Pansy was all smiles. She and Theo had an amazing night; Pansy had never had such wild and crazy sex before. The only person that could have come close was Draco, but she wasn't interested in him that way anymore. Even though she didn't want him, she could still feel proud that she had been his first.

But who cares. Nott was in her life now and he made her feel things she never before had experienced; there was no way she was giving that up. She would do anything for him.

Theo, however, was done with her. She'd been good for a few shags; she let him do things most girls wouldn't. But now that he knew what he needed to know, he didn't need her anymore.

After meeting up with a pretty blonde for a quickie before breakfast, he crept silently along the fifth floor, keeping in the shadows. Because it was breakfast time, no one was around, and Theo was able to get where he wanted to without running into anyone who could cause him trouble.

Luckily for him, no one except Pansy noticed Theo's absence. Draco was busy talking to Blaise about the upcoming Quidditch match against Ravenclaw between glances at the Gryfindor table, where Hermione was reading her History of Magic text book. Ron and Harry where discussing Quidditch as well, and Hermione didn't want to listen. Ginny plopped down next to her, and cleared her throat.

Hermione looked up, and smiled. She closed her textbook and shoved it in her book bag. "Sorry, I know you hate when I read at the table."

Ginny tossed her red hair over her shoulder and smiled. "It's fine. Were you reading anything interesting?"

Hermione nodded vigorously. "Did you know that the Salem Witch Trials that took place in the United States were actually...oh no!"

Ginny looked up from her toast. "What?"

"I wrote a paper for History of Magic on the Salem Witch Trials, and I left it on my desk." Hermione packed up her things quickly. "I have to go, I have the class right after breakfast! I'll see you at lunch!"

Hermione ran all the way to the fifth floor, and was out of breath when she reached her Common Room. She threw her bag down on the couch, and then grabbed her paper from the desk in her bedroom. As she read through it, she heard a noise come from the Common Room, and stilled. Everyone was at breakfast still...right? She slowly walked to her bedroom door, and glanced out, not sure who to expect, but when she saw the familiar blonde hair of Malfoy, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dammit." Draco murmured, as he searched the Common Room.

She shut her bedroom door, and then walked up behind him. "Everything alright?"

"Yeah, yeah, everything's fine. I thought I lost my Charms text book, but it's right here." He held it up and smiled. "Well, wanna head to the third floor?"

She nodded, and grabbed her bag from the couch.

Theo watched the two leave for class, and sighed angrily. He wouldn't be able to do anything with Draco around; the guy was taller and stronger, and Theo didn't want to fight with him, especially because Theo would lose his spot on the Quidditch team. Draco was the captain, after all. Theo would just have to wait until some other time to make his move; sometime when Draco was preoccupied.

Finally, it was the morning of the first Quidditch game of the season: Slytherin vs. Ravenclaw. Draco was in his common room pacing back and forth, his stomach turning. Draco was nervous that he hadn't rightly prepared his team for this season. What if they lost to Ravenclaw? They would never live it down, and everyone would think that was a preview of the entire season. There was so much riding on this match. He took a deep breath.

Just relax. Everything is going to be fine. You saw the Ravenclaw team practice last week and they weren't that great. Their new captain was nothing special, either.

Their captain seemed to struggle with keeping the team in line; something Draco had no problem doing.

"Why aren't you at breakfast?" A voice from behind him asked. Draco turned to see Hermione in her robe and slippers, her hair in a messy bun. Draco stifled a smile. He thought she looked beautiful, but he didn't want to admit that reason he hadn't gone down to eat yet was because he was waiting for her. He cleared his throat.

"I was just about to head down."

She nodded in understanding. "Well good luck. I'll be rooting for you."

"Will you? You want Slytherin to win?"

"Oh, Merlin no." She laughed. "But I do want you to do well. I'll see you there." With that she disappeared into her room, leaving Draco alone, smiling like an idiot.