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Off Limits

As Hermoine overwatched the great hall, her thoughts began to sway towards that of a very annoy blonde Slytherin boy. She had noticed today on the train the way he looked at her, when he thought she wasn't looking, it sent shivers down her spine.

'That look, the desire in his blue eyes. Arr! I don't want him, how could I ever want HIM! The thought of it is repulsive…but he is ruggedly handsome. NO! Hermoine what are you thinking, and he is off limits and A Slytherin and a complete ass. NO! Definitely not your type.'

"Well Granger, I see your doing a great job without me so I'm going to assume that I'm not need." said a sly deep voice from behind her, so close that she could feel his breathe on her neck. Hermoine quickly turned on her heel, to face him. He smirked at her.

"Malfoy, if you feel you don't have the brain capacity of doing such a simple task, be my guest and sit down. I, on the hand, are much smarter than a stupid ferret like you." She quickly replied, a small smile crept at the corners of her mouth, before she swiftly turned around to survey the hall again.

"Leave her Drakie, obviously she isn't worth it. Come and sit with Crabbe, Goyle and I.," said Pansy, quietly, as she tugged at Draco's robes. Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle all walked away, Draco leading ,fuming.

'ARGH! How could she do this to me? Humiliate me in front of everyone. It's always the other way round but God did she look beautiful when she was angry and forcefully' Draco thought as he stormed to the Slytherin table.

"Draco calm down, it's only that stupid mudblood, let me distract you. You need to relax" Pansy said seductively. She ran her hand down into his inner thigh near his knee; with every rub she brought her hand closer to his crouch. He wanted to push her hand away but the feeling was too good to ignore and it distracted him from that stupid mudblood. Her hand could feel the heat that burned intensely through Draco's pants; she rubbed gently at first then quickened the pace. Draco groaned with pleasure, everyone around them knew what was happening and diverted their eyes. She took her hand away; Draco opened his eyes quickly and turned to her. She was staring up at the teacher's table where Professor McGonagall was pulling up the stool for the Sorting Hat. Draco groaned again, knowing that Pansy loved that stupid hat. His erection still apparent he quickly began thinking of other things.

' Crabbe naked, Crabbe naked, ok bit to far, umm, concrete, grey, dark, wet, cold and dull. Yes concrete' he thought hard, feeling his arousal lessen.

Hermoine glanced at Malfoy then at Pansy, she was leaning pretty close and he had is eyes closed.

'How sickening, in the middle of the fucking great hall, fucking disgusting'

She plopped herself down next to Ron, already tired. Ron watched her for a second, debating whether to ask what was wrong or not, he voted against it and turned back to listen to the final names of the first years being sorted. Hermoine would have left but being Head Girl if was her duty to be there and she did not now where her new dorm would be. The food magically appeared in front of them as always. You could hear a few ooo's and aaa's from the first years. Ron dug into the food as if, it was of endless supply. Hermoine had lost her appetite. All she wanted now was to have a bath and sleep.

'Why had I accepted this stupid position, I don't really want it, I was expected to. Oh I hate being Hermoine know-it-all Granger, I'm different now, not after what happen could I not be.' She shuddered at the thought. ' NO I will not let him get me this time, even though he did look gorgeous in his robes the slight silver bring out his eyes. NO I will not have these thoughts.'

Hermoine immediately stood up, forgetting where she was.

" 'Moine what's wrong?" asked Ginny softly. Hermoine looked down at her friend before sitting once again. She could feel everyone's eyes on her. She looked up giving everyone in view an evil glare. It was none of there business and they should know it.

"Yer ' Moine, what's wrong? You have been acting weird lately?" asked Harry sympathetically.

'Oh if they only knew, if they had only known what had happened this summer then things would be different, but I can't tell them. They wouldn't understand, especially Ron he never would understand, how could have I done it.'

"I'm fine guys," she said giving a fake smile. "I have just a lot of things on my mind at the moment." Finishing with a very convincing tone. Thankfully it worked and they all turned back to their desserts.

Hermoine made her way to her new dorm, which she knew she was sharing. She had been told how to get there by Professor McGonagall after dinner. The 5th floor behind a painting of a petite lady with a parasol, she knew the painting would be pretty, the password being 'Guylain'. Strange but Hermoine knew she would remember it.

"Imagine, seeing you here." Came a voice from behind her, which she had become used to.

"Malfoy, I see that we meet again and I'm sure we'll be seeing it each other a lot more as well, since we are now sharing a dorm." She replied.

"Lucky us," he said sarcastically, "I'm sure you are going to enjoy this as much as I will." They reached the door and Hermoine said the password before replying.

"Oh trust me Malfoy, I'm looking forward this as much as you are. I don't think spending my time with a snob like you is what I want to be doing. Since there isn't any other alternative choice, let me assure I will be making your life a living hell if you piss me off." She said threateningly. She sidestepped him, smiling at his shocked face.

'Oh my god, she did it again, leave me speechless…so not happening.' He thought

"Hermoine," he started. She paused on the stairs slightly turning to acknowledge she had heard him. " I was just wondering…"

AN: Ok I'm not very good at cliff-hangers but I hope this one worked..plz review! thanx