AN/: LET'S TRY THIS AGAIN! I'm so sorry to those I may have let down, to a lot of you it probably feels like I have abandoned this story but I haven't. I had my art show earlier this year and I've been severely unwell but I've been recovering. I won't drag on so without further ado I give the edited (not that much) version...

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It's set in 8th year. At the final battle, Draco remained on Hogwarts' side along with his parents. In the end, Lucius came to his senses and just wanted his family safe. Towards the end of the war they fed information to the Order and the only damage done was that Lucius received two years in Azkaban for all his previous crimes involving the Dark Lord. (He is about 4 months into his sentence) Hermione went to retrieve her parents from Australia in the summer only to learn that her father had died of a heart attack and her mother never wanted to speak to her again. (Sorry if I was too harsh on Mione but she's a strong girl, muggles complicate things...look at that! I'm a right pure blood supremest :D) Draco is head-boy, Hermione is head-girl, shared dorms, after the war, students had returned to restart the year they never finished. A short, sweet/not-so-sweet Dramione fic...there is a shower involved, possibly a bath! An accident in potions, a smirking blonde, a suggestive Hermione and then a not so smirking blonde! FUN FUN and SEXY FUN! Probs some poker as well. It's rated M for a reason...and oh yeah I can't take credit for J K 's work, wish I could, but I can't, sadly I don't own Harry Potter , if I did it would have gone a little something more like this...

Quickie Prologue

Never mind the whole destroying Voldemort thing, Hermione Granger was having a tough year as it is. Her dad was dead and she was dead to her mother, Jean Granger refused to even acknowledge her daughter's existence.

After coming back to school, she felt utterly stupid for feeling optimistic about the year to come and today was not helping...

At the start of the year she was thrilled to be awarded the head-girl badge but of course, she had forgotten that Draco Malfoy almost matched her in every class. He was indeed head-boy. Draco was a brilliant one at that, though she could never imagine herself telling him. His ego was far too large already and according to Lavender 'TheGossip' Brown, that wasn't the only large part of his anatomy. Ha!...Like Malfoy would ever stoop so low as to go and bang Lavender Brown...even arrogant ferrets have better things to do than 'that'!

Although he was a great head-boy and his family did indeed prove themselves towards the end of the war, nor was he disastrous to look at, Hermione could not stress enough how terrible it was to share a dorm room with him. He was and always would be after all, an insufferable git!

Whenever she got a chance to see Harry and Ron in between her head duties and class, a large part of the conversation would usually be filled with him. 'Oh you would not believe what Malfoy did... You will never guess what that ferret has done this time... Ugh, Malfoy... Oh Merlin help me...' Their conversations were often a lot like that nowadays, bringing us to now...

Chapter 1 : I Like To Be Dirty

"Ugh, Merlin Malfoy! Why do you have to be such a prick?!" screamed a very wet and sticky Hermione as she barged in to the head's common room, more than frustrated with the very satisfied, smug-looking, blonde that was strolling in behind her.

"Easy Granger, anyone would think you were annoyed with me!" Replied a silky, patronising voice. The pair had been arguing like this all the way back from the dungeons and yet both parties continued their feeble attempts at humiliation even now.

"Oh, I-am-more than annoyed with you Malfoy!"

They had walked briskly back to their head's common room from their last class of the day, potions, where Draco had conveniently, "accidentally" walked into Hermione, whilst she was carrying a full tray of colourful, sticky concoctions. Draco Malfoy just smirked at the head-girl in distress, enjoying every moment he was able to get under her skin. She had made this favourite pass-time of his, increasingly difficult for him to do since second year. After the first time he had called the girl a mudblood, she had taken away all the word's power since then by dismissing his use of it as if it were a stray bit of lint on her Hogwarts robes. It annoyed him immensely because to be honest he was quite impressed with her strength as a twelve year old girl, he always has been really and she continued to impress him to the present day. The war was a harsh time for everyone. Although he would never, in a million years admit this: Draco just loved annoying the bookworm too much.

The reactions he got from his smirks did not often fail in being enjoyable, "Oh, fuck you!" yelled Hermione after she saw the smirk. Damn! I promised myself I wasn't going to let that stupid face of his get to me! Why today?!

"Now, now...you really ought to watch what you say to me mudblood, I am head-boy after all." Hermione just stared at him with her arms crossed, after throwing down her school bag on the sofa. Bugger! He thought, she didn't even blink, I need to up my game!

"Really Malfoy? As 'head-boy', I thought you would have had something more inventive to call to me, rather than the same thing for the last seven years!" Hermione mocked.

The smirk was wiped clean off the Slytherin's face, as he faltered in producing a smooth come back... "W...w...oh shut it Granger!" Malfoy sneered. Ha! Hermione was silently revelling in his current state of 'unsmugness'.

She faked a yawn. "That's what I thought..." Oh dear Merlin, did she actually yawn?! She let him get a glimpse of her somewhat conceited smile before she headed upstairs towards the bathroom which they shared to attempt to remove the goo from her hair.

He really did needed to up his game. She was only half way up when a gobsmacked Malfoy came to his senses and ran after her. "Oi! Just who do you think you are Granger?"

"Obviously, Malfoy, someone who is smarter than you..." She spoke casually and she slowly pivoted around to face him. He was a step below her yet, he was still a good few inches taller than her.

"Yes, says the freak with purple goo in her hair!"

"No thanks to you Malfoy! And congratulations with the 'freak' by the way, very inventive." She mocked with a sarcastic tone. She, Hermione Virgin Mudblood Granger, was mocking him! What was going on?

"Oh fuck off, Mudblood! You just..."

"Again with the Mudblood Malfoy..." she cut him off, speaking as if she was incredibly bored and as though to a child.

Whilst Draco was in a surprised state Hermione had been able to position her wand at the base of his neck. Now, leaning over him, his body was trapped between the banister and herself. It was out of character for her, she'll admit but who was she to let an opportunity like this go to waste. Hermione Granger could be as equally sly as any Slytherin when she put her mind to it...

She knew he was on edge, hell an event very similar to this happened in third year between the very same, two students...only now she was older, she wanted to screw with him and just like any red-blooded male, there was one thing they all had a weakness for, pureblood or not!

"You know what Malfoy!?" She said bitterly, as she leaned ever so close to his face, noses almost touching. She felt his body become rigid, most like due to her proximity. "You are constantly calling me a mudblood, accusing me of having dirty blood... "

He was in such shock but on some level his 'Malfoy-conscience' kicked in and he realised he couldn't just stand there in silence, being pushed around by a Gryffindor, let alone a girl and shit, Hermione Granger at that! He was a Malfoy for Merlin's sake! "What's your point Granger!?" He snarled.

She felt the vibrations from his throat travel down her wand and into the palm of her hand, giving her unexpected goose bumps. The feeling wasn't unpleasant, still, nevertheless, she ignored it for the time being and instead leant down to his left ear that held a plain, platinum stud that was ever so elegant in its subtlety. Hermione realised that she found this particular accessory devilishly attractive on the male specimen standing before her. I never knew earrings could be so...masculine! Her admiration however only lasted long enough not to distracter her from her current task which was easier said than done as their cheeks were only hair lengths apart.

"Malfoy..." She patronised. "Has it ever occurred to your dumb, Slytherin arse that..."

Oh Merlin, she had never been this close before! Malfoy squirmed as he inhaled a delicious jasmine scent, oh wow. His heart beat was rising in fear of what she was going to do; her wand was still stabbing into his neck. Is it just me or is this... is she kind of ... Oh fuck me! I did not just think that Hermione Granger was hot?! Hermione continued to lean in further and lowered her voice to a sultry, seductive tone and whispered "...has it ever occurred to your dumb, Slytherin arse that I like being dirty?" His eyes locked with hers. Oh fuck! Yeah, this is really hot. He felt her hot breathe on the skin below his ear and couldn't help himself when he almost leaned in a kissed her.

Now it was her turn to smirk as his jaw dropped before he audibly swallowed. Well that was unexpected, he thought, along with the jump in his pants, now that worried him, he hadn't intend to up 'that' game. Shooting up straight, the old Hermione was now back and had no sooner tapped him on the shoulder as though they were old friend, as if saying 'there, there', but spun around and marched up the rest of the stairs to have her well deserved shower, leaving a very distraught Malfoy behind her...well that should teach him, she hoped. Merlin help her if it didn't! What has come over me? she thought, shocked but surprisingly happy. Meanwhile, Malfoy was contemplating Polyjuice potion and metamorphosis whilst stagnant on the creaking stairs. All he could think was: Who are you and what have you done with our Hermione Granger?

AN/: I hoped you liked it, reviews are always welcome...