Just Pretend

This chapter was beta-ed by my great Beta Molls. Thank you!

Hermione smiled when she woke up in the moring and saw that the flowers hadn't been touched. She wondered what excuse Jennifer would use. She looked across the room--it was so early that it was still dark outside.

Hermione got out of her bed and silently left her room to go to Draco's. Hermione opened his door and slipped in quietly. Smiling, she climbed into his bed. He looked so peaceful when he was asleep.

Hermione turned on her side, her back to Draco, and breathed evenly, trying not to wake him. She was about to fall back to sleep when two strong arms encircled her and pulled her towards him. "I didn't mean wake you," Hermione said, as she rolled over to face Draco.

"I don't mind when it's you who is waking me. I would love to wake up to you every morning." Draco kissed her again and again. Hermione giggled.

"You're in a good mood."

Draco laughed. "Now that you're here, I am! I missed you last night. Now that we're not at your parents' house, I can sneak into your bed and not worry about that evil mutt chewing off my leg or something even more valuable," Draco said as he held her against him.

"She isn't evil. She's protective. Plus if you come in my room and sneak into my bed Jennifer might rip your head off," Hermione told him.

"Shit! I forgot about her. This is why I wanted you to share a room with me!" Draco pouted. Hermione smiled. Draco looked cute when he pouted.

"We're only here for a few days then we're going back to Hogwarts," Hermione reminded him, trying to comfort him.

"Well since I have you right now...I think I should take the chance and have my way with you," Draco said as he started to kiss his way down her neck to her breasts. "Better yet. Maybe I should tie you up. I bet you would like that, wouldn't you? You would be completely helpless and at my mercy. I could touch and do anything I wanted to your body." Draco said seductively against her breasts as he began licking and sucking on her nipple.

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Jennifer was wrapped in a plush towel as she walked out of the bathroom. Something was tapping on the window, suddenly interrupting the quiet of the room. The unexpected noise made her give a little scream.

She glared at the owl. It had to be for Hermione. Jennifer started to go over to the windows and was about to let the bird in when Hermione walked into the room. She had on her pyjama pants on but also was wearing Malfoy's shirt and it wasn't even buttoned up the right way.

Her hair looked liked a cat chewed on it, spit it up, and dragged it through hell--twice! Jennifer cleared her throat. "Let the thing in, I'm going to get dressed." With that being said, Jennifer went to her closet.

It was from Harry. Hermione looked at the owl. Did something happen to Harry's owl? Hermione hoped that she was ok. Hermione opened the letter.

Dear Hermione,

I can't wait to see you at school. I already miss spending time with you! You're my best friend. I hope these four days pass quickly.

Love,
Harry

Aww, Harry missed her! Hermione suddenly got a great idea. She was going to ask Blaise if Harry could come. She was willing to bet a million galleons he had never been to a Slytherin New Years party before. It would be great. He could even bring Ginny!

Hermione quickly wrote Harry back. Then she hopped in the shower.

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Blaise walked into Draco's room after knocking for several minutes without a response. Blaise guessed he was in the shower. When Blaise was walking into Draco's room he tripped over Hermione's pink slipper and fell head-first into a pile of clothes. He glared at the pink slipper. He had almost knocked over the lamp. He sat up and Hermione's pyjama shirt fell into his lap. He noticed something out of the cornor of his eye on his shoulder. It was red and lacy.

Bloody hell! It was Hermione's bra! He quickly went to throw it far far away from him. Ow! The little metal clasps were stuck in his hair! He yanked at it, wincing as the clasps seemed firmly lodged in his morning bedhead. He pulled on it again with a little less force.

Blaise could only imagine how he must look with his best mate's girlfriend's bra on his head. He had to get it off his head. Blaise was rolling around on the floor like a pig rolling around in mud, tugging at the lacy scrap. He was going every which way, bending over backwards to get the damn thing off his head.

And that is how Draco found him. Draco wasn't going to say anything to him. Hey, if Blaise wanted to roll around on the ground like a pig that was up to him. But what made him say something was the lacy thing he was tugging on.

"What are you doing?" Draco asked suspiciously, standing there in nothing but a towel that was wrapped around his hips. Blaise stopped rolling and he was now at Draco's feet.

"This is not what it looks like." Blaise said quickly. He stood up. "This was an accident. Not my fault." He continued. Draco raised an eyebrow at him.

"It isn't your fault that Hermione's bra is stuck to your head?" Draco asked. He was not finding any humor in this what so ever. Blaise was supposed to like Jennifer. Not Hermione. Or Hermione's bras.

"I tripped and when I fell it got stuck to my head. It won't come off." Now Draco smiled.

"So it is stuck there?" Draco asked.

"Yes!" The taller boy whined. "You have to help me get it off." Blaise tried tugging on the bra again. It had no plans of coming off easily.

"Well, I'm in a towel right now. I need to get dressed. Maybe Hermione will help you, that is if she doesn't kill you for having her bra on your head in the first place." Draco gave a triumphant smirk when he saw Blaise's reaction.

"Are you telling me you won't help me out?" Blaise asked in disbelief.

"I wonder what Jennifer would think of this?" Draco continued, pretending to be thinking seriously about what would happen.

"Please, Draco, just help me get it off. I don't have my wand on me." Blaise begged.

"Fine, fine. Let me grab my wand. I don't think you're going to get that off without magic," Draco said, walking over to his nightstand to get his wand which was lying next to the Slytherin watch Hermione gave him.

Blaise noticed the watch and his eyes lit up with admiration. "Where did you get it?" Blaise asked. He reached out to touch it but Draco slapped his hands away.

"Hermione gave it to me for Christmas and that is all you need to know. If you don't shut up and turn around now I'm not helping you," Draco said, as he held the watch protectively.

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Leaning against the doorframe in her robe, Jennifer watched amusedly as Hermione's panties went flying everywhere. "I'm going to guess that you're looking for a pair of panties?" Jennifer asked knowingly.

"Yes, the ones that are black with the green lace around the waist. Now that I'm looking, I can't find my red and gold ones either. Maybe I left them at home," Hermione said. She was only in her towel and knew she had to hurry and get dressed.

"Or maybe you left them with Draco, like your shirt this morning," Jennifer teased. Hermione shot up from the floor. Draco! Draco had to have stolen them. That little Slytherin. Just wait until she got her hands on him.

"I'm going to kill him!" Hermione yelled, heading out her door and down the hall to Draco's room.

"Hermione, don't you want to get dressed first?" Hermione never heard what she said. Jennifer ran after Hermione.

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Hermione burst into Draco's room. He and Blaise were sitting in the chairs by the windows. They both looked at Hermione standing there in her towel.

"Where are they, Draco? I want them now! And my Gryffindor ones, too!" At first Draco was confused. He didn't have a clue what she was talking about. Then when he realized what she was talking about he looked guilty for a split second and then he gave her that Slytherin smirk.

"What are you talking about, love?" Draco asked, pretending to be innocent, as he walked over to his dresser and pulled something out.

"You know bloody well what I'm talking about." Hermione yelled. Jennifer walked in. Blaise stood up to stand by her and watch as they fought.

"Okay, but you can only have the Slytherin ones back. You're not an innocent Gryffindor as you claimed previously, so you can't have those ones back. You're more Slytherin than you think," Draco said as he tossed her the Slytherin panties.

"I want the other ones now, Malfoy." Hermione used his last name to let him know that she wasn't playing around.

"'Malfoy' is it? That wasn't what you were saying this morning," Draco teased. "You want them? Come get them." Draco ran out the door with her panties in hand.

Blaise would swear it was the Slytherin in him that made him do it--he expertly untied Jennifer's robe sash and ran for it just so they could be in this little cat and mouse game. Well, it was going to be interesting if Ms. Zabini found the young teenagers in this state!