The next morning, Hermione awoke to find herself slumped against her bedroom door, wand in hand and clothes rumpled in a fashion that dreadfully reminded her of last week and her current situation. She groaned aloud only to scold herself for being stupid enough to let him know she was awake.

come on hermione, just face the music! I hate him, He hates me, the only thing between us is a unrealistic sexual attraction and he needs to see that what happend yesterday in the library was a fluke accident. i wasn't feeling top-notch and it messed with my head making me THINK i like him and therefore resulting in the incident.

With her head cleared, her smile back in place, she dressed and hesitantly walked down the stairs and into the common room to find him standing up from the couch, fully dressed and about to walk out the portrait door.

"um.. malfoy..? can we talk?" Hermione sat down on the opposite side on the lounge to where he had previously occupied and watched as he sat back in place.

"What granger? you better make this good, i'm missing breakfast and pansy will flip if i'm not there for her to salivate on. And don't start any crap about yesterday, i was feeling unusual and *shudder* it clouded my judgment. if you say one word, i will personally incapacitate you, tie you up to a tree in the forbidden forest and leave you there wandless, defenseless, and helpless." Hermione was stunned. His demeaner had changed 100% and his attitude back in full aragant swing. The words died on her lips as she drank him in, what had hapend between last night, when he wanted her so badly, and now when he is practicly threatening me?

Suddenly she felt childish and more than a little upset. which then confused her. Just moments ago she was telling herself that they were mortal enemies, so why now when he is saying the exact same thing, am i feeling hurt?

Then a thought occured and she couldn't help the absolute horror displayed on her face as she realized. And when she thought it couldn't get any worse, the realization on top of her realization was that she was still in his presance as she cried out in complete and utter desgust and dissapoinment, not just with herslef but with the world for letting this horrible thing happen.

His look of surprise, confusion and annoyance was enough to burst her bubble and make her land splat on her but in the middle of reality. She tried to say something but her world was crashing around her, surrounding her in a solid wall of shame and making it impossible to respond or meet his eyes. She calmly stood up and left the common room with grace and integrity but her feeling were all but. integrity- a small proportion was left, grace- she had none, and calmness- well, that was something that left a while back. these three things were her life, they supported her and helped her live. without them, she would not and could not survive, so the crushing knowledge that life had changed for good was not going down well. I have to maintain a normal facade for all of the hogwarts to remain normal and composed. If i thought sleeping with him was bad, then loving him is HELL!

Hey readers. thanx for everything. and as i already know you love me, you might wanna press the reveiw button to let my story and characters know you love them too. For what is a writer, without their written work. xox peace~