Hermione felt on top of the world. She had amazing friends, she spent all of her time at her favorite place in the world, and she had a boyfriend who loved her. The only thing holding it all back was the fact that her best friends, Harry and Ron, hated her true best friend, Draco.

She often wondered about what would happen if Harry and Ron ever found out about her relationship. She and Draco had kept it a secret for about two years, and they were both getting tired of it. Hermione was sick of looking at Pansy Parkinson fawning all over him, when she knew that it should be her. And he couldn't just push Pansy away; that would cause suspicions from the other Slytherins.

Hermione laughed to herself. She sort of felt as if she were in a romance novel. But the outcome wouldn't be as pretty as in books; Harry and Ron would definitely be furious. She sighed inwardly, knowing that she would have to keep it a secret for a while longer.

But she was somewhat okay with it. She enjoyed her times with Draco, even if it meant having to sneak around. She would rather that than not see him at all. So she just pushed all doubtful thoughts to the back of her head, not giving them another glance.

Books held closely to her chest, Hermione dodged the many students in the crowded corridor. People were pushing and shoving, so she kept walking faster. Finally she made it out into an empty hallway, glad to be alive. That's when someone came up behind her and wrapped their arms around her waist, lifting her off the ground.

She let out a yelp of surprise, before realizing who the strong arms holding her and the chuckling in her ear belonged to.

"Draco." She said in frustration as he put her down, although a smile was on her face. She turned around to see him smirking.

"Granger." He said before leaning down and kissing her sweetly. It lasted about five seconds before he pulled away, still smirking at her.

"You know, I think we're pretty much on a first name basis by now." She said as they walked, hand in hand.

"I know, but I still call you Granger because I know it bugs you."

"Right." She rolled her eyes, but that didn't mean that she didn't like his immaturity. She actually loved it.

It was quite for a minute as they walked, but it was a comfortable silence. Then Draco broke it by saying, "Okay, there's something I want to know."

"Hmm?" she asked as she stared down at her feet casually.

"How do you get to your classes so fast?" At this, Hermione looked up at him with eyes slightly bigger than usual. "I mean, one second you're not there, and then the next second you are. Either you're a really fast walker or you know a bit of powerful magic. More so than we learn in class."

"Well, it's not like we're in a magical school or anything." Hermione muttered. Draco stared at her face.

"Hermione." He said with a raised eyebrow. She looked back up at him and stopped walking, causing him to as well.

"I-I can't really…tell you."

"Why not?"

"Because I promised I wouldn't."

"Who did you promise?"

"Yeah, right. You can't trick me into telling you, I am smarter than you Draco." She chuckled. He looked away, knowing his plan failed but still smiling as well.

"Please. I won't tell anyone else, I promise." He said. Hermione took one look at him and instantly knew that he wasn't going to let it go until he got his answer.

She sighed and said, "Fine, I'll tell you." She quickly looked around, making Draco laugh.

"We're the only ones here 'Mione." He smiled. He often wondered how she could be so adorable.

She smiled as well and said, "Alright." She reached into her robes and pulled out a gold chain. And attached to it looked to be like a little sand time-teller.

"This is a time-turner. It allows me to go back in time. That's how I've been getting to my classes all year."

Draco stared wide eyed at it, examining it closely. "Whoa." He said under his breath. Then a smile appeared on his face. "Can we try it out?"

"No!" Hermione said, quickly taking it back. "Draco, time is not a thing to be meddled with. It's a very precious thing, and one little slip up could change the whole outcome of things."

Draco stared at her in disbelief, his mouth open. "What? You just said you've been using it all year!"

"Yes, but so I can get to my classes. We have no reason to use it now." She said as she put it back around her neck, hiding it beneath her robes.

Draco threw his head back, looking at the ceiling. "Why do you have to be so logical?" he groaned.

"Oh please, it's one of the things you love most about me." She smirked.

He looked back at her and said, "True." He took her hand in his again and they began walking. "But how did you get it? Those kinds of things are only available at the Ministry."

"McGonagall gave it to me at the start of term. I told her how many classes I signed up for, and she said that it would help me. And believe me, it certainly has."

Draco nodded, raising his eyebrows. Hermione then said, "Now, don't you feel special? I haven't even told Harry or Ron about this yet."

He smiled and said, "Yes. But that's easy. You and I both know that I'm way better than Potty or Weasel."

Hermione rolled her eyes. Sometimes she didn't know how she got a guy like Draco.

Another chapter! :P

What did you think? I wanted to make it more fluffy and happy, since the last one was so serious. But, there will be another serious chapter to come. You still have to figure out why Draco's boggart is a…

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