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Why Draco Should Not Be Using Tampons	By : Padfoot Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 43390 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Day seven: Saturday

�Hey! Wow! What are you doing?�
Draco shrieked.
�Your boobs are crooked,�
Hermione said as she had reached into Malfoy�s bra and started rearranging
things.
�Stop it! That�s harassment!� he
growled while he tried to get out of arms reach of the Gryffindor.
�For Merlin�s
sake! They�re my breasts!�
�Would you like it if I started
feeling you up while claiming that it�s my body?�
�I...� Hermione thought about
this for a second. �Fine. You�ve got a point.�
�Thank you!� Draco said with a
relieved sigh while putting his body back into order. �Honestly, just because
you can�t relieve your urges on Pansy anymore, doesn�t mean that you can sate
them on me.�
�That�s disgusting and you know
it!� Hermione said with a sour face.
�I know,� Draco admitted with a
smirk. �That�s why I said it.�
It was the last day they were to
be spending in each other�s bodies and Hermione did have to admit; they were
getting better along than they did in the beginning.
Well, they didn�t kill each other
anyway. So that�s a good sign.

*
�Hermione? Can
I talk to you for a second? In private?�
�No� Draco thought in annoyance
as he saw the Weasel approaching him in the corridor.
�Where do you want to go?� he
asked with a sigh.
�In here,� Weasley said as he
held open the door to a deserted classroom.

�I swear to Salazar,� Draco
thought as he followed the Gryffindor into the classroom, �if
he has just lost his virginity and wants to talk to me about it; I�ll scream!
What do I look like, a bloody Social Worker?!?�

�So?� Draco asked. He felt it to
be a little unnerving to be alone with the Weasel, but had to try not to show
it. He was Hermione now after all. She and Weasley were friends and it wasn�t
as if he wanted to hex her balls off or anything.
And not just
because it was physically impossible.
�I just wanted to know...� he
started while staring uncomfortably at his feet, �do you fancy Harry?�
Draco snorted.
�No!�
�Then why did you go and kiss
him?� Weasley asked, seemingly getting a little upset.
�I was just trying to get people
of the gay-thing,� Draco shrugged.
�So, are you?� he asked.
�What?� Draco frowned.
�Gay?�
�No!� Draco spat, but realised
that he answered that question more for himself than for Hermione. Not that it
mattered much, it was still the same answer as far as
he knew.
�Are you sure?�
�Yes!� Draco answered
agitatedly. �Are you going somewhere with this?�
�Well, you see, I was just
wondering if by any chance you wanted to, I don�t know,-� Weasley babbled as
his face seemed to go redder and redder.
�Spit it out!� Draco grunted.
�Do you want to go with me?� he
blurted out.
Draco frowned.
�Go with you where?
�It�s an expression,� Weasley
said helplessly. �I mean; do you want to be my girlfriend?�
�O jeez...� Draco grunted.
He really shouldn�t have to be dealing with this. If all Gryffindor males dealt
with women like Potter, Weasley and Thomas did; it was a miracle they were able
to reproduce. �Go with me?� Honestly!
�Listen Ron, I like you
and all, and I know that we have our moments, but I don�t think we�ll ever be
anything more than friends,� he blurted out in a non
too friendly way, basically saying the exact same thing Granger had said to him
on the first day of the switch. And he basically couldn�t care less if she had
been lying back then.
�Ow,� Weasley said, outwardly
deflating a little.
�Yeah,� Draco shrugged.
After a few moments of awkward
silence and mumblings in the line of �yes�, �right,� okay�, �right�, �bye�, �see
ya�h� from both parties, they left and retreated towards their individual
destinations. For some reason Draco already knew that he wasn�t going to tell
Granger that Weasley wanted to �go with her�. He couldn�t say why, but if he
had to say anything he would say that it was for her own
good.

*
Hermione was standing in the
boys� bathroom on the second floor. Today was the last day she was going to be
able to do this standing up and was a little sorry about that since she was
getting quite used to it. She zipped open her fly, getting herself ready to
�go�, when suddenly she heard the door open.
�So, she said �no�?� she heard
Harry�s voice say.
�Shit!� Hermione thought in a
panic. She was standing there, with her... �goods�
hanging out, ready to pee, and her two best friends were walking in probably to
do the same. She might have grown accustomed to having to do this boy-stile;
but not in public!
�Yeah,� she heard Ron�s voice
sighing.
�Sorry mate� Harry said. �But at
least you tried. Now you know if-�
...
And... she had been spotted.
Hermione was relieved to note
that they seemed to choose to selectively ignore her and just went on to go do
their �business�. Hermione cursed herself for having
chosen the middle stall of three. Result: she was now finding herself
sandwiched between Harry and Ron. Honestly, how can guys do it this way...
while being watched? Hermione even had trouble peeing when she knew someone
could hear her. Let alone see her. She quickly noted that this
didn�t seem like it was a situation that was out of the ordinary. She never
would have imagined Malfoy, Harry and Ron standing next to each other with
their �equipment� out while peeing. Hermione figured that she had bumped head
first into some sort of male ritual thing; a time and place where all personal
differences got disregarded so they could... er,...
pee?
�See anything you like, Malfoy?�
Harry spat.
O my God, had she just been
leaning over to check on Harry�s goods? Damn pervy subconscious mind!
�Not really,� she huffed.
�Just keep your eyes down and
pee, damn you!� she scolded herself, wanting to get out of there as fast as she
could.
�Problem
Malfoy?� Ron asked amusedly.
�What?� Hermione squeaked in a
very un-Malfoyish manner.
Ron nodded in the direction of
her �equipment�.
�Never figured you to be the kind
of person who�s suffer from performance anxiety.�
�I am not!� Hermione spat.
�Doesn�t look like that to me,�
Harry smirked as he zipped up his fly and went to wash his hands with Ron on
his tail. They left the room and Hermione could clearly hear a series of amused
snorts coming from the hallway.
�Oh, thank God� Hermione said
with a sigh when Harry and Ron had finally left and she could go without an
audience.
When she was done, she washed her
hands and left the room while trying very hard not to feel proud that her
equipment had seemed to be slightly bigger than Harry�s.
*
In the evening both Draco and
Hermione were to be found in their common room; reading. It seemed to be some
sort of unspoken agreement between both of them to spend the night in private.
Partially since they both didn�t really feel like they had any more obligations
to the outside world while still in the other�s body. It was sort of like the
day you return from your vacation; it�s still part of your vacation, but
somehow it doesn�t really count anymore.
Draco was a little peeved. He was
going to get his old body back just when the damn bleedings had stopped.
Damn stupid timing!
He was glad to finally be getting
back to his old self, though. And when he did he was going to have to do some
really masculine things for the first couple of days. You know how it is when
you get those manly urges; when you just have to kill something, fix things,
cook outdoors,...
Okay fine, so Draco had some
digging to do on what one actually does when having a �manly urge�, but
he still felt like he should prove his masculinity in one way or another.
He was going to miss the
unlimited access to female curves though.
�Bye bye breasts� he thought with
a sigh.
Hermione realised that she was
actually going to miss being able to wear all the black. In her old body she
couldn�t really get away with the colour since, with her mousy complexion, it
basically made her look ill. So whenever she wasn�t obligated to wear her
school robes she usually went for more vibrant colours. But a week in the
mysterious vampire look was kind of fun. Although she did carefully avoid
wearing the leather pants. She tried them on once for fun, but found them a tad
too revealing.
Not that she probably would
object seeing them on Malfoy when he was back in his old body.
Not that she would ever say that
out loud.
There did was a little question
that she had cooped up for a couple of days that she now really wanted to ask
out loud.
�Say, Malfoy�
�Yeah,� Draco answered, while not
looking up from the book he was reading.
�What happened between you and
Blaise Zabini?�
Draco shut his eyes and grunted.
�What did you hear?� he asked
somewhat disgruntled.
�Nothing concrete. Is there
something to be heard?� she asked mischievously.
�Fine, I�ll tell you. But it�s
not what you�re thinking.�
�Sure it isn�t,� Hermione said,
sounding unconvinced.
�It isn�t!� Draco insisted. �Last
term during a game of �Truth or Dare� -you know how those games can get,
right?- Well, Blaise was dared to kiss me and �we were both really
pissed- well, the kiss lasted a little longer than required.�
�How much longer?� Hermione
asked.
�Errr, about a minute I suppose�
Hermione doubled over in
laughter.
��A little longer�?�
Hermione repeated between giggles.
�It�s hard to know how long it�s
been when you�re drunk and you don�t have a timer!� Draco said, trying to
defend himself.
�The fact that you�re running out
of oxygen should be a hint that you�ve been at it long enough� Hermione noted.
�Cute, Granger� Draco said
sarcastically. �But, that�s it. Nothing more happened. Things just got a little
blown out of proportion. I�m straight as a whistle.�
�Okay� Hermione sing-songed.
�What?� Draco frowned.
�Well, you had decided a little
too quickly on kissing Harry the other day to be �straight as a whistle�.�
�Well, he is awfully
girly� Draco commented while redirecting his attention back to his book.
�He is not!� Hermione
grinned. She hadn�t thought he would go along with her banter.
�Sure he is. That�s why I picked
him out. Why else would a known lesbian who first kissed Lavender Brown go
kissing a guy? Because; if you squint your eyes he can be mistaken for a girl,�
Draco said with a straight face, explaining it as if saying that one plus one
is two.
�I think I�m going to turn
in� Hermione announced with a smirk as she got up from the futon and made her
way to her room. �Goodnight Draco.�
�Goodnight Hermione� Draco said
in reply as Hermione disappeared into her room.
And it would be long into the
night before either of them would realise that they had just called each other
by their first names.

*************

End of day seven.
A/N: so the part of the
body-switch is over; up to the next part. I�m a little nervous about it. It
will be a little different from what you�ve read up till now, but I hope you�ll
like it.
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Disclaimer: �Do you want to go with me?�, �Go with you
were?� is from �Donnie Darko�. Couldn�t help myself. Love that
movie.
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Disclaimer: The part itself about Ron asking Draco to �go with
him� is dedicated to Sandalino Silvio Leif from ff.net who basically gave me
the idea.
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Disclaimer: The peeing scene is dedicated too Campy Capybara
who�s review urged me on to try and write the scene anyway.
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Disclaimer: �You know how it is when you get those manly
urges; when you just have to kill something, fix things, cook outdoors,...� is
borrowed from �Mulan�.
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