A/N: Aren't you guys glad that I'm updating once again? Blame it all on a little thing called writer's block.

Disclaimer: Once my dog stops being a rotten little beast I will own Harry Potter. I somehow don't see that happening.

Three weeks had passed since Hermione had begun her relationship with Blaise and Draco with Ginny. Being the thick headed stubborn people that they are the tension that was always there had escalated to the point where you could cut it with a knife. During those three weeks several people were injured. Neville, Pansy, Crabbe, Collin, Hannah, Seamus, Terry, Theodore, and Parvati had ended up in the hospital wing for several reasons. Neville with buckets on his legs, Pansy who turned bald and had a serpent tattoed on her head, Crabbe and Collin were bound together, Hannah grew 66 inches of hair, Seamus continously broke out in "Copacabana" Terry and Theodore could only talk in riddles or recite poetry all the time, and Parvati could only rap. Ron was the worse he ended up with several extra pounds on his usually well toned body and decked out in a hooker suit with a lime green micro mini, neon green bustier, baby blue stilettos and a pink boa. They were all unfortunate enough to walk blindly into the course of fire that was going on between Draco and Hermione. The two stubborn heads didn't go unscathed either Hermione had a black eye, Draco said that she wasn't a girl she was a beaver and he didn't feel bad about hitting beavers. Draco lost his eyebrows. Hermione grew fangs. Draco wore the catwoman suit to the delight of many. Hermione turned goth and Draco had a nasty bite on his shoulder that turned into a huge bruise by Hermione. The "war" was paused when Deputy Headmistress, Minerva McGonagall, gave both heads cleaning duties. They were both ordered to clean the Great Hall. Professor McGonagall had to do something since Dumbledore now spent most of his time figuring out how he could get Serverus' Cape



"You have to do something,"

"About what?"

You have to end this silly feud between Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger." said McGonagall, "they seem content with who they're with now,"

"No, they're meant to be together and I need that cape," Dumbledore muttered the last part.

"Minerva, I will win this bet, I have never lost."

"I just don't want any more students hurt and ever since Mr. Malfoy wore that..that..suit there have been offers from magazines, adult wizard magazines for him to pose in,"

"You're just sore that you'd never pull that suit off," mumbled Dumbldore.

"What was that?"


"No thank you," stated McGonagall, "I will have you know that I have made Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger clean the Great Hall,"

"Good, that might push them together," said Dumbledore, "you're helping my plan."

"This is all insane," said McGonagall as she swept out of the room.

"I will win in the end," muttered Dumbledore.

The head boy and head girl that McGonagall and Dumbledore were talking about were currently in the Great Hall.

"Malfoy," growled Hermione.


"Are you going to help me clean up this bloody place?"

"No," stated Draco calmly.

"And why is that?" asked Hermione in a force voice.

"Because," said Malfoy who turned to look at the head girl who was currently scrubbing the floor, "my mother told me that a Malfoy does not need to work when there are house-elves or inferior people to do the job."

"Well Malfoy, you're mother is not here so you better get scrubbing," said Hermione as she threw a brush at his head.


"Aww, poor ickle Malfoy has a boo-boo!"

"Shove it Granger,"

"I would love to shove this bucket up your arse, Malfoy."

"Such vulgar language,"

At that Hermione proceeded to give Draco the bird.

"That hurt,"

"I hope it kills you,"

"And here I thought you loved me,"

"I'd rather shag Crabbe,"


"Malfoy, would you stop acting like a girl?" said Hermione as she finished with her side of the room. Now Malfoy had to finish his side.

"Granger, I am not a girl. I'll show you my manly parts,"

"No, please don't," said Hermione.

"You wouldn't be able to handle it anyway."

"Get to work,"

"Bossy chit," said Malfoy as he started scrubbing the floor. This is great he thought. Just great if my ancestors could see me now they'd probably die..wait they're already dead. Three hours later Draco was almost done.


"Malfoy, you're wet,"

"No, I'm not,"

"Yes, you are,"

Draco looked down to see that his clothes were soaked.

"How can someone get soaked with a bucket of water a brush and a sponge?" said Hermione.

"What!" said Draco defensively. "I'll have you know this is the first time a Malfoy had done any type of household task."

"You're such a drama queen,"




"Alright, Malfoy I'm off,"

"To shag Zabini?"

"Yes, Malfoy. I'm about to skrew my brains out in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom with Blaise."

"Aha! I always knew the bookworm was and exhibitionist!"

"Sarcasm, Malfoy. Have you heard of it?"

"Granger I know what sarcasm means I am not a dimwit,"

"It's been nice chatting with you Malfoy but I have to do my homework."

"I hope you go bald,"

"Don't want another bruise?"

"You know what? You'll be hearing from my lawyers Granger!"

"Lawyers are muggles."


"Ciao, Malfoy,"

"Adios mi perrita pequena,"

"Did you just call me your dog?"


"You're retarded."

"Well, you sort of look like a dog. Anyways weren't you leaving?"

"Thank god it's Saturday thought Hermione as she walked towards the library. Leaving Malfoy in the empty Great Hall.


"What's up, Ginny?"

"Nothing much Hermione,"

"Whatha doin?"

"Homework, why?"

"Nothing I'm just really bored"

"Why aren't you with Malfoy it's a nice day out,"

"No, me and Malfoy. I mean Draco and I aren't connected if you know what I mean."

"Ohh, really," said Hermione as she tried to ignore that her stomach had butterflies in it all of a sudden.

"What about you and Blaise?"

"We're great!"

"That's nice,"

For some reason Hermione thought Ginny's voice had a slight bitter tone about it.

"That's nice,"

"Ginny there's something wrong,"

"What? I'm good there's not a problem."

"I didn't say there was a problem and you said that's nice twice."

"Ohh...well nothing. What the freak! Of course there's a problem you're going out with Blaise and I with Malfoy. You want to know the truth? Malfoy just asked me out because he wants to make you jealous!" shouted Ginny now standing up.

Hermione didn't know what to say. It was all a joke. At that moment though Malfoy and Zabini decided to walk in.

"Hey baby," said Draco as he tried to hug Ginny.

"Don't you hey baby me!" shouted Ginny.

"What?" asked Draco.

"I told her! I told her! Now will you leave me alone!" shouted Ginny as she stormed out of the library.

"She sure is a firecracker," said Blaise.

"Look what you did Granger." said Draco.

"What did I do Malfoy?" asked Hermione.

"You made my girlfriend and I break up!"

"Yeah, Malfoy that's what I live for! I live to make your life miserable." Hermione said.

"I knew it!" said Draco,

"Hermione there's too much drama going on right now. Maybe we should take a break?" suggested Blaise.

"Fine," agreeded Hermione.

"Alright talk to you later," said Blaise.

"Now you ruined two relationships!" accused Draco.

"You know what Malfoy?" said Hermione as she stood up closer to him.


"I hate you! I never want to see your pale pointy face again!" said Hermione as she stopmed her foot for emphasis.

"Whoa! I was just messing with you Granger,"

"Well you've messed around enough! You and your sick games, Malfoy! Why were you going out with Ginny? If you have something to say to me Malfoy say it now!"

What should I do thought Draco. "Nothing. I just wanted to tell you that you're an insufferable know-it-all mudblood!"

"Really Malfoy? Well, you could have just said that anywhere else." said Hermione strarring Draco straight in the eyes before she walked out the door. Once Hermione reached the door she ran as fast as her legs would carry her. She knew she wasn't going to go to the common room and ran until she thought her legs would fall off.

Draco's P.O.V

Why did I just do that? was the only thought that went through Draco's mind as he collapsed in the leather couch in the Slytherin common room. He didn't even notice when he got there he followed his feet. The image kept replaying in his mind the one that caused his cold stone heart to thaw. Before Hermione walked out a tear leaked out of her brown eyes. In all of his years Hermione had never let him see her cry. He wasn't even sure if she ever cried.

"Draco," said Blaise


"Are you alright?" asked Blaise

"Yeah," answered Draco

"You don't look alright to me,"

"Just lay off Zabini!" shouted Draco

"Sheesh! Someone's in a bad mood." said Blaise

Draco walked towards his dormitory he didn't know what he should do he needed to think.

Hermione's P.O.V

Hermione finally collapsed next to the Great Lake. There she let Draco's words affect her. She had been crying for a good time when she heard someone.

"Dang Granger. I thought it was a freakin banshee on crack over here,"

"Just leave me alone!" shouted Hermione.

"What so you can commit suicide in peace?"

"No, you daft person. I'm getting rid of my emotions."

"Well, good for you."

"What are you doing here Nott?"

"I don't know maybe somebody's hysterical screaming brought me out here," said Theodore

"Do I really sound that bad?" asked Hermione.

"Yes you do,"

"At least your honest," said Hermione

I do pride myself in that," answered Theo.

"You're such a retard,"

"Now, Granger why did you have to stoop down to name calling?" said Theo in a mock hurt voice.

"Who called me a banshee on crack?" retorted Hermione.

"Alright well I has heading towards the kitchens do you want to come with? And you do sound like a banshee on crack."

"Sure since I have nothing else to do. I think you should stop being honest now."

"So you want me to tell you lies Granger?"

"Don't you have to go to the kitchens?" asked Hermione

"That's right. Let's go."

Granger (Italics are mind conversations between Hermione and Draco)



I told you to bugger off. I think that you've done enough already.

Granger I'm sorry. It slipped.

Old habits die hard


No, Draco not exactly


Good day sir

But i'm not old and it's not day!

Good night

Hermione ignored the continued messages she recieved rom Malfoy until they stopped altogether leaving her in peace.

End P.O.V

The cloaked people who had been robed were currently masked now.

"What should we do now?"

"I don't know,"

"Let's stay out for a while,see what happens."

"We should leave this be,"

"No,it's for a good cause."

"We'll meet once more when the time is right,"

"But we see each other everyday!"

"You're right,"

A/N: i hope you guys liked this chapter. There's just alot going on now. And I'm dealing with this big issue. One of my friend's friend was murdered. He was shot and stabbed. The hard thing about it is that you never expect it to happen where I live where you're surrouned by manicured lawns, boats, sports cars. I guess our communtiy got a rude awakening. Well off that depressing subject I'll try to update sooner. REVIEWS will be much appreciated.