever this is can't possibly hope to find Ginny at the Masqerade ball. There are too many people and all of them disguised. Nobody's even allowed to ask who another person is. Don't worry, Harry. This stalker's not as smart as he thinks he is."

"What's this? Weaslette has a stalker?"

"Merlin! Can't we go anywhere without having you pop up?" Ginny snarled, pulling out her wand and pointing it at Draco. He smirked.

"No. By the way, Granger, what was it that you were dreaming about in class? We heard that you had a very...dreamy look on you face." Hermione was beet red. He knew what she had been thinking about and she wanted to kill him for it. Ron stepped forward.

"Why don't you find a corner and jack off, Malfoy," he spat. Draco took a step forward so that they were face to face. They were about the same height, but total opposites, Ron's flaming red hair and flushed skin standing out against Draco's platinum blonde hair and paleness of skin.

"I would, Weasel, but I saw your mother in one of them and we just hit it off right there." He had crossed a line and he knew it the moment Ron's fist knocked him off his feet.

Hermione put both hands over her mouth, eyes wide. On one hand, the guy she liked was beating the hell out of her husband and enemy. On the other hand, her husband was getting beaten up by her crush and best friend. Oh, she was in a pickle all right.

"Ron, STOP!!" she shouted. "Harry, get him off!" Harry moved forward grudgingly and managed to pull Ron off of Draco. The Slytherin Prince rose slowly to his feet, flicking his hair back while blood ran from the corner of his mouth. He cracked his neck, dusting himself off. A bruise was developing on his lower jaw and his lip was split. He closed his eyes for a moment and than spat at Ron, a mixture of blood and saliva hitting him. Ron, enraged, lunged at the blonde again. Hermione stepped into the way, holding him back.

"Ron, don't!! You're going to get in trouble!!" Ron stopped, pulling out of Harry and Hermione's grip.

"Get lost, Malfoy," he snarled. Draco eyed him for a moment and then leaned close to Hermione.

"You have one minute," he whispered into her ear and she turned to him, eyes wide. "This time, you don't run out on me." With that, he swept down the hall and out of sight. Her breath was caught in her throat.

Why are you acting this way? This is the second time today you've been daydreaming about him! You like Ron, remember!!

"Yes, but Ron didn't marry you, did he? Ron wasn't your first, was he?"

Hermione shuddered.

"You ok, Hermione?" Startled out of her reviere, she turned back to Ginny. Ginny was looking between her and the direction Draco had disappeared in like she was trying to figure something out. Hermione shook her head, shouldering her bag.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she muttered. "I just...What class to we have now?" Ron glanced a clock.

"We have Trelawney," he grumbled. "You have Arithmancy." Hermione nodded.

"Ok, I'll get going then."

"I'll come with you," Ginny said and Hermione frowned.

"Why?" Ginny tilted her head, an curious look on her face.

"I have Transfiguration in this direction," she told the seventh year. Hermione nodded, but inside she was boiling. She knows something...Why the hell do I care?! Shaking her head, she waved goodbye to the boys and walked with Ginny. They stopped in front of Ginny's class and Hermione waved.

"See you later, Gin," she said, heading in the direction of her class. She felt Ginny's gaze on her neck but kept walking. Turning the corner, she rushed down the hall and scaled the stairs when she was yanked into an empty class room. Draco had her robes off in a heartbeat.

"You tried to skip out on me, muggle," he hissed into her mouth. She groaned as his hands moved down her body.

"I almost made it, too," she whispered into ear as she pulled off his shirt and kissed his collar bone.

"Almost," he growled, pushing her against the wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist, arms around his neck. They stumbled to the side and he set her down on a desk, clawing at her skirt. Then he stopped. She turned to him, frowning.

"What?" He wasn't paying attention to her. He moved her over and picked up a piece of paper from off the table. On it held names in collums. Boys and Girls, it read at the top. Another paper said, Survey on Your "Sex Life" Draco stared at it as Hermione looked around the room.

"Where the hell are we, Muggle," he snapped, looking around the room. On the walls were diagrams of male and female reproductive organs and other charts and diagrams that were disturbing to Draco in the highest sense. Hermione hopped down from the table, clutching Draco's arm and laughing.

"We're in the sex-ed classroom," she giggled and he looked down at her.

"This goes past ironic, doesn't it?" he grumbled, walking over to a diagram. "Why are they going to subject us to this? I know about sex. I've had sex. I was about to have sex when these very disturbing images ruined my mojo." Hermoine giggled, burrying her face in his bare chest.

"Your mojo's fine, dear," she whispered. He lifted her up and back onto a desk. She leaned in and kissed him. He pushed her back onto her back, getting up and straddling her. "You know, the boys are going to want to hear this story," she moaned into his mouth. He nodded.

"Ironic, isn't it?" She giggled.

Hermione slipped into a seat next to Blaise. He eyed her as she smoothed out her hair and straightened her skirt. He laughed.

"You two are like rabbits," he muttered and she shot him a death glare. "So, where were you two?" She eyed him for a moment, the began taking her notes.

"We happened into the sex-ed room," she whispered and Blaise let out a loud snort of laughter. Professor Vectra looked up from the board, frowning.

"Is something funny about my lesson, Mr. Zambini?" she asked, eyebrow raised in a no-nonsense way. Still shaking with myrth, he shook his head.

"No, professor," he managed out. "I'm fine. Please continue." She gave him a last look before returning to her lecture. Blaise turned to Hermione, who's face was red. He laughed quietly and went to his notes.

When class ended, they were the last to leave and met Draco in the hall. Blaise began laughing out loud, holding himself up against the wall. Hermione glared at him.

"There's nothing funny about that," she snapped. She hated the fact that she had skipped class just to screw around in one of the class rooms. She was going to be behind in her homework, that was for sure. Draco wrapped his arms around her from behind.

"We should do that more often," he whispered into her ear and she yanked away, angry.

"Don't touch me, Malfoy!" she spat. "You think you can just make me shag with you whenever you want, well you can't!!" He stepped towards her, lips brushing hers.

"I did just a moment ago, didn't I?" he whispered. She wanted to move away, but something down inside her kept her there.

"Physical attraction can't distract from the fact that your a monster," she murmured.

Blaise looked between the two and rolled his eyes.

"Oh, will you cut it out, Draco," he snapped. "You're gonna get her all excited and then the next thing we know, you'll be at it in the hallway. Leave the poor thing be." Draco stepped away and Hermione let out a breath of relief. She adjusted her bag strap and, without acknowledging them, she turned on her heel and stormed down the stairs and into the Great Hall for dinner. This week had just been too long. Sitting down next to Ron, she let out a frustrated growl and rested her forehead on the table. Ron stared at her.

"Are you ok, 'Mione?" It seemed like she had heard that way too many times today. Sitting up, she gave him a small smile.

"Yeah, I'm fine, thank you Ron," she told him, starting to put food on her plate. "Today's just been really stressful, is all." Not all of it... She quickly squashed that train of thought and began eating. Ginny ran up, Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil with her.

"Guess what!!" Lavender squealed. "There letting us go to Hogsmeade early this year! Tomorrow, actually!!" Ginny giggled.

"I can't wait!! The ball's not to long away!" Hermione sighed. She had been at the school for about a month but it felt like an eternity. The girls sat down just as Harry came in. He smiled at Ron.

"Guess what, Ron?" he asked. Ron shrugged.

"What?" Harry's grin grew.

"You made Quidditch Captain, mate!!" Ron nearly fell out of his seat as several students around then cheered. Hermione laughed, helping him back up. He looked stunned beyond belief.

"Me?" he asked incredulously. "I'm c-c-captain?!" Harry nodded, handing him a piece of parchment.

"This was tacked in the common room." On the paper was a note from Professor McGonagall saying that Ronald Weasley had been made the Gryffindor Quidditch Captain. Hermione hugged him.

"I'm proud of you, Ron!" she told him. Ginny smiled.

"Can't wait until practices start! You know, you'll have to hold tryouts for positions." Padma Patil, Parvati's twin, suddenly showed up, a disgusted look on her face. Parvati frowned.

"What's up, Padma?" she asked. Padma pointed over to the Slytherin table.

"You'll never guess what's going on over there," she said, obviously disgusted. "Malfoy's got a whole bunch of Slytherin girls dancing over there! It's gross!!" Everyone turned around to see the sight. Draco Malfoy was leaning against Blaise, laughing his head off as ten Slytherin beauties were on the table, stripping off their clothes while dancing to what Hermione realized was Nelly's "Tilt Your Head Back". Boys from Slytherin, Ravenclaw and even some Hufflepuff were crowded around, hooting and hollaring about it. Hermione looked over to see what the teachers were thinking about this. It was painfully obvious that Snape was trying not to laugh as he held Professor McGonagall to her seat. Dumbledore was no where to be seen and the other teachers seemed unsure of what to do. Standing, she lead Ron, Harry and Ginny over to get a better look at the commotion. She pushed her way through the frenzy and found Draco. She poked him in the shoulder, glaring.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!?" she yelled at him over the music and noise. He smirked, and whipped out his wand. Her eyes widened and she began backing up. "Don't you DARE!!" He did. Waving his wand at her, a sensation took over her and she found herself on the table. The other girls stopped and the music changed. Draco muttered something and the next thing Hermione knew, she was singing.

"I could feel it from the start,
Couldn't stand to be apart.
Something about you caught my eye,
Something moved me deep inside!
Don't know what you did boy but
You had it and I've been hooked ever since.
I told my mother, my brother, my sister and my friend
I told the others, my lovers, from past and present tense.
Everytime I see you everything starts making sense."

She was going to kill him!! Ron and Harry were staring at her like she was mad but she couldn't stop!! And there he was, with his best mate cracking up like it was funny!!

"Ain't no other man, can stand up next to you
Ain't no other man on the planet does what you do
(what you do).
You're the kinda guy, a girl finds in a blue moon.
You got soul, you got class.
You got style with your bad ass - oh yeah!
Ain't no other man its true - all right -
Ain't no other man but you."

The Slytherin girls were singing background, moving to the song. Still singing, Hermione flung off her robes, kicking off her shoes and ruffling up her hair. She would kill him!!!

"You are there when I'm a mess
Talk me down from every ledge
Give me strength, boy you're the best
You're the only one who's ever passed every test

Ain't no other man, can stand up next to you
Ain't no other man on the planet does what you do
You're the kinda guy, a girl finds in a blue moon.
You got soul, you got class.
You got style your bad ass - oh yeah!
Ain't no other man it's true - all right -
Ain't no other man but you."

As the song came to a close, she could feel herself gaining back control. Draco seemed to realize this, as he muttered something to Blaise and they suddenly disappeared.

"Ain't no other man, can stand up next to you
Ain't no other man on the planet does what you do
(what you do).
You're the kinda guy, a girl finds in a blue moon.
You got soul, you got class.
You got style your bad ass - oh yeah!
Ain't no other man it's true - all right -
Ain't no other man but you."

As the song ended, she fell of the table and the crowd caught her. Shaking them off, she grabbed her shoes and robes, blushing madly. Without a word to her friends, she ran out of the Great Hall. Catching sight of robes, she flew off after them. They disappeared into the Head Commons. She rushed in and Draco paused on the steps to his bedroom. Blaise was no where to be seen. She dropped her things, chest heaving and eyes irate.

"I'm gonna KILL YOU!!" she screamed, lunging at him. He caught her, shoved her into the wall and kissed her passionately. She struggled but he only deepened it.

"The whole singing thing is a real turn on, Muggle," he whispered into her mouth. She tried to shove him off, but it only heigtened his current state of lust for the woman. They fell back onto one of the couches. Draco managed to get on top and started removing her shirt.

"Malfoy, GET OFF!!" she screamed at him and he grounded his legs into her hips, making her groan.

"Make me," he hissed into her ear.

"I'll kill you," she spat, glaring into his eyes. He smirked maliciously.

"I can't wait."