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Chapter Seven - A DATE?!

"What was it with you and Malfoy?" asked Harry as they exited Potions Class.

"I don't-" Hermione saw that Malfoy was staring over at them. He was leaning on the wall a few feet away from them. "I don't know."

Harry eyed her suspiciously.

"What are thinking?" Hermione asked.

"Thinking that you're crazy. Don't ask why!" Harry laughed.

"All right." Hermione smiled back.

"Excuse me. Hermione?" somebody grabbed her hand. She turned around. It was Malfoy.

"Can you come with me for a minute?" he asked.

"Sure," Hermione replied.

Malfoy brought her over to where he was leaning on the wall earlier. "Look, I've got to tell you something, well, ask you something."

"What is it?"

"I know you're probably really mad at me for what I did to you, but maybe I can talk to you about it during a date...maybe?" Malfoy got really nervous.

Hermione wait for second and then answered, "Sure. This weekend, you were thinking?" Hermione smiled.

"Yeah," He smiled back.

"See you."

"See you."

Hermione went over to back to Harry.

"What did he want?"

"He wanted to know if I wanted to go on a date with him."

"A DATE?!" Harry screamed.

"Yes, a date. And I said yes. We have to figure things out."

"Yeah," Harry said dumbfounded. "Whatever."