Author's Note: Helllooo! So...for those of you who did not get 'raptured' like me on May 21st -sorry if I'm offending anyone- we meet again! :) Haha. Alright so...I know that I only posted a chapter up recently...but heck! I'm really in to this story!

To my reviewers: Thanks so much guys! I love you all. Suggestions? Comments? You know, I had this idea one night about another Dramione story, but it completely escaped my head! So I'm kind of pissed right now.

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I NEED HELP: I read this fanfic a long time ago and I wanna read it again but I forgot the title...so i need help from you guys. This is what I remember: It was dramione, draco got hermione pregnant but i think he ignored her getting pregnant(?) so Hermione hid her baby bump with a Fidelius charm with the help of Dumbledore. If you know the title, please message me or leave it in a review! IT"S KILLING ME!

200 Degrees

Hermione appeared at Harry's fireplace. She stepped out and dusted herself off. 32 Privet Drive, Surrey.

When the war was over, Harry got himself a new place all on his own. He still kept Grimmauld Place, but it really wasn't his...for a lack of a better word..style. So, he got himself a small quaint little house in Privet Drive.

He chose that particular place to be close to his childhood home. Yes, his moments were horrible and downright horrid, but despite everything, he wanted to stay close to it.

"Hermione?" Harry's voice sounded from the top of the staircase. Upon seeing Hermione, Harry ran down the stairs and enveloped her in a hug.

"I'm sorry Hermione. I really am. I know me and Ron should have told you, but Dumbledore insisted," Harry said in a rush trying to tell Hermione that it wasn't trust issues or favoritism over friends at all. He was simply following the old Headmaster's orders.

"Shh...I know Harry. Draco told me," Hermione said in a soothing tone.

Harry broke out of the hug. "Draco now is it," Harry smiled. The prophecy was playing out well.

"Oh, just shut it Harry. Yes, Malfoy, explained it to me earlier. I want to understand more. What exactly were Dumbledore's orders, Harry?" Hermione asked. She walked over to the couches and plopped down on it.

Harry took a seat beside her and smiled. "You know Hermione, I actually considered telling you, but I think I would like to see what happens first."

"HARRY POTTER! YOU WILL TELL ME RIGHT THIS INSTANT!" Hermione yelled.

Harry shook his head and smiled at his best friend. He knew that she will be mad, but she'll live with it.

"Harry! Come on. You owe me this much," Hermione whined. She was right.

Harry sighed. "Fine. I'll give you a clue. But that's it. Alright? It would actually be better if you don't know the whole thing until it happens. Are we clear, Hermione?"

The brunette girl pouted. "Fine."

Harry grinned, "Excellent. Alright, it has something to do with Malfoy."

"Really Gin! Your boyfriend is crazy! All he said was "It has something to do with Malfoy." I mean Malfoy!" Hermione was mad at her best friend. Malfoy. Malfoy? His clue only made her more curious, worsening the situation. She wanted to throw her iPhone 4 on the wall because of her frustration.

"Oh, Hermione. Calm down. Harry has his reasons," Ginny chuckled. "Oh my gosh! 'Mione! There's this new club here by my flat. It's called 200 Degrees. Please come over and check it out with me. I hear its totally awesome."

Hermione sighed. She recently broke it off with Luke and here she was, thinking about going clubbing already. On top of that, Malfoy was swimming in her head from time to time because of the time they spent together about a week ago.

"Please Mione? This will get your mind off Luke and this Malfoy situation. This will be good for you!" Ginny pleaded.

Hermione thought it over. Well, it would get her mind off things and the last time she went clubbing with girls only was a long time ago. She always went with Luke.

"Oh, fine alright. I'll apparate at your place when?"

"Yay! Thanks 'Mione and 7 should be fine," Hermione could hear Ginny smiling with her response. That girl was a clubbing machine. But she never went close to other guys while dancing. She loved Harry that much.

Hermione said goodbye and looked at her clock. It was 6 already. Time to get ready.

"Damn. I wish I was a model," Ginny said. Hermione looked...fuckable tonight. She was wearing a really tight dress that zips on the front. It was black, and a tube top. It stopped right before mid thigh. When she was changing, it disturbed her that she asked herself what would Draco say if he saw her in it.

"Thanks Gin," Ginny herself was going to get some male attention to. She was wearing a peach flowy halter and a tight black skirt that stopped above the knee.

Both girls were wearing sky high heels.

"So let's go then?" Hermione asked as she pulled down on her dress. She should've worn a longer dress. If you could even call it a dress.

"'Mione, you look hot. Stop pulling at it. Come on let's go," she said as she dragged her friend to the fireplace.

One by one, they each grabbed the green powder and said loud and clear, "200 Degrees, London!"

"That one!" Blaise said as he pointed out another scantily clad girl. He was looking for someone to warm his bed tonight...and maybe tomorrow morning.

"Sure, Blaise, whatever," Draco dismissed as he ordered another apple martini. He didn't even see the girl Blaise was drooling at.

That morning, Blaise suddenly appeared at Draco's room begging him to go to a muggle club in London. Draco didn't want to. All the girls there will probably be dumb and will only have two brain cells. One for fucking and one for sucking dick.

He wanted a girl who was smart and beautiful. One who will not go after him for his money and looks alone. Like Hermione, he thought.

After a few hours of Blaise's relentless begging, Draco finally agreed.

Together, they went to a muggle club in London called 200 Degrees.

Just leave with me now, say the word and we'll go

I'll be the teacher

I'll show you the roped

You'll see a side of love you'd never know

Hermione was thumping and thumping to the music. Sashaying her hips to the beat and moving her arms to the rhythm. She tried ignoring the eye of every man in the room looking at her. She wanted a girl's night out with Ginny. She didn't want a guy to just butt it. She looked around the room for Ginny and found her on the bar drinking a Virgin Mary.

I see you going down, going down

In my head I see you all over me

In my head you fulfill my fantasy

In my head you'll be screaming "Oohhh"

Suddenly, she felt hands on her hips grinding on her. She sighed and gave in. It's only for a night. She gyrated her hips until she could feel the man's erection behind her. What surprised her was that she hesitated because Draco popped in her head.

"Hey doll, go home with me tonight," the man behind her said. His hands were on the edge of her skirt. Hermione could sense that the man was controlling himself to not pull the skirt up.

"Sorry...I'm not going anywhere tonight," Hermione whispered.

The man behind her sighed in frustration. "Fine, can I at least buy you a drink?"

Hermione turned around to finally see the face of the man she was dancing with. She really couldn't see since the dance floor was really dark but she saw that he had a dark complexion and dark chocolate eyes.

"Alright...fine. But I'm not getting drunk so you could take me home," Hermione smirked. He knew how guys worked.

"Oh! I'm hurt pretty baby!" he smirked and held her hand dragging her to where his friend sat. He saw that just about every guy in the room was giving him daggers for scoring the hottest babe within a 5 mile radius.

Currently, Draco was trying to get rid of a ditzy blonde who trying to offer her service for the night. In the past, he would've jumped at the opportunity, but it disgusted him now.

He looked up exasperatedly and saw Blaise heading his way with a girl on his arm. The girl looked familiar but he really couldn't see her face considering the lack of light in the club.

Blaise finally stopped in front of him, and so did the girl who had her head down, looking really interested in her black three inch heels.

"Ahh...who is this Blaise?" Draco asked. He knew that his friend scored the hottest girl in the establishment considering that practically every guy had their eyes on Blaise and the girl on his arm.

"This, is ...sorry what's your name again?" Blaise asked.

The girl giggled. "I never told you." She raised her head and the light hit her face immediately. "I'm Hermione."

Blaise stood there and finally looked at the brown haired beauty carefully. He had his mouth in a perfect o. So did she. So did Draco.

She cleared her throat.

"Well umm...so it was nice seeing you both Zabini, Malfoy. Um...I gotta go," she quickly said as she ran towards Ginny's direction.

Author's Note: Hey guys. I hope I didn't confuse you with the constant changes in scenes. Yeah they are all in 3rd person but that can be confusing. Did anyone check the pictures out? Is the link working? Please let me know how you like the pictures. I'm really really eager on your opinion about them. Guys, review!

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