Disclaimer: We don't own Harry Potter, (sadly, or we'd be making lots of money) some woman does... We do however own the plot and if we catch you stealing it it's going to be on like a thong on a plate of neck bones!

AN: Okie doke y'all. There are two of us. Mostly everything written from Draco's POV will be written by the OASGKD Whitney and mostly everything written in Hermione's POV will have been written by the DMSGKD Laura. The plot and other events were a JOINT effort... haha... joint... Thank you for reading all this crap before the story! :-D

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Hermione sat, in her not so quiet compartment, trying her hardest to keep her attention to the book she was reading. It was hard to keep her focus on the text in her hands with the company she had just recently gathered. Joy, she thought, what was that Ron just said? She tuned her ears into the boys conversation for a moment to see if she could find something of interest there.



"Did you hear about..."



Harry's words trailed away in her mind. She'd been trying so hard to keep her mind on reading from the time the "Dynamic Duo" had joined her that it was nearly impossible to break her attention away from it now. So, she went back to reading and decided to let the boys have 'guy chat' or whatever it was they'd like to call it. She was used to it by now. Always having to hear about girls, or hear them complain about school... mostly the girls in the school. They weren't much for talking about school. By the same token, she wasn't much for listening to them talk about her fellow females. She had gotten into the habit of simply rolling her eyes and walking away. That or diving nose first into a book, a lot like she was doing now.

It was difficult for her not to hear bits and pieces of their conversation now. Everytime she would hear a name she recognized, her eyes would dart up from the book and land smack on the boys. She had finally had enough.

"You two have got to be some of the most..." Her talking was cut off by Ron. He had stuck his hand up in the air as a single for her to stop. Her eyes grew large as she tried to hold on the anger this action had led her to experience.

"I don't want to hear your crap! I'm seventeen years old now. That and you're not my mother." Ron's voice grew steadily louder. "I'm not going to start off my last year in this school with you telling me what I can and can't do, woman. This is MY year. My LAST year. I'm here to be free, to do what I want to do and if what I want to do is talk about your little 'girl friends' and how cute they are, then I'll do that ALL DAY LONG! I'm going to do what I damn well please and THIS year, you're not going to stop me."

Ron sat back with a look of satisfaction on his face. Proud of himself for telling Hermione what was on his mind. He'd been thinking up that speech all summer and he was excited that he'd gotten the chance to put it all out on the table the first day back.

"Take you a while to think of all that Weasley?" Hermione folded over a page in her book, sat it down next to her and folded her arms across her body. "Let me tell you something, the next time you decide that you need to lay into me like that out of thin air, try running it past Harry a few times before you bring it to me. I'm not interested in what the two of you talk about and frankly I'm hurt that you would refer to me as 'woman'. You weren't sure what I was going to say, you twit. I could have very well been prepared to tell you that 'You two have got to be some of the most GORGEOUS men I have EVER seen in my life!!!' " Ron blushed slightly. "Though that is highly unlikely, you need start thinking a little harder Ron. I've changed a good bit since last year. Who knows, I might have developed a crush and needed to express my feelings for you." She shrugged and continued. She leaned in closer to him. "Ron, what would you say if I told you that I felt like you were the perfect man for me? Not just for me, but for any girl. What if I told you that I was deeply in love with you and that I couldn't live without you?" She lifted her hand from her arm and placed it on his face. "What if I told you that I needed you more than I needed to breathe?"

"Then I would tell you that you really HAVE changed a lot since last year!" Ron smiled brightly and started to blush again.

"And I would have to tell you that you haven't." She pulled her hand away and picked up her book from beside her. "You're still just as gullible as ever!" Ron's smile turned into frustration as he leaned away from the table like Hermione had, just a moment ago. Harry couldn't hold his laughter in. It was too much for him.

"You damned twit." Hermione continued to read after a good role of her eyes. She figured it would be silent for the rest of the ride, aside from Harry's laughter.