IThis Chapter is dedicated to my bestest friend ever - Christabel, check out her fan fics too (christa-bunny)/I

Chapter 4 - The door shut behind them, and Draco turned Hermione around, giving her a goodbye kiss, it was wonderful until someone walked around the corner,

"You'll pay for this Granger."

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Hermione spun around, only to bump into the worst possible person - Pansy Parkinson, with Crabbe and Goyle right behind her. Hermione opened and closed her mouth a couple of times, know knowing what to say, before she turned around and looked helplessly at Draco,

"Look, bug off Parkinson," he yelled at her "I've told you plenty of times that I don't like you."

"Yes I know Draccie, but you've never said that you didn't LOVE me, did you?" She walked over to him, obviously enjoying annoying Hermione, "Maybe," she lent closer to him, "this - mudblood - has ." But she didn't get to finish her sentence, because Draco had pinned her to the wall,

"Don't you dare call 'Mione a mudblood," he spat at her, "you understand? Never!" Pansy punched him, causing him to double over in pain, then said to Hermione,

"If you dare mention any of this to anyone, you are dead," then she ran off with Crabbe and Goyle.

"Draco!" Yelled Hermione.

"I'm fine," he stood back up again, "we'd better get off to class now, or we'll be even later than we already are!"

All through Hermione's lessons, she couldn't get the brilliant blonde hair out of her head. Luckily though, she had history of magic, which didn't require much concentration, then lunch. Hermione was describing her time with Draco, completely unaware that there was someone behind the bush behind her (it was another hot day, so they were outside again). She was just saying how Parkison was desperate for his love, even though she (Pansy) had just seen them (Hermione and Draco) kissing each other, when Pansy stood up from behind the bush,

"Don't say I didn't warn you Granger, you and Draco won't be together for much longer, I assure you that," then she walked off.

Although Hermione didn't believe that Pansy would be able to do anything, she couldn't help worrying all through the lessons she had in the afternoon.

At about 7:00 that night, Hermione returned to the head's common room, and started to finish her homework. She didn't have much left, because she had done most of it with Lavender in the library. She looked all over the room, but she couldn't find her Potions spell book. She decided that Draco must've borrowed it. She went up into his bedroom, hoping that he wouldn't mind (he was at quiddich practise). She pushed open the door to his bedroom, and was too shocked to move again. There, lying on his bed, was Pansy Parkinson, wearing a short red dress, obviously waiting for Draco to get back again.

"Don't you get it Granger? You're not the one he wants, I am," she sneered, "I told you that I'd get you back, enjoy single life Grager, and get used to be seeing me here, I expect I'll be in a lot."

Hermione let out a sob, and ran down to the Gryffindor common room to find her friends. She stopped outside the portrait hole, and whispered the password,

"What's the matter dearie? Had a bad day?" asked the fat lady,

"Yeah, you could say that," said Hermione, but while she was saying it, she was thinking, "Oh no, I have resorted to talking to paintings, my social life will soon be over, as well as my love life."

She crept through as quietly as she could, and was relieved to find all three of her friends there. They all gathered round her, and hustled her over to a corner, so that people didn't stare and overhear their conversation.

"What happened 'Mione?" asked Ginny. Hermione began to tell them, and finished by saying, "so she got her way. She has broken up me and Draco," she signed "I guess he never liked me."

"Aww 'Mione," said Parvati softly, "I'm sure he does still like you!"

"Look, I need to be alone for a bit, okay? I'll see you later," replied Hermione, and she walked off to her common room. When she got there, Draco was waiting,

"We have to see Dumbledore, 'Mione, something about a ball," He looked at her for a moment, before continuing, "look, I didn't invite Parkinson over here, it isn't her that I want, I want you."

"Yeah, whatever. I've heard those lines before, from Ron to Luna, but sadly for you, I'm not swallowing it," she opened the door, and walked out to Dumbledore's office, closely followed by Draco.

"Ah, the new head boy and girl, well, you seem to be doing a good job so far, but I guess you haven't had to do much yet, have you?" Dumbledore smiled at them. "Well, you two are probably wondering why you have been asked to come to my office, haven't you? There is to be a ball for the fourth year and up, and you two will have to host it. Hosting a ball means that you get it organised, open the ball with the first dance, along with each of the house prefects, make sure everything runs smoothly and post up notices around the school. The house prefects will assist you, but you two will be in charge. Is this all understood? Yes? Good. The ball will be this Friday."

"This Friday Professor? That isn't enough time to organise it all!" Draco cried.

"I don't see why not? It is Monday now, you have 3 days to organise everything, and you will be given Friday off lessons to arrange everything in the hall. You may leave now. The house prefects should all be outside, please tell them to enter, I must tell all of them about this ball too, so they get all the necessary information." Dumbledore smiled at both of them before they left.

"You guys all have to go in, he wants to tell you about Friday," said Draco, "oh Ginny, could you please meet me outside the head's common room after this, I'd like a word?"

Ginny nodded, and looked around for Hermione, but she had already left.

Hermione had no idea that Ginny and Draco were going to meet, and if she did know, she wouldn't have thought that they would be talking about her. She was certain that Draco would never like her, and had never liked her. She miserably walked upstairs, sat in a deserted corridor, and started to cry. How had everything gone so wrong when it had just started to go right? Meanwhile, Draco was having a discussion with Ginny downstairs .

"What kind of flowers does she like Ginny?" Asked Draco,

"Roses, red ones," replied Ginny,

"Favourite colour?"

"Pink. Defiantly light pink though."

"Favourite food and drink?"

"Chocolate cake and pink lemonade."

"One last question Ginny, does she hate me?"

"No, she loves you. She wants to anyway, but she feels like you never liked her, you just pretended to. I suppose you found Pansy in your bed, waiting for you? Hermione found her too, when she was looking for a textbook. I don't think you know how much you mean to her, you are the only guy she has ever loved in a romantic way. She loved Harry and Ron as best friends, but now Ron has changed, and she doesn't know if Harry has or now, I don't think she wants to know."

"Thanks Ginny, tell her I am really sorry, and please give her this letter from me. Keep her away from the common room for about half an hour, please," Draco smiled at her gratefully as she went off to find Hermione.

Ooh, I am getting into writing this! But I have to go to bed, so the letter and stuff will be in the next chapter!