She marched into her dorm and slammed the door behind her. He walked in on her, how dare he speak to her like that. Like she was nothing more than trash. Then she remembered, she was. At least he had turned away. Which she couldn't decide if it was a good or bad thing. She had felt very exposed, but she felt even more belittled. She had always thought she had a decent body, and he had made her feel like she wasn't even worth looking at. She had spend the whole time she was dressing fighting this feeling, this was, after all Malfoy they were talking about. But she couldn't help it. She resented how much his opinion still hurt. But, what had she expected, the war to change him? Nope, he was the same old Malfoy. But, she wasn't the same Granger. She would get him back, for at the very least what he had said. She smirked as he brillance began to formuate a plan. Draco Malfoy was going to die a social death, at the very least amounst the ladies.

Draco's POV

Why the hell couldn't he get her perfect little form out of his head. Her beauty, at least underneath the ten layers of baggy clothes couldn't be rivaled to any girl he had seen thus far, and he knew what a womans body looked like. That didn't however, change the fact that she was a mudblood. Not worth his second glance let alone his dwelling about what had happened.

He smirked as he remembered how she had looked when he let his presence be known. He had fought looking back at her in the mirror, but he was a man. Pureblood or not, he couldn't fight nature. Why in the world did she have to be so appealing? He gritted his teeth, why was he still thinking about this? The damage was done, she was probably in her room crying her eyes out. He knew she was prone to crying, a lot. He had seen her when Ron wasn't returning her affection thier sixth year. It had made sence then, Lavender was a pureblood, and was fairly good in the sack. Now, it made no sence what so ever. Weasel was an idiot. He blinked, and remember what the boy had yelled at them, only a couple of months prior. Was she still his girlfriend? If she was this was just the icing on cake.

He heard the door slam. He smiled. At least she was mad. He could handle a mad Mudblood know it all, but not a distraught one. She was actually a lot of fun to mess with when she was mad. Especially, when she would desperatly try to avoid him. If she did, this would be even more fun. When she failed, she always lashed out, which usually allowed Draco mild amusement. Only once had that not proved true. He rubbed his cheek as though he could still feel the sting from her hit. He had to admit, it had been pretty sexy seeing her go off like that. This was going to be fun.

Hermione's POV

She rushed out of her dorm, hoping she that she had left early enough not to be spotted by Draco. Proud that she had accomplished this, she rushed out, heading straight to the Gryffindor Common Room. Being Headgirl, she knew all the passwords. She told the Fat Lady the password and made her way inside, where she would being her plan to destroy Draco.

Draco's POV

"Fuck"He muttered as he looked at the time. He was running late for breakfast, which means he had missed Granger completely this morning. He would have to continue his plan later. But for now, he was starving. With a wave of his wand he was dressed. He rushed out of the common room and headed to the Great Hall.

As he made his way to the Slytherin table he noticed eyes following him, mostly from the older female population. He was use to the attention, but not like this. This was too much, a couple of the boys were laughing, and he noticed that they were also looking at him. What the hell was going on? He took a seat across from Pansy, who looked like she was trying to muffle a laugh.

"What the hell is everyones problem this morning?"He snapped at her, as if expecting for her to have already given him an answer.

"Well, um, I have tried my best to control the situation, but you know that rumo..."Draco cut her off.

"Just tell me"He growled

"People are saying that you are no longer interested in women"She blurted out

Draco laughed "That's it? People have been saying that since well, like fourth year"

"No, that is not it"Pansy muttered

"So..."Draco waited

"Well, apparently, the man you are currently interested in is none other the Harry Potter" Pansy swallowed

Draco's face went blank "What?"

"The rumor is, that is why you didn't turn Potter in to you aunt"

He began to grit his teeth "Any idea where it started?"

"We know it started in the Gryffindor common room. Crabbe narrowed it down to there"

"Figures, jealous gits"Draco spat, "Wait"

"What?"

"How did they know about what happened with Potter and my aunt?"He said as he recounted who all would know about that. Not very many people that was for sure. "Anything else?"

"Um...Well"

"Out with it"

"Apparently, you call out Potter's name in your sleep, the Slytherins are doing their best to crush at least that part, but I am afraid only a few people believe us"

Draco began to scan the room trying to see who all would know about what had happened at the Manor. Then, his eyes landed on Granger who simply waved at him innocently, before getting up and leaving the Great Hall, the biggest smile spread across her face. Draco knew then that he would have to kill her.