WARNING: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER, HERMIONE GRANGER, RONALD WEASLEY, DRACO MALFOY, GINNY WEASLEY, ETC. THE CHARACTERS MENTIONED ABOVE ARE ALL J.K. ROWLING'S PROPERTY. EXCEPT FOR ANY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS NOT MENTIONED IN THE BOOKS. (This idea was from waaaaaay back when I was first reading the HP series and thought that Hermoine and Harry were supposed to get together. Obviously, I was horribly wrong. There's a little bit of Dramione fluff at the beginning, but since this is mainly a Hermione/Harry kinda thing, Hermione and Draco break up after a little ways into the story. Enjoy!

"Wondering when the sun shall shine

Wondering when the rain shall fall

Wondering when the water shall flow

Wondering just where you are."

As she walked down the corridor, her prefect's lamp swinging from her hand, Hermione hummed a tune of her own composition. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, and Hermione's lamp flame stuttered and almost went out. Her heart beat a sharp, fast tattoo on the inside of her chest. (A/N Tattoo used the way it is in this sentence means a rythym. Ex: The drum major pounded a tattoo on his drum. Just wanted to clear that up! Read on!)
" 'Mione?" A familiar voice called.

Waves of relief pounded through Hermione, so strong they almost made her collapse. "Harry, that you?" she called through the darkness.

"Yeah, it's me. Just trying to find the bathroom." The jet-haired teenager replied. "You?"

"Prefect Duty. Bathroom's that way." Hermione replied, pointing her finger to the right, towards a heavy wooden door.

"Thanks a bunch 'Mione!" Harry exclaimed and jogged towards the door, and with a muted THUD, disappeared from view to do his "business."

Hermione continued to walk back and forth across the same stretch of hallway, humming her tune, and smiled at Harry as he passed by her, back to his dormitory at the top of Gryffindor Tower.

Just as she was turning to go back down the hallway, another sudden set of footsteps set her on high-alert. "Who's there? Show yourself! Only Prefects and Heads of House allowed out at this time of night!" Hermione called.

"Oh shush. It's only me." Draco soothed.

"Oh! Draco! Thank heavens, I thought you were someo-something else. Like a stray blastended skrewt or something like that." she replied.

"Someone else, like who?" Draco inquired.

Oh no! He's caught my slip-up! Now what do I do?! Hermione fretted. "Oh, um, I don't know, like, umm, Filch! Yes, I thought you were- umm, ahh- Filch!" She stuttered.

Draco was very close to her face now. "Hermione," he whispered. "Hermione, you're a very bad liar, you know that?" he said. Then, with a kiss that was no more than a soft brush of the lips, he walked off.

Hermione was trembling. What had happened? And just who was she so occupied with?

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