A/n Thanks to all those who reviewed!!!!! I really appreciate and treasure your reviews. It inspired me to write more. Sorry for the delay, its just that I've got so many things to do, these days. Here is the 3rd chapter. Hope you like it ! Pls. r/r…

Disclaimer: the same as chap.1

A/n I've decided to post the FAQ with this chapter. Here goes…

FAQ (frequently asked questions)

Why Ginny in 7th year?

It is not really necessary for her to be in 7th but she has to be close to Hermione.

Snape and McGonagall?!

Okay, here's the deal if you don't want them to be a couple let's just spread a little humor about them…

How did Blaise and Hermione be a couple?

Like I said I just needed Hermione boyfriend to be a friend of Malfoy. If you want I could change it to Harry and present that Harry and Malfoy are best buds since the beginning

When is Hermione gonna get with Draco?

I think… Chapter 3 but it isn't really 'gonna get', she just gets a feeling when Draco kissed her. Yeah, Draco kissed her.

Why is there a television in their dorm?

It's already explained in the last chapter. Neweiz, Hermione is thinking of ways not to get bored in her last year, so she got permission from Dumbledore if she could bring a TV. Dumbledore agreed. That's it!

Is it not that Blaise is a girl?

Not really in some fanfics she is a girl in some he is a boy. So it's kind of like that. And I'm desperate to find a partner for Hermione that is a friend of Draco. Might as well be him.

Will Harry be involved?

No. If you want to…

Will there be any fights between Blaise & Malfoy?

No. I think Blaise will understand the love/hate relationship going on between them.

Why are some characters OOC?

Hermione – well because she has changed over the summer and umm… became pretty, outgoing and stuff.

If you don't want to stick with that story, it's because I really needed them to be.

Hermione a cheerleader?!

Like I said she has change and decided to join her house cheerleading squad. When she joined the squad won 1st place in the cheerleading regionals of the wizarding world. She was quickly elected as captain.

Like I said if you don't want to stick with that story, it's because I really needed them to be.

If I have seen 'Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone' seven times, does that mean I have no life?

Not really. I have read the 4 books, 3x each and I have watched 'Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone' …umm…. no, not 7x only 3x but I still I write fanfics, do my schoolwork, join clubs, go to church… I'm simply stating you can anything you want and that's life.

Chapter Three:

"Someone's gonna open the door, I just know it," I hissed, covering my face with my hands.

We were watching movies in our dorm What lies Beneath and I know what you did last summer.

Surely it wasn't my idea; it was Blaise's idea. I hate horror movies.

Blaise nudged me with his elbow. "You are missing the best part."

Ginny leaned over me and whispered to my ear, " Just keep telling yourself it's not real blood, well, it works for me…I think they use catsup…"

"No, they don't," said her boyfriend (a/n Guess who? You're right it's…) Harry, who is now grinning maliciously, "If they do, they have to deep fry the bodies first."

Ginny punched him playfully. " How can anyone be so gross?"

Ginny and Harry have been going out since 6th year… I think or maybe 5th, whatever, I dunno. Even so, they act like brother and sister than steadies. Still, they were more fun to double date with, than Lavander and Ron, who usually spent the whole time making up or fighting.

Blaise tightened his arm around my shoulders. "Don't worry," he murmured." If someone harms you, I'll protect you because and I always will love you."

Then he leaned forward and kissed me; somehow in someway it felt awkward. Maybe it's because of the lectures Lavander gave to me recently.

"Thanks." I mumbled.

He smiled at me then went back to watching. I Know What You Did Last Summer was next.

"This is a good one. It's about a group of teens stuck in an island with a serial killer with them."

I moaned. "Well, that's charming," I said sarcastically "Come on, Blaise can't we go somewhere else? I've seen enough blood for one night."

Fortunately, Ginny was on my side. " Yeah, let's go to Hogsmeade and order some Butterbears."

That did it. Blaise couldn't watch the movie with a straight face after that. So we ended up going to the Three Broomsticks after all.

At every fortune there is always misfortune, we weren't exactly the only ones who decided to go there that night. The place was wall-to-wall filled with people. We looked for seats but all the tables seemed taken.

Suddenly, a flash of blonde hair caught my attention. He was waving an arm and yelling at us.

Blaise grinned and waved back. "Hey, Malfoy!" (a/n see what I'm mean about Hermione's boyfriend to be close to Draco.)

Ginny and I looked at each other. I groaned. " Yeah, just what I needed."

The trouble of being Blaise boyfriend, he and Malfoy were friends – not exactly best friends or anything, but they hung out together.

Wherever I turned, Malfoy is always popping out. By the time I knew what was happening, Blaise had dragged me over to where Malfoy is sitting.

" I see you brought some groupies along," he said teasingly, eyeing us.

Not noticing that I said in a loud vioce to Ginny " Don't mind him, by now you should know that he's a total jackass."

"Touchy, aren't we, Granger?" Malfoy said looking at me.

"Will you stop calling me Granger?" I said glaring at him.

"Why should I? It suits you, short and a mudblood but brave."

Just for the record I'm five-four compare it to Malfoy's six-foot vantage I must have been short.

I felt my face turning red.

"Why are you always in each other's throats?" Blaise said with a mystified expression.

Blaise is a kind of person who thinks that the people he likes should automatically like each other.

(a/n stupid…I guess)

"Ask him," I said pointing an accusing finger at Malfoy. "He's the one who is always starting it."

"Who, me?" He asked with mock of incredulity. His face smoothed into an innocent mask.

"Who else." I said getting pissed.

"Are you talking to me?"

"No, that's why I'm pointing at you." I said sarcastically at him.

" All I have to do is to say a simple statement and she always gets pissed," he said turning to my friends.

"Whatever." I said pissed.

" See what I mean? I can't anything right as far as she's concerned." He said as he placed a stricken look and pressed his hand to his chest. " Doomed to a Joy-Less existence!"

A round of snickers greeted this latest witticism of his, while I sat there fuming.

" Malfoy, I think you've gone overboard." Harry said glancing over me.

By then, every at our table was cracking up. Not wanting to be accused of having a subzero sense of humor, I forced a smile.

"The bouncing ferret strikes again." I said to Ginny loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Hey, I heard that," Malfoy said. "Watch who you call a chauvinist next time?"

"I'll bet he doesn't even know the meaning of word." Said Ginny, happily getting into the battle.

"What can you expect from a person who swings from branch to branch?" I replied sweetly.

Malfoy frowned, I knew that would hit his button. " For your information, Granger, I'm came from a well-bred family."

"Really! I hadn't really noticed."

" I pity the poor guy that is stuck with you Granger. He won't know whether he is coming or going."

At that point Blaise slung his arm over my shoulders and said, " I'll take the consequences." planting a kiss at the end of my nose.

I could feel Malfoy's eyes boring into me. I felt that I was under a microscope. Suddenly, I couldn't take it anymore, I squirmed out of my chair.

"Come on Blaise, let's dance." I said.

"Maybe later," he said and went back to his conversation with Harry… who could have guessed? Quidditch.

Malfoy stood up, "Never fear, once again Sir Malfoy is here. I'll dance with you Granger – just to show you I'm not a total clod."

(a/n talk about OOC…)

Before I could protest, he grabbed me and steered me towards the dance floor. At the last minute, I snatched my hand from him.

"I don't feel like dancing anymore," I told him.

"Try it. You'll never know, you may like it."

"That's what my mother used to tell me with creamed spinach."

"Mine, too. But listen they were right it grows on you – it really does. Besides I promise this doesn't taste like creamed spinach." He said, clamping his arm around my waist and propelling me onto the dance floor.

I couldn't believe it – I was dancing with Draco Malfoy. To tell you the truth he wasn't a bad dancer. His movements blended with the music. Draco wasn't John Travolta, but like I said, he was pretty good. I felt myself growing warm.

I guess that's what's bothering me the most – is the fact that my body doesn't seem to hate Malfoy the way my mind did.

When the song ended, he bent down and kissed me. It was gentle but I pulled away as if I'd just been sprung loose from a bear trap.

"Thanks." I muttered.

"Don't mention it, Granger."

Giving me a grin he spun off into the crowd. It wasn't turning to be one of my best nights of my life. I couldn't help thinking about the way I felt while we were dancing might as well add, kissing.

All in all, I think I would have been better off sticking through I Know What You Did Last Summer.