Over the next month, Hermione was showered with lavish gifts from Draco. Not enough magic in the world could have made them all fit in the girls' dormitory! She finally had to just give them back and make him stop giving her so many! From then on Draco was only allowed to give her gifts on Christmas, Valentine's Day, and her birthday, and even then the max was only one!
Hermione met Draco at the R.o.R. again…
"Hermione, may I… er… kiss you?" Draco asked, meekly.
"Oh!" Hermione said, dumbfounded, "Alright."
As they were kissing, Draco was starting to doubt what he was doing. You see, he was planning this all along. He knew that Harry would be nothing without his friends, so he decided that he'd kill one of them. He knew that Hermione was a hopeless romantic, and would be an easy target. Harry would be nothing without Hermione's brains, so he'd decided to gain her trust and get close enough to kill her. He'd do it in the room of requirement where no one would find her. But one thing he didn't count on was ACTUALLY falling in… LOVE! He already had the knife in his hand, ready to force it through her heart. He though a while, and decided that she was worth too much to him. He dropped the knife. It fell with a metallic clang on the floor. Hermione heard it and stepped away from Draco to see what had fallen behind her.
"Draco? Why do you have this?" Hermione asked, sounding very confused.
"I… er… I was just… um-" Draco stammered.
"I can't believe it! Harry was right! I should have listened to him in the first place! I should never have trusted you Draco Malfoy!" Hermione yelled as she ran for the door. But before she left, she hurled the knife at Draco and it went straight through his left arm, then she ranout of the room! Draco dropped to his knees, crying. But not because of the pain from the wound in his arm, but because Hermione was so mad at him, and he knew she was right for it.