A/N: Okay, here is Chapter 5. Sorry it took FOREVER! .school. Anyways, I have NOOOO IDEA how this many words were able to come out and make an appearance in this chapter, it's the longest yet (by a lot!) I really hope you enjoy it and thanks for all the story/author alerts, favorites, and reviews! You people make my life. I checked my email during my study hall the day after I posted the last chapter and couldn't stop smiling for the rest of the day because of all the emails from Also, Hermione's Timeturner, when I read your review I had a tiny fan geek moment because I LOVE your stories! Thanks. Also, please leave me a challenge word or phrase with a review because I really want to try and work them into the next chapter. Make them funny, we'll see what happens . Check out my photobucket for pictures from this story, my username is ladylaxalot555and the album name is "Breaking Point". I would leave the link but for some reason it doesn't work when I upload this into Document Manager.

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Chapter 5

Hermione slid into her seat in her first class of the day: Potions. She had left the Great Hall soon after her little teasing of Draco so as to get to her first class early, as she did every day. Hermione liked to have time to set up her things and read the textbook a bit before the other students filled the room and provided loud distractions from her reading. She was already two chapters in before she heard the door open behind her and the sound of rowdy seventh years pulled her from the world of potion making. Marking her place, Hermione closed her book and looked around for Harry and Ron. She was still a little mad at Ron for his comments at breakfast, but supposed that he was just shocked by her sudden change and would come around eventually, hoping that he wouldn't let this ruin their friendship. Just then, the boys walked in with Seamus and Dean, having a loud debate about whether or not the Chudley Cannons, Ron's favorite team, had a chance at the Quiditch Cup this year. After the war, the boys had hung out all summer and formed a tight group of friends. It was nice that Harry and Ron had made more guy friends, especially because it let Hermione spend more time with her girl friends. Not that she didn't enjoy spending time with them, but she could only take so much guy time before she had reached her testosterone limit. The boys had filed into the room, tossing her a quick "Hello" before continuing on with their conversation. Next to enter the room was a group that made Hermione cringe. She was all for inter house unity and all, but this combination of girls was not going to turn out well. Astoria Greengrass, Cho Chang, and Lavender Brown were now friends after apparently running into each other on vacation in France during the summer and realizing they had more in common than they thought. Unfortunately for the rest of the school, this meant that the conniving bitch of Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Gryffindor had conjoined to form the school's eldest Mean Girl group. They knew what they wanted and would stop at nothing to get it, all usually without getting caught or blamed for anything. Teachers liked them, girls feared them-Merlin forbid one of them decided that she wanted your boyfriend, because if that was the case, she got him. They breezed into the lab and took their seats in the middle of the room before turning to each other and continuing whatever gossip session they had been partaking in before they had entered the room. Hermione was still watching the three girls when Astoria's head shot up and she turned with a predatory look towards the door. Curious to see who the Ice Queen had sunk her claws into, Hermione turned to see the newest person to enter the classroom. His platinum hair caught her eye first, and Hermione watched helplessly as Astoria slunk over to Draco and grasped his arm with her blood red talons, giggling and whispering in his ear. No! That bitch is going to absolutely ruin my plan! I can't seduce him if he has a girlfriend! I'll have to ask Pansy about that situation… Before her thoughts could turn frantic, however, Draco pulled a face and unlatched himself from Astoria's clutches.

"Toria, I thought we talked about this. I can't sit with you in classes because I have to sit with Granger. She's Head Girl and it's required that, as Head Boy, we are partners in all the classes we share."

"But Drakey, they can't force you to sit with the bushy haired nerd, they just can't!" Astoria wailed, obviously forgetting that she was in a room full of people. Hermione rose silently from her seat and stalked over to where the pale girl and Draco were standing.

"Excuse me, but that 'buck toothed nerd' can hear you. And yes, they can force us to sit together, so if you could please retract your claws from his arm, I'd like my academic partner to be in one piece so as to get the best grade I can," Hermione answered coolly, slightly raising an eyebrow at Astoria and giving her a look that could turn a lesser girl into stone. Astoria was opening her mouth in retort when the classroom door slammed closed and Professor Slughorn waddled into the room.

"Take your seats students. Hurry along now, we have much to cover today." The portly Professor called out as he approached the lectern at the front of the classroom. Sensing that her opportunity had left, Astoria closed her mouth and strutted back to her seat. Hermione and Draco, along with the rest of the students also settled in and pulled out their quills and parchment in anticipation for the lesson at hand.

"Welcome Seventh Years to Advanced Potions. As many of you already know, I am Professor Slughorn, Head of Slytherin House, and I am your Potions Master. The curriculum this year will be rigorous and the potions you create harder than ever, but I have the utmost confidence in your ability to keep up with the course work and receive E's and O's on your NEWTS at the end of the year. Now, we will begin today with notes on how to properly prepare the complicated Polyjuice Potion…" Hermione tuned the rest out as she already knew how to prepare Polyjuice from her and the boys' adventures in Second Year. Instead, she let her attention wander to the blonde wizard currently seated next to her. She let her eyes run over his high cheekbones and hard jaw line covered by smooth skin with a hint of golden stubble. He must have gone to the tropics over the summer because instead of the pasty pale skin tone he had been known for in the past, Draco's skin had taken on a slight golden hue which Hermione much preferred to his previous almost albino coloring. From up close, she could also see that he had surprisingly long blonde eyelashes guarding his stormy orbs and his hair looked even softer than before, and if flopped loosely onto his forehead in a manner that just begged for fingers to push it off of his face. He had a perfect nose for his face, not too prominent but not insignificant, and at her angle, Hermione could make out a slight bend in the bridge, most likely from a break that wasn't healed properly with magic. Merlin! That small little imperfection just makes him more attractive! Effff, I need to keep unaffected by this but God it's so hard! Hermione's thought rambled on as she continued to pursue her prey's profile. He had nice looking lips, soft and kissable, full but not girly. Oh how she wanted to lean over and take one between her teeth, sucking and nibbling to her heart's content. As she had noticed during breakfast, his shirt showed off his newly muscular body well- pulling across his broad shoulders and hinting at delicious abs hidden beneath. She moved her gaze downward further to his belt buckle and the seat of his jeans. Hermione blushed a bit as she eyed his lap. The image from last night was pulled to the front of her mind and Hermione's blush deepened as she remembered what that thing beneath the denim looked like. She quickly skirted her eyes down to his thighs, looking lean and strong in the legs of his jeans. He had been hitting the gym in his time since the war, and it showed. Hermione allowed herself to imagine what it would be like to be wrapped up in his strong arms, what they would look like baring his weight as he sweat over her, how it would feel to run her hands over them as they gripped her hips in the throws passion. The images continued to flood into Hermione's mind and she could feel the heat similar to last night begin to pool in the junction between her thighs. Hoping to relieve some of the pressure that was building down there, she pressed her thighs together and wriggled a bit in her seat. Okay, this was fine last night, a little new and strange, but nice, but in a classroom with him sitting right next to me-NOT OKAY! Hermione tried in vain to bring her thoughts back to the lesson at hand, deciding that her exploration had been a bad idea, and hoping that listening to Slughorn drone on would calm her down a bit. Unfortunately for her, it wasn't working very well. The inappropriate images of her and Draco doing dirty things kept reappearing before her eyes. Hermione squeezed her thighs shut and pressed her nails into her palm to try and distract herself from the dampness gathering in her knickers. Focus Mione! Just listen to Slughorn and stop thinking about him! Oh fuck (did I really just say that word? Oh dear, I'm becoming worse than I thought) he's leaning closer. Is he saying something? Pay attention Mione! Don't let him know what's going on!

XOXO

"I'm sorry, what were you saying?" Hermione whispered back to Draco, not catching what he had just said to her.

"Are you feeling well Granger? You seem a bit…distracted. As I was saying, class is over and everyone is leaving, though by all means stay if you are so compelled. Then I won't have to deal with you next class." Draco responded, keeping his voice steading despite having a certain situation of his own. Halfway through class, he had noticed Hermione moving around in her seat. At first he thought she was just trying to find a comfortable position in the impossibly hard lab stools, but after she kept doing it for five minutes, he looked closer. Draco then noticed that she had her thighs pressed tightly together and that she was wriggling in her seat and bouncing her legs, not just moving around. At first he didn't understand why she didn't just ask Slughorn if she could leave to go to the bathroom, it didn't look like she was paying attention anyways. Then, though, he noticed her face. Hermione's cheeks were flushed, she was biting her lip, and her eyes had an almost animalistic gleam to them. Holy shit! She's turned on right now, in class! What the FUCK is Gryffindor's Pure Princess doing with wet knickers in the middle of Potions class? Merlin, I wonder what she's even thinking about. She looks really into it… Draco let his mind wander to the possible images dominating Hermione's brain. He saw her beneath him, biting those lips of hers and flushed the way she was next to him just then, he saw her, naked and arching into him, moaning his name and screaming for him. Draco grew warmer as his fantasy got progressively more graphic, and he could feel his pants getting tighter and tighter. STOP THINKING ABOUT THIS BRO! C'mon man, get it together! Okay, breathe and think about something, ANYTHING, but her! Think of-of-of Voldie in a pink thong! Yeah, Dear Old Dark Lord rocking the banana hammock. Okay, that's it, calm the dragon down, no need for an embarrassing situation in the classroom in front of a Professor. Thankfully for him, Draco had regained his composure by the end of class and was able to use this to his advantage, as Hermione clearly had not.

"What…oh! I suppose you're right. Sorry my mind was…wondering. Thank you for letting me know Draco," Hermione breathed into his ear before gathering her belongings and whisking out of the classroom, yet again leaving Draco wondering how in the world she had managed to get the better of him.

XOXO

"What was going on with Granger in Potions this morning bro?"

"Well hello to you too Theo. Merlin, I'm not even sitting yet," Draco greeted his other best friend, Theodore Nott, at dinner in the Great Hall. He had just come from Arithmancy and, before that, Advanced Transfiguration, both with Granger. Each class had been less event filled than the first class of the day, as they were learning new material and doing practical problems, forcing both Draco's and Hermione's minds from wandering too far into hot water. Draco was still reeling from his discovery during Potions as he was unaccustomed to thinking of Granger as a sexual creature. She was supposed to be the swotty little Gryffindor, Iron Knickers Granger. And now he was a bit out of his element, very unfamiliar territory for Draco, and he has to employ all of his Slytherinness to keep anyone, even his friends from finding out that he was allowing Granger of all people to get him flustered.

"You haven't answered my question Drake, why did you stay later to talk to the know-it-all?" Damn his Slytherin senses! Can't Theo just fucking drop it!

"Just tormenting as per usual, nothing new," Draco replied smoothly, trying to throw his inquisitive friends off his case. Unfortunately, the world was plotting against him today because they refused to let the subject drop.

"Really Drake, because you looked a little flushed in class. Got the hots for the bushy haired Gryffindor?" Blaise drawled teasingly. Only Theo and Blaise could get away with messing with Draco, and they sure took advantage of it.

"Fuck you Blaise, I was not flushed! It was just really warm in the Potions Lab this morning." Oh Merlin, they're on to me…I can only keep it up for so long before they find out what's up. Maybe I should just tell them about Granger, they could help me devise a plan to get her off my back (and metaphorically out of my pants!)

"Really, because the Potions Lab is in the Dungeons Drake, as in the coldest part of the school. Are you sure there isn't something you aren't sharing?" Theo replied with the typical smirk of a Slytherin who was about to bust someone big time.

"Alright fine! You both want to know what happened so badly, come back to the Head's Dorm with me. This is not a conversation for the public dinner table." Draco reluctantly replied, both annoyed to have crumbled so easily, yet a tad relieved to have someone else's input on this fucked up situation with Herm-Granger! They'd be able to truthfully tell him if he was going crazy or not. With this resolved the boys tucked into their dinners, gracefully thought hurriedly eating their food so they could go to the Head Commons Room and hear Draco's story. Little did they know that a certain dark haired female Slytherin had been keeping tabs on their whole conversation and was anxiously awaiting the time when she would have an opportunity to fill Hermione in on the newest developments.

Meanwhile, across the Hall at the Gryffindor table, Ginny was in deep conversation with Hermione about what else she could do today to mess with Draco's mind.

"You have to do something really good tonight, Mione. He got the upper hand in Potions this morning from what you've told me. You can't let him get to you. I know he's insanely hot, but you have to try and keep your mind out of the gutters for the sake of your mission."

"I know Ginny, but I'm not very good at this kind of thing! I have no guy experience, at all! There was only that one awkward kiss with Ron during the Final Battle, but that was only a heat of the moment thing and it was over really soon, and I never went very far with Viktor either. You have to help me Ginny, you and Pansy are so much better with guys than I am." Hermione was having a mini-freak out session. This was one subject that she couldn't study for in a textbook and that she didn't know everything about. No, boys required extensive practical experience, something Hermione had next to none of. It was abnormal for Hermione to have to ask others for knowledge on anything, and she was unsettled by this. Not to mention that Ron still wasn't talking to her because of her new "slutty" look (bloody idiot! These clothes aren't even bad!), and though Harry was trying to be neutral, he was spending more time with Ron than her. Just then, Hermione was pulled from her thoughts by Pansy rushing over to inform Ginny and her that Draco would be bringing Theo and Blaise to the Head's Common Room to discuss his involvement with Hermione and that he seemed fairly muddled by the whole thing.

"This is the perfect opportunity Mione! You need to fuck with him in front of his friends; they'll never let it go! Then, he won't be able to escape mention of you and will be constantly reminded of your delicious seduction powers," Pansy exclaimed, the wheels in her head turning as she expanded thoughts on the possibilities.

"Oh my Merlin! I know what you can do!" Ginny yelled and was subsequently shushed harshly by her brunette friend who didn't wish for the whole Great Hall to know she was planning something. Ginny leaned over to whisper her plan to Pansy and Hermione, who both began nodding enthusiastically though Hermione did have a bit of nervousness written on her face. The girls had finished their meal by now and rushed over to drag Luna away from the Ravenclaw table and out of the Great Hall. These girls had some work to do if they were going to get the plan in motion before Draco and his friends arrived.

XOXO

Draco should have expected this seeing as Merlin had been plotting against him for the whole day. Why should he stop now? He, Blaise, and Theo had walked into the Common Room only to find it covered in big pillows and fluffy blankets. There was loud music blaring from some unidentifiable source shrieking about some guy who needed to "Grow a Pear", and what looked like a giant thick portrait on the wall, only it was solid black and shiny. Now the boys were standing in the middle of the war zone looking around for the cause of the disaster area, when they hear loud giggles and screams and the sound of feet running down stairs. All three looked up at once to see Hermione followed by Ginny, Pansy, and Luna each clad in a different little nightgown. Bloody hell! What is going on here? Draco wondered as the girls, upon realizing that they had visitors stopped their noise and looked at who had arrived.

"What the bloody hell are you doing Granger?" Draco erupted, breaking the silence that had settled over the group.

"It's called a sleepover Draco, we have one every year on the first day of school." Hermione replied casually, trying to remain calm so as to keep the upper hand in the situation. She had things to do tonight, so the last thing she needed to do was get angry and mess up the plan.

"And why has our Common Room been turned into a giant mass of fluffy fabric and what on earth is that wretched noise?" Draco asked, managing to calm his tone slightly, though it still held a trace of annoyance. He wanted to use the Common Room to scheme with Blaise and Theo, but that would be impossible with Granger and her little band of trollops gallivanting around the place all evening. Speaking of trollops, Draco had only just seemed to notice what the girls were wearing. Each wore a nightie of different variation, Ginny's being a simple white baby doll that fell a few inches above her knees but was low cut with lace trim over her breasts with a little pink bow in the middle. Pansy wore a short silk dusty rose gown with a block of black lace extending the neckline a bit higher than the pink went, and Luna was wearing what looked like an oversized pale blue men's button down shirt that fell mid-thigh. Hermione, though, was the most stunning of the four. She had donned a peachy pink baby doll that fell an inch or two above mid-thigh with cream lace detailing along the hemline, low neckline, along the straps and over the breasts. The color suited her skin tone in a way that made it seem to glow in the dim light of the Common Room and the flicker of the fire in the fire place. Her hair was let loose, falling in loose waves from the bun it had been in during the day. Suffice to say, Draco's night was not going to go as he had planned not to mention that it was starting to feel too warm in the cozy Common Room. A voice cut through his thoughts as Hermione responded to his most recent question.

"If you must know Malfoy, we usually use the Room of Requirement but because I have a private Common Room this year, we thought it would be fun to have it here. We didn't think you would be back until later. And this is not noise, it's Ke$ha!" Hermione said innocently, walking into the room and flopped down onto the couch.

"Well, this Keka person sounds like a Hippogriff giving birth to a demon." Draco swallowed hard as Hermione's already near indecent nightgown rose to reveal more of her smooth golden thigh. Merlin, this girl is going to be the death of me! There is no way Theo and Blaise are ever going to let me live it down I slip up in front of her. Gotta rein in the emotion bro, c'mon!

Ginny, Pansy, and Luna followed Hermione into the main room and made themselves comfortable. They could see Draco growing uncomfortable and were glad that all was going to plan. Next was Ginny's move, and then things could really start heating up.

"Well, since you're all here, why don't you stay for a bit? We'll hold off on the gossip and you guys can join us for dessert." Ginny suggested, leaning forward from her seat on the ground so that the boys could get a nice view down her nightie, hoping to entice them away from their hesitations about staying. The whole plan was riding on whether or not the boys' hormones would override their Slytherin instinct to never associate with everything Gryffindor. She could see Blaise and Theo zeroing in on her admittedly impressive cleavage, and knew that tonight would go well.

"Well, ladies, it would be our pleasure to accompany you all for some post-dinner sweets," Blaise replied first, in a velvety voice that made Ginny's heart melt a little inside her chest. She had to admit that he was fairly good looking (for a Slytherin). He was wearing a white shirt that contrasted with his smooth chocolaty skin tone and highlighted his impressive muscle tone. Ginny mentally shook these thoughts out of her head though, as tonight was Hermione's night. She could pursue Blaise later if she really wanted.

"Good to see that at least one of my fellow Slytherins seems to have enough sense to let go of old grudges and partake in social niceties with those of other houses. What about you Theo, will you join us as well?" Pansy added from her spot on the far armchair.

"Well, I suppose since you're here Pansy, it can't be all bad. We did used to spend more time together in our youth, and I suppose no time would be better to catch up. I must say, I am a fan of your outfits girls. Tell me, if you dress this way, what else goes on at these mysterious sleepovers?" Theo answered smoothly, moving into the room and taking a seat on the chair closest to Pansy. He looked up at Blaise and Draco as if challenging them to leave. Blaise strolled older obligingly, as he was excited to take part in this as well. Draco was more reluctant, however, though after a few seconds he did sulk over so as not to seem like a total pussy in front of his friends. What a total guy. Even worse, or better depending on the person you ask, the only place left to sit was on the love seat next to Hermione. Draco eyed the seat warily before making a small noise of protest and lowering himself carefully onto the couch.

"So you really want to know what we do at these girly sleepovers of ours, Theodore." Ginny asked coyly, raising an eyebrow at the dark haired boy across the room from her.

"Please, call me Theo. And yes, I believe we are all intrigued as to what goes on here."

"Hermione, you always were better at explaining things than I, would you please explain to these dear clueless Slytherins what we do?" Ginny, as per the plan, gave the ball back to Hermione.

"Well, as you can see, first we set up the room and make it really comfy and change into our pajamas. Then we all sit down and eat dessert, which we will be doing shortly, and we gossip and tell stories and laugh. After we have exhausted all topics of scandal, we either play Truth or Dare or sometimes we have a big pillow fight. Next, we do makeovers and spa treatments. Sometimes we'll even take a big bubble bath. Then when we're all tired out, we put a movie in, settle down and watch until either it's over and then talk some more, or we fall asleep." Hermione said, trying to make her voice extra sexy and she subtly moved closer to Draco. She leaned over and brought her lips close to his ear.

"Sometimes, after the bubble bath, we like to, shall we say, try out new techniques and share our experiences. It really is helpful to test whether you can put your legs over your head or fit a banana down your throat before you try for real and possibly make yourself look silly. We find that, while textbooks do give some helpful knowledge, practical application is the best method of learning. How else are you supposed to perfect your kissing techniques if not with your best friends?" Hermione breathed into his ear, pressing slightly against his side, her breasts touching his arm, which tensed up at the contact. From across the room, Blaise and Theo had noted the exchange and turned to each other both with a look of realization. That was the moment when they realized that their friend was in deep shit with a certain Hermione Granger, and they were going to sit by and watch the show.

Holy shit! That is maybe the hottest thing I've heard since…maybe forever. Damn, Granger in a girl on girl four-way… As his mind conjured up the image, his body was beginning to react in a less than desirable way. He had to change the topic and force his body to cool down.

Clearing his throat, Draco spoke in a barely leveled voice. "Ehm, well, ah didn't someone mention dessert earlier. How about we move on to the part that we stayed for, yeah?"

"Oh you're right Draco, silly me I almost forgot. Would anyone like a drink with their dessert?" Hermione leaned away and stood up, pulling down her dress quickly so as not to flash anyone (hey, she did still have some of her virginal morals, diminished they may be.)

"Yes, water would be nice."

"Do you have any butterbeer in that fridge of your?"

"Tea would be lovely."

"Okay, Luna, Pansy, Ginny could you come help?" And with that, the four girls left the room and headed for the kitchen.

As soon as the girls were out of earshot, Theo and Blaise all but pounced on Draco, casting him smug looks and Slytherin smirks.

"So, made a new friend Drake?" Blaise asked smugly.

"Hmm, yes, she did seem quite familiar with our dear friend eh Blaise," Theo added.

"She was practically licking his ear over there."

"And the way she was rubbing herself against him…"

"We can only wonder what she was saying the way you tensed up Drake, mate."

"Fuck! Alright, fine! She's out to get me I swear, ever since yesterday when I insulted her and called her innocent, she's been dressing all hot like that and coming on to me and, fuck!, she's going to be the death of me!" Draco silenced his friends' back and forth with his explosion of speech. Before he could hear their input, however, they heard footsteps, signaling the girls' return. Luna walked in and set down a small plastic container surrounded by various kinds of cut up fruit and slices of cake. Pansy strolled over to Theo and handed him his tea while Ginny passed a butterbeer to Blaise before sitting down and opening one for herself. Last to arrive was Hermione with Draco's water, but right as she was about to hand it off she tripped and sent the cool water all over Draco's lap.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry! Here, let me help you with that!" Hermione grabbed the nearest blanket and started rubbing at the front of his jeans in an attempt to "dry him". The shock of icy water hitting his slightly over heated member that relieved him of any hint of a "situation", but as soon as she started rubbing at him, his dick jerked to life and began growing increasingly hard. He knew he needed to stop this before he embarrassed himself.

"Granger! You are a witch; use a fucking drying spell if you are insisting on correcting your mistake!" Draco shouted, pushing Hermione's hands away and quickly clearing the wetness with a wave of his wand. Immediately he shoved his hands into his pockets and tried to arrange himself without anyone noticing his current state of arousal. Hermione had a triumphant smile on her face as she picked up the empty water glass.

"Let me go refill this for you," she said with a wink, leaving the room for the kitchen.

The room fell into a tense silence as Blaise and Theo smirked and Draco brooded. The girls, ecstatic that their plan had worked, were trying their hardest not to break out into huge grins.

"Well, let's start in on dessert. Help yourselves boys," Luna said in her airy voice, breaking the silence. Everyone but Draco moved towards the platter in the middle of the Common Room. He was still deep in his own mind, trying to talk himself down. He had tuned everyone in the room out since Hermione left, but one phrase was shouted that pulled him from his reverie.

"Is this edible body paint?" Oh motherFUCKER! This night is going to be almost as bad as last night!

XOXO

A/N: Well, I hoped you liked this chapter! WOW I CAN"T BELIEVE I WROTE SO MANY WORDS! (Sorry, mini-freak out session over now) PLEASE REVIEW (okay, nooow it's over) Please remember to give me a challenge word or phrase in with your review, I am excited to try and work them in and I didn't get any from the last chapter! Also, I know things are moving kind of fast, but I don't want to delay the story with useless boring easing into the story. So, sorry.