Author's Note: Hello readers! Thank you for staying with me for this long. For anybody who is reading my other fanfic, I have changed its name to 'Summer at the Burrow'. I found it a more succinct and better name than the last one.

"Hello! Malfoy, open up!" Harry called harshly from outside the door. There was the sound of the slapping of feet against the wood and the door swung open ,revealing a fuming Malfoy. He had just been immersed in his thoughts about a certain Gryffindor and was thoroughly annoyed at being interrupted.

"What do you want ,Potter?" Malfoy spat.

"Hermione ran to her room ,looking very abashed ,when I asked her what happened she told me that she didn't want to speak to me..." Harry demanded ,matching Malfoy's temper ,but was cut short by Draco's impatience.

"Then why are you eating my head. Go figure this out yourself!" Draco cried ,about to shut the door in Harry's face.

"I am not here to talk about Hermione! I am here to talk about the mission" Harry corrected Malfoy ,confused that Malfoy would have thought such a thing.

"Oh, well then, I shall meet you downstairs in 5 minutes with the map of Malfoy Manor" Draco finished ,slamming the door.

Draco entered the living room seven minutes later, carrying an A2-sized map and a pack of 'Quiggly Squiggly's sharpest fine-line pens', to find Harry standing near the pair of couches and staring at his watch and frowning. When Draco entered the room, Harry looked up.

"You are late ,Malfoy. Do you even try arriving early or do you wait outside the room door until you are late and then enter?" Harry fumed.

"Well ,Potter, I wouldn't waste my precious time waiting outside the door just to get you angry. There are far easier and better ways of doing that" Malfoy seemed unperturbed and laid the map on the coffee table between the two couches. This only agitated Harry more.

"You are a spineless..."

"Potter, do sit down and concentrate or it will be dinner by the time we actually start" Draco cut in impatiently. After making sure that Harry was paying attention, Draco explained Hermione's changes adding extra details of his own. While Draco was going through changes to the plan Hermione had made, Harry was seething inside. Hermione had told Malfoy the plan before him and he was now being told the whole thing by Malfoy ,who had surely changed it completely to make it his.

"Any questions?" Malfoy asked ,enjoying treating Harry ,like a child.

"No. I think we should get going" Harry replied curtly ,taking a pen in his hand and surveying the map. "What is this?" Harry suddenly asked after a minute.

"What were you doing all this time ,Potter? Admiring its beauty?" Malfoy smirked at the heat appearing on Harry's cheeks.

"Shut up! And answer my question" Harry shot back.

"Alright. Alright. Keep your hair on!" Malfoy chided before answering "This is a map of the secret passages under Malfoy Manor. It is the only way we are going to be able to sneak underneath the Malfoy dining room and set off the bomb. However, there are many passageways and we shall have to mark our way so we know where we are going on the day and know where to place the bomb" Harry looked surprised at Malfoy's knowledge about the existence of bombs and raised his eyebrows at him. Understanding Harry's meaning, Malfoy quickly answered "Granger told me about them" Those words struck Harry. When had Hermione ever told Malfoy about bombs. Surely there was never a time when Malfoy was alone with her.

"When?" Harry asked.

"Sorry?" Malfoy asked ,confused.

"When did Hermione tel you about bombs?" Harry repeated.

"This morning" Malfoy answered evasively ,unsure as to what reason Harry needed this information for.

"When this morning?" Harry asked again

"Potter, is this relevant? Granger simply told me about bombs this morning. Is that a crime?" Malfoy frowned.

"No, it's just that I don't remember you..."

"Of course you don't remember. You weren't there! You had just gone out of the room after arguing with Granger." Malfoy erupted ,confused and angry with Harry's attitude. But then he smirked wickedly. 'While we are on the subject, what exactly did you argue about?" Harry narrowed his eyes at Malfoy.

"How does it affect you?"

"It doesn't really" Malfoy admitted "It simply heightens my mood and allows me to have a good day"

"Alright. If you really want to hear what we were arguing about" Harry's fists were clenched and eyes were narrowed. "We were arguing about whether you fancied Hermione or not" The reaction was immediate and sudden. Malfoy jumped off the couch.

"What!"

"Yes, Hermione was very reluctant on the matter. A bit too reluctant" Harry waited to see Malfoy's reaction.

"So YOU believe I- I...?" Malfoy stared at Harry as if he had never seen him properly before.

"Yes I..." Before Harry could say another word, Malfoy had his wand out at Harry and Harry ,after fumbling for his in his pocket, brought his wand out as well.

"Malfoy, I don't wish to duel you?" Harry gulped ,knowing Malfoy's capability of spells.

"Well, I don't much either" Malfoy sneered. "How dare you think something like that about me!"

"Expelliarmus!"

"Lang-!"

"Stu-!"

Both the boys' wands flew from their hands and to a red-faced, bushy-haired, furiously angry Hermione Granger. Both of them noticed the girl standing at the door and seemed to shuffle back as she approached them.

"What were you thinking of!" Hermione screeched "Why would you fight each other? You do realise that you are on the same side! You do know that you are not school-age anymore and should act that way..." Hermione ranted on and on about how the two boys should grow up and become mature adults. Draco was transfixed. To some people Hermione may have looked like a howling banshee ,but to Draco she looked like an angel. He hair was flying behind her gracefully and her eyes were blazing with -not anger- but passion and her lips looked ready to kill. No girl's lips looked more tempting than Hermione Granger's at that moment.

"Harry, I don't know what has gotten into you. You should know better than to attack Malfoy like that. I know we were arch-enemies at Hogwarts but that was at the age of sixteen. We have moved on from that now -or at least we should've moved away from that sort of prejudice now! " Hermione glared at her best friend ,who was too scared to utter a word, before turning to Malfoy.

"And you. YOU! You have got no right to attack my friend like that. I don't care whether he provoked you or not! You need to settle your differences and get along!" At this Hermione took a deep breath and then announced. "I am leaving! I don't care about the mission! This is more important. If you can't get along and learn to put some sort of faith in each other then I am backing out!" With a swish of her bushy hair, Hermione walked to the front door and apparated away.

Author's Note: Phew! At last, I am done. My hands are aching from typing. How am I doing? Is there anything you would like to see happen? Where do you want Hermione to go to stay for a week? Pls write it in the reviews! :) :P