A/N: Second part of this mini series up! I was planning on waiting a while to update, but it was just stuck in my mind and I had to get it out. Please read, love, and review!

"What are you going to say?"

"Huh?"

Malfoy gives me his most innocent look, which didn't turn out well. I think he figures that out, and ends up just smirking at me. I sigh in frustration.

"You called me over here to say something," I reply. "I'm in a rush, now spit it out."

He puts his hand on his chin and looks upwards. What a time for his Oscar award-winning performance. When he starts stroking his chin, I sigh again.

"Nah," he says, and turns around back to his desk. He pretends to be working, but I know better. I really am in a rush, so I walk over to him, cross my arms over my chest, and start tapping my foot at him; the universal sign of impatience.

He looks up at me and stats, "I've changed my mind. I don't want to say it."

I roll my eyes. Haven't we already got over the 'I'm not going to say it' thing? We've said it dozens of times.

"Just say it," I command.

"No," he says like a child refusing to take a bath. "I don't want to."

He stands up to walk out of the room when a small… something falls out of his pocket. It's kind of square-shaped, and appears to be black or navy. I look at it curiously.

"What's that?" I ask.

"Nothing," he replies quickly. I turn my eyes away from the thing to look up at his face. I may be the only one in the world who can tell when he is scared, and right now, he's terrified.

"Tell me what it is." Why can't he just listen to what I say?

"I told you, it's nothing. It's actually nothing. In fact, it's not really there. It's a magical illusion…" He rambles on about whatever he was talking about. Then, I notice him flinch. He's about to go for the thing. Just as he lunges for it, I grab my wand and use the 'Accio' spell to steal it away from his grasp. He stands up and turns away from me. I can see him slightly shaking. I notice the thing is a small box. I open it up and...

…quickly shut it again.

I tap him on the shoulder. He turns his head slowly.

"I didn't see it," I say.

"What?"

"Just pretend the last 5 minutes hasn't happened. I just walked in, annoyed at you for making me late for working, and asking what you're going to say. And instead of being a prick, you just say it."

He looks at me and smiles. "This means I win."

"Yes, for once in your life you win," I say impatiently. "Now say it."

"Hermione, will you marry me?"