Fake Love -- Dramione

• I Never Wanted To Be Found •

Hermione

Malfoy and I walked the corridors, checking in classroom and closets.

So far we've only found three couples making out and lets just thank Merlin that we hadn't waited even a second more before checking Flitwick's classroom.

"I don't get it," I shook my head at the retreating figures of the latest couple we'd found and ruined their plans for tonight, "I mean, they know that prefects do rounds. They're practically asking to be caught."

Malfoy grinned, "You do realize that some people like that, right?"

"What?" I grimaced.

"People enjoy the fact that they're having sex in the open. They like the thrill of getting caught in the act, it adds to the 'fun' of it to them," he explained.

I looked at him out of the corner of my eye, "You say it like you've had experience."

"I know what you're not so subtly implying, Granger," he sighed,"I'm sure you know the nickname that Astoria started for me?"

I nodded, sheepishly.

"Well, despite what you might've heard, the rumors of me sleeping around with any girl that would have me aren't true. I've only ever been with Astoria," he ducked his head into Snape's classroom to check for more teenagers.

"Then why would Astoria call you 'The Slytherin Sex God'?" I frowned.

He shrugged, turning back to me, "Probably just to make people jealous that she was with me. Building me up to build herself up I guess."

I scoffed, Astoria, continuing to be a terrible person and an even worse match for Malfoy.

"What?" Malfoy said.

I ducked into a classroom to check for more students, "What do you mean, what?"

"You scoffed," Malfoy stated.

I bit my lip, bloody hell.

I turned back to him and continued to walk down the corridor, "I guess I'm just not a huge fan of Astoria is all."

Malfoy smirked, "Granger, don't tell me you're jealous of Greengrass."

I smacked his arm, "Pa-lease, the day I'm jealous of Astoria is the day Pansy starts dating Blaise."

Malfoy rolled his eyes at me, "Astoria's really not that bad."

I sighed, "Whatever you say, you're the one who is going to date her."

We didn't say anything for a while.

We got to the far end of the second floor, which is where Harry's rounds ended.

"Alright, we've just got Moaning Myrtle's bathroom and the DADA office," I said.

"I'll take Myrtle's bathroom," Malfoy yawned, "No one in their right mind would snog in there."

I nodded, "Alright, meet back here."

The two of us split apart and I walked toward the defense against the dark arts office.

I should tell Malfoy he shouldn't chase after Astoria. He deserves to hear the truth. Even if it means that we won't be in a fake relationship anymore, I thought to myself as I got up to the door.

I opened the door to the office and did a quick scan of the room, no one.

I sighed and made my way back through the corridor.

What was Ginny talking about earlier? What do I want?

I have no idea.

I was startled out of my thought by a piercing scream.