Sorry for the long lapse between chapters. I have been very busy, as well as you know. Fighting Writers block. Read and relax. Your reviews are more than welcomed they are encouraged. So! Without further ado, The story continues.

What the fuck Hermione? We broke up a month ago. I am not good enough for you, but that slimy git is? Why are you dating him, he is a Death Eater, remember? He is only using you. He will break your heart. He doesn't love you, he doesn't even like you. He has made that clear time and time again. Look, I just don't want to see you get hurt. I just don't understand what is going through your head right now. But, then again I have never understood what goes on in that brain of yours. Anyway, just be careful.

-Ron

Draco read the letter over and over. He could hear Ron saying every word as if Ron was living in his head. What was it about this letter that infuriated him so. He tried to convince himself that it was because of Ron's opinion about Draco's character. But, he knew it wasn't that. He could care less what the Weasel thought about him. How dare he send HIS girlfriend an owl?He couldn't say anything of course. If he did, Hermione would know that he had been swiping her mail. He wasn't sure he would get out of her fury alive. A brilliant plan came to mind though. What if Hermione answered these letters? He smirked at the thought of the Weasel opening a letter from Hermione and getting told off. Without a moment to waste, Draco rushed to his dorm. After this letter, that Prat would want nothing to do with HIS Hermione.

Hermiones POV

Dear Ms. Granger,

If you really think that Draco is the one for you, you are too blind to see that he is using you! I can't believe that I use to think you were the brightest witch of your age. It is more than clear that you have got to be the most daft woman I have ever met. Let alone considered interesting. I hope he treats you just like the little Mudblood whore you are.

Ronald Weasley.

She couldn't believe her eyes. She knew that Ron wouldn't be happy about her relationship with Draco, but never once expected that he would be quite that harsh. The last things she had remembered she clutched the letter to her chest and broke into tears, right in the middle of the Head of House Common Room.

Hours later

Hermione woke up with a start to the sound of the door to the common room slamming shut and a female laughing. She looked towards the hall that lead to the entry way. Waiting to see the intruder.

Hermione saw Pansy Parkenson stumble backwards a bit as Draco tried to get another bite of her ear. Fury ran threw her. She sat up and glared as she watched. Neither party noticing the fuming brunette. It wasn't until Draco began to unbutton Pansys shirt that Hermione made her presence known by clearing her throat loudly. A talent she had aquired when she was a prefect. Pansy continued what she was doing, while Draco stopped suddenly, obviously shocked by the girl sitting on the couch. Draco pushed Pansy, acting almost like he was ashamed for what he had been doing. Pansy did what she was known best for doing. She pouted at Draco, whose attention was entirely focused on the other witch.

"Don't let me interupt"Hermione snapped at Draco as she jumped off the couch and headed up the stairs to her dorm. Draco rushed to the bottom to the stair case. Getting there right before Hermione.

"Move, Malfoy!"She snapped.

"I thought we talked about that, You're calling me Malfoy"He said gently.

"No, you issued an edict. One that I have decided that I don't have to follow, since you fail to understand what being in a relationship with me means. Which is why you no longer are"

"We talked about that too"He warned through his teeth.

"I don't give a FUCK Malfoy. Now MOVE!"She said pulling out her wand.

The smirk returned. "Your jealous"

Hermione met his smirk with a glare "It makes no difference, just move, before I am forced to hex you into next week"

Draco lifted his arms in defeat and moved out of her way, before he could clear her path completely, however, she pushed past him, slamming his shoulder into the stone wall. Waiting till she got to her room to break into tears.

DRACO'S POV

Draco turned on his heels and glared at the girl who was still pouting on the floor. "Get Up"He ordered at her, his voice caked with malious. She scrambled off the floor and to Draco's arms.

He grabbed her by the back of her sweater, and dragged her out of the door, she turned to get one last look at him, before he said "Good Night, Parkinson" and slammed the door in her face.

He was unsure how he was going to deal with this, he knew the risks of taking Pansy to his room. But when a woman is attached to you lips it is really hard to think about getting caught. The one good thing that had come from all of this, was the look on Grangers face. She was jealous. There was no denying it. He had seen her act this way when the Weasel was with that chick whose name was after some flower. He fought the conflicting feelings. One the one hand, he liked it that she had acted the way she did. It meant she was falling him. But, on the other hand, he felt guilty that he had acted that way. No, he shouldn't feel that way. He had seen his father bring home countless women, and he and his mother were married. Damn, he and Granger weren't even in a real relationship. Then why did he feel like he would have to make this up to her.