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Caught With The Bad Boy

(In this one Hermione is the headgirl and Draco is the headboy so therefore they share a dorm.)

Hermione's POV

My lips feel so good pressed up against his. His as in Draco Malfoys. I know he was my enemy for a while but he apologized and things have been good ever since then. We got into a relationship, but of course, Harry and Ron would not approve so they don't know. Techinally, no one knows. In fact, Harry and Ron believe that me and Draco are still enemies, because we act like it in public, but here, in our dorm, our bedroom, things are completely different. I'm lightly tugging his hair as he kisses me roughly. His strong arms are wrapped protectively around me. "Miss Granger, you have visiters," the lady on our painting door announces. "Shit!" I yell. "I'm sorry Draco, we'll have to continue this later," I say as I get off the bed. "It's okay," he says forgivingly. "Who is it?" I ask. "Harry and Ron," the lady replies. I roll my eyes. I start to leave the bedroom when Draco speaks up. "You're not going out there in that, are you?" He asks. I look down at myself. Right, I forgot, I'm only in my underwear and bra. I open a random drawer and pull out one of Draco's shirts. I put it on, it's like a dress to me. "Is that better?" I ask, looking at Draco. "Yes, much better," he says, smirking. He thinks I look good in his shirts. I roll my eyes and exit the bedroom, closing the door behind me. I walk over to the door where Harry and Ron are waiting on the other side. "Open," I demand to the painted lady. The door opens and I'm face to face with a smiling Ron and Harry. Their eyes immediately look over my outfit. "What are you wearing?" Ron asks, giving me a weird look. "A shirt," I reply smartly. "But who's shirt?" Harry asks. "My dads," I lie. "When did you get a shirt from your dad?" Ron asks. "For Christmas, I brought it to Hogwarts because I really liked it," I lie again."Why does it have a Slytherin colored tie?" Ron asks, raising an eyebrow. Damn it, they're catching on. I didn't even pay attention to the shirt. Damn it Draco, why did this shirt have to be on top? "Those are my dads favorite colors," I say. "Uh huh, sure, we totally believe you," Ron says sarcastically. "Damn it Ron, if you don't believe me just tell me, don't be sarcastic about it," I say, obviously annoyed. "Okay then, we don't believe you," Ron corrects himself. "You're obviously in a secret relationship with someone from Slytherin," Harry says. Ron nods in agreement. I blush hard. "I am not," I try to say calmly. "Don't deny it," Ron says, smirking. I roll my eyes. "Wait, doesn't she share this dorm with a Slytherin?" Ron asks Harry. "Ah, yes she does," Harry says. I really hope he doesn't know who. "Who?" Ron asks curiously, assuming Harry knows. "I believe she shares this dorm with Draco Malfoy," Harry states. "Am I correct?" He asks, turning to me. "Um...yes..." I stammer, blushing way too much. Damn it Hermione, you just gave it away. "Um, Hermione, why are you blushing?" Ron asks. "Blushing? What no," I stammer. I lift the tie of the shirt up in attempt to cover my face. "Harry look!" Ron yells, pointing at something on me. "Aha!" Harry yells. "What?" I ask, letting go of the tie. "When you lifted the tie, it said a name, the owners name, we're assuming," Ron says, crossing his arms. "And what did it say?" I ask. "Draco Malfoy," Ron says rudely. I sigh. "So, is it him that you're dating?" Harry asks, crossing his arms now too. I look down at my feet. "Yes," I mutter. "How could you Hermione! He's our enemy!" Ron yells. "Well, we could start new, and try to be friends," Draco interupts from behind me. "Curse you!" Ron yells as he pulls out his wand and points it at Draco. "Ron no!" I yell. "Hermione sweetie, it's okay," Draco says confidently. Draco approaches Ron and uses his index finger to lower Ron's wand. "You know that you're too scared to hurt me," Draco states. Ron sighs. "Did you put some love potion on her or something?" Ron asks harshly. "Of course not, I'm not that evil," Draco replies innocently. "So why did Hermione just randomly fall in love with you after you teased her for a few years?" Ron asks. "I apologized about being rude to her," Draco says honestly. "That's all it took?" Ron asks, surprised. "Yeah, I guess," Draco says, turning to me. I nod. "Wow," Harry says after being silent for a while. "Why!?" Ron asks as he runs out of the room, crying. "What's wrong with him?" I ask Harry. He shrugs and leaves also, without saying a word. "Well, they handled that well," Draco jokes as he stands next to me and wraps an arm around my waist. "Yep, they sure did," I jokingly agree, laughing. He laughs along with me.

Draco's POV

Hermione Granger is tugging on my hair while I kiss her roughly. My arms are wrapped strongly around her. I'm about to deepen the kiss when a familiar voice interupts. "Miss Granger, you have visiters," the voice, which belongs to the lady on our painted door says. "Shit!" Hermione yells. "I'm sorry Draco, we'll have to continue this later," she says as she gets off the bed. "It's okay," I say understandingly. "Who is it?" She asks the painted lady. "Harry and Ron," the lady replies. I notice Hermione roll her eyes. She starts to leave the room but I stop her. "You're not going out there in that, are you?" I ask. She looks down at her nearly naked self. She opens one of my drawers and pulls out one of my shirts. She puts it on, it's huge on her, but at least it covers her up. "Is that better?" She asks, looking at me. "Yes, much better," I reply, smirking. I love it when she wears my shirts. She looks adorable in them. She rolls her eyes and leaves the room, closing the door behind her. I get out of the bed and put my pants and shirt on. I give my hair a quick comb too. I approach the door cautiously and open it a crack. Good, they can't see me from here. I sneak out of the room and leave the door open so I don't make any noise. Then I come up with a brilliant idea. Even though I'll hate it, I'll turn myself into a ferret that way I can sneak around easier and quieter. I pull my wand out and and mutter the spell I need to transform. Everything suddenly becomes bigger. And my wand is ferret size. It's been so long since I've been a ferret. *shivers* I walk around, only hearing bits and pieces of their conversation. "How could you Hermione! He's our enemy!" I hear Ron yell. I turn back into human form and approach them. "Well, we could start new, and try to be friends," I say. "Curse you!" Ron yells as he pulls out his wand and points it at me. "Ron no!" Hermione yells. "Hermione sweetie, it's okay," I say confidently. I approach Ron and lower his wand with my index finger. "You know that you're too scared to hurt me," I simply state, as if it's a fact. Ron sighs. "Did you put some love potion on her or something?" Ron asks rudely. "Of course not, I'm not that evil," I say innocently. "So why did Hermione just randomly fall in love with you after you teased her for a few years?" Ron asks. "I apologized about being rude to her," I say honestly. "That's all it took?" Ron asks, surprised. "Yeah, I guess," I say, turning to Hermione. She nods. "Wow," Harry says, he's been pretty quiet during this conversation. "Why?!" Ron yells as he flees the room, crying. "What's wrong with him?" Hermione asks Harry. He shrugs and leaves, staying silent. "Well, they handled that well," I joke as I stand behind Hermione and wrap an arm around her waist. "Yep, they sure did," she agrees jokingly, laughing. I laugh along with her. I love moments like these with the love of my life, Hermione Jean Granger.

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