Hermione twisted around in her seat, and looked at Ron and Harry playing Exploding Snap. "Stupid boys," she mumbled, before going back to her book.

Ron, hearing her, looked at her and glared. "Hermione, just because your in a horrible mood, due to that McLaggen, doesn't mean you have to take it out on us.

Hermione, aggravated, threw down her book and looked at them. "I wouldn't be ill with you two if you had saved me from him at Slughorn's bloody party! I wouldn't have had to made a deal with Malfoy to get me out of there!"

Harry looked up, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose again. "Malfoy. When is your date with him again?"

"Tonight."

"Better come with me then," said a voice by the Common Room door.

Looking over, her brown eyes wide, Hermione saw Ginny holding a load of boxes and tubes and bottles of makeup. "I am not using that."

Ginny smirked, her red hair swishing as she moved closer to her friend. "Hermione, you will use all of this and more if I deem it necessary. Malfoy is going to wish he never called you those names."

Rolling her eyes, Hermione grabbed half the boxes from her friend and started up the stairs, before turning around and finding Ginny's eyes. "Coming? Before I change my mind?"

Smiling brilliantly at Harry and her brother before bounding up the stairs after Hermione, Ginny thought about the perfect plan her and Blaise had set up.

~?~

In the Slytherin Common Room, the dark room lit only by torches and the fireplace, Malfoy sat on the silver couch, his arm around Pansy, his lips on her cheek, near her ear, whispering words.

"Mate, stop that! You have a date with Granger in less than half an hour. Get your sorry Pureblood butt off that couch and let me help you get ready!"

Turning around, his gray eyes narrowed, his pale skin glowing in the fire, Malfoy looked at his best friend and said, "Blaise, mate, if you don't mind, I was just fooling with that Mudblood. It was a joke, to see if she would actually think that I would waste my time on her dirty self. I payed that Creevy boy to stand outside the pub and take pictures of Granger crying her eyes out for me. Blackmail pictures, you see?"

Blaise walked over to Malfoy and pinched his ear and pulled. "Malfoy, I will use the Body Bind curse on you, so either get your sorry butt of this couch and away from the Pug or I Bind you and levitate you to the dorms."

Sighing, Malfoy snatched his ear away from Blaise and got up. "Well are you coming?"

Blaise smiled and followed Malfoy up the stairs to the dorms, smiling, thinking that his girlfriend was such a genius.

~?~

Disclaimer:::I don't own Harry Potter and never will. The brillant and beautiful J. K. Rowling owns it all.

A/N:: Honest reviews are wanted and encouraged, but if all your going to do is flame this story, don't bother. I know this isn't my best, and it's because I'm a little rusty with the fanfiction. Been a while since I wrote one... Anyway thanks for letting me waste your time and I hope you liked it, even if it was just a tiny bit.