Author's notes: Okay. So I decided to not follow the ten reviews thing. It sounds stupid, don't you think? Well, anyway I'll give you chapter two right now. Oh and I want to thank those who reviewed. I love them so much. And to those who read my fic but didn't review, I love you so much too. At least there are people that read my fic. I'm not going to enumerate all that reviewed. It's going to take long. So might as well go on with the fic.

Disclaimer: I do not own HP or '17'. I'm just a poor high school student. So if you sue me, I won't get a descent lawyer.

*~*Only 17*~*

Chapter II

Hermione rushed back home. She walked as fast as she could and when she came to her doorstep, she stopped. She had to run away. Everything was so confusing. The feeling that she felt when he stared at her was nothing that she knew about. For she hasn't felt that kind of feeling before.

'Maybe its just the hormones.'

With that thought, Hermione went up to her room and started to do her homework.

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The young Malfoy was sitting on an arm chair talking to the phone with none other than...

"Drakie?"

Draco groaned at the nickname but answered anyway. "What is it, Pansy?"

"Oh, nothing. I just wanted to know what time you're going to pick me up tomorrow."

"Pick you up? Pick you up for what?"

"For our date, silly."

There was silence for a long time. Then suddenly, Pansy's cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Pansy?"

"Oh, hi, Mione. Why'd you call?"

As Draco heard the name 'Mione' he wondered who that was.

"I just called to ask if you're going anywhere tomorrow?"

"Yeah. I'm going on a date with Draco. Why? Do you need a lift?"

"Well, if I'm not intruding-..."

"Oh, no. Of course you're not intruding. What time do you want to be picked up?"

"What time is your date anyway?"

"Our date? Um, wait. I'll ask Draco."

When Draco heard his name, he perked up and paid attention.

"Drakie?"

"What?"

"What time is our date?"

"Six o'clock p.m."

"Oh, okay. Thanks, Drakie."

Draco groaned but once again to the dreadful nickname. 'Where did she get that nickname anyway?'

"Mione? You still there?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Our date is at six p.m."

"Oh. Maybe you could pick me up at...oh say... quarter to six?"

"Okay. Bye Mione."

"Bye."

Pansy turned of her cell and went back to Draco.

"So, Drakie. You still there?"

"Yeah."

"Did you hear the conversation?"

"Yeah. We are going to pick her up at?"

"Quarter to six."

"Okay. Gotcha."

"Don't forget. Okay, Drakie?"

"Yeah."

"Bye, Drakie."

"Sure."

Draco put down the phone and sighed. 'Another one of Pansy's friends. I wonder if she's as beautiful and as proportioned s Hermione.' The young man smirked at the thought and just stared at the burning fires of his fireplace. Thinking about his burning desire for the girl.

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Hermione turned of her cell and sighed. 'Another day with Pansy and Draco. I wonder...' Hermione thought but just shrugged and went down stairs to the kitchen.

She looked all over the kitchen but she couldn't find anything that she wants to eat. She stopped and looked at her watch.

"Six thirty. Maybe I'll just eat out."

The young lady went to get her coat and walked out of the house.

'Tomorrow is going to be a long day.'

Dreamaker: Did you like? Hope you did. I'll try to put up the next chapter. Don't worry. There's no review pressure on this one. Oh, yeah. Before I forget. The conversation on the phone. Draco and Pansy were talking on the telephone and Pansy and Hermione were talking on the cell phone. Just wanted to tell you so you won't get confused. Okay. If you don't have anything to do, why don't you press that button below. ^_~