Hermione gave him a 'whatever' look and said, "Now I know this is a joke."
"Hermione, its not. Please believe me?" he reached for her hand but she moved away from him.
"Look Malfoy, I don't know what kind of twisted joke of yours is. Just leave me, okay?"
Draco looked at her again as if he had more to say but by the expression on Hermione's face, he didn't want to upset her even more than he already had.
Draco got off her bed and at once she started to relax a bit and shut her eyes. He turned to go but then turned towards Hermione again, "I'm not going to give up that easily."
She opened her eyes to say something to him but when she did, he was gone. *Knock**Knock* "Hermione, are you alright?" asked Hermione's mother yawning.
"Yes Mom. I'm fine. Good Night."
"Alright dear, Good Night."
Hermione lay on her back and stared at the ceiling. This is impossible. She shook her head, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning she woke up with the sun shining brightly into her room. She turned her head towards the clock next to her bed. 11 o'clock, she slept in. This was going to mess up her whole training schedule.
She quickly got dressed and hurried downstairs for some quick breakfast. Her apparation test was coming up soon. She had to practice.
She hurried out to her basement and started to practice. She had a small light on in the corner of her basement.
After a while of practicing she was back on schedule. She sat down for a while to rest. She had apparated all around the room. She took a seat on the couch she had just apparated onto and lay there for a while. It was the first moment she got to think about what had happened last night in her room. Why had she slept in again? She knew she had been training hard for the past few days now but it couldn't have made her sleep in. Then she remembered. Someone visited. Who was it again?
Malfoy! She jerked herself up. What was he doing? He was here to talk to you. Why? Because your going crazy if you think he has feelings either than hatred for you.
She shook her head again. She was being silly. She had probably fallen asleep and had a weird dream and woke up to some noise.
After a while more of practicing for her apparation test she went back upstairs, got herself some lunch and made her way to her room again.
Once she got to her room she sat down at her desk. She took out the letters she had gotten over the summer. She wrote her replies to Harry and Ron and sent the replies back with Hedwig and Pigwidgeon. It was the beginning of July. Their holidays had just started and Harry's Birthday was coming up quickly.
She made her way downstairs and found her mother had just got home from work.
"Your fathers just parking the car. Do you know how many people don't care about their teeth? It's just so disgusting. Not many people floss anymore." Said her mother shaking her head.
Hermione smiled and said, "Mom, this Saturday, do you have work?"
"Oh yes dear. I do. I have a meeting to go to with your father for all dentists."
"Oh, then how about the Saturday after that?"
"We're free. Why?"
"I need to get Harry a Birthday present. It's coming up soon."
"Alright, we'll make our way to London on Saturday."
"Thanks mum."
And Hermione ran back upstairs to her room. What could she possibly get Harry? He was turning seventeen in a few weeks. Seventeen is a very important age and she wanted to get him something special. He was going to be of age soon.
Hermione started on some of her holiday homework from the teachers. She knew it was still early but it's always good to have homework done and out of the way beforehand so she wouldn't have to worry about it later on. By the time she had finished her potions essay she went downstairs for dinner.
When she was done she went back upstairs and got ready for bed. Usually by this time of year she would be out with her friends she had before she went to Hogwarts. Usually she would be out with her friends from her elementary school. She had told them that her parents told her to go to a different boarding school because they wanted her to do well in school with no interruptions. They believed her because she had always been really worried about her marks. But not any more, her friends weren't her friends anymore. They had changed.
She didn't know what happened. Her first week back was the worst week she ever had. She called her friends but they either suddenly had something really important to do or they just had to go without any explanation at all.