A/N: I always forget to say this, so let's just say this is a disclaimer for the whole story. I do not own any of the characters, settings, or charms. I am not JK Rowling, no matter how much I wish to be her. If I was I would have cut the epilogue and put some Dramione in the eighth book of the HP series, which I would of course write. I do own the plot though so no copying, kiddos! ;)

The next couple of days were filled with school, homework, and more homework. I had so little time, I didn't even spend any time with Harry, Ron, or Ginny. Every night I did my homework in the library, knowing that some other girl was in my dorm right now, sleeping with the boy I loved. Even though I had told myself I would tell Ginny who Malfoy slept with I couldn't. Because I didn't know any of their names and he probably didn't either. I came to wonder how many girls there were in Hogwarts. How long could he manage to sleep with another girl every day before he ran out of them?

I hadn't heard anything back from Viktor yet, which wasn't surprising. It would take my owl a while to get to Bulgaria or wherever he currently was and back.

Friday night I was sitting in the common room reading a book, when Malfoy came through the portrait hole, a slut following him.

"Granger." Malfoy just said and nodded toward the portrait hole. He wanted me to leave and I was so tired of never being able to be in my own common room.

"Yes, Malfoy?" I asked innocently.

"Didn't you want to go to the library or something?"

I shook my head. "No, Malfoy. As a matter of fact I planned on sitting in my common room and reading a book."

He glared at me for a couple of seconds and then shrugged. "Then stay, I don't give a shit."

Did I want to leave? No. Did I want to stay and hear what they were doing? Hell no! Of course I could put a silencing spell on their room, but still... knowing that they were right next door...

"Oh Malfoy?" I said before he could disappear in his room. "Harry and Ron wanted to come over in a couple of minutes and since you've had so much... company this past week I don't believe you have anything against it."

Harry and Ron had no plans of visiting me tonight, but I figured that Malfoy wouldn't lay that girl when they were next door. He would know that they wouldn't accept his behavior as I did. They would act. His face became dark. He came over to me and whispered, so that the slut couldn't hear him, "Granger, I can't take her anywhere else."

"Then how about you just stay abstinent for one night?" I suggested coolly.

He looked at me blankly for a couple of seconds. "Trisha?" He then said more loudly.

The girl looked confused. "My name is Tasha." She then replied.

"Of course it is. You have to leave."

She seemed pissed. "But why? Don't you want to... you know...?"

Malfoy breathed in and out loudly. "Yes I do, but it's not possible right now, okay? Can you just leave now?"

She glared at him and didn't move. I probably shouldn't have intervened, but I just didn't get that girl. "Girl, have some dignity and leave. You're replaceable to him. I'm sure he wants to do you know what... well do you, but if he won't then he'll be able to live with that too."

She stared at me and then at Malfoy and finally moved toward the portrait.

"You are a bitch!" She yelled at me. "Owl me later, Draco." With those words she was gone and Malfoy burst out laughing. "Damn, Granger. I didn't know you had it in you."

I rolled my eyes. I had expected him to be mad, but he seemed pleased with me.

"Granger, you just earned yourself major brownie points." He laughed. "I'm off to the Slytherins." And he too disappeared through the portrait. I had made him laugh. I had earned brownie points. Major brownie points.

I happily got up from the couch and thought about what I should do next. I really wanted to spend some time with Harry and Ron. And Ginny too. She hadn't talked a word to me ever since that incident on the grounds. They really should come over. I was a little lazy though, so I didn't feel like going all the way up to the Gryffindor tower. Then a thought came to me. Malfoy had an owl, didn't he? And it usually was in his room. I hesitated, knowing that he would never lend it to me. But he didn't have to know, did he?

I wrote a little note to Harry and then entered the enemy's bedroom. It looked pretty much like mine, just that it was really untidy. Clothes were lying all across the floor and his suitcase was still half-unpacked. It smelled good though... it smelled like him. I breathed in deeply and closed my eyes. The scent of vanilla and parchment. My two favorite scents in the world. I opened my eyes again and awoke from my short trance. Sure enough, the owl was sitting on the window sill, just watching me. It had to be really old if it was just sitting around watching people all day long rather than flying around or spend its time in the owlery. Wouldn't it be weird to have sex and be stared at by an old owl while doing it? I shuddered. I gave the owl the note and told it to bring it to Harry. As soon as I opened the window it flew away quickly.

Then I went back to the common room and read a little further in my book until I heard a tapping sound at the window. I walked over to it quickly and opened it. The owl fluttered in and dropped a note on me before it went to sit on the table.

Ron and I will be there shortly, but Ginny says she's too tired.

Harry

I sighed sadly. She was still mad at me. I wrote another note, saying Please convince her. and gave it to the owl again. It flew away and I waited impatiently. Then it came back, having no answer. I put it back in Malfoy's room, took one last breathe of the delicious scent and closed the door. A couple of minutes later it I heard a noise from outside the portrait and opened it up.

Harry and Ron stepped in, followed by an angry-looking Ginny.

"Hi guys, I'm so glad you could make it." I welcomed them as they were admiring the common room. That's right, they had never seen it before.

"Ginny, can I talk to you for a second?" I asked cautiously. She didn't reply, but just followed me in my room while Harry and Ron sat down on the couches.

I closed the door behind me and turned to the Ginger that looked at me impatiently, her arms crossed in front of her chest.

"Listen, Ginny. I know that you're still mad at me for deducting points from you and all, but you have to understand that that is my duty. I would've done the exact same thing to any other person I would've found like that and I can't make differences between how I punish or don't punish certain people." I explained.

She just looked at me for a couple of moments and then sighed. "I know." she finally admitted. "I know that this job of yours is really important to you and you take it seriously. It's just that I was thinking... I couldn't help thinking... What would Malfoy have done in your situation? If he found a friend of his like that? He would've looked over it and pretended like it never happened, Hermione. And I'm not saying that that would've been the right thing to do, I'm just saying that I wished you weren't so damn rule-obsessed all the time."

It felt like she had slapped me in the face. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I managed to fight them back. "You're saying you wished I was more like Malfoy?" I asked her and was surprised how hurt my voice sounded.

She nodded. "Yes, in this case, yes." She replied. I just didn't understand where all of this was coming from. It had only been a couple of months ago that Ginny was ranting about Malfoy just as much as Ron and Harry had been. And now she seemed to accept him and even defend him. She didn't... it was impossible that... or was it?

"How come you seem so fond of Malfoy suddenly?" I asked her numbly.

She shrugged. "I don't know, I just think he has changed since the battle. He joined our side in the end after all." I absolutely agreed with every word she said, but I knew now that she was hiding something from me. It was now obvious to me and I wondered how I could've been blind enough not to notice for so long. At the latest when she asked me to keep her updated with his girls I should have known. I should have known that Ginny, who had been the only person that had always been honest to me, was now hiding a secret from me. And was lying to me.

"Bullshit." was all I said. She just looked at me stubbornly without answering. I pulled all my courage together and finally managed to ask one single question that I knew would change everything.

"Ginny? Did you have sex with Malfoy?"

I could see all the color dissolve from her face. But even now she remained tenacious, obviously not wanting to admit a mistake.

"So what if I did?" she hissed. "It's none of your business."

Oh but how much I wanted it to become my business.

"Out. of. my. Room." I finally managed to press out between clenched teeth.

She shrugged. "Fine, I never wanted to be here anyway."

"Tell Harry and Ron to leave too." I said, my voice as cold as ice.

I heard Ginny talk to Harry and Ron and them asking questions, and then suddenly it was silent. It wasn't until then that I allowed the tears to stream down my cheeks. It didn't hurt so much that my best girl friend had slept with the boy I loved, she didn't know that I liked him after all. It also wasn't so much the fact that she had fraternized with the enemy, even though that probably would've been the reason that would've sent Harry and Ron over the edge if they knew. But who was I to judge? No, what hurt the most was that it seemed like he would sleep with anybody, every female person on this planet, before he would even consider doing such a thing with me. Don't get me wrong, I did not want to sleep with Malfoy. I just wanted him to see me as a girl he would love to sleep with. And no such thing happened.

I don't know for how long I cried on my bed, but eventually I heard someone enter the common room. My mind had a total breakdown as it told me to jump up and storm out of my room. If I had thought about it for at least one millisecond then it would've decided that what I was about to do was completely insane. But I was hurt and I was filled with such a rage towards the man that was staring at me as if I he wasn't sure if he should commit me to an institution that I did not think. He was standing by the couches, obviously ready to go in his room, when I burst into the common room and slammed my door shut behind me. Tears still running down my face and trembling with anger.

"You are the biggest piece of scum!" I yelled at him with a shaking voice.

He just looked at me confused and didn't say a word. He knew better than to make fun of me right now.

"I want you out of here!" I screamed angrily and I could actually see him flinch a little. But he didn't move.

"Why?" was all he finally said.

"Out. of. Here." I repeated more quietly, my voice still trembling with anger and filled with hatred. He of course didn't listen to me. It only took me about two seconds to stand right in front of him, my wand pressed to his Adam's apple.

"Do I have to repeat myself?" I screamed again, but he still wouldn't move.

"Granger..." he started, but I interrupted him by yelling "Confundo."

After that he just stared at me blankly. "Leave this floor now and don't come back until I say so." I ordered him to do. He immediately left the common room and I fell down on the floor, dropping my wand and holding my stomach as I cried on until I eventually fell asleep.

A/N: Hey guys,
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