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Chapter 7: Trouble in Paradise

Draco and Hermione were * studying * in the Gryffindor broom closet. They were having a heated argument over something dreadfully important.

"Draco you are NOT to walk around the grounds without your cloak! You're going to catch a cold and then who'll want to kiss you?" Hermione said with a smile on her face.

"Who am I to deprive the student body of a chance to ogle me?" Draco said dead serious and with a slight pout.

They froze as they heard a slight noise behind them.

"It will never be clean!!!" they heard Seamus mutter to himself. Obviously another Hufflepuff had touched his Head Boy badge. They heard Dean panting outside the closet.

"I better get his Prozac," Dean muttered to himself.

The broom closet opened with an agonising creak. Draco and Hermione held their breaths. Dean stood there with a blank look on his face for a few seconds.

"It's not in here Seamus!" Dean said as he shut the door muttering to himself about 'House togetherness' and 'Hallucinations'.

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Okay, we'll just leave Draco and Hermione there and skip back a few minutes... *insert zippy rewinding sounds* there.

Now, you may (like me) be wondering to yourself, "If this has been going on for two months, how come no-one's seen them till now?"

Well the fact of the matter is that if Slytherins and Gryffindors became best buddies you would think something had been slipped in your pumpkin juice and you were hallucinating.

So umm...back to the story? * cough* * cough * *random fast forwarding noise *

Draco breathed heavily. "That was close!"

"Almost too close," Hermione muttered to herself. Draco gave her a questioning look. Hermione smiled sweetly at him and gave him a big kiss on the lips.

"Thank god it's the Christmas holidays!" Much easier to hide! Draco thought to himself.

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Draco walked back to his dormitory.

"Blaise Zabini is a slut!" The portrait door swung open. Draco didn't know why but Blaise was slightly upset about the new password.

The Slytherin common room had slightly improved since a television set had been added. Now after class, Draco could catch all his favourite soap operas...not that he liked soap operas!

Pansy and Blaise came through the door screaming and pulling each other's hair.

This was definitely a Kodak moment. Too bad Draco had no idea what a camera was.

Blaise sashayed over to him and ran her hand down his leg seductively.

"Hey Draco if you ever feel like giving that goody two shoes the boot I'll always be here." Blaise smiled at him, the sexy, sexy minx.

"If I want to have sex with a whore I'll pay for one." He gave her a cat like smile. Blaise stalked back up to her dorm nose in the air.

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Harry swooped down on Hermione planting a big sloppy one right on her lips. She pushed off her.

"Harry I can't lie to you any longer, there's someone else." Hermione's eyes welled up with tears and her lip trembled.

"I knew it, I can see the way you look at him! So how long has this being going on for huh? HUH? Hermione and Ron!" He angrily sat down.

"Harry, it's not Ron," she said. A tear rolled down her cheek.

"Then who is...?"

Just at that moment they heard Draco's voice coming from around the corner.

"My darling Hermione! I brought you some..." Draco stopped in mid sentence as he saw the anger trickle off Harry like a bead of sweat. (or maybe it was a bead of sweat)

"You...YOU...YOU!!! IT WAS YOU ALL ALONG! MY GIRLFRIEND IS CHEATING ON ME WITH DRACO MALFOY!!! DRACO MALFOY!!!"

Hermione reached out a hand to him. "Harry, I'm so sorry."

"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME YOU TWO-TIMING SLUT!!!!" And with that Harry stormed up the stairs.

Hermione burst into tears and Draco hugged her and breathed in her smell and touched her hair.

"Come on, let's go have a break from everyone." He took her hand as she wiped the tears from her eyes.

They walked up the stairs slowly until they were safely in Draco's room. Hermione took a blurry look around his room. As a prefect he got a private room. It had rich mahogany walls, a master bed, balcony, a bearskin rug and (Hermione privately noted) a stereo.

They lay on the bearskin rug wrapped up in each other's arms.

"Draco, no more lying. I can't take the guilt any longer. When are you going to tell Parvati?" she said between tears.

"Parvati already knows. She smelt your peach shampoo on my shirt but don't worry she's not mad at you." He hugged her reassuringly.

"Draco what cds do you have?" Hermione questioned. She flipped through his collection, 'Cruel Intentions' ...

"Have you ever seen the movie?"

"There's a movie?" Draco sat up quickly.

"Draco do you know what tomorrow is?" He shook his head. "It's the first day of the holidays, and we are going shopping in a muggle city."

"Wow" Draco exclaimed, truly amazed. "How about you stay the night so you know, we can watch the sun come up and you know." He sat on the bed invitingly.

"Draco I'm not going to have sex with you," Hermione said with a smile on her face.

"Oh no just a nice innocent sleepover, in the same bed. Just nice and innocent," he said with a puppy dog look.

"Oh all right." She slid into bed next to him and they cuddled up.

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"Peaches, it's sunrise," Draco whispered sexily into Hermione's ear.

They got up and wrapped a blanket around each other and stood on the balcony, the morning breeze teasingly playing with their hair.

It was one of the most beautiful sunrises imaginable. The rosy pinks nestled amongst the lake.

"Oh Draco, she said nuzzling against him. "I can't think of a better start to the day."

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They stepped of the train at King's Cross Station. "Okay creampuff. Off to London to do some shopping." Draco was dressed in a loose white shirt opened at the collar and a pair of baggy pants. Somehow Draco was able to make this average outfit super-sexy.

The first shop they went into was a music shop. "Come on let's get some cds!" Draco said sounding like an excited child.

After a few hours of travelling around the shops (with too many bags to hold), they stopped outside an ice cream parlour. Hermione ordered a strawberry and cream and Draco ordered a coffee flavoured ice cream.

"How could I have lived so long without knowing the pleasures of shopping at muggle shops? I feel so relaxed and energised at the same time. All my worries have lifted away!" Draco said twirling around like a ballerina.

"Draco it's called retail therapy and sit down, people are starting to stare." She was right. There were a few people here and there who were giving them funny looks.

"I think it's time we started heading back..." Hermione started but Draco protested.

"There is one more shop we haven't been in that I know about." He dragged her in the direction of what was most probably the most expensive shop around.

"Lucille Taylor? No-one can afford that stuff," Hermione said exasperated.

"Au contraire, you forget who you're with."

And with that he dragged her inside.

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