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Long time, no update, huh. Sorry once again. I wouldn't be surprised if you all hit me on the head with a large hammer. Hey, this is the slut chapter! The one you have all been waiting for!

But I need to get to the point. Today is my anniversary of when I joined FANFICTION! One year of fanfiction! I feel so proud... I want to cry. Haha. But seriously... Leave a review since it's my anniversary.

Oh and by the way, some of you might find this chappie slightly disturbing... very disturbing...

Dedication: Jeffrey and Kayne from Project Runway. You two are so cool. I love Jeffrey better though. And to everyone who lost their lives on September 11, 2001.

Note: I have to use the 8's as dividers since the ruler isn't working my computer today...

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Draco was patiently waiting at the Slytherin table. Today, Hermione Granger, the bookworm of all bookworms, would be a slut. He snickered at the thought. Seeing a big entrance from Hermione was not something he count on though. Probably she would just act like a slut. Maybe she didn't have to have a good entrance.

Finally, the room lights dimmed and the Great Hall became chatty.

Escorted by Ginny, Hermione came walking down to the Gryffindor table.

Needless to say, she did look like a slut.

Her skirt had been cut so short it looked like underwear, her tee-shirt had shrunk a few sizes, her nails were painted fire red, and she wore a glossy coat of lip gloss.

For once, she had on gold eyeshadow for her Gryffindor pride, a large amount of blush, some brown eyeliner, and her eyelashes had gotten so big from her mascara.

Hermione Granger was now most boys' definitions of "hot".

Seductively smiling to all the boys, she sat right in between Harry and Ron, unfortunately right by Seamus.

"Stunning..." Draco thought to himself but then quickly reminded himself that she was just like this for a dare, she wasn't supposed to be that attractive.

At the end of lunch, everyone was buzzing about how much of a slut Hermione had became. The girls gossiped angrily, since all the guys were all over her.

Seamus seemed to have been getting envious, since he was paying so much attention to Hermione's cleavage than his new girlfriend, Lavender. Lavender seemed to have noticed as well, her temper with Hermione skyrocketing.

But Hermione wasn't doing anything interesting yet.

During Potions, Draco found everyone an annoyance since everyone was asking about his "gay days". Sometimes, he just wanted to shove his wand up their asses.

While Snape was reading in some dumb potion book, Hermione was giving out little pieces of parchment to most of the guys in the class, being as quiet as mouse so Snape wouldn't look up from his book.

Finally she came his way, and slipped him a scrap of paper, which had a strong perfume scent to it. Before she turned the other way, she winked at him suggestively, and sauntered away, swaying her hips.

Scanning the paper, he learned that Hermione seemed to be having a...little party in the Head's Common Room.

Would he be going? Of course.

Getting back to making his potion with his mindless goons, Crabbe and Goyle, he found it hard to concentrate when he was thinking about what Hermione was up to.

But for now, he had to focus on the mishap his eyes had adverted to.

Professor Snape had caught Hermione in the act of engaging in social activity, when she was supposed to be working on her potion with the idiotic prats that she called chums, Harry and Ron.

"Miss Granger, you know that you aren't supposed to be socializing in this classroom. Explain why you have wandered away from your group to slack off," Snape snarled.

Hermione glared, but then suddenly sprouted her seductive look on her face.

"Merlin, she better not flirt with that nasty greaseball," mumbled Draco as the whole class stared at her.

She strolled to Snape's desk and pushed her self up against it.

"Serverus, surely you will forgive me for just getting off task, right?" She asked, staring into his endlessly cold eyes.

The Professor twitched.

"Miss Granger, this kind of behavior is not tolerated in my classroom," he said strictly.

"I'd make out with you for your forgiveness..." she said, giggling.

Gasps from the whole class were released, and girls whispered like crazy.

"You know you haven't gotten any in a while!" exclaimed Dean. "No wait, you know you haven't gotten any at all!"

Boys cracked up and made more jokes about Snape.

"Virgin lips!" Seamus shouted, his friends laughing up a storm.

"Be quiet everyone! Miss Granger, this is totally unacceptable, I think Dumbledore is going to have a little talk with you if you keep this up!" said Snape, exasperated with all the jokes and laughter the students were causing.

"No, nothing is unacceptable. Not even this," Hermione stated, as she grabbed Ron and started to make out with him.

Everyone stood, gaping at Hermione and Ron.

"Merlin, that girl has some nerve!" Draco commented, standing up to start applauding them. Soon, everyone followed and the whole class was full of clapping.

Meanwhile, Snape was going ballistic, and decided to run out of the classroom, searching for Dumbledore.

Around five minutes later, Dean volunteered, and Hermione happily accepted and began to make out with him.

"She is really turning out to be a big slut," Draco admitted.

It was true, and one of the best parts of the day was watching Seamus getting envious over all the attention Hermione had been getting.

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Later that night before Hermione's party, Draco and Hermione sat in the Common Room for truth. They cast the truth spell, and Hermione began to ask the first question.

"So what do you think of me being a slut?" she asked, laughing at herself.

"I think it's kind of nice that you aren't such a goody-good for once," he stated.

"So... do you think that I'm hot?" she said in between giggles.

"Yes..." he mumbled. "Shut up."

She chuckled lightly and asked the next question.

"Then would you make out with me?"

"Not in this lifetime," he replied.

The platinum blonde smirked as he began to think of a question.

"Were you actually going to make-out with that greaseball if he let you?" Draco asked.

"Heavens no," she said, sighing in relief.

"Well... do you really like being a slut?" he asked again.

"Not really, I really like that attention, but this goes totally against my morals," Hermione admitted.

"For your four slut days, do you think that you will ever try to make a move on me?" Draco asked for the last time.

"Yes, but not because I wanted to" Hermione blurted out. "I have to go get ready for the party, so bye."

Hermione uncasted the truth spell and scurried over to her room.

Draco smirked.

"Stupid woman."

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A couple of minutes later, people were filling up the Common Room, talking loudly.

Soon enough, Hermione entered the room, looking as slutty as she should be.

It looked like a dumpster dumped red all over her eyelids and lips, it also seemed like there was a little road along the bottom of her eyelids, and her clumpy mascara made her eyelashes look like big potato sacks that poked out from her eye.

Her outfit consisted of a short mini skirt, which if the wind blew, the whole world would be able to see her little red underwear... or maybe her little red thong, and a short red tank top with little rhinestones.

Total slutage.

Hermione flirted and giggled with all the boys that wanted her attention. Some of the girls were acting huffily around Hermione, but Hermione didn't care since she hated a lot of the girls that she invited.

Both Harry and Ron weren't aware that this was all a joke since she hadn't got to tell them but she planned to tell them soon.

Pulling them aside, Hermione spoke to them about the whole joke and told them to play along. They understood, and began to flirt with her like every other guy in the Common Room.

"How about a game of Suck and Blow?" Hermione suggested, holding up an ace.

Everyone nodded in agreement. Boys trying sitting next to Hermione instead of the other girls, but she ended up sitting next to Draco and Dean. Dean seemed to be in the happy-go-lucky mood, probably since he got to sit next to Hermione.

Ginny had the card first, and she cautiously passed it to the shy Neville who carefully passed it to Luna, who then carried the card to Seamus. Seamus took the card and purposely dropped it while trying to give it to Lavender, and then they shared what it looked to be a mind-blowing kiss. Giggly Lavender passed it to Ron, who slowly gave the card to Parvati, and the hyper Pervert dropped the card because she kept laughing trying to give it to Draco. Draco gently planted a kiss on her lips, and began to pass the card to Hermione, who immediately dropped the card before it reached Dean. They shared a short but passionate kiss and Dean looked like as if he was on cloud nine. The card then went from Dean's mouth to Padma's and was then transferred to Harry's safely.

This game continued for about a half an hour longer. A flustered Neville pecked Luna on the lips, Seamus and Lavender started making out, Dean and Hermione made-out also, and the same went for him and Padma. Harry and Ginny shared a long kiss, but denied any having any feelings for each other.

Now the game was almost over and the Draco was giving the card to Hermione. As predictable as it is, the card fell out of his mouth. But, what was totally unexpected was that Hermione hurriedly bent down and saved the card from hitting the ground. Everybody was appalled from the great save, but Hermione acted like nothing happened and gracefully passed it over to Dean.

After a while, the partiers grew tired and all went to bed, the last people their were obviously Draco and Hermione, who were cleaning all of the rubbish on the ground that was left from the party.

"I guess someone knows how to throw a party," Draco commented as he picked up his last piece of trash.

"Yeah sure, but I haven't thrown a party in forever. Ginny helped me with most of it," Hermione told him.

"Hey, isn't it your birthday tomorrow?" Draco asked.

"Yep."

"Are you having a party?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Am I invited?"

Hermione laughed.

"Fine, you can. I guess you are going to have a gay old time."

"Hey, I'm not even pretending to be gay anymore. Wait... why are why being so civil to each other today?"

"I dunno. But you will always be the same old haughty ferret."

"And you will always be the same goody-good bookworm, Granger."

"Shut up Malfoy."

"Why don't you?"

"Whatever you little prat. G'night Malfoy."

"G'night, Granger."

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Thanks for reading the chappie. Before I update again, I want more reviews. At least 17, because last time I wrote 4,000 freaking words and only got like 14 reviews. On other effortless chappies, I got more. This confuses me. I think I'm getting a little grumpy today... Next chappie will be about Hermione's birthday party! Horray!

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