Hermione was very true to her word. The next morning when Draco woke up and rolled lazily out of bed, he hoped that last nights events were not going to be as bad as he thought. Well they weren't as bad as he thought, they were far worse. He walked into the bathroom where Hermione was finishing applying her lip gloss. She was standing in just a bath towel and Draco's throat suddenly went completely dry. He tried to swallow but couldn't. His eyes traveled right up her legs, all the way to her mid-thighs and he caught his breath. Hermione looked over at him, giving him a look that said to well what she was thinking. But being Hermione Granger, she had to voice her thoughts.

"I'll be out of here in a second, so if you would please tear your eyes off of me and exit the room for five bloody minutes I will be done. Then the bathroom will be yours, until then you have no business in here Malfoy" Hermione's eyes never left the mirror and she never stopped working on her make up.

"Back to our surnames then? Hermione listen about last night..."

"People make mistakes... right" Hermione smiled at him. Draco stopped and thought for a split second she was going to lighten up on him, again, his thinking was really off track that morning. "I mean, I must have been intoxicated to even kiss you" Hermione laughed. Draco narrowed his eyes, fine, done being nice then, you bitch.

"Intoxicated by my very presence. It's okay though, it's understandable, I mean, a mudblood being interested in a pureblood, if I was in your place, not that I would ever have such filthy blood running through me, I would have gone for a pureblood too. Because as we both know, only purebloods are true wizards" Draco smiled lazily as he crossed the room and turned on the shower. "Five minutes is up gryffindor, get the fuck out of my bathroom"

"Rot in hell" Hermione whispered, she grabbed her things and walked to her room.

Draco stepped into the shower after stripping and relaxed his muscles to the water. He sighed contently and shut his eyes. His mind however wandered to Hermione. What was her problem anyway, she herself knew that they couldnt be together. For them to even start kissing each other or fancing each other was a complete sign of idiocy. They'd both gone mad. He sighed as he began to soap his body. Then again, it was understandable. The electricity between the two of them was more then he himself could handle. He was actually afraid of falling in love with her. A mudblood, a person he was sworn against the very day that he took his first breath. Draco sighed, throwing a towel around his waist and stepping from the shower, he stepped out and was met by Hermione leaning over the sink grabbing a bag. Draco crossed his arms.

"Don't understand the terms of get the fuck out, do we"

"Shut up. Just getting something out of your way, you royal bastard." Hermione gave him a sweet smile with a hint of malice behind it. His heart melted at once but his eyes shielded against it. Your heart is your weakness thats what Draco's dad had always reminded him. So Draco did exactly the only thing he could think of, he grabbed Hermione's hand, put it behind her back, and pressed his lower body against her.

"Finally learning your place I see" Draco smiled at her and as she glared up at him. She looked away and then looked back at him, and spit on his face. He let go of her in disgust, wiping his face. "You disgusting wench"

"Never, ever, touch me" Hermione's eyes were on fire and Draco was about to retaliate when he thought of what she had said during potions. Her worst memory. Draco's eyes softened and Hermiones eyes showed true confusion as she stared at him. He sighed, looking away.

"Please accept my apology, we need to run though, or we'll be late for breakfast" Draco whispered. Hermione stared at him.

"About time you learned manners" She hissed and walked away. Draco stopped and looked behind him. What the bloody hell. Weren't Gryffindors suppose to be peace makers. He looked at himself in the mirror as he reached for his clothes and dressed. He threw an eyebrow up at his reflection.

"Snap out of it, for the love of merlin, she's your worst enemies best friend" Draco then threw on his Slytherin crest and pinned on his Head Boy badge. Suddenly, his personality took a swing and he became the Slytherin he was known for. He walked down the stairs and saw Hermione, tapping her foot, looking at her wizarding time teller.

"Honestly, worse then a women Malfoy"

"Ah yes, but I do look very handsome every day"

"In your fucking dreams" Hermione mumbled. Draco's perfectly elegant eyebrow shot into the air with a slight bit of laughter. Hermione looked at him "What"

"Your vocabulary Hermione, beautiful, not very lady like though. Your bitch for a mother must be so damn proud" Hermione stopped and stared at him. He turned and smirked. He took a small step away, opening his arms and pointing to himself. "You want the asshole, the slytherin, the coneiving bastard my father taught me to be" Draco hissed at her. He pointed at his Slytherin crest "The hat chose this house for a reason, Granger. It's not because I'm all soft and cuddly on the inside. You had your choice between civil, and asshole. And you chose my most pleasant side" Draco smirked. Hermione crossed her arms while walking beside him.

"I dont care what you say Draco Malfoy, I'll always remember exactly the way you looked at me" Hermione's eyes lit up and Draco took a slight step back. He almost started to smile but caught himself.

"Remember it, cherish it, because I'll never look at you that way again, love" Draco purred next to her.

"Of course, it's just the way you look at me in the morning, your eyes hot all over me, love " She smiled such a beautiful smile and walked right past him straight through the doors to the Gryffindor table. Draco stopped for a second and then began walking to the Slytherin table, he heard a first year whispering.

"Draco Malfoy that is, and that filth is Hermione Granger, she's hot but she's muggleborn, they're all bloody rumors, he would never shame his family like that, not in a million years would he go for a mudblood, no matter how tasty she appeared" Draco narrowed his eyes at the first year and walked up behind him.

"Dennis Lakseford, I dare say" Draco whispered, The first years eyes became wide as Draco talked to him. "You sure seem to know alot about me, and no matter what the Head Girl's lineage is, you must respect her, otherwise you'll lose points for Slytherin if a teacher hears you. Keep your comments for the Slytherin Common Room, shall we"

"Yes sir" Dennis whimpered. Draco smirked.

"Welcome to Hogwarts" He glared. He sauntered away and set down, as Blaise looked down at his plate. "Still peeved"

"Dumbledore, over the Lord. Have you lost your mind Draco. And I heard you, I heard what you said Draco. Who you fancy. A filthy bitch like her... your lucky I wont tell. I dont know why, but our friendship still stands and I wont throw you to the dogs but if you are thinking about following your feelings Draco, may Voldemort kill you himself." Blaise hissed at him.

"Don't worry about that mate, she hates my every characteristic, remember" Draco smiled at Blaise, almost a heartbroken smile and Blaise seemed to feel a bit sorry for his cruelness.

"Draco, she is muggleborn, your father would kill her and you in an instant" Blaise whispered.

"Thank you for that Blaise but maybe we should talk in more confined areas on such matters of importance" Draco hissed, glancing towards the usual group. Blaise nodded and stood. Draco sighed and followed pursuit, as they began to walk, Draco looked over his shoulder. "Where are you going"

"History of Magic, have different class" Goyle responded. Draco threw up an eyebrow and smirked.

"Enjoy" Draco and Blaise fell in step walking for the first time without a crowd behind them. "She's beautiful" Draco finally whispered

"Mate your heart is in the right place.. but your head..." Blaise shook his head. "think of the girl, no one would hesitate to kill her, or use her as bait, she's best friends with saint Potter."

"This fact I am harshly aware of" Draco hissed as they made their way to Advanced Magical Creatures. "And now we have class with that oaf, and with the Golden Trio, I do miss fucking with Potter though" Draco smirked.

"Glad to see your not all soft mate"

"Never Blaise" Draco smiled and then came within hearing range of the trio

"He said WHAT to you" Draco rolled his eyes when he heard Ron.

"It's no big deal Ron, really, Harry dont you dare start something with him" Hermione hissed. Draco smirked, fun, they're already pissed.

"Ah, if it isn't Potter and his best friend. Tell me Potter, when are you and Weasel getting married?" Draco smirked.

"Sod off" Ron said.

"No thanks, rather bored, I mean we do have to listen to this oaf for over an hour.."

"Hagrid, is my friend, Malfoy. And your Head Boy, don't forget YOUR place" Hermione said jumping to her feet. Draco rolled his eyes because she had a point but he stopped and smiled.

"Granger, don't forget, you need to meet me early in the common room, I do have so many... things to share with you" Draco made a distinct point of sizing her up with his eyes. Ron made to jump at him as Harry grabbed him.

"Whatever your thinking Malfoy, it'd be wise to rethink" Harry said.

"Not that it's any of your business Potter, but then again, your always involved in things that do not involve you." Draco smirked.

"Go save someone Potter, that's what your good for but oh yeah, that's right, you couldnt even save Diggory" Blaise laughed. Hermione gasped and Ron's mouth fell open while Harry stopped and looked down for a second. Draco bit his tounge, he couldnt say anything to this, not about Diggory. "What, can't speak Potter"

"Blaise, come on, class is starting, he obviously has no comeback" Draco laughed but it was fake as he pulled Blaise away. "Not cool Blaise, bring Cedric into it. Jesus, are you trying to get me in trouble for fighting"

"Good God Draco listen to yourself. What's this girl done to you. Sticking up for Potter?"

"Hell no. I'm just saying Diggory shouldnt be brought into it. It effects her too and I have to hear her bitch later"

"Draco... she's never gonna be yours" Blaise whispered touching Draco's shoulder. Draco pulled away hard.

"Wasn't it you who said Slytherin's get everything they want" Draco smiled at Blaise who opened his mouth, sighed, and got quiet again. Draco shut his eyes, he was too far gone for his own good.