Disclaimer: The Harry Potter series belongs to JKR.

A/N: I got a bit lazy with this one, so it's not as good as the others. VERY VERY LAZY.

Horrifying!

"Hey Ron?"

"Hmm?"

"Where's Mione?"

"I don't know."

"Oh…are you sure?"

"Yes. Why?"

"'Cuz I need her help on Snape's essay."

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"Oh. Maybe, she might be in her room."

"Okay."

"Hey 'Mione. Are you in there? I need your help," Harry called through the door.

"Dray …"

Harry's fist froze mid-knock. He stared at the door in front of him, wide-eyed. Was this the right room?

"Dray!"

Oh that was definitely Hermione. Harry could recognize her voice easily. She was his best friend, after all. Harry's stomach flip-flopped. Why was she calling Draco?

"Oh Dray…please…" A moan. A low, throaty moan came from the room.

Was she doing what he thought she was doing? And with Draco?

"Mmm 'Mione. Oooh," Harry felt the bile rise in his throat. He swallowed it down, and backed away from the door.

"Dray! Don't stop!" Harry shut his eyes, bent over, holding his stomach, and retched. Yup. Right there in the hallway. He threw up. Regurgitated. Heaved. Whatever you want to call it.

"Uggh," He groaned, wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. Harry stood up straight, and shot the door a wide-eyed look, his face aghast in horror. He turned around and fled from the hallway.

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Meanwhile….

Draco and Hermione were roaring with laughter. Draco wiped a tear, "Oh I wish I could have seen his face! It must have been priceless!"

Hermione gasped for breath through her gales of laughter, "Yeah! I know! He must have been soo disgusted."

"Yeah. I can't believe he fell for it,"

"I bet that now, he'll think twice before disturbing me when I'm in my room."

"Of course he will. He'll probably look at us weirdly now though."

"Who cares? He thought we were having sex. Obviously, he'd look at us weirdly."

"True. Very true."

"So do you wanna have REAL sex now?" Draco asked with a smirk.

"Draco. Shut up. I'm not having sex with you."

A/N: I don't blame you if you don't review. Very crappy job. The idea was pretty good, but I was tooo lazy to make it that great.

If you don't get it: Harry keeps bothering Hermione, so Draco and Hermione pretend to have sex in her bedroom (They just moan and call each others' names very loudly.), so that he'll leave her alone.