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Hermione sighed contently as she walked out of the Arithmancy classroom. Harry and Ron would be just finishing up their Divination exam, and the three would more than likely collapse in the common room, glad to finaly be free for Christmas holidays. As happy as she was to take a break, she knew that tomorrow she would be sitting in her room, studying for the next semester.



"Hey, Minny! Wait up!" Hermione gave an exasperated sigh and turned around, waiting on Ron and Harry to catch up. They hopped the last few steps coming from the North Tower. Ron winked at her when he saw her expression, and threw his arm around her neck when he caught up with her. "Come on, Minny, lighten up! It's the holidays! You can live with your nickname during the holidays, can't you?"



"Fine, I guess so. How was your exam?" She laughed as she saw the reaction the question caused. "That bad, huh?"



"No, but the headache that lingers is worse that usual. She had even more of those weird fumes wafting about. Bloody hell, that woman is going to kill us one of these days!" Ron shook his head, as to get rid of any thoughs of Professer Trelawney and her strange classroom. "But, lets not think about that. It's the holidays! We're going to Hogsmeade, aren't we? It's the last chance to shop for presents for your FRIENDS and loved ones!" Emphasizing the word friends, Ron cast a meaningful glance at Harry and Hermione, and the three headed towards the common room.

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"Okay, you two. We split up after this last Butterbeer, and meet back at the gates after we're done shopping, right?" Harry took a swig of his drink, relishing the warmth that flowed down his throat. The trio were sitting in the Three Broomsticks, surrounded by the crowd of usual customers. Seven or eight goblins were seated at a table in the corner, conversing loudly in their confusing language. It was the last Hogsmeade trip of the semester, and they were using it to their advantage.



"Right. And Ron, don't pull the same trick you pulled last year! If we catch you following us around, your presents are going to Dobby," Hermoine reprimanded him. The previous year, Hermione and Harry caught Ron hiding behind display cases, trying to see what they were buying for him. They laughed about it, but hated that Ron ruined the surprise. They weren't going to let it happen again.



"All right, all right, just ruin my fun. It was just a joke, anyway. Are we ready?" Ron downed the rest of his butterbeer and set it on the table with a thud. "For once in my life I have money burning a hole in my pocket!" The three stood up from their chairs and split up, Hermione heading towards Zonko's and Harry and Ron heading towards Honeydukes.



Hermione stepped across the threshhold into Zonko's joke shop. She turned her head back and looked out the window, into the grey and cloudy sky. It still looked like it was due to snow at any minute, but nothing had happened since the clouds showed up a few days ago. She turned back around, facing what seemed like miles of display cases, showing off potential presents for Harry and Ron. Drawing in a breath, she started off towards a row of Stink Pellets, Dungbombs, and other various aroma causing products.



"Hey, Hermione." A voice behind her made her jump, and she whirled around. She came face to face with Draco Malfoy, who was standing his full six feet, his blonde hair falling into his face. Quite attractively, actually. Hermione shook this thought from her mind, chasing it away with the reminder that even though they could be friends, she could NEVER be attracted to him. Never. It was forbidden.



"Are...are you okay? You look kind of like you're spacing out...or something. Hermione?" Malfoy reached out and touched her arm, bringing hermione back to reality. His hand on her arm felt like electricity and she jumped back. "Are you okay?" Malfoy inquired again.



"Oh...yeah, yeah I'm fine." Her voice was shaky, and she cursed herself for flinching at his touch. "Shopping for anybody in particular?" She fingered a package of Smell Pastels (Art supplies for the creative prankster), avoiding eye contact. She was blushing enough, and she didn't want Malfoy to ask questions.



"No, not really. Pansy dragged me down here...she's looking for something to send to her little sister." He rolled his eyes and flicked his head towards Pansy's bobbing head two rows over. Pansy hated Hermione.



"Oh. Are you two...an item?"



"Nah...she's crazy about me though, so I figure I'll just play along." As much as Malfoy had changed, there were some things that would always stay the same. Hermione rolled her eyes and sighed.



"Oh well that's just lovely. Did you ever think of Pansy's feelings? She's human, too! I mean, I know that Pansy and I have had our share of disagreements, but that doesn't mean that it's okay for you to lie to her and make her think that you're interested when you're really not and-" Hermione let all of this out very fast, and was planning on saying more, but Malfoy put his hand over her mouth to quiet her.



"Pansy's coming. I gotta go, before she sees us together and asks questions. You're staying at Hogwarts, right?" Malfoy asked in a quiet whisper. Hermione nodded. "Good. I'll see you there." He turned and walked over to Pansy. She looked over her shoulder at Hermione and sneered, then snaked her arm across Malfoys back.



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"Finally! Hermione, you took forever!" After leaving Zonko's and heading to Honeydukes, Hermoine glanced at the clock tower at Hogsmeade and found she was 20 minutes late meeting Harry and Ron. She bolted from the door of Honeydukes to the gate, where Harry was waiting on her, without Ron.



"I'm sorry, Harry, I just lost track of time," Hermione said breathlessly. Harry glanced at her, shrugged, and took her bags.



"I"ll carry these for you. You look like you could collapse! Ron got tired of waiting and took off to the castle. I think he was planning on writing his reply to Beatrice." He chuckled, then continued to talk. "I got some great presents for you guys. Oh, I wanna show you what I got for Ginny. I think she'll love it, don't you?" As he was speaking, he pulled a small box out of one of the bags that he was carrying on his arm. He opened it and revealed a heart pendant, with the words, "I love you" on the back.



Hermione smiled up at him. "I think she'll love it, Harry. I'm glad that the two of you finally got together."



"Thanks, Hermione. It seems like everybody has somebody these days."



"Yeah, except for me. Everybody's got an angel...everybody but me."