Draco Malfoy had his share of fights, and they weren't all at school. So he easily counterattacked Harry Potter, as he was holding him to the wall by the throat, and managed to maneuver him so that the Gryffindor's chest would be pressed on the cold stone instead.

'I could be asking you the same thing, Potter. What are you doing here! You're supposed to be in your common r-'

'And why should I be there?' Harry asked. But it was very uncomfortable in this position. Malfoy had somehow managed to press his head onto the wall as well as his whole front body. 

Because I was going to Imperio you into killing Dumbledore. 'Nothing.'

'My ass, Malfoy! I know you're planning something and I-'

'Are you not wearing shoes?' Malfoy asked. He was looking down with his brows set.

'No...'

'Hmm. Not surprised.' Malfoy shrugged.

'Wait, what do you mean "not surprised"?' Harry asked, struggling to get out of his iron grip.

'It's just... not surprising,' Malfoy smirked.

Harry was fed the f up. He finally managed to push the Slytherin off his body, then he bent down to retrieve his cloak.

'It's just not surprising,' Harry mimicked in a high pitched voice.

'Hey! I do not talk like that!' Malfoy was getting heated. 'Y- You talk like that! Oh crap.'

Harry and Draco heard footsteps. They didn't care who it was, they just both knew that they had to get the hell out before getting caught.

As Harry was putting on his invisibility cloak, Malfoy headed back to the Slytherin Common Room saying, 'You're lucky Potter. So very lucky.' And he left.

Hmph. We'll see about that. Harry thought. He wanted to know who else was roaming the halls and making such loud footsteps. That is exactly why I don't wear shoes when sneaking around in the castle. But it didn't take long for the stumper to be found. It was Blaise Zabini, rushing towards the Dungeons. Harry was almost positive he heard Zabini mutter, 'Malfoy... Unbelievable... Ditching me like that... Asstown.'

-

The Next Day
The Great Hall
7:56 am

'Other than sneaking around, I just don't think they were doing something wrong.' Hermione shrugged, plucking a grape from the bundle.

'I'm telling you. Malfoy, Parkinson, and Zabini were all out of their dorm rooms doing who-knows-what and you still believe that they're not doing anything-'

'We also were out of bed to be quite frank.' Hermione pointed out.

'He literally told me, and I quote, "You're lucky Potter. Real lucky," before leaving!' Harry grabbed another pudding. 'And didn't you catch Pansy right outside of Dumbledore's office?

'Yes. I told you already. She was just staring or something. Doing nothing wrong. I was just pushing her buttons by technically forcing her to come with me back to the prefect's place.

'Why are you defending them?'

'I'm not! I'm just... reasonable.'

'Why do you want to tutor him so bad then?'

'I don't but-'

'Good. That's all I needed to hear. Tell Malfoy today that you can't tutor him anymore-'

'But-'

'No buts Hermione. I want you to be safe.'

Hermione let out a groan, 'Fine I'll tell him. But I'm telling you, I don't think anything suspicious is going on. I think you're just delusional.'

'In your dreams.'

-

'Soooo,' Blaise started, 'what's new?'
It wasn't like he was trying to fill in the raging gap of awkward silence between his friends or anything. Pfff.

'What isn't new, Zabini? The plan didn't work and now I'm pretty sure Potter and Granger are onto us.'

'My real concern was how they knew where to be and at the right time.'

'I don't know,' Draco said, running his hands through his hair, 'it just doesn't make sense. we were so careful.'

'I think it was just a total coincidence.' Pansy said confidently, "I mean their totally fucking right? just imagine. Potter with his invisibility cloak, goes to see Granger in the middle of the-'

'stop talking right now, before I throw up. Look, it doesn't matter at this point how they knew. What matters now is that they now know. And what they could do about it.'

'Whatever it is, Draco,' Pansy said, slowly sliding her hand up his arm, and whispered, 'just know I'll be here for you. Whatever you want.'

Blaise was mid drinking when he spit out his pumpkin juice. Then he started coughing vigorously.

Draco sighed and took Pansy's hand off his arm. 'You just mouth-sprayed Crabbe, Zabini. Way to go.'

Blaise was still coughing so Draco was uncertain if he even heard him. So instead of repeating himself, he groaned and put both elbows on the table and head to his hands.

-

A couple hours later
Library

Hermione knew it was lunchtime but she very much preferred to eat in the library today. She didn't want to get another round of 'don't trust Malfoy,' by Harry, again. 

She made a deal with herself that if she did talk to Harry that day, she would avoid mentioning that words, "Draco," or "Malfoy," or even "tutor". 

But to Hermione,  eating in the library wasn't a big deal to eat her lunch in. In fact, she quite enjoyed being there very much. 

Hermione wanted to get to work right away... or shall we say: get to reading right away. But here's the thing about dorming in a school: you don't pack lunch. 

So after putting her bag down in a far corner of the library, claiming her territory, she headed for the Great Hall to get a plate with some food. 

'If I see Malfoy, I'm telling him the tutoring is off!' Hermione thought to herself as she quickly rushed off.

-

'You said what to Pansy?!' Draco shrieked to Blaise, who was laughing way too hard. They were in an empty hallway, so Draco felt that he had the freedom to yell at his friend. 

'I said that you wanted to meet up-' before Blaise could finish, he burst into a new sheet of laughter.

'yes,' he hissed, 'you said that already. but what did you tell her after?' Draco was resisting the urge to smack his best mate, it was hard and tempting though, brownie points for that. 'To do what exactly?'

'To f-f-f-HAAAAA,' Blaise was now rolling on the floor laughing. Draco didn't need Zabini to finish the word.

'you're impossible, you know that Zabini? Impossi-frickin-ble.' Draco said to him as he turned around and left.

'Waiiii were are you HAAHAHA going?'

'Anywhere but here,' the Slytherin called behind his shoulder. 'You have to tell Pansy that it was a joke that you told her! That I'm not actually going to hook up with her or anything.'

Blaise replied in more tears of amusement.

Draco turned around and walked backwards as he called out, 'and then to tell her to fuck off- oh shit.'

Turning the corridor, Malfoy just knew who it was. He quickly turned back around to get away from Her. 

But it was almost like fate that when he turned around Pansy was there, headed his way. 

He was in a sandwich. Pansy was one way and She was the other.

So out of being Pansy-Intolerant, he changed course once more and headed towards Her direction.

-

Pansy wasn't stupid; at least that's what she thought. She knew that Malfoy saw her, but he decided to turn around, so his back was facing her.

'Ugh he's such a tease, I know he wants to get with me and all but is this really necessary?'  She asked herself as she chased after him. 

-

'ohmygawd get this bitch away from me. I hope she doesn't think I'm taking her somewhere too- Draco almost gagged mid-thought, 'I have to get rid of her... And I know just the way.'

Draco realized that Blaise has gotten up from the floor, due to the added company of the two girls in the hall, but he was still snickering loudly. 

And Draco almost ran to Her. Instead, he walked really fast to Her and grabbed both of Her hands as he pulled Her into a kiss.

-

One second Hermione is walking, the next, Draco Malfoy is kissing her. 

It was so quiet in the room, not even Blaise was laughing anymore.

It was a blur, but almost immediately, he was as if yanked off of her. Which he was, by Pansy.

'What the hell Draco?' She shrieked, 'And with a Mud Blood? Have you no shame?'

All he did was smile in response, but that seemed to trigger Pansy because the next thing Hermione knew-

-SLAP-

and Draco staggered back with his hand to his cheek, 'What the hell Pansy.'

'Was this some kind of sick joke? First, you say you want me, now your kissing dirt! You deserved it. And don't you dare think I will be helping you anymore on that stupid little "plan" of yours.

This seemed to scare Malfoy more than the slap because his eyes widened in fear.

She humphed and then turned to the only Gryffindor in the room, 'and you,' she said with a finger pointed out, 'I won't stop till I get what I want.'

And at that, she stormed off.

There were a few seconds of silence before Malfoy clarifies, 'i never said I wanted her, just saying.'

Then Blaise said something like: 'HAAA OMGAWYD THIS IS HAHAHHAAMAZING! I WAS PULLING A SMALL PRANK BUT NOW IT'S AHHAHAHA NOT SO SMALL!' as he walked away towards Pansy's direction in which she stomped out. 

And now it was just them two.

-

Draco sighed in relief as soon as Pansy and Blaise ran off. H looked down and realized: he was still holding Hermione's hands. he let go, but quickly realized that was a mistake because she would probably-

-SLAP-

'Ughhh you too? And on the other side of my face?' He asked, clutching his cheek once again, but lucky for him that she didn't hit him as hard as the angry Slytherin had. 'What the hell was that for?'

'I could ask you the same!' Hermione yelled, 'what the actual shit was that for?'

he smirked under his pain, 'you know, girls usually don't question when getting kissed... It must have meant you liked it-'

'no!'

'or want another kiss. proposedly this time not on your cheek but rather on your-'

'No, Malfoy. Just no. And what the hell did Pansy mean when she "won't help you with your little, um, plan"?' 

'Nothing you need to worry about, Princess.'

'Don't call me princess. And in fact, don't ever kiss me again-.'

'What? It was only on the cheek I kissed you. I just had to make it look like it was really on your lips-' 

'Cheek or no cheek, I don't care where it was, you shouldn't have done that.' Hermione said, straightening out and brushing off whatever dust was on her clean robes.

'Aww, and what are you going to do about it princess, hmm?'

'I told you not to call me that. And besides, I'm still trying to understand what Pansy meant when she said, "I won't stop till I get what I want." Wait a minute... Did she mean you? ...Na.'

'Ha Ha Ha you're so funny, Granger.' His fake smile turned serious again, 'I'll see you at tutoring, Friday.' And he walked away so fast, she didn't have time to object.

'Shit.'