Once again my readers I apologize for such a late update. I know, I know, it's getting old child. But never fear because I will be updating like a mad man soon. School will be over on the 21st this month and I won't have to worry about homework and finals and projects. Don't worry. The end is coming to this story soon anyway. But until then, this chapter will be a little different. It won't necessarily be from the point of view of Draco or Hermione. (Not that I did it in point of views.) Just read it and let me know what you think.


Blaise sat down in a chair reading a book about a witch, a princess and dragons and snickered. This book was absolutely absurd. In all of Blaise's life he had never come across a witch who had green skin and taunted "boil and bubble, toil and trouble" or any of that foolishness. He looked up from the top of his book and smiled at Parvati who was wrapped in a green blanket sleeping soundly on top of her open book. Blaise smiled warmly and set his book down; he walked over to his fiancée and eased the hard cover book out from under her.

He tucked a long strand of black hair out of her eyes. Blaise wasn't sure how it happened actually. Him and Parvati that is, what it was that brought them together. He wouldn't even give her a glance back at school. To him she was just one of those Gryffindor gits that just got in the way. Now she was the single most important thing in the world to him. He would jump in front of any curse to protect her.

It had to of been when he first switched sides from dark to light. When he first started at Gringotts and she came to make a withdrawal from her vault for some shopping in town. They bumped into each other and got to talking. At first it was about school and then to the ever dreadful war to how he and Draco had switched to the side of light. In the beginning it took a little proof and persuasion to show her his commitment to both the light side and to her. Then before they knew it they were in love and moving in together.

Blaise leaned down to kiss her lightly on the forehead. She mumbled something and moved forward an inch. He smiled again, what spell was it that made him so amused at every breath she took? A light tapping came to the window and Blaise walked over to let it in. It was a dark brown owl carrying a rolled up piece of parchment with a silver ribbon tied around it.

He recognized the writing immediately as Draco's writing and snickered. He could only imagine what Draco Malfoy would have to say. For Merlin's sake he was in a mansion surrounded by beautiful women who each were evying for his attention. He unrolled bracing himself for what ever could be inside.

Blaise,

How are you mate? Go on and tell me? How have you been? What's new? Have you and Parvati picked out china yet? If so I would love to help with those wonderful patterns. Now I must tell you something, I'm dying in this hell hole! I don't know what is wrong with me! It must be something I ate! I lost three pounds from not eating! (And you and I both know that I cannot loose too much weight. It won't look good on my body; muscle will turn to skin and bones. Not very attractive.)

Well were at it I can't sleep! All I do is stare at the ceiling and count the little bumps up there (I've counted about 7,456 so far). I have rather disgusting bags under my eyes now making my "flawless" skin blotchy. I'm tired Blaise, very tired.

To make my symptoms worse I get clammy hands and the urge to throw up an awful lot. I hear this beating sound inside my ears and sometimes have trouble keeping my balance! Blaise what the bloody hell is wrong with me?

Now in a somewhat lighter note let me tell you about these women. I have six left; Rhonda, Grace, Denise, Monica, Shawn, and Lethie. Each one of them is madly in love with me already, so you pretty much lost this bet my friend. Between you and me tomorrow night I have to give two of them the boot and it's going to be Lethie and Monica. Monica doesn't open up enough and Lethie is too clingy when I'm with her. Neither is Malfoy material. So about these last four girls; Rhonda, Grace, Shawn and Denise

Rhonda is very athletic and spunky. She's outgoing and is lots of fun. Grace reminds me a lot of myself actually. She's a little spoiled but beyond gorgeous! She's classy and can hold an intelligent discussion with me (she would actually fit perfectly into the Malfoy family). Shawn is just this adorable little thing. She's very compassionate and will listen to anything I have to say and not once complain! Then there's Denise…I don't even know where to begin with this girl. She is beautiful of course and actually very intelligent, which I recently learned. I find myself thinking about her at the oddest of times and when I'm on a date with her I wait for her to give me the usual sarcastic remark. She's got this hold on me to where I can want to hand the rose to someone else but when I open my mouth I end up saying "Denise".

As a matter of fact I get clammy and sick to my stomach when she's around me. Do you think I'm allergic to anything she wears or something? I know that whatever is wrong with me Denise is most likely to blame. Write me back this instant and help me!

Your mate,

Draco Malfoy

Blaise laughed as he pulled out some parchment and a quill. Draco was right Denise was the root to whatever was wrong with him. Draco Malfoy was in love with Denise! It was so obvious to him seeing as he went through the same thing with Parvati. But Draco was never in love therefore he never felt what he was feeling now which made it perfectly understandable for him to be confused and even a little scared.

It wasn't at all weird for Blaise to see the vulnerable side of Draco. They've seen it in each other and knew they could trust one another. Blaise slipped the letter in the envelope and handed it to owl. Blaise told him that what he was feeling was only love and by the looks of it with Denise. He watched the owl fly away and smirked. Draco had mentioned that he had already won the bet and of course being him he had to slip in there that it wasn't over yet. Draco may be falling in love but who's to say she feels the same way about him? Or that it would even work out.

Although Blaise kept trying to fill his head with the doubt he hoped that this would be a bet he lost.


"Thanks for walking me back home, Harry." Ginny said as she tightened her scarf around her neck a little more.

"Your welcome, Ginny." Harry answered as they made their way up her walk. He looked down at the ground and every now and then would steal a glance at her then turn away. Why didn't he ask her out again? What stopped them from being together now?

Ginny started to unlock the door and allowed her eyes to scan over to Harry who was staring at the dark velvet sky. Why didn't he make a move? Was he over her? Was their little romance only for school? It couldn't have been anyone in their right mind would see that they were both still crazy for each other. "Do you want to come in?" Ginny asked a little hopeful. Harry smiled and nodded his head.

It was dark inside but Ginny quickly had a light on. "Why don't you sit down? I'll get us something to drink."

"Sure." Harry nodded as he slipped out of his coat. He sat down on her couch and waved his wand as a fire magically burned inside the fire place. Ginny poured some nice wine into two tall glasses and came out to join Harry. Harry smiled and accepted his glass.

"Cheers to…" Ginny began allowing Harry to finish the rest of the toast.

"Hermione possibly finding love." Harry said smiling as they clanked their glasses together. They both took a sip and then leaned back into the couch.

"Harry I have to ask you a question…" Ginny started to say but wasn't given the chance to finish. Before she could see what was happening she felt Harry's lips on hers. She didn't want to ruin it though so she kissed him back. His hand touched her cold cheek instantly warming it and his other hand slowly wrapped around her waist. Her hands slid to his shoulders pulling him closer to her. So many memories came flooding back to them both of being together and old emotions resurfacing. Maybe too many though because Harry snapped away and looked down at the ground.

"I have to go."" He said grabbing his coat and sprinting towards her door.

"Harry what's wrong?" Ginny asked getting up to follow him. Harry didn't answer he just walked down her walk and out of sight. Ginny stood at the door and felt a sharp pain in her heart. Why would he do that to her?

An owl perched itself on her shoulder and dropped an envelope in front of her. Ginny wiped at a silent tear and took the envelope and owl inside. It was from Hermione. Ginny tore into the paper and read.

My dear Ginny,

I have a problem. As you very well know I'm on the Bachelor and do not want to be here really at all! But to make matters worse the bachelor is Draco Malfoy from school! You know the one, the cruel Slytherin who did nothing but torment me? Yes I know! I was shocked to discover the same thing! I was even more shocked to see he didn't even recognize me! That's right he had no idea I was Hermione Granger!

I sort of took advantage of it and told him my name was Denise. To this day I'm still here and he thinks I'm a muggle named Denise. My plan was to get him to fall in love with me and then on national television when he proposed to me I would humiliate him and deny it. It was going to be great! I was going to get my well deserved revenge!

Everything was going according to plan. He was falling for my act and continued to give me a rose each time. Well were now down to only four of us tonight. We just got back from the rose ceremony and it's me, Grace, Rhonda and Shawn. I don't know what to do! Each of these girls has a special bond with him and I just barely started to form one with him! There's no way my plan can follow through now! What if I'm the one who ends up humiliated?

Enough of my whining for now. I need your help Ginny. The next date is where he meets my family. And well as you know I sort of lied about my identity and my parents need to know what to do. Can you talk to them and do anything you can to get them to play along with it? Please! I need you and Ron and Harry there as well. Disguise yourselves if you have to. Just be there. This has to go perfectly. I can't let him loose interest just as I'm starting too.

That's right Ginny, I Hermione Jane Granger am falling in love with Draco Black Malfoy.

Love always,

Hermione

Ginny reread the letter and let her jaw drop each time she got to the last sentence. Ginny set the letter down and walked over to her desk and began writing a letter to Hermione. She would make sure everything went perfect that night. Just because her love life was only going downhill doesn't mean she was going to let her best friend's go down either. Even if it was with Draco Malfoy…


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Hermione set the letter down from Ginny and smiled. She knew she could count on her to make sure something got done. Hermione went back to the mirror and began to try to curl her hair into tight tresses. She sighed this was a lot harder then the other girls made it look. Then again they didn't have the…volume she did.

Rhonda had already gone to her house and from what she said it was a great. She could see why Rhonda was very energetic and Draco was athletic and so she imagined them playing a game with her family from her young nephew and great grandmother. Grace was very hush hush about her date. But Hermione could already tell he fit right in. He was probably what they wanted for their little girl. He was wealthy and so was she and both could handle those upper-class moments with "sophistication".

Hermione had to follow those acts and it was insane to think she could surpass both! What was Ginny going to be able to say to her family? Doubt began to settle inside as she zipped up her jacket. She looked in the mirror and tried to smile. Grace wore a red short dress and diamonds, Rhonda wore jeans and her favorite basketball jersey and brought a ball with her, no doubt she taught Draco how to play. One thing about Draco was that he was up for anything that would get him that close to a girl from behind.

Draco was such a pervert, and snobby and why was Hermione worried about trying to impress him so much? She threw herself on the bed and clasped her hands over her eyes she didn't want to admit it. She couldn't admit it! She was still here to do one thing and one thing only to humiliate him. Yet here she was and she couldn't shake him from her system. The only time she used to think about him was as she planned her little scam (she doesn't even think about it anymore) now all she thought about was when she would see him again or what to wear or what to say. What was wrong with her? His stupid charms got to her. That's what happened. She let her guard down and fell for his charm and spell…

"Denise your limo is here!" Rhonda called from the living room. Hermione looked in the mirror and sighed. She wore dark jeans, brown shoes and an orange shirt with brown beads. It would due.

When she stepped ouut of the limo she took a look around her old neighborhood and smiled. This is where she grew up and this is where Draco would be coming soon. If someone were to tell her she would be inviting Draco Black Malfoy over to meet her parents she would think she suffered one too many Dungbombs. She paced nervously and waited for him to come.

"Miss me?" a soft entrancing voice called to her. Hermione smiled and turned around to see Draco walking towards her smirking with his hands in his pockets. Hermione walked up to him with the same slow pace he had and when they finally stood in front of one another he wrapped his strong arms around her tightly pulling her towards him. She felt something inside her melt and she was scared about that. He let himself breathe in the fruity smell of her hair and his eye lids slowly dropped. They finally broke their embrace and smiled. Hermione felt her cheeks go red and he shook the blonde bangs from his eyes. "So this is where you grew up?" he asked taking her hand in his.

"Yes. Good old London." She said staring at the ground trying to talk over her pounding heart. Stop it she ordered herself.

"I grew up here myself." Draco said looking at the muggle neighborhood. "Not around her though." He added as he thought of the Malfoy Manor in its secluded area.

"All I want to tell you Draco is to go in with an open mind." She said as they walked up to the walk way. She had no idea what Ginny had worked out for her family.

Draco smirked and crossed his arms. "I'm a little anxious here Denise." He said.

"Yeah well so am I." she said