RingggRRRRiiinnng!

Draco picked up his phone and looked at the Caller ID. Harry Potter. He pressed the accept button and press his phone to his right ear.

"What do you want Potter?" said Draco rudely.

"Malfoy. I heard what happened with Hermione. I'm going to the soccer field and Hermione's house is right next to it. So I can take her home for you?"

Draco was filled with annoyance. He wanted to drive her home so he could have spent some quality time with her.

I guess Hermione deserves to choose, he thought to himself.

"'Kay, I'll ask her." He said reluctantly. "Hermione!" he yelled over the running kitchen sink. Hermoine was doing the dished but she stopped when she heard Draco's voice.

She wiped her soapy hand on a red towel. "What? Who are you on the phone with ?"

"It's Potter." Hermione grinned. "He wants to take you home." Draco's eyes were filled with hope that Hermione would say no

" Of course he can!Tell him I said Thank You "She upstairs to change into the clothes she came in. Draco swallowed a lump that was forming in his thought. Of course she chose him. Of course. Why did he even hope in the 1st place?

"Potter. You there?"

"Huh? Oh yeah. What did she say?" Harry asked, his voice sounded eager.

" Um. Well, "Draco cleared his thought and tried to answer but he couldn't get the words out" She said yes. Come pick her up in 20 minutes. Ok? Happy? Bye." Draco said all of this really quickly and then hung up on Harry.

"Hermione! Harry's picking you up in like twenty minutes" yelled Draco at the top of his lungs. He turned around and started texting Harry his address.

"Kay," Hermione replied. About 10 minutes later, she skipped down the stairs and ran into something tall and bulky. It was Draco. They both collapsed, with Draco under Hermione.

"Well, this isn't akward at all," commented Draco sarcastically. Hermoine giggled. Just then the door opened and Harry entered the house.

" What the….?" Harry smirked behind Hermione's back. The look on Harry's was priceless.

" Hermione. Get up. We need to leave right now ." said Harry with an annoyed expression on his face. Hermione got off Draco and smoothed down her hair. Draco got up and turned to face Hermione.

"Thanks for everything, Draco." Hermione politely said. She hugged him tightly and picked up her tote bag filled with all her books. She and Harry turned and headed out the door. When they both reached Harry's brand new Mercedes, Hermione turned around and waved back at Draco. He grinned and returned the gesture. Hermione hopped into the front seat and Harry closed the door for her. When the car left the parking lot, Draco's expression changed. He wanted to punch a wall or preferably Potter's face. He turned around and slammed the front door shut.

In the car, Hermione was practically bouncing in her seat with excitement. Harry Potter was driving her her home. Harry Potter was driving her home. HARRY POTTER WAS DRIVING HER HOME!

"Soo.. How was it spending the night at Malfoy's?" asked Harry with a curious expression on his face.

"Not bad. I slept on the couch while… I think it was Narcissa who took care of me all night." Answered Hermione.

"Sounds fun. Did Malfoy annoy the heck out of you in the morning?"

"No. He was actually pretty nice to me."Harry looked surprised." Ya. I know. I was like what happened with him? Since when was he all polite-y?"

"Miracles happen," said Harry very matter-of-factly. Hermione snorted. After a few seconds of an awkward silence Harry spoke." You know you look pretty this morning." Hermione rolled her eyes, but inside her mind she was screaming. Harry Potter thought she was pretty! "No. Hermione, I'm completely serious. You really do look amazing." At this remark she blushed, but the her whole expression changed. Harry was the one who ditched her last night and cause all of this to happened.

"Harry. I need an explanation. Why did you ditch me yesterday and went off with Pansy?"

"Ditch you? You didn't show up at the bench and Pansy was with me cause we were doing the project together."

"Yes I was. But of course you didn't see me. You were to busy flirting with Pansy! "exclaimed Hermione angrily."

"Granger! I was not flirting with Pansy at all. I was trying to be nice to her. Don't you feel bad for her?" he asked agitatedly.

"Um, no. She's like the most popular girl in school and she rich and pretty," stated Hermione.

"Hermione," said Harry softly,"Pansy has cancer."