Draco P.O.V.

"So, do you think he's a bottom, or a top?" I ask Hermione.
"Oh, definitely a bottom. Ginny drags him around by his balls daily."
"Well. Maybe I will take a crack at it."
"Oh god Dray, don't start with the butt jokes."
"But their always an ass cracker"
"You're really scraping the bottom of the barrel." I definitely love this girl. Wait no not that way you freaks. I mean like a sister. If you'd told me last year I would have a mud blood as a sister, I would have hexed you so hard you would fear even my smile. But now that I actually know her, she's awesome.

At breakfast we kept eyeing each other because Harry was making out with Ginny's again and we were making faces. Until Ron noticed and scowled at me, then hit Hermione's hand. She blushed and grinned at me and I put on my Slytherin mask and sneered because some at my table were looking at me. Hermione understood and winked, and pointed at Harry.
"Talk to him"
she mouthed. I sighed and got up and walked into an empty classroom, that Hermione told me to go to yesterday for when she sends Harry my way. Surely enough, Harry walked in looking all confused, then he saw me and rolled his eyes and went to leave.
"No wait. Potter sit down."
"What? Why. I would rather feed a blast ended screwt."
"Well Hermione sent you here because she wants me to talk to you."
"Well no thanks. Good bye Malfoy." I groaned and let him leave.
God damn Hermione.

Harry P.O.V.
"Malfoy. Seriously?" I asked Hermione.
"Yes Harry. Seriously. He's not that bad. Just in the wrong place at the wrong time, in the most peer pressured house he could be in."
"But why would I have to talk to him?" Ron was completely ignoring us. Just shovelling food into his mouth. "I HATE him."
"But he, doesn't hate you."
"You sure about that? Don't you remember Potter Stinks? And Buck beak? Or maybe you forgot he made our school lives a living hell whenever he was around. He LOVED the basilisk killing muggle borns, and now you are his FRIEND?"
"As I said. Peer pressure. Wrong place wrong time. We study together he's nice."
"How do you know he's not just trying to get in your pants?"
Hermione snorted. "Yeah that's not happening" she left the great hall. I wonder what she meant by that? She's very pretty.

I am sitting on the staircase waiting for Ginny. If I don't she'll get mad, and I don't want her to be mad. I don't particularly enjoy kissing, but it's all she wants to do when we aren't studying or playing quidditch. (A/n I can't spell sorry) she strides up the stares and points at me while pouting seductively. I stand up and pull her down but she pushes me back and sits in my lap. Her fingers push into my hair and it feels amazing but as soon as she starts to kiss me I just feel hot. Nothing else but hot and the inside of her hot sticky mouth that tastes like butter bear. I don't und stand why people love kissing so much. Ginny grabs my hand and puts it over her chest. I feel her smallish boobs and I just don't get the big deal. Wow lumps of fat on your chest. Don't feel weird at all. She moves her right hand down into my pants and I feel a shiver. She's almost at my asshole and it terrifies me that I want her to go further. What? Seriously? Yuck. Gross. Why would I want that? Arrrrg. Just focus on Ginny. Her red hair is long and gets easily tangled and in the way. I wish she would cut it off. I find myself picturing her with a very short hair, gelled backwards against her head, all flat and too much gel but I like it. Hmmm. She would definitely make a good blonde. I picture her with the hair and oh god it's Malfoy's hair. I stop kissing and she looks at me weirdly.
"I um. Just realised I have to study for potions. I'm only getting an A and I need an O." I stand up quickly and run upstairs to the Gryffindor common room. "Cherry Gorgan" I say to the Fat Lady and I enter the room. So much red. I run to my dorm and put up a privacy curtain around my bed and strain to think. Think. What am I thinking about? I don't know, how would I know? Well you're me? Well so are you and you don't know." Oh I guess so. Arrrg why am I confusing myself. I swear to.. To whatever. Arrrg.
"Harry, Harry, what's wrong? Hey I can here you sobbing." Whispered Hermione.
I was sobbing? How did I not notice. "Um I don't actually know Hermione." I choke out. She opens the curtain and sits on the bed with me. She smiles a little and gives me a hug. She closes the curtain back up and she puts a silencing spell on it.
"Okay. tell me everything. No judgements, just between you and me."
"I was kissing Ginny... Again. And as always it wasn't that great because I don't like kissing. But I started to think about how she would look better with short hair and then I started to picture her with short hair all gelled back so it wouldn't be all tangled and long, but then I thought she'd look nice with blonde and Arrrg I pictured her with MALFOY's hair. ARRG I don't know what is happening to me."
Hermione put her arm around me
"Maybe you should talk to Draco."
"MALFOY!? How could HE help?"
"Just talk to him for me okay?"
"Fine. But if it doesn't work I'm going to just pretend it never happened."
"As long as you promise to talk to him."
"Okay. But I still don't think someone who hates me can help me."
"He knows. And he doesn't hate you. He's just envious of you."