Yay I am so excited to post this chapter! It is by far, and in my opinion, the best(and longest) chapter I have ever written! =-D Yup- and again I gotta thank my beta because she is amazing and totally helped me with the "legal" part of this chapter(You'll know it when you get to it). But yeah, she rocks! ...This chapter is also kind of from Draco's POV, which you will (hopefully) understand why I did this when you get to the "legal" part.

Oh and WARNING: This chapter starts with a lemon. If you don't want to read it, start at the *.

His eyes were closed as he enjoyed the way she touched him; it set his body on fire. He was hard as soon as she straddled him and was getting even harder, if it was possible, as her hands ghosted over his chest. When she bent to nibble his ear he groaned, unable to control his body's reaction. His mouth found its way to her nipple and he licked it, loving how she moaned his name in response. Merlin, that is so hot! Yes, oh yes, lick right there! I wonder if she likes to be spanked… Smack! "Oh, Draco!" Shit! Yes! She bit down hard on his shoulder, causing him to buck his hips into hers, which earned a moan from both of them. Finally, she had enough of teasing him and slid herself onto his hardness. Her head was thrown back and she closed her eyes as she began to move. Draco pulled her closer and captured her lips with his. Their lips, and nether regions, battled for dominance, with her seceding to him. He trust harder into her. He loved hearing her scream his name. Oh yes! Who would have thought Hermione Granger would be such an animal!? Oh, harder please! Oh shit, too soon! Shit! -Quidditch! -No-Potter! -Weasley! -Snape! Oh shit... that mooooooan! Oh I hope she knows how badly she's killing me right now! Yes, she did know exactly how badly she was killing him and she moved her hips faster. "Just do it Draco! Don't hold it back!" When she bit him again, he knew it was over. He couldn't breathe and his whole body tensed. She screamed with her own orgasm and he spilled into her, screaming as well.

*He opened his eyes to kiss her and… "Shit!" What the fuck!? I DID NOT just have a sex dream about Granger! What is wrong with me!? She's a fucking Muggle-born for Merlin's sake!

Draco flung off his covers and headed towards the bathroom, since he had some obvious cleaning up to do. Luckily, Hermione had already left so he didn't have to worry about any embarrassing moments at that time.


Potions was not going well for Draco. Every time he got near Hermione 'not-so-little- Draco' would suddenly remind him about his very detailed dream. Thank Merlin for these stupid robes! At least I can hide this stupid thing from her and everyone else! Much to his relief, twenty minutes into the period, a First Year interrupted the class with a note for Hermione. Ron and Harry both glared as she walked past them on her way to the door. Fucking idiots! What the hell is wrong with them!? They're best friends with the hottest girl- Shit! Stop it, you twit! Fuck, I just need to finish this potion so I can get out of here! I just need some fresh air to clear my head of this stupid Granger shit! Without Hermione's help it took him longer than usual but he was still finished, and dismissed, before anyone else.

He was walking the halls, trying to decide if he should go back to his room or take a walk outside before his next class, when a smoky mist in the form of a cat appeared in front of him. It started speaking to him in McGonagall's voice. Ah a Patronus. "Mr. Malfoy, please come to my office immediately." With its message delivered, the Patronus disappeared. What the hell!? I haven't done anything! Grumbling, he turned around and headed towards Professor McGonagall's office. After a short walk, and an alternative route to avoid Peeves, Draco arrived at the office and knocked. A distraught looking McGonagall answered the door and ushered him in. "Please take a seat Draco; I need to have a word with you." She plopped down in her chair.

"Well, can you get on with it? I'd like to know what Potter and Weasley have claimed I've done this time, just for personal reference, before you start yelling at me first, though." He was NOT in a good mood. First, he had had that incident this morning and now he was about to be punished for something he didn't remember doing. Did I hex a First Year or something?

"Mr. Malfoy! I will not tolerate rudeness, and, no, I did not call you here to scold you. I called you here to tell you that we will need to you take over Miss Granger's Head duties for the time being. She has become… ill… and will not be able to perform them herself."

He huffed. Seriously!? That stupid little witch had looked fine this morning! I bet she's just doing this to annoy me. She's probably faking and the professors believe her! "Fine." He stood up to leave. "I take it that that's all?" Definitely NOT in a good mood.

"Yes Mr. Malfoy, that is all." She sighed, probably realizing that it had been a bad idea to ask him to be responsible for someone else's duties. "And Mr. Malfoy…" He turned around. What the hell!? Can't she just give it a rest!? "Perhaps you should try to be somewhat… nicer… to Miss Granger for the time being."

He suppressed his smirk. As if! What does this woman take me for: a Muggle lover? Now I really AM going to go torture some First Years!


The rest of Draco's day passed reasonably well, because of the one fact that Hermione never returned to any of their shared classes. Pansy had managed to sit next to him in two classes, but he was just happy that he didn't have the goody-two-shoes bothering him when he was busy trying to ignore his professors. Even better, he had Quidditch practice tonight to look forward to. I am so sick and tired of losing to freaking Gryffindor every fucking year! It's a good thing I'm captain this year because things are sooo going to change. Potter's a fool if he thinks he can out fly me this year.

Blaise nudged him since class had ended and he hadn't noticed. They left the now empty classroom and headed to dinner. Luckily, neither Draco nor Hermione were scheduled for duty tonight, so he didn't have to worry about patrolling after practice. "Draco? I said 'did you hear me?'" His eyes shot up to look at Blaise. Shit! What was he talking about now?

"No, sorry, I was distracted. What'd you want?"

"Well…" Blaise looked nervous about telling him whatever it was he needed to say. "Well, apparently, some creature got loose during one of the Care of Magical Creatures classes and- and it kind of destroyed part of the stadium." Blaise grimaced and braced himself for whatever Draco's reactions would be. "We won't be able to have practice for at least a week because of it."

Draco stopped walking, his eyes went wide, and he balled his fists in anger. "WHAT!?"

"Relax man, it'll be fine. We're so good this year that we'll be able to kill Gryffindor without the extra practice." Blaise was obviously freaked by Draco's reaction, and the fact that they were now being stared at by everyone in Great Hall.

"I'M- I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL SOMEONE!" Several girls shrieked in fear at his outburst. Someone is going to get it! This day has completely sucked! Draco shoved back his chair and stormed out of the Great Hall and made his day back to his room. First, fucking Granger and now some stupid fuck has fucked up the rest of my day!

He entered the Common Room to find it completely empty. Great, now I can't even make myself feel better by treating her like shit! Draco was reaching for his doorknob when his conscious kicked in. McGonagall did say she was sick or something… I probably should check on her to make sure she hasn't died or something. Merlin, Pothead and Weasel would probably blame me if that happened.

He spun around and prepared to enter the one room he had never wanted to enter. The room was dark, but there was some light coming in through the skylight. Fucking hell, she gets a skylight!? He crept closer to her bed, where he could make out her form in the darkness. Her face had a strained expression on it and her eyes were red and puffy. Has she been… crying? What is that in her hand? HE smirked. Some love note from Weasley I bet… He crept closer and lightly pried her fingers off the parchment.

Miss Granger,

While I acknowledge that a letter is possibly the worst way to inform you of this, I must regrettably use this one to tell you that your parents, Drs. Dennis and Joyce Granger, died yesterday morning during a crash on the Underground. Rest assured that you have my deepest condolences.

To summarize their will, you have been left all of your parents' worldly possessions, and a letter from both, enclosed. Additionally, while you are of age, I have been assigned to be your legal advisor while you yet attend school – though you may, of course, choose to ignore all of my advice or hire another advisor – and will take care of all the banal legalities of your parents' death.

Hopefully, I can help you make sense of everything as well. I was a great admirer and friend of both of your parents.

Sincerely,

Martha Foote Crow, Executrix of The Testament of the Honorable and Most Sovereign House of Godric Gryffindor, Prince of Mercia

He looked at the other letter.

Hermione,

If you are reading this, then we want you to know that we love you very much and we always will.

We also apologize for what you are about to read and want you to know that we had planned on telling you in a much better way than this. There is no easy way to say this so we are just going to come right out and say it. Hermione, we adopted you. We are so very sorry for never telling you and we hope that you will be able to forgive us for not telling you sooner.

As much as this is affecting you now, we are afraid that we still have more to tell you. We had always planned on telling you much younger, but the day you received your letter from Hogwarts, we received a letter as well. We always knew you were special, but that letter confirmed to us just how special you are. The agency that arranged your adoption was, apparently, not a normal agency.

It seems that you are from a very notable Wizard family and were purposely placed with a non-Wizarding family to protect you, though the letter never explained why this was needed, only that you were born to a famous family that feared for your safety upon their deaths.

We were never given the names of your biological parents, but we were told that you are the last living descendent of Godric Gryffindor, and that this name would mean something to you. We are very sorry for keeping this from you, especially since we know how much you love anything that has to do with Hogwarts, but we thought it would be for the best to wait until you were out of school to tell you; we, like your biological parents, didn't want anyone to take advantage of you.

We are sorry that all this information is being thrust upon you, but please know that we love you very much and we only did what we thought was best for you.

Love,

Mum and Dad

Draco stared at the letter in his hand, rereading one part in particular over and over again. 'You are the last living descendent of Godric Gryffindor.' For once, his mind was completely blank. He just couldn't wrap his mind around it. It's not possible that Hermione Fucking Granger is the lost descendent of Gryffindor! Is it? Shit, no wonder McGonagall had only told me Hermione was sick. Yeah, my dad died, but he was a horrible person and I was the one to kill him. I can't imagine losing both parents AND finding out all of this in ONE DAY! I actually feel… sorry for her.

He carefully placed the letters, print down, on her bedside table so she wouldn't know he had read them. She didn't look like she was sleeping well at all and, much to his surprise, he sat down beside her. The sudden shift of the bed was enough to wake Hermione and her eyes fluttered open to see Draco Malfoy staring back at her. Shit, now she's going to think I'm some kind of pervert! Think of something to say, quick! "I umm- McGonagall said you were sick so I came to check on you." She actually looked like she believed him. "Are you… alright?" His concern shocked the both of them.

Hermione's eyes began to tear up again. She shook her head and her voice faltered. "N-no-ooo. I- I know you h-hate me Malfoy, but c-could you just st-stay with me? I- I really don't want to be a-alone right now." She burst into tears and he pulled her into his arms, trying to soothe her. I'm not going to tell her that I know. If she wants me to know, then she'll tell me. I- I can't believe I'm being nice to a Mugg- oh, well I guess she isn't a Muggle-born… Well, I can't believe I'm being nice to Hermione- did I just call her by her first name? Oh whatever, she's in a lot of hurt right now and, since her friends are pieces of shit, I'm the only one she can turn to. I wish there was something I could do…

"I've never hated you, you know." He wasn't even sure if she could hear him over the sound of her sobs, but he continued. "I'll be here for as long as you need me."

Awe cute Draco! What do you think??? Leave me some reviews people!!!

And- if you haven't figured it out- my beta rocks because those letters were a BITCH to write and she basically re-wrote the first one for me. =-D *Happy Dance for Her*