A/N and Disclaimer: If you all don't know what goes here by now for disclaimer, you really must get checked for any amount of sanity left! ^-^ Well, anyways, I'm sooooo sorry I've been slacking off! But, I've had a DDR tournament to get ready for. (joy, ne?) But, the Oshare Zukin-esque costume I went in ROCKED! Anyways, I promise I'll get more up. Thanks to all of you who have reviewed me and told me how insane I am. ^-^ *hugs you all* ARIGATO GOZAIMASU! o~.~o

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Draco watched Hermione intently as she sat down in a huff of fury.

"What's wrong, Granger? Weasel break your heart?" Draco drawled as their Max 2 machine started up with a round of DXY!.

The look Hermione gave him made him happy that her eyes didn't actually shoot the daggers it looked like they did.

"Sod off, Malfoy, you insuffering twit!"

"Oh, you're words hurt me," he said sarcastically, his right hand dramatically over his heart in feigning death.

Hermione gritted her teeth, looking like she was conflicted with something.

"Granger, he's gay. Get over him," Draco said matter-of-factly.

"I know. Leave me /alone!/" she got up and stormed past him.

'I can't let this chance pass me up again.' Draco thought to himself as he reached out and grabbed her arm. As he did so, he remembered seeing her and another girl do wild dancing moves while smiling and laughing to different songs on the machine. It was called freestyling. He wanted to do that, too.

"What!" she was yelling at him as she attempted to get free of his grasp.

"Teach me to freestyle," Draco looked into her eyes as she stopped struggling and just gawked at him.

"E---Excuse me?" She said, voice dripping in disbelief.

"Teach me how to freestyle. It won't be to hard!" Draco said rushedly. "I learn fast. I. I just want to dance like that."

"First, let go of me," Hermione yanked her arm away from him. "Second, fine. I'll teach you."

"Great, Granger! When do we begin?" Draco's eyes livened up for the first time ever that Hermione could remember.

"Tonight, if it's not too much trouble. We'll go somewhere where you can learn how to dance," Hermione had taken on that tone she used with Harry and Ron when explaining something to them. "And my name is Hermione, Draco. Hermione."

"Right. You've said that," Draco looked at her, as if she was to blame.

"Then use it, Draco!" Hermione was now turning red.

'She's kind of cute when angry.' Draco thought to himself, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Whatever. Just meet me here tonight at 8," Hermione Granger turned around on her heel and walked outside. Little did she know that what she just did would lead her to find out something very interesting about Draco Lucius Malfoy.