(A/N: On with the story!!!)

Hermione walked down the streets of Hogsmeade, heading toward The Three Broomsticks. She, of course, was by herself.

The unmistakable blonde head of a certain Slytherin was coming Hermione's way, and talk to him was the last thing she wanted to do. She got behind a crowd of people and went into the nearest door she saw. This was a mistake too, because she bumped right into Ron and Harry.

"Oh, sorry...Harry." She tried to walk past them, but Ron and Harry grabbed her by the arm and steered her into a booth. It was then that she realized that she was in The Three Broomsticks. In her hurry to get away from the Slytherin git she didn't notice where she had gone into.

Hermione looked around and immediately spotted Fred and George staring at her as if she had betrayed them. All she really wanted to do was go over and be with them. They were the ones who really cared. They weren't the ones who went off into a broom closet with Parvati, and they weren't the ones who had gone out with her over some stupid bet.

"Hermione, are you listening?" Harry interrupted her thoughts, and with a quick glance over at their table, Hermione realized that Fred and George weren't there anymore.

"Listen you two, I am supposed to be here at Hogsmeade with Fred and George, so if you don't mind I'll be trying to find them, since someone stopped me from meeting them here," Hermione said this in the nicest way possible.

Ron looked hurt and said, "Y—you're here with....with my brothers?"

"Yes, because they're the only ones who seem to care about me around here, so if you'll excuse me," Hermione got up out of her seat and headed for the door, but before she got there she bumped into yet another someone.

Hermione sighed, "Oh no, not again!"

Malfoy half smiled at Hermione and said, "Can I talk to you?"

"I don't know, do I get half of the money you'll win?"

"W—what? Hermione I wasn't going to go through with the bet— "

"I don't have time for you to lie to me right now...I have to go and meet Fred and George."

"You're at Hogsmeade with the Weasley's?"

"Yes....Goodbye Malfoy."

Draco's face fell as Hermione walked out of The Three Broomsticks, but he decided to follow and maybe talk some sense into her.

"Malfoy, why are you following me?!??!??!"

"I'm not following you, Hermione."

Hermione fumed at the fact that he still called her Hermione. Not that she wanted him to call her Mudblood or anything, but Granger would be nice.

"Then why are you walking so damn close to me?"

"Because I need to talk to you."

"Yeah, well I don't need to talk to you, so leave me alone!"

Just then the twins stepped out of Zonko's Joke Shop.

"Is he bothering you Hermione?" George questioned.

"Yeah, because we can hex him" Fred added.

"Yes he's bothering me, what'd you think? That I was yelling because I was so happy." Hermione said sarcastically.

Malfoy cut in, "Hang on a second, give me a chance Hermione."

"You know what Malfoy, I think I've given you enough chances."

"No, Hermione please!." Malfoy frantically thought for something to help him, and then he got it. "Hermione. Give me this," He said as he pulled a small bottle out of his pocket.

"Veritaserum?"

"Yes...just let me prove to you that I'm telling the truth."

Before Fred or George could disagree, Draco grabbed Hermione by the arm and took off running to the alley. Fred and George followed immediately.

(A/N: Sorry to cut in right in the middle of the story, but I just wanted to say that I'm not sure how Veritaserum works, but this is my story so it works my way. BOO YA...okay anyways...back to the story.)

Draco looked around to make sure that there was no one watching but Hermione, Fred, and George. Pleased to see that no one was, he took the bottle and drank the liquid inside it.

Draco looked like he was trying to hide the pain, but his facial expression gave it away. (Plus the fact that he way laying on the ground writhing in pain.)

"Hermione, ask the questions, hurry," Draco said between bursts of pain.

"Um...did you have a bet with Waylon."

"Yes," Hermione's face fell, but then Draco added, "but I wasn't going to go through with it."

Hermione's face showed both surprise and confusion. "But what about the meeting you had with Waylon?"

"You heard that?"

"Yeah, that's the reason I broke up with you."

"Wait, you broke up with me because I said I thought I loved you."

Hermione got silent.

"HERMOINE..."

"Oh right, sorry. You love me?"

"Yes."

"Then why did you say you were going to kick me to the curb?"

"I never and would never say or do that. You should know that."

"So I broke up with you over nothing?"

"Yeah. Now if that's all, I'd like to continue this conversation without being in PAIN!"

"Sorry, one last thing..."

"What?"

"Do you sleep with a teddy bear?"

"WHAT???"

"Answer the question."

"HERMIONE..." Draco tried to struggle against answering, but couldn't take the pain. "Yes, okay, yes I sleep with a teddy bear."

"What's his name?"

"Mr. Pookie."

Hermione giggled as she said, "Finite Incantantem"

Fred and George were sniggering in the background, but Hermione threw herself at Draco and hugged him. "You really love me?"

"Yes...I really love you."

Tears streamed down Hermione's face, but they weren't sad tears...they were tears of joy.

Fred and George had had enough. They sulked off and were talking in hushed voices to eachother.

"Its not right...its just not right."

"She was supposed to be here with us..."

"And what does she do?"

"Makes up with that damn Slytherin git."

"You know what this means right?"

They both nodded and said, "Revenge will be sweet."

(A/N: Okay, pretty good size chapter...review review review...thanks...I'm running out of ideas so if someone doesn't give me some then the story will be coming to an end VERY VERY soon...and I'm serious...thanks to my new beta reader, George-and-Mione!!!!)