Disclaimer: I don't own anything! I wish I did but I don't:( everything is all J.K.R!

(Ps all the "letters" are enclosed in asterixis [* *] because the italics keep going funny and wont come out!)

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*Dear Draco,

I think I know exactly what you're going through, I mean it did include you. I bet it was a shock when you found out. But besides all that I still do want to see you.

Hermioneeeeeeeeeee______*

Hermione drawled her name on her 5th letter to Draco. She sighed read it through and scrunched it up and threw it on the pile. She looked out the window, and wondered what she was missing in potions, and then she wondered how she was going to reply to Draco's note, then she wondered how long she'd survive without food staying up in her Dorm for the rest of her life. She took a new piece of parchment and inked her favourite quill.

*Malfoy…I mean Draco (I can call you that right?)

I'm guessing your missing out on potions too. I'm terribly alone and very embarrassed. I hope you realise this is the 6th note I've written! I'm not sure where your hiding but I wouldn't mind a bit of company! I'm not quite sure how, or where we can meet either, but I'm sure I'll find a way (or you). Reply soon (unlike me)

Hermione

Ps. I'm considering forgiving you*

Hermione grumbled. She didn't know why a note was so important, but for some reason she felt it just had to be perfect! She was about to scrunch the note up, when the familiar rustling of wings was heard. The same beautiful owl landed on the windowsill – stretching its leg out, Hermione took the scroll. And looked towards the owl – unlike before it stayed fixed looking around as if waiting. Hermione shrugged and read the scroll; it was the same memorable fancy writing:

*I'm not sure if you just don't want to reply or you writing a really long letter. But you don't have to write a 10-foot one! I've been waiting for ages! I was thinking you don't own an owl so I told Draconis Jr. to stay. (I have a feeling you laughing at his name right about now) Anyways, just a short simple Yes or No will do. I've figured a way to see you. Trust me.

Draco*

Hermione spluttered and laughed briefly at Draconis Junior's name. She didn't care about the letter anymore she flipped Draco's note around and scribbled:

*All right! Sorry! Yes I would like to see you.

Hermione*

Carefully rolling it up, she attached it to Draconis Junior's Leg. She pet his head feeling his sleek feathers and chuckled again at his name. As if knowing she was laughing at his absurd name, he ruffled his feather indignantly and flew off.

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Draco was waiting patiently flicking straw around. He was standing at the window waiting for his beloved owl Draconis Jr. to fly back. He was surrounded by many barn owls staring at him hooting and flapping their wings.

He was getting annoyed at their continuous racket and shushed them constantly. But their hooting just got louder and more annoying. Draco could've chosen any place to hide, but in such a hurry he rushed into the owlery, locking it and placing a silencing spell on the door and many numerous locking spells.

The hooting was getting so tedious Draco tried many different attempts to shut them up. He tried running around waving his arms above his head looking like a lunatic, hissing and meowing like a cat, shooting many of them with silencing spells but none worked (they kept dodging them). He even tried hiding under straw and jumping out suddenly trying to scare them off.

Finally he saw Draconis flying his way carrying a scroll on his leg. Sighing with relief he held out his arm, landing softly Draconis held out his leg. Draco took it excitedly and told Draconis to shut the rest of the owls up. Draconis let out a terrible screech and ruffled his feathers menacingly; at once all the owls were quiet. Especially since Draconis was a tad bit bigger then the ordinary owl.

Tossing Draconis an owl treat Draco read the note eagerly. He read it through twice and was about to write back when a few small squawks were heard and like ammo, showers of owl droppings were aimed right at Draco's nicely combed head.

Draco's eye's widened in terror, but before he could move he was pelted with a disgusting array of owl faeces.

"UURRRGHHHH!!" Draco had never felt so disgusted in his life. He wiped it out of his eyes and was jumping around the owlery waving his hands around daintily exclaiming "Ew, ew, ew, ew!"

Shooting horrible looks at the owls (who were all hooting happily), he took out his wand and pointed directly at a small tiny owl, almost as big as a tennis ball twittering like mad; and hissed "flagrate" suddenly the cute, tiny owl was branded with a cross that hissed red and then dried black. At once the hooting ceased. Smirking he blew the tip of his wand, and laughed horribly at the squirming little owl.

Calling for his broom, and his cloak, he took off smirking at the owls.

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Ron wasn't listening to whatever Snape was saying. He only managed to get to class as Harry steered him.

"As you all should know, the root of the wrungton plant is deadly poisonous, so don't ever confuse it with its brother – the Sprungton plant – which you use plainly for many of the confectionary you eat…" Snape explained in a bored tone.

Harry wasn't really paying any attention either – he was trying to figure out what he was supposed to do. What do you do when one of your best friends turns to the enemy and they suddenly they're an item? He was spacing out when Snape suddenly bellowing at something or another, "…And as I repeat! The difference between the plants are that the marking on the leaves are different in pairs of 2s the splits, then in 4's then split…" Harry or Ron had absolutely no idea what the hell he was going on about, then as usual Snape turned to Harry and asked, "Mister Potter, I do so hope you are listening as this could lead to the end of your life. Now what are the differences and properties of Wrungton and Sprungton?"

Harry sat up quickly, and answered carefully, "Um…Sprungton is quite deadly and has leaves…um…but Wrungton are…good…as they have…umm…"

"No leaves?" Snape snapped

"Umm...yeah…"

"Mister Potter, I suggest you pay more attention or would have been dead already. You are to write a 9-page essay on the differences and properties of Wrungton and Sprungton – that also goes with the rest of you. You all have not been paying any attention…"

Droning on and on, Snape continued to ramble ignoring the many groans. Ron was to busy figuring to what to say to Hermione, he repeated the same thing in his head, "Hermione-Malfoy together…" he shuddered and felt sick.

Harry seemed to feel his pain and wanted to escape.

Pansy was furious and couldn't see what Granger had that she didn't!

Goyle didn't think anything.

Crabbe wondered what was for dinner.

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Hermione was getting dressed, obviously she couldn't be bothered closing the curtains, she was on a high tower, and it wasn't like anybody could see her. Taking her time she took off her robes – she was wearing a white tank top and her favourite pink knickers with a moving teddy bear on her bum. Flicking her wand like a baton, immediately music erupted from no-where she started dancing around her dorm, she looked in the mirror practising her sidekicks, applied a little bit more mascara and lip-gloss. She heard a faint rustling but she let it be – probably a bird. She then practised her punches – she wanted to be as active as ever – trying to forget what happened at lunch.

Practising her kick again she did a swift kick in the air, hitting something real and soft. She heard an "aarggh!" and Draco Malfoy was uncovered from under an invisibility cloak. He was keeled over and holding his stomach – drenched in bird droppings.

Hermione clasped her mouth, and crouched down beside Draco, "Oh my gosh! Draco are you okay? I didn't know, Oh…Hey!" she stood up quickly, "What the hell are you doing here anyway?! And how long were you standing there?!" She suddenly realised she was in her underwear and grabbed her blue satin dressing gown, tying it quickly –she also stopped the music.

Draco took a pretty bad blow to his stomach; he was in terrible pain and couldn't speak. Instead he whispered, "Ow…you really kick hard! But cute undies, and I was enjoying that music!"

"Don't change the subject!"

"I don't know if you notice but I'm in terrible pain at the moment"

"You could've told me you were here! How did you get here?" Hermione said with a twinge of annoyance.

Draco was still clutching his stomach, but he sat up, he felt in his pocket and brought out a tiny broom as big as his hand, "by broom – I shrunk it while I climbed through your window, and while you were applying mascara"

Hermione raised her eyebrow, "I see"

"I think I need to go to the infirmary"

"I think not! I'm not taking you down there, with me in my underwear, and you all painted with bird shit"

"Well! Must I need to remind you?" he pointed to his stomach, "Pain!!"

Hermione rolled her eyes, and muttered, "cry baby"

"I am not!" Draco replied

"Sure, sure…I'll make you a deal – you can go have a short shower in there" she pointed to the bathroom, "because you smell, and then if you still feel bad, I'll heal you myself"

"How can you heal? And I don't smell that bad"

"I can do a lot of things, and believe me, you do"

Draco pouted in a childish way and made his way to the bathroom.

Hermione grinned slightly, and cleaned up her dorm and got changed quickly – she didn't want to be half way through a shirt when Draco walked out of the door. All the worries were gone from her mind (for the moment anyways); she didn't care what other people thought of her, who would? She had a gorgeous guy in her bathroom having a shower, and most likely totally naked…not that she was having any ideas…

She didn't know what it was, but even though her and Draco argued constantly she didn't mind, it was much different when her and Ron bickered. The shower stopped, and fumbling noises were made. She was fixing up her books, and then the door opened, Draco was standing there, topless holding his robes, and shirt.

Hermione just stared he was absolutely the bomb! His perfectly sculpted abs were smooth and shiny from the water but a faint bruise was on his stomach. His hair was slicked back and his gleaming blue-grey eyes were staring back at her. They stared at each other for a short moment when Draco broke the silence.

"What?"

Hermione looked away, and tied up her hair roughly, "nothing". She walked closer to him as they passed, they both took a short breath, and it was like electricity was passing through them.

"Um, sit here. I'm guessing it still hurts" she gestured to a chair

Draco nodded and sat obediently, and Hermione crouched down, next to him, she licked her lips and placed her hand on the slight bruise, he winced.

"Sorry"

"That's ok, as I said before, you can really kick hard"

Hermione chuckled, "uh huh, ok, hold still this might feel a but funny."

She pointed her wand to the bruise, and announced "intrsanescere" Immediately Draco's bruise faded, and he felt no more pain. He sighed of relief, while suppressing a laugh…

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What Hermione was thinking:

Breathe just breathe! Oh geeze! He's so incredibly gorgeous, and sexy! Damn it! Why did you have to stare? Do something else, yeah; I'll tie my hair. I'll just walk past him, near the chair. *Gasp* He's so incredibly Hot! What do I do? I'll just point to the chair, and tell him to sit down. Ok, what do I do now? Oh yeah, I'm supposed to heal him, what happens if I just place my hand…woops. I guess I kicked him pretty hard. His skin so soft and smooth…Ok, here goes, this spell better work, or else I'll look like and idiot. *Phew* the bruise faded! I wonder why he's looking at me like that…

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What Draco was thinking:

Yearch! Owls can really do a lot of damage to…wow she's so…normal…hardly any makeup, hair loosely hanging around her shoulders. Uh oh! I think she caught me staring, she's looking at me with those adorable eyes…erm…I reckon I should stop staring…Great one Draco, breaking a silence with 'what?'… See! Now she's walking away…no…wait, she's walking towards me…nice…damn, she's tying up her hair, I like it better down, oh well…she's gorgeous! Being close to her is cool…Sit down? Ok, sure…always listen to a woman – they always seem to be right…Why is she crouching down like that...oh yeah the bruise nearly forgot it hurt… Her hand is so soft against my skin…Ow! Don't show your pain, damn! I winced… I wonder where she learnt how to do all those kicks and punches…She looks so serious, about the spell…it's so cute…*tingling sensation* that felt strange, it tickled sort of…she looks so relieved…self control! Try not to laugh…

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Yeah… I know! It's a little bit fluffy, and it's weird, and I haven't even got to the ball…*sigh* But they gotta like each other more! And this seems to be one of my longer chapters, and I tried to make it funny…I dunno if it is… oh well!

And yes, I know! Draco sounds a bit gay and girly – but he definitely is NOT (gay that is…girly…perhaps…I'll try to write him more "manly" if I can)

Keep reviewing though PLEASE! And this is a bit late, coz my mum didn't want me to go on the net – that virus thingy… so I'm posting it at the school library ;)

I'll hopefully post soon! After I study for 2 more tests!

Thanks for all da ppl dat did review! Keep Reviewing please!!!

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