"So… ya come here often?" The oldest, stupidest pick up line in the book. As not expected, the girl didn't turn him down. How sad. Yes, people, love was in the air.

It was Valentine's day. The day where people confess love, break hearts, and engage in .. more love.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

"Heya, Granger." Draco said, walking into her room. Ever heard of knocking? "And why are you so chipper today, Malfoy?"

"Well, love is in the air!" he cried, and then frowned at her. "Why is my favorite mudblood upset now?" She glared, and he just smiled. A sweet smile, which clearly stated, 'I'm happy, because I love making your life miserable."

Well, at least that's how Hermione interpreted it.

Regardless of how annoyed she was with him, she decided to explain to him- her problems. He always listened, even if he didn't care. He looked at her, with an intense gaze, listening to her words seep through her mouth, and say absolutely nothing. That is, until his jerkiness started back up.

"..and I'm really upset." she finished, explaining how Michael hadn't talked to her- even when she tried to approach him. He would walk away.

"Granger, I might say something that is going to hurt your feelings. So don't take it personally, ok?" she nodded, knowing either way, she would be bothered when he started a sentence like that.

"I really, really, really do not care." he said, trying to sound sincere, but becoming more of the bastard he was inside.

"How should I not take that personally, you jerk?" she said, realizing her come-back was pathetic.

Silence.

He looked like her was thinking; something deep. He didn't stare at her, like usually. He stared at the bed, and then smiled. An evil smile.

But nevertheless, a smile. Right?

"How's we make that so called boyfriend of your jealous, eh Granger?" This would not only help her out, it would also help him out. A lot.

Hermione thought about it for a few second, before a grin took over her face. "What are you saying, Malfoy?" she asked, knowing exactly what he was saying.

"Ya know Granger, you would never be classified as a retard- please don't start now. " Somehow, that insult didn't seem to bother her in the least. She actually grinned and said, "Okay!"

His eyes widened, as she got up from her bed, and started throwing clothes from her closet. She then, came back to face him, with a black shirt, and a green mini skirt and a black strap-less shirt that hugged her body, and dark denim jeans.

He stared at her and said, "Why are you asking me this? I'm not your freaking fashion designer." She rolled her eyes, and when he was about to walk out the door she yelled, "The mini skirt and the black shirt by the way!"

She smiled, and went to take a shower. Cleansing her body, washing away non- existing wounds of hurt, and bringing in a cool yet warm breeze of change.

She was happy.

After a half in hour of grooming and taming her.. lack of better usage of 'bad' weird, hair she stepped out to be greeted by Draco wearing all black.

"Well, aren't we in the spirit!" she said, sarcastically.

"Yeah, we gotta' work on your sarcasm too." he said, rolling his eyes at her grinning face.

"Hey, Malfoy." she said, looking up at him, putting on his shoes.

"Hmm?" Not really looking or caring what she was about to say.

""C'mere."

His face perked up, and he raised an eyebrow, walking near her; but at the same time keeping his distance.

"..yeah?" His voice, attentive- soft.

She reached up, and moved hair out of his face, slowly bringing it out of his eyes. Managing to also caress his face. She kept her hand on his cheek, and stared at his face. Nervously smiling, because she really didn't know what to say.

Draco just had to go and ruin the moment, apparently.

"So, ya do like me, don't ya Granger. Mmh, your not so bad your self. Actually-"

"Augh, shut up!"

Way to mess up your chance, Draco ol' boy.

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Blustar4lyfe: I hadn't really edited this, so please forgive me on any typos you may encounter. I hope you all enjoyed this, free-luurvin' chapter.

It'll get heavy soon, just you wait. Review please! Reviewers love. And if you don't understand, don't worry I suck at equations too, it means I love reviews! So.. You know the drill! And, I know this was one again- short. But I promise, next chapter is going to be really really long. SO ... uuhm yeah, wait!