'How could Ron do this? Why would he do this? And right after I had lost my virginity with him, he decides to "come clean" and reveal that he's been banging that SKANK, Lavender!' I thought while I was lying on my bed, in our head dorm. "Our" being Malfoy and myself… I sigh out loud since there is no one to hear me. Draco Malfoy; he was a total git, but he could be really nice if he knew that you were loyal to him. Nothing like Ron… I put my head in my arms and begin sobbing again.

"What's your problem, Mudblood?" I look up to see a smirking, six- foot tall, white- blonde, arse-hole standing by my door.

"Sod off, Malfoy. I don't feel like talking to you. In fact, I never feel like talking to you so get out of my room!" I shout at him. He remains calm, and raises an eye brow at me, only to infuriate me even more.

"I don't believe you control me, Granger, so I'll get out whenever I want. Besides, what did I do to you?" I start crying again, because in truth, he didn't do anything. I just lashed out on him because of that insufferable git, Ron.

"It has nothing to do with you, Dra- Malfoy," I can't believe I almost called him Draco! Out loud!

"Okay, then. What's wrong?" Wow. He actually sounds sincere… Hermione! This is the kid who always called you a Mudblood! The one you punched in the nose in third year! But then again… no! Merlin, I just can't make up my fucking mind today, can I? Aw, what the hell, why not?

"It was R-ron. He ch-cheated on m-me," I stammer. Draco comes over and sits on the edge of my bed and places his hand on my shoulder.

"What happened?" Oh, gods, Draco's voice was so silky and … beautiful. I guess I'll tell.

"It was the day after Ron had finally convinced me to have sex with him, I didn't want to, but he said he would leave me if-"

"Wait a second. You aren't a virgin anymore all because of that Weasel?" Was it just me, or did Draco's eyes suddenly darken? And his fists… were they clenched when he sat beside me? Oh, screw it; you need to answer his question, Hermione. I just shake my head no and continue telling him what happened.

"So then I walked into the library when I heard two people, but Pince wasn't shutting them up, so I figured that she wasn't there. Then I heard Ron's voice yelling out Lavender's name… I won't tell you the details, but I saw them and-"My voice cracks and Malfoy pulls me into a hug, surprising the crap out of me. Since when does Draco hug anyone? Oh, well. I like it, Ron's never done anything like this unless he was trying to get me to sleep with him. Draco whispers in my ear.

"We should get back at him," He says instantly. I think of putting a hex on him… I don't know…

"Malfoy, I don't think we should curse him…" I trail off.

"No, no! I don't mean that, I'm talking about. Well, never mind, I don't think that you would like it," Wait, yes I do!

"Just tell me, Dra-Malfoy," I sigh.

"Okay… just promise that you won't yell at me," I press my face even closer into his chest.

"I won't yell, just tell me,"

"Okay, you and I could pretend to go out with each other, you know, act like we're in love and stuff. You could even eat lunch at the Slytherin table and stuff… I would kiss you in the Great Hall and hug you. Especially in front of Potty and Weaselbee," Good idea… Wait! Look at his face! He's so nervous! Just think, the Slytherin Sex God nervous for the Gryffindor Golden Girl!

"I like it, Malfoy, except the eating at the Slytherin table part…" His face falls, then perks back up.

"Could I sit at your table, Hermione?" He just used my FIRST NAME!

"Erm, sure, Draco, why the fu- heck shouldn't you?" I can't believe I almost cussed out loud! Draco raises his eye brow again.

"Did the "smartest witch of our time" just cuss?" Great; the famous Malfoy smirk,

"No! I didn't CUSS at you! I just…"

"Almost cussed at me?" He smirks at me again. I sigh and move to get up, but he hugs me tighter. "I'm, uh, I'm sorry, Hermione, I didn't mean it…"

"No, I shouldn't have freaked out over something stupid… Did you mean it?"

"About us teaching Ron a lesson? Well, of course!" My heart soars and I plant a kiss on his cheek.

"Thank you so much, Draco! I'll do anything for you! This was really nice of you," I think of what I just did, and blush and start to apologize for the kiss, but he hold up his hand.

"No, it's fine. Have to stay in character, remember? Goodnight, Hermione,"

"Goodnight, Draco," We were gonna KILL Ron.

…

When I wake up, I feel refreshed. I'm not normal, boring Hermione Granger anymore. I would be the hottest girl anyone ever saw. I got out of bed and out on a hot pink bra, my white blouse (which made the bra TOTALLY visible) and my skirt that I altered by magic to be four inches shorter, and finally I put some silver pumps with a medium- sized heel to complete the outfit. I placed my robe on, but left it open for people to see. The results were amazing.

"Is that Hermione Granger?" I heard a few girls whispering.

"Man, she's hot! Never knew she had a body," Came a couple of guy's voices. Then I spotted him. Not Ron, Merlin forbid, but Draco Malfoy. He saw me and walked over with a swagger that was very hot, to be honest. When we met each other, he grabbed my hips and placed a kiss on my lips. As soon as we ended the kiss, all hell broke loose. Some girls were crying, and others just couldn't believe their eyes. But most (Slytherins and Gryffindors, to be exact) bombarded us with questions like, 'how could you do this, 'Mione?' or 'I can't believe you, Draco!' But we just calmly walked to breakfast, grabbed some pumpkinjuice and a muffin and sat down at the Gryffindor table.

"What the hell, 'Mione? Why are you with this, this thing?" I turned around and saw Ron standing there, his face as red as his hair.

"You have some NERVE, Weasel!" All of the houses go silent. No one has ever heard me say a derogatory name about someone other than the Slytherins. But that's not all I have to say to him. "I loved you, Weaselbee, and then I catch you banging that SKANK, Lavender! You say that you love me, and then you go and fuck another girl!" If I said all was silent that would be an understatement. You could hear a pin drop. Never have I ever said Weaselbee or skank or fuck. Ron stared at me.

"What the hell have you become? Cussing, calling me Weasel. It was Malfoy, wasn't it! He's changed you, hasn't he?" I look at Draco, who has stood up behind me, and is now glaring at Ron.
"If you ever talk to, speak to, stand next to, or touch, I will personally make you sorry that you were ever born." With that he takes my hand and starts pulling me out when Ron stops him.

"You don't touch her! You don't deserve her! For all we know, you could be a Death Eater!" Draco slowly turns around, a look of rage on his face. He doesn't say anything, but he DOES pull his fist back and punch Ron so hard in the face that he sinks to his knees in pain.

"Let's go, Draco," I demand him, kissing his mouth. He sighs and slips an arm around me, leading us out of the room. Everyone was staring at us. This could be a fun year…

All right, this is my VERY FIRST Harry Potter fan-fic, so PLEASE review! I want to know what people think! O_O- Victoria Cavanaugh