"HERMIONE!!" The sound of a familiar voice and knocking on the door woke her up.

Hermione yawned and got off her bed to open her door. It was Kat and she looked unusually well dressed today. Matching pinstripe pants and blazer with a white button down shirt under, black pumps, and her hair up was up in a professional bun with what resembled two 'fancy' chopsticks to keep them up. For a teenage witch, Kat didn't look half bad in 'office' clothes. Hermione had fallen asleep the other night on her bed without bothering to wash up or dress into the appropriate sleeping attire.

"What's that for?" asked Hermione making a hand gesture to Kat.

Kat sighed exasperatedly, "It was a Slytherin dare."

Hermione raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Last night. Bets in the Slytherin Common Room. I wound up losing 20 galleons and having to dress like this..." explained Kat shaking her head in disgust.

Hermione smiled and turned to head for her bathroom to get freshened up. She caught sight of herself in the mirror and cringed. Her hair was frizzing and in tangles, her make-up smudged, and her uniform crinkled.

"... And you know what? I've never lost a bet before... Bloody bastard Malfoy..." Hermione could hear Kat rambling in her room.

Sighing Hermione grabbed her brush from her bathroom counter and attempted to run it through her hair. She could hear Kat's footsteps and voice drawing nearer.

"Ick. What did you do?" Hermione heard Kat say as she stared at herself in the mirror. Hermione stayed silent and remained at her station of trying to get her brush through her hair.

Kat shook her head, "What would you do without me, Granger?" With that Kat whipped out her wand, mumbled a few words Hermione couldn't make out, and within a few moments Hermione's hair was back to its previously beautiful ringlets. Hermione smiled happily and mumbled a small thanks. Kat nodded her head and took out her compact to check herself in her own mirror. Hermione shrugged and went back to her room to get a clean uniform.

Two minutes later...

"Okay, let's go." Said Hermione beckoning Kat to the door. Kat walked up to Hermione and took her face in her hands.

"Kat, what are you doing?" asked Hermione feeling a bit uncomfortable with Kat examining her face so closely.

"Hermione please go do your make-up before I stab you with an eyeliner pencil." Said Kat sarcastically.

"Oh common, I don't look that bad." Said Hermione smiling. Kat sighed and gave Hermione a light shove towards her bathroom.

Five minutes later...

"There. Happy?" said Hermione walking quickly towards her door before Kat told her to go fix something else.

"Much." Said Kat satisfied.

When they reached the Great Hall a few heads turned to stare at Kat's odd outfit. Kat obviously annoyed stood behind Hermione hoping to hide herself. Hermione could hear Kat say something about hexing Malfoy for daring her to do this.

"Kat, you know. You don't look bad in your outfit. Actually in fact, I think the boys staring at you like it." Hermione said truthfully. Kat smiled happy with what Hermione said and mumbled to be 'I guess. Maybe'.

Kat separated from Hermione as soon as she reached the Slytherin table. Hermione walking quicker to the head table. Malfoy was already there and he seemed to have a fan group of girls fawning over him. He didn't look up when Hermione sat down next to him.

"Granger?" said Malfoy while ignoring his fan group.

"Yes?" replied Hermione staring down at her toast while trying to concentrate not to do anything stupid again to Malfoy.

"I have to talk to you."

"What do you think you're doing right now then smart one?"

Malfoy ignored her comment, "I meant privately little Miss. Perfect." Draco took a firm grip on her wrist as he led her to the back of the Hall where nobody noticed the two enemies act as if friends.

"Hey." Hermione tried to free herself but Draco was had a strong hold on her, "What are you doing?"

When they reached the very back of the Hall where nobody could see the two Draco let go of her wrist. "Okay. Let's just get this over with, but the other day –"

Hermione cut of Draco before he actually said what she knew he would say, "I didn't mean to kiss you. I was just pissed at you, and obviously I wasn't thinking of what I was doing –"

Draco cut of Hermione, "That's not what I was leading to."

Hermione opened her mouth in a big 'Oh'.

"Anyway, as I was saying. The last night I saw Pansy leave the common room right before our weekly bets, mind you but she never leaves those events. Well I followed her knowing that she was up to something. She ended up going to the library which is a large surprise to me since you know Pansy isn't the sharpest needle and why would she be going to the library in the middle of the night? –"

"Draco, get to the point." Hermione said getting a bit ticked off to the fact that Draco was just babbling about how he followed Pansy.

"I was getting there. Anyway, when I got to where she was I saw a certain red head and her snogging like mad in the private part of the library."

Hermione took a second before she realized that the certain red head he was talking about was Ron. "What? Oh come on, Ron and Pansy? Psh. I don't think so."

"What? You think I would actually think that Pansy would like that Gryffindork idiot if I didn't get a good look of him. It was him, I saw him and I'm positive."

"Draco. Be serious now. Ron Weasley with Pansy Parkinson?!?"

"Would you shut up, not so loudly. Listen if you don't believe me, why don't you go check tonight to see if he leaves and I'll keep an eye on Pansy."

Hermione shook her head, "No. I refuse to use my Sunday night to 'baby sit' Ron."

"Just do it." Said Draco. He started to walk away as Hermione opened her mouth to say something.

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Hermione sighed as she walked over to the Gryffindor common room. It was 9:30 PM and curiosity got to Hermione as she thought of what Draco was talking about earlier. When she entered the warm welcoming environment of the familiar room Hermione was greeted by the many faces of her fellow Gryffindors.

"Hey Hermione. Fancy seeing you here." Said Dean Thomas shaking his dreadlocked mop of hair. Hermione returned him with a smile. Looking around she saw Harry lying on one of the couches lazily, reading a book on Quidditch. Ron wasn't anywhere to be seen.

"Harry." Hermione said taking a seat next to her close friend. Startled, Harry looked up. His face relaxed when he realized that it was just Hermione.

"Hey 'Mione. What's going on?"

"Hey, say where's Ron?"

"Oh, he said he wanted to get a snack from the kitchen." Harry laughed, "Typical eh?

Hermione sighed in relief. "Oh good."

"Yeah. I think he's become a bit hungrier these days." Harry said going back to reading his book.

"What do you mean?"

"Well he's been going out for late night snacks for the last week."

Hermione gulped, "Say Harry. What time did Ron go for a snack around last night?"

Harry closed his book for a minute and thought, "Hm. I dunno. I'd say around 8:00? Why do you ask?

Hermione closed her eyes in disappointment. "Oh nothing. Just curious."

Harry un convinced didn't bother to ask anymore and went back to reading. "Oh yeah, you want to come out tonight and watch me and Kat practice for Quidditch?"

"That sounds tempting but I think I'll pass." Said Hermione standing up to get out of the room, "I'll see you later Harry."

'8:00? I was in the kitchen around then. And Ron was definitely not in there, I would have noticed. Maybe Malfoy was kidding. But why in the bloody hell would Ron want to do anything to do with Pansy?" Hermione thought as she walked down the hall. Hermione headed towards the library to prove to herself that this was all in her head. When she reached the placed she immediately looked around trying to catch a glimpse of Ron's flaming red hair. None. But Hermione did see Malfoy leaning on a bookshelf with one hand and the other with a book while reading. Hermione walked up to him.

"This just has to be all wrong." said Hermione shaking her head. Draco looked up. "Harry told me that Ron's been going out every night for a so called 'late night snack'. But he can't I mean I was at the kitchen last night around the same time Harry said Ron was supposedly there."

"See? What did I tell you?" said Draco with a smug look on his face.

"Shut up Malfoy." Hermione said, "Why are you here anyway?"

"Looking to see if you would come so I could prove to you that those two are involved."

"Well? Where are they?"

"Neither has come yet."

"How long do you plan to just stand there and read?"

"I don't know. As long as it takes those two to come I suppose."

"Don't you think they would leave if they saw you just standing there? They wouldn't even dare to try to at least be 50 feet within each other."

"Well what do you think we should do about that then, Granger?"

Hermione looked around and grabbed Draco by his wrist to sit in the corner of the library where you had a full view of the whole room and no body would really notice you. She let go of him and pushed him into a chair.

"Wait here. I'm going to go get a book to read so we can both wait for them."

"Fine." He said slouching in his chair.

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When Hermione returned she saw Draco deeply absorbed into his book that he didn't even notice her. Hermione couldn't mind but stare at the way his eyes sparkled that they seemed to come off as a beautiful blue gray color. His hair wasn't as gelled as usual, it was actually hanging loosely and Hermione could help but stare longingly at how much he had changed from that little boy who used to taunt Harry. He was still pompous of course, and he still had fights with Harry, but he seemed to come off as more of a 'man' instead of a little 'boy'. As Hermione examined Draco, a small bump came from the other side of the room where the bookshelves covered most of the floor. Draco's head immediately popped up to see what was going on. Hermione quickly looked away from him and looked to her watch instead. It was already 9:48 PM.

"Come on." whispered Draco while getting up to follow the noise. Hermione followed in curiosity. As they came closer they could both hear the sound of a girl with a high pitched giggle and a guy laughing while telling her to shut up before somebody found them. Hermione and Draco looked at each other, "That sounded like Pansy- "

Draco put his hand over Hermione's mouth to stop her from talking so loudly, "Shhh..."

As they both round the corner to peek out, to Hermione's horror it was RON. Not even Hermione could defend what he was doing. There he was with Pansy, sucking each others lips off. Shielding her eyes before she saw anymore of this absurdity she ran quickly and quietly before they noticed. Draco followed right behind. As they reached the corridor and far enough from ear shot of the two in the library, "See? What did I tell you?"

Hermione cringed, "Okay, okay. You were right." Draco had that smug look on his face again, "But why?"

"Why am I right?" asked Draco confused.

"No you idiot. I meant, why would those two be fooling around with each other?!"

Draco sighed, "Do I look like I know the answer to that?"

"You're right. You don't." Hermione said smirking.

"Well what are we going to do about this?"

"What do you mean 'we'? If Ron really likes Pansy that way, I guess I can let him have his fun."

"Have you gone mad, Granger? Think about what you just said! Ron AND Pansy?! Together? I think not."

Hermione tilted to her to one side, "You're right. What do think we should do?"

Draco had a devious smile on his face, "We break them up of course. We can't let the Slytherin reputation be tarnished because of Parkinson and her hunger for men, and Wealey and his desperate want for women."

Hermione felt a drop in her gut. This was wrong and she knew it. Breaking up one of her best friend's relationship? Definitely not the Hermione Granger thing to do.

"I'll think about it." Said Hermione as they walked together to the tower in silence.

"You do that, Granger." Draco said as soon as they reached the portrait hole.

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A/N: I know it took forever to get this part of the story up, but I was going through some major writer's block. A lot of things went by as I got inspired to write more. I turned 12, I have my cartilage pierced, I was failing math instead of science, and I'm planning on writing a 200 word essay to win a contest. Though none of those have anything to do with my story, I've decided that it's up to you guys if I should continue this. I don't want to bother writing this if no one is going to be reading it. So if I get enough reviews I will decide whether or not I want to keep on going with this. So if you want me to keep going, please just take the time to click that purple button down there and say something nice. If you don't and still want me to keep on writing, well too bad for you because one less one more review could determine whether or not I want to continue writing. Thanks for your time.

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