Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the other characters. JK Rowling owns them **jealousy** anyways….all I own is the plot unfortunately. The song is Ordinary Day by Vanessa Carlton. I don't own that either.

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The next morning, Hermione walked outside to the Quidditch pitch, wanting to relive the last nights' events in her mind. "What are you doing here?" someone asked behind her.

She jumped and turned around. The Slytherin Quiddich team was facing her, but Malfoy was nowhere to be seen.  "I was just…." she said, caught off guard.

"It's ok," Draco pushed his way through the crowd.

"No it's not," the new captain, Helen Moss, said. "She's probably a spy for the Gryffindors."

"She's not," Draco said.

"How do you know?"

"I trust her," he said to Helen, scowling. "Don't question me."

"I'll question you if I want to."

"No you won't!" Hermione spoke up.

Everyone stared at her. "I'm not a spy for the Gryffindors," she added. "I was just down here because it's where I ended up."

"Ended up?" Helen asked.

"I was walking around thinking and my mind just led me here."

"Psycho," Helen whispered to the others.

"She's not a psycho," Draco said. "If you're going to be like this to MY girlfriend, you can just kiss my ass. I'm skippin' this practice. Come on, Hermione, let's go."

Draco grabbed Hermione's hand and led her off. They walked outside to the lake. "Don't you have to change?" she asked.

He was still in his Quiddich uniform. "Don't worry about it."

"Okay," she said, watching him curiously.

He took off his robes, and started to unbutton his jeans. "What are you doing?" she asked, a grin on her face.

"Just watch," he said.

He took off his overshirt, and was left in a white beater and boxers. He climbed up on a rock and did a cannonball into the lake. She laughed at his light-heartedness.

**Just a day, just an, ordinary day, just tryin' to get by. Just a boy, just an, ordinary boy, but he was lookin' to the sky. And as he asked if I would come along, I started to realize. That everyday he finds just what he's lookin' for, like a shooting star, he shines, and he says…..**

"Come on, Hermione, its fun!"

She laughed and walked to the edge of the lake. He swam towards the edge. "Please? For me?"

He reached his hand out. "Come on," he said. "Its fun. You'll love it!"

She folded her arms and laughed, shaking her head. She looked down at him. He was now climbing out of the lake. She looked up at him. "What do I get for it?" she asked.

"Fun."

"For example….."

He kissed her. "Oh, that kind of fun," she said. "Alright then, I'll go get my swimsuit. Then I'll formally meet you at the lake. Let's say…oh…..1:00 tomorrow?"

"You take all the fun out of it," he said.

"Oh?"

"Yeah," he said. "It's supposed to be…..well….."

"Spontaneous."

"Yeah, and…..well….."

"Spur of the moment."

"Yeah," he said, looking at her, putting his hands on her hips.

"Okay then, just this once."

"Thank you."

**Take my hand, live while you can, don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand…**

He climbed back up on the rock and did a perfect dive in. He peeked out of the water. "Your turn," he said.

She pulled off her sweatshirt to reveal a lime green tube top. She unzipped off part of her pants and was left with shorts. She pulled off her shoes and socks and climbed onto the rock. She looked at him, looked up at the sun, and dived. She felt this….unexpected rush of adrenaline. She came back up above water grinning and laughing. "See?" he said. "Isn't it fun?"

"Yeah, it's awesome! You were right!"

**And as he spoke he spoke, ordinary words, though they did not fail. For I felt what I had not felt before, and you'd swear those words could heal and as I looked up into those eyes his vision borrows mine. And I know he's no stranger, for I feel I've held him for all of time, and he said……**

He lowered into the water and popped back up, this time making her scream in surprise at his attempt to lift her up. She was now laying in his arms. She put her arm around his neck and looked at him. "You're just a little daredevil today, aren't you?"

He nodded, smiling. "Well I can't really tell why."

"We're alone. Together. Again."

"Oh of course! I knew that!"

The two of them laughed. She looked at him, and could tell that he was different. He wasn't any ordinary boyfriend. No, he was heaven's angel sent to her. Sent to her to help her through…….

He kissed her. After a while they stopped, and decided to swim around some more.

**Take my hand, live while you can, don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand…**

The sun started to set. She started to shiver. He wrapped her in his Quiddich robes and they sat by the lake, watching the sun set. She cuddled up to him for warmth. She dozed off to sleep.

**Please come with me, see what I see, touch the stars for, time will not flee, can't you see…**

She woke up in a feathery soft bed, under a downy comforter. It was forest green. She rolled over and looked at the book stand. On it was a picture of a little boy and his mother. His mother was pushing him in the swing, grinning, and the little boy was giggling, his soft blonde hair moving about in the breeze. She figured that it had to be Draco and his mother. But where was Draco now? She looked around. The room was empty, and there was no sign of movement anywhere. She looked at the door just in time to see it open, Draco standing in the doorway. "Hi," she said.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Yes, thanks."

"Good."

"This is a really nice room you have."

"Thanks."

"Ready for breakfast?"

She looked at the clock. 10:00 am. "It's too late."

"Not for you."

She looked at him, bewildered. He walked down the hall, then back into the room, carrying a tray with scrambled eggs, sausage, toast, and orange juice on it. "Thanks," she said.

"Not a problem," he answered, and sat down next to her while she ate.

**Just a dream just an, ordinary dream, as I wake in bed. And that boy that, ordinary boy, was it all in my head? Didn't he ask if I would, come along, it all seemed so real, but as I looked to the door I saw that boy standing there with a deal and he said…**

that's it for this chapter folks!!! Hope u liked it!! It wuz really long but that's cuz it was a good chapter this time!! **cough**simon of fanfiction.net**cough** anyways, R&R ppl!!!!

**SrSk8er78**