A/N: Hello! It's me again! How are ya'll? Thanks for the wonderful reviews. All of it were really appreciated. And look, I updated. A little treat for Hallow's Eve. ;)

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Chapter 2: Hugs and Kisses

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Hermione went outside her house with curious eyes following her. She had never felt that conscious before. She looked around her surroundings but saw nothing. A soft breeze passed through her making her hair billow in the wind.

She shuddered. She suddenly felt a presence at her left side. She tilted her head and saw her next door neighbor's son, Thomas. She smiled at him with nervousness and waved him a 'hi'.

He smiled back. "Hey Hermione! You looked dressed up." He looked her up and down making her blush.

"Oh, I'll be going to my school." She stared at her shoes, never dared to look up. "I'm going to stay there till the end of the school year."

"Oh." The sound of his voice held disappointment. She could feel him pout. She giggled a little. "What?"

She shook her head and burst out in another round of giggles. Thomas raised a brow. "What is it? Was is it something I said?" He took a step closer.

"N-no." she tried to stop giggling but only let out a snort. "It's just that, I can't stop laughing or giggling whenever you are with me." She looked up and saw him smiling at her. His eyes were a light blue with silver specks whenever he smiled. His hair was a ruffled blond that turns brown whenever directed to sunlight.

He kind of looks like... her train of thoughts were cut off as a honk surrounded the silence.

"'Mione dear!" her father got out of the car waving at her to come to him. "We got to go now! You'll be late!"

Hermione smiled apologetically at Thomas. "I need to go." She walked towards their car when she was turned abruptly around and was face to face to a blushing Thomas.

"H-hermione..." he stammered.

His father honked at her again. She looked at Thomas pleadingly. "Thomas, I need to go." He leaned in close enough to give her a peck on the cheek. "I'll miss you."

Hermione blushed at the sudden contact. She nodded her head and turned her back at him. "I'll miss you too." She murmured. She ran towards their car never looking back and as she closed her door, she saw he was gone.

She thought of how identical Draco and Thomas was. The looks only of course. She thought miserably. She always wanted Draco more than anything.

Well not always exactly. She blushed. The very day that she got attracted to him was the day that he warned her about the death eaters. At first, she didn't believe a word he had said but it was true.

"Granger, they're after muggles," Hermione shook slightly at the memory of their fourth year. "Keep that big bushy head down, Granger,"

"He cared about me," she smiled. She started to care about him too, after that. But after that year, everything changed. Draco became colder to her than usual. Never looking at her way with that glare and smirk that sent tingles down her spine. She was ignored like she doesn't even exist! Harry and Ron were really worried for her when she went to the Library in late hours, studying or rather thinking about him.

The car suddenly stopped and she was jerked out of her reverie. "'Mione dear," her father started. "I want you to be careful, alright?"

Hermione kissed her father on the cheek. "Of course, Dad." She waved goodbye and went towards Hogwart's express levitating her trunk. She saw her friends shortly with Mrs. Weasley giving them each a hug.

"Now, you kids be good now." She waved goodbye and Disapparated out of sight leaving them to get in the train.

"Hey Harry!" Hermione ran towards them with a cheery smile gracing her features. Harry and Ron bellowed back, waving.

"Hey 'Mione." Both said in unison. Harry and Ron had grown a lot over the summer. Harry's height was a whooping 5'10 while Ron was taller than a mere inch.

Harry, Ron and Hermione went back to their compartment, chatting. Rain suddenly started to pour when they were half way through the journey to Hogwarts. The rain splattering the windows, clashing with their conversation making it hard to hear what the other one was saying.

"Harry, Ron," Hermione said, excited. "Did I mention that I'm Head Girl!"

Ron grinned at her and said with the same tone, "Good for you, 'Mione." Harry also gave her a thumb's up. "Right. So who's the Head Boy?"

Hermione laughed nervously. "Aren't you the Head Boy, Harry?" Harry shook his head and said in a monotone, "No, are you Ron?"

Ron chuckled. "Nope, sorry 'Mione."

Hermione frowned. "Then who is?"

Just then, a knock came from the door. Hermione peeked from the glass pane and saw that it was Dean. He was looking at them weirdly. Hermione opened the door and ushered him in. "Hello guys!" he said in amusement.

Hermione happily said her reply, "Hey Dean!"

Dean looked at her slyly. "You are the Head Girl, right Hermione?"

Hermione smiled at him proudly. "Right! Are you Head Boy then, Dean?"

He shook his head. "No, I don't know who is. But Professor McGonagall told me to tell you that you will have a Prefect meeting at the first compartment. Maybe you'll meet with the Head Boy there." He shrugged.

Hermione stood up quickly and kissed both Harry and Ron on the cheek. "Well, I'll see you boys later," she opened up her trunk and took the Head Girl badge. "Thanks Dean, by the way."

She walked out of the compartment thinking of who the Head Boy was. Passing by some Ravenclaws, she smiled at them as a friendly greeting. They bellowed her back. Arriving at the compartment where the meeting was being held. She took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Hel-," she stopped midway the greeting and stared mouth agape at a boy with blond hair and silver-blue eyes. He smirked at her and nodded his head in greeting. "Granger."

"Malfoy," she breathed.

Draco walked towards her and stopped at her front. "You're Head Girl, then?" She nodded.

Somehow he looked different. With his hair down, ruffled slightly that hides a part of his eyes. His chiseled face that scrunched up in an amused way.

"What?" she asked annoyed. He smirked.

"Nothing." He walked towards the door and closed it. He passed by Hermione sitting at a couch near the mahogany desk where he stood moments before she had arrived.

"What are you getting at, Malfoy?" Hermione scowled at him with loathing but her eyes gave her away. Draco raised a brow at this.

"Well then Granger, shall we wait in peace or in pieces?" he said patting down at the other side of the couch. Hermione looked defiantly and smugly went beside him, sitting down.

The whole trip they didn't talk to each other except when they were telling the Prefects of what duties they will have to do and what the other's opinions are.

As they close in a stop, Malfoy opened the compartment door and let her out. "Ladies first." Hermione looked at him oddly and went outside.

'He is definitely up to something.'

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