Hermione groaned feeling herself wake up. Her head was hurting like hell and she didn't want to even open her eyes. She could feel herself drift back to sleep into the two strong arms that were wrapped around her.

Wait what? No no, she had broken up with Ron, who was this?

She opened her eyes quickly and scanned around the room. This wasn't her room but it was vaguely familiar. Dark blue blankets, dark wood furniture, she has definitely been here before.

She felt lips on the back side of her neck and froze. She glanced back at the stranger and she felt herself want to throw up.

No, this couldn't be. How did this happen?

She quickly got dressed and ran down the stairs trying to find her wand or a potion to help her head.

Suddenly the front door opened revealing a ginger, it was Ginny. Ginny scowled, "of course you are here. Such a good friend you are."

Hermione groaned at her pounding head, "I don't-"

Ginny glared at her, "don't play dumb." She tossed her the paper, "you know exactly what you did. You know what, just have him. I don't want to see either one of you again."

Hermione wanted to burry herself alive when she looked down at the newspaper. The headline read HERMIONE STEALS THE CHOSEN ONE YET AGAIN
She looked over at the picture, it was her and Harry kissing at a party. How drunk did she get?

Against her better judgement she went to wake up Harry. When she opened the door he was sitting on the bed, already dressed but he had a painful expression on his face. "Hermione? What are you doing here?"

Hermione felt dizzy, she held herself up with the help of the wall. Harry rushed to help her but she put her hand up stopping him, "please Harry, don't."

Harry sat down on the sofa and looked over at the newspaper. He read it quickly, "No. No, this... This isn't us. What happened?"

Hermione stumbled to the kitchen ignoring his question to grab a glass of water. She not only kissed her best friend the night before but she woke naked in his bed. She wanted to scream.

Harry went over to her, "hey its alright, we'll figure it out. Breathe."

He touched her shoulder gently, both received bolts of electricity. Neither one of them knew what happened but their lips locked like someone was making them do it.

Hermione felt herself being pushed back to the bed, when did she get there?

Harry couldn't stop his hands from wondering across her body, Hermione arched to his touch.

They fit perfectly like two puzzle pieces meant to be. Both perfect for each other, in sinc with one another.

Harry laid back down next to her. Both snapped from the trance. Hermione groaned in frustration, "this can't be happening."

"oh lord, I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened, please I-"

Hermione slid away from him, "don't. Just shut up. This is some sort of hex and if you touch me it'll probably happen again and I'm quite tired. Be a dear and bring me the news paper whilst I get cleaned up, again."

Hermione got in the shower and got dressed again. She couldn't believe what was happening to her. First Ron and her end things, he gets a new girlfriend, then Harry and her have sex... Twice now. Her brain was going to explode.

When she finished getting dressed up she went to Harry for the newspaper. Harry stood back nervously. "You look over that and I'll prepare us something to eat."

Hermione read over the newspaper, there was no other hint. She looked at the picture doint a spell to magnify the image. She looked around the picture when a plate with a sandwich slid over to her, " thanks. " She took a bite and continued examining the picture.

There was a a nock at the door, "I'll go." Harry said and walked over to the door. "Ron!"

Ron smiled, "Now I'm not happy about what you and Hermione did to my sister but I know there's more to it. Ginny doesn't want to hear it but I do."

Harry blushed, "come on."

They walked to the kitchen. Ron greeted Hermione with a kiss in the cheek, Hermione frowned. "so it's only with Harry, that's weird."

Ron raised an eyebrow, "pardon?"

Hermione shook her head, "I'm sure this is a hex."

Ron nodded slowly and looked at the picture of his two friends kissing. He wanted to kill and help them. "Now I may not be as clever as you mione but I would recognize that blond hair anywhere."

Hermione looked over at where Ron was pointing, Malfoy. "I think we need to visit a certain co-worker of mine."

Ron nodded, "I'll let you two handle this, I don't need to be wrapped up in drama but both will have to explain yourselves for this." He apparated away.

"I think it's best we apperate separately." Harry said.

Hermione nodded, "we don't want to repeat what happened."

Harry nodded, "I'll see you there then."