NUMBER THREE: TELLING HARRY THAT DRACO IS MY LOVER.
They were in the library writing the essays that Binns had assigned the whole class after Draco's show. She blushed as she remembered the look he had given her when he had finally sat down. Harry was staring at her intently.
"Hermione, what was with that wink Malfoy gave you?"
"I don't really know Harry..." she trailed off and blushed again.
"Seriously, is there something going on? Did he hurt you?"
"NO, sheesh Harry, can we just drop it?"
"He's probably her secret lover Harry" Ginny joked. Harry turned away.
"Yeah, that's it. Draco Malfoy is my secret lover." Harry jerked around, not catching the sarcasm. The next thing she knew, Harry was across the room, and had put his fist into Draco's eye.
"Harry! I was being sarcastic..." she groaned as Madame Pince pulled the boys apart, assigning detention all around.