"So, Blaise, why exactly did you bring us here again?" Asked Ron, gesturing to the darkest corner of the Dungeons. Blaise sighed.

"I don't want either of you freaking out in public, that's why." Blaise said, his hands on his lap.

"So... What did you want to tell us?" Harry asked slowly. Blaise shifted uncomfortably.

"It's... Regarding Draco and Hermione." Blaise began. Ron and Harry both grinned.

"They're getting on like a house on fire, aren't they?" Harry started. "It's hard not to think Draco doesn't fancy her or something." Blaise looked up.

"That's it. That." He said suddenly, effectively cutting Harry off.

"What is?" Ron said, his grin fading.

"Draco does." Blaise said, looking between both of them.

"Does what?" Harry said, starting to get irritated.

"Draco likes Hermione." Blaise said loudly.

There was absolute silence.

Harry and Ron stood up abruptly. Harry got hold up Blaise's throat and backed him against the wall.

"You better not be lying Zabini." Ron whispered dangerously. Blaise grinned, as if Harry wasn't even touching him.

"Think about it. At the start of the year, until now, Draco's done all the things a lovesick fool would. I'm not lying, honest." Blaise replied, still grinning. Harry and Ron regarded him curiously and then Harry let go of him, his expression bemused. Ron began to laugh, and the other two looked at him.

"I'm sorry! It's just..." Ron spluttered. "I mean, Draco sodding Malfoy has a crush! And on 'Mione of all people!" Then they all grinned.

"Draco's really surprised by it all to be honest. He's never liked someone this much before." Blaise said. Harry looked at him curiously.

"Just how much does he like her?"

"Well. A whole lot, I'm guessing. He's never felt guiltier in his than life last night. And he's never really apologized to her as well, so I guess that's a pointer." Blaise shrugged.

"Wow." Harry and Ron said in unison. Blaise cleared his throat and tilted his head.

"Does... Do you know if Hermione likes him?" Blaise asked. Harry and Ron looked at each other.

"Well..." Harry started.

"It's kind of..." Ron said slowly.

"Hard to tell." They both said.

"Bloody hell, Harry, we're turning into Fred and George." Ron said grinning. Then he caught Blaise's eye.

"What do you mean, hard to tell?"

"Well, you know Hermione. We know she doesn't hate him anymore, but we don't know if that goes as far as... You know, liking him." Ron said.

"That's a shame. Draco really likes her. And he isn't the one to let girls go." Blaise sighed. They sat in silence mulling things over before Harry broke the silence.

"I've got an... Idea. It's a bad one, but it might work." He said slowly. They both looked at him expectantly. He went on uncertainly, "what if we try to... set them up?"

"You mean... Be like, Cupid's or something?" Blaise said, his eyebrow quirked. Ron agreed with an indication of his head.

"No no no." Harry said, shaking his head. "We'll be exactly the same, but we'll just... Maybe leave them alone by themselves a lot more."

"I guess... That could work." Ron said slowly. "But I'm not gonna go round complimenting Draco left right and center, okay?"

"Of course not." Harry laughed. And so, 'Plan Cupid' commenced.

-.-.-.-.-.-

Draco and Hermione sprang apart. They regarded each other with shock, only now registering that they'd so nearly kissed. Hermione found herself missing the warmth of Draco. She shook her head and, avoiding eye contact, gestured for Draco to stand against the wall, so whoever, or whatever didn't see him. She cautiously opened the door to find a gale force wind blowing. A broom resting on the ledge had knocked against the door because of being knocked off by the wind. Hermione sighed with relief, and then felt Draco's presence behind her. She turned around and avoided eye contact.

"Hermione. Please look at me." Draco said softly. Hermione rocked on her heels for a bit and then cautiously lifted her head, only to be immediately caught, and Draco's hands were cradling her head, searching her face. She flushed and squirmed and gently eased her head out of his hands and stepped back. He stepped back cautiously. "Hermione?" She just shook her head.

"Hermione... Please, what did I do? I-I..." Draco said imploringly. Hermione almost wanted to run back into him, his expression looked so forlorn, almost like a lost puppy.

"Nothing." She whispered, lifting her head to the piercing eyes of Draco. "You didn't do anything. It was me." Draco opened his mouth, but she cut him off by walking quickly away.

"Hermione!"

She started running.

"Hermione... What did I do wrong?" Draco whispered.

Hermione ran. I nearly kissed him. Do I even like him? Does he even like me? How on earth did we even end up like this? Of all people...

Of all people... I might have fallen for Draco Malfoy.

A/N: Oooh, another cliffy! Ish!
Oh gosh, guys, I'm so sorry for making you wait for so long, and the shortness of this chapter. D: It's just lately, I haven't had any inspiration and then my muse came back. :D
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