Hey Everyone! Sorry it has taken me so long to update! Been SO busy! Here you go please excuse lateness!

"Granger….What are you doing here?" Hermione didn't know what to say so she decided to be rude about it. "Why should you care Malfoy and what are you doing in a muggle-born place Malfoy? Shouldn't you be somewhere bragging about your riches or has it bored you to tears already like the rest of us?" Hermione knew she was being mean but she needed something to get him off her back. "Well pardon me mudblood but I do believe that filth doesn't belong in restaurants, I suggest you make your leave." Hermione, feeling a sudden change again quickly stalked off into the girl's bathroom only to find…oddly….a miniature Dumbledore sitting on the hot water knob on the sink!

Hermione stepped back, rubbed her eyes, slapped herself and blinked twice. Yep it was real. "You are probably wondering why I am here Ms. Granger, let me explain. (AN: Got the idea from Tokyo Mew Mew!) Rose is simply a shallow form of yourself. If you start to feel pure emotions such as love you convert back to your normal self because deep inside you want it to be you and not Rose." Hermione suddenly realized as she looked in the mirror that she was Rose again. "You see." Dumbledore continued. "If you were in love with someone would you want them to love you or the you, you he thinks you are." "Well, if he really did love me and I really did love him back I guess I would want it to be me and not me watching myself from inside my own body." Hermione realized she had just completely confused herself and fell silent. "Exactly. And that is why your body does that. Now I do think you should go back to your meeting but remember as the old saying goes beauty is only skin deep and roses (he winked) can cut like thorns." Dumbledore snapped and vanished from sight.

Hermione quickly regained herself and went to sit with Draco once more.

::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::Two Weeks Later:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

Over this period of time Hermione and Draco had gotten to know each other very well. (Well from Draco's point of view he had no idea who Rose really was.) And the train to Hogwarts was arriving in three days time. "I am sure you'll be a Slytherin with me it is the best house." Hermione choked on her drink but quickly recovered and smiled, she seemed to be having to do a lot of that these days.

As the days came to a close and they reached Platform nine and three quarters Draco unexpectedly took Hermione's hand, squeezed it, and walked briskly in between platforms nine and ten.

And Hermione's last thoughts were," What will happen now?"

Sorry for such the wait! I recently moved and started a new school and everything so even though writing is my escape I haven't been able to put a story line together one of my stories I even think I might have to end! Well I am glad I didn't have to end this one just yet ;) please Read and Review!