Let the Bad Parts In

A/N: Sorry for not keeping up with my updates! There just has been so many things going on in my life right now! My uncle stopped reacting to his cancer treatments so now the only thing we basically do nothing and watch him in pain. Its a mircale that he made it through Christmas. Along with that my boyfriend's house caught on fire. Thankfully only one room was distored but there is alot of cleaning up and unpacking to do. I've been trying to help him through because god knows no one in his house will. There just has been so many things going wrong this year. So anyways, enough of my rambling. Here is the next chapter! I'm working on next one right now so that should be up hopefully soon. Oh! I also have a Beta now! So thanks to Kaze for editing this chapter and all the others. Happy Holidays everyone!



Let the Bad Parts In
Chapter Six: Wake Up Call from Hell


Hermione awoke the next morning warm, cozy and with a hangover from hell. She opened her eyes slightly and immediately shut them when the sun blinded her. She cursed herself for forgetting to shut the blinds. Pulling the covers over her head, she sighed in contentment as she snuggled into her emerald green blankets to go back to sleep.

Her eyes shot open, she didn't have green blankets last time she checked! She stayed still as she felt someone breathing peacefully behind her. Slowly she turned around and came face to face with none other than Draco Malfoy. Her eyes widened as fuzzy memories floated through her mind.

So Hermione did the only thing any sensible person would do: she screamed.

Her scream woke up Draco, who was so startled that he too, started to scream. They both flew out of bed quickly. Hermione snatched the sheets up and wrapped them around her form and Draco grabbed the nearest pillow to cover himself.

"Granger!" cried a very surprised Draco, who was not fully awake.

"Malfoy!" screamed Hermione in the same shocked voice.

"What the bloody hell is going on?" he cried.

"Well I think that its quite obvious what happened here!" Hermione started to get up, fixing the green sheet so it covered her fully.

Draco's eyes widened as he started at her. He quickly looked from her to the disheveled bed then back to her. "You…you seduced me!" he exclaimed.

Hermione stared at him in shock. She straightened herself and placed on hand angrily on her hip and used the other one to hold up the sheet. "I seduced YOU?! I think you had a tad bit too much to drink! We got be piss drunk and had sex! That was it! I don't know why this is so shocking to you, Malfoy, you should be used to it."

"Exactly what are you implying, Granger?" he asked, forgetting of his accusations of her from before.

"Well you're not exactly the spitting image of innocence, Malfoy." She said with a roll of her eyes.

"Well you're exactly the Virgin Mary anymore either." He said with a satisfied smirk. "I wonder how Potty and the Weasel will feel once they find out I deflowered their little Gryffindor Princess." He said in a smug voice.

"Hate to burst your bubble, but you didn't deflower their little Gryffindor Princess." Hermione said as she leaned against the dark wood bed post.

"What?" asked Malfoy, in disbelief, searching for his boxers.

"Malfoy," she said slowly so he would understand. "I'm not a virgin. Did you honestly think that if I was, I would have done anything with you? You're not really the type that a girl would like to give it up to."


He decided to ignore the insult. "So it looks like the Potty and Weasel finally got some ass. I always thought that you three were TOO affectionate towards each other, but that explains a lot." He finally found his boxers and started to put them. Hermione, being the polite girl that she is, looked away feeling the need to give him some privacy.

Hermione rolled her eyes at him again. "Not that it's any of your business, but it wasn't them. I do have my limits you know." She saw him open his mouth to make a snide remark, but she held her hand up to stop him. "Listen," Hermione said with a sigh as she ran her hand through her tangled hair. She really was not up to discussing her sex life with Draco Malfoy. "Let’s focus on the present and keep the past in the past, shall we?"

Draco smirked at her obvious discomfort with the previous topic and made a mental note of it. "Whatever you say, Granger."

"Okay, I say we completely forget this little affair and we go about our daily lives as if nothing happened. We still continue with the lessons and you still help me with my plans, okay? I'll walk out of the room and all will be forgotten."

Draco shrugged his shoulders. "Seems reasonable. We have another lesson tonight, right?"

Hermione started picking up her clothes, fighting the blush that was threatening to creep up to her cheeks. "Yea, after I'm done with my rounds. I'll meet you in the common room at three o'clock." After gathering all of her items she made her way towards the door. "I'll return your sheets once I'm done using them." She said as she opened the door.

Draco, leaned against his bed post, watched her as she left, slowly processing everything. He frowned as the door shut. As much as Granger had said that they were to forget about what happened, he didn't fully believe her. She was, after all, a woman and they rarely mean what they say. He flew back onto his bed and put his arms behind his head. He let mind travel to the previous night, trying to salvage any blurred images that he could. He had to admit, that for a mudblood, she looked damn good in just sheets, especially his sheets.


Hermione sighed as she closed her bedroom door. She threw her dirty clothes into a heap on the floor and locked her door. She traveled to the bathroom that she regrettably shared with Draco. She magically locked his door and then shut her own. She moved to the giant in ground bathtub, with was identical to the one in the prefects' bathroom. After turning on several different faucets and filled the tub with warm water and multipliable types of bubbles she let the green sheet drop from her body.

With a sigh she slowly settled in the tub and relaxed on one of the benches that was on the edge of the tub. She sighed again as she lowered her upper body into the water and leaned her head against the tile floor. She let the water gently wash over her body, basking in the wonderful feeling of the after sex soreness. The scents of lavender, rosemary, and jasmine relax her. Finally, after that horrible awaking with Malfoy, she let her mind wander to the night before. She knew they agreed to forget it never happened but just this one time wouldn't hurt.

Her mind drifted from the first drink to them kissing on the couch. There were flashes of Malfoy's lips on her skin, his hands running down her stomach. Her hand seemed to have a mind of its own has it traveled downwards past her belly button. Her other hand played with her nipples, gently grazing over them until they were hard. She sighed in pleasure as her fingers found her swollen nub. Her eyes closed in bliss and bit her lip to suppress the moan that was threatening to escape her throat.

Then there was a loud banging sound that made her jump, sending bubbles and water all over the floor. “You can’t hog the bathroom all morning! Believe it or not other people need to use it too!” screamed Draco from his side of the door. Hermione huffed angrily and moved a wet curl out of her face.

“I’ll be out in a minute! Keep your damn pants on!” she called to him as she climbed out of the tub.

“You weren’t saying that last night…” he teased through the door. She closed her eyes, slowly counting to ten, and fighting the urge to curse him.

“Malfoy…” she warned. She grabbed a white towel and wrapped it around her body then wrapped her hair in another one.

“Sorry, forgot…” She rolled her eyes has she heard him snicker behind the door. She couldn’t help but smile. It was nice to know that the cold blooded beast had a sense of humor. It may be weird and twisted, but it was a sense of humor none the less.

She walked over to her door and unlocked. With a wave of her hand, she undid the spell on his door. “It’s all your’s.” she called and shut her door just has he opened his.

She listened to him move around and mutter to himself. Finally she heard him get in the water and start to swim around. With a smirk she snapped her fingers and walked over to her vanity.

“Granger!” he screamed. She put up a lock charm on her door to make sure he wouldn’t come in.

She heard him screaming some obscenities. Picking up her brush she started to work through the knots in her hair. She smiled when she heard him slip and fall on the floor and curse loudly.

“Seems like the Slytherin Prince isn’t too fond of chocolate pudding.” She laughed to herself