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Aahh! I finally got done typing all of that. That was quite a lot of reviews. I was wondering if I could get an answer this time! Since you are the reviewers I am asking you. Would you rather have a HG/SB fanfic or an HG/Rl fanfic? I have already written the first chapter on my SB/HG story and I am not adding anymore yet. I am going to write the first chapter of a RL/HG story and I need to know which you prefer. Please...I love you guys...not romantically though...no, no, no...just in a friendly sort of way. Well. You probably want to get to the story, so here you go...

Chapter 7.

Hermione's P.O.V.

Hermione and Draco left the library and continued through the rest of the day without any events, besides Neville setting his chair on fire instead of turning it into a bird in Transfiguration. Hermione was just glad that McGonagall hadn't decided to transfigure a bird into a chair.

Hermione walked into the Great Hall at dinnertime and looked at the Gryffindor table. Harry wasn't there. She walked over and sat down in a seat between a third year and Ginny. Ron sat across from her. She ate her role and sipped at her pumpkin juice. She then went to her room in the Head Tower and plopped down on her bed and was soon asleep.

Hermione's P.O.V.

Three Days later

Hermione stepped through the portal hole into the Gryffindor Common Room to find Harry sitting on the couch in front of the fire with his head in his hands. She stood there a few moments before cautiously walking up behind him. Scattered around him there were crumpled pieces of paper on the couch and on the floor. He hadn't been coming to eat lately and Ron and Ginny hadn't seen him except in class and he hadn't talked then either so she figured she might find him hear during meals.

"Harry?" Hermione said carefully.

Harry lifted his head and turned to look at who had said his name. He saw her there and looked into her eyes. His eyes looked strained and red.

"What do you want Hermione?" he said and turned back around. "Shouldn't you be with Malfoy?"

"Draco and I are friends. And I would appreciate it if you would try and get use to that idea." Hermione said slowly, "You're my best friend Harry, and I don't want to lose that because you don't approve of my other friends."

"I really don't care so much that your friends...as it's been said before, "It's a matter of your wanting him." Harry retorted and stalked off towards the boy's dormitories.

Hermione sighed and plopped down on the couch to be poked and prodded by paper balls. Paper balls? What were they anyway? She picked one up and unballed it.

Dear Hermione,

I am sorry about this morning at breakfast and I'm sorry for screaming at you and I am sorry for...

The letter stopped there. She laid that one on the couch beside her. She picked up another ball and opened it.

Dear Hermione,

I am really sorry for being mean to you and doubting you about your not liking Ferret Face, but you see...

This letter also stopped, she threw it down and grabbed another one.

Hermione,

I am sorry for being such a prick, but the reason was because I thought that you liked him. And I didn't want you to get hurt. I haven't been able to sleep well lately and I think it has something to do with me not telling you my feelings. And...

Hermione scanned the last note and it hit her with realization that Harry cared for her and was worried that Draco would hurt her. She was suddenly mad at herself for being so mean to Harry. He had not been sleeping well and he hadn't been eating unless he had snuck down to kitchens in spare time to grab something quick to eat.

Hermione stood up and ran up the stairs to the Boy's Dormitory. She walked over to Harry's bed slowly. The curtains were drawn. She peeked through the seemingly thick burgundy curtains. When she peeked through she found Harry staring at her while leaning against his pillows. Inside the curtains you could see through them and they looked thin while outside you couldn't see through.

"Harry..." Hermione's eyes started to water, she held up the note, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't tell you because if you didn't realize it on your own then it wouldn't have mattered. I see you found my vain attempts to tell you." He said sadly and motioned to the note.

"Harry...I didn't know that you were worried. I like Draco. I'm sorry for not telling you." Hermione said and climbed onto the bed to sit in the middle of it in front of Harry.

"When did it start?" Harry stated, "You being attracted to Malfoy I mean."

"I ran in to him, literally, in Diagon Alley. He didn't recognize me and I decided to play him and I sort of liked how he reacted." Hermione flipped over to lie on her stomach.

Hermione and Harry had done this all the time in the past, to spend time to just talk. But now she was Head Girl and she hardly came to the Gryffindor Common Room. They had become very close, but had never really liked the other romantically.

"So you liked the attention that you had never gotten before? Is that why you were attracted to him?" Harry questioned her.

"I guess. I had never gotten any attention before. I guess that I just liked it." Hermione said quietly.

"Did anything happen between you?" Harry asked hoping for her to answer no.

"Yes." Harry winced.

"He kissed me on the train once." Harry winced again for two reasons, she had said once, and that meant that she had kissed him before they had kissed.

"And once in the bathroom, half naked." Harry was awestruck.

"And he has been sort of nice to me and I think I like him.." Hermione finished. She looked at a very stunned Harry.

"Twice! Half naked...what do you mean half naked?" Harry said flabbergasted.

"Well...I had a towel tied around my waist." Hermione bit her lip and frowned.

"You might as well as been naked. Was he...naked?" Harry looked at her with questioning eyes.

"NO! I was in the shower and he didn't know that I was in there and came in and saw me in the shower naked. I got out and noticed he was there so I wrapped a towel around my waist." Hermione said.

"Ok...Let's get this straight...once on the train before me, and once in the bathroom while you were naked." Harry put his head in his hands again, "Did...he and you...do anything...?"

"Oh, No! Of course not...you see, I'm a virgin still." Hermione said quietly.

"Ok...add Hermione is a virgin to the list and we are done!" Harry said sarcastically.

They sat in silence for a few moments. Then Hermione spoke.

"Harry?" Hermione looked at him.

"Hhhmm?" Harry said and lifted his head.

"I don't want to lose our friendship...and I hope you're not mad...at me...for not telling you." Hermione stuttered.

"No...I'm not mad. If anyone should be mad...it's you. I should have told you how I felt, and been understanding. Then you would have told me sooner." Harry smiled sadly, Hermione sat up and went to crawl toward the edge of the bed to leave, but Harry grabbed her legs and pulled her back to sit in front of him.

"We weren't done yet." Harry said and grinned.

"Really? Why not?" Hermione questioned.

"We use to sit and talk and hang out, so we will now." Harry grinned again, "We have sat, and talked so we still need to hang out."

"Fine...what do you want to do?" Hermione asked sarcastically, "We can't talk, and we are sitting, so what?"

"This..." Harry said quietly.

(((Harry leaned forward and kissed her lips softly.

He held her cheek in his hand. Hermione leaned in closer.

They kissed each other slowly for a few moments. Then Harry ran his tongue over her lower lip.

Hermione parted her lips and there tongues met to dance.

Hermione wrapped her arms around Harry's neck and he leaned her back slowly onto the bed.

He had his arms and his legs on each side of her holding him up.

They parted slowly, Harry grinned mischievously, and ran his hand through his hair. Hermione smiled. Harry leaned down and kissed his way up her jaw line. He stopped when he got to her ear.

"You ok Hermione?" Harry asked while he sucked on her earlobe.

"Hhhmmm." Hermione moaned, "Fine."

Harry moved away from her ear to kiss down her neck. He stopped when he got to her shirt. He moved back up to kiss her lips again. He kissed her lightly. Hermione pulled him closer.

Their tongues met again. Hermione sucked on his lip causing Harry to moan quietly.)))

What Really happened!!! (Did you really think that Hermione was some kind of player?)

"This..." Harry said quietly.

Harry leaned forward and pounced on her. He started to tickle her.

"Harry," giggle, "stop!" Hermione laughed.

"Why ever would I do that?" Harry said and grinned.

"I'll," laugh, "give you, " giggle, "something." Hermione managed.

"Alright, hand it over." Harry said and stopped, "But if I'm not satisfied with it I will tickle you again." Harry smirked.

"Ok." Hermione sat up and leaned forward and put her hand behind his neck and pulled him towards her and kissed him. She pulled away slowly and crawled off the bed.

Harrys P.O.V.Harry sat there stunned for a moment before he followed her off the bed. Hermione was standing by the door.

"By Harry." Hermione said, "See you in Potions tomorrow. I'm glad we talked." She walked out of the room.

Harry waited a while before he walked into the boy's showers. While he washed his hair he thought about there talk.

"Hermione liking Draco. I guess it's not so bad except that she likes the enemy and a Ferret." Harry said aloud and smirked.

Hermione's P.O.V.

Hermione said bye to Harry and walked into the Gryffindor Common Room. Supper was probably already over so she might as well go to the Head Tower. She walked down the hallway slowly. When she finally got to the painting leading to the head tower, she noticed that the occupant had changed. Instead of the women on the horse there was a Dragon with a black haired girl in it. The Dragon was lying behind the girl and the girl was leaning her head on the Dragons side.

"Password?" the girl said quietly and lifted her head.

"Oh well, might as well try the old password." Hermione thought, and then said, "Dark Souls?"

"I'm sorry. That's not the password." The girl said and laid her head down.

Strange, Dumbledore wouldn't have changed the painting without telling her would he? Of course he could have meant to tell her and Draco the new password after Supper. Maybe Draco knew the password. And yet again, right on cue, Draco strode up behind her.

"Why weren't you at supper Hermione?" Draco asked. "Dumbledore told me the new password. He decided to replace the old picture."

"I was worried about Harry and went to find him." Hermione said simply.

"And...?" Draco replied.

"Oh, well, he hasn't been coming to the Great Hall and Ron said that he hadn't seen Harry when he went to sleep. So I was worried and figured I might find him in the Gryffindor Common Room while everyone was in the Great Hall." Hermione retorted. "What does it mean to you."

"Just wondering." He said and smirked but didn't move to say the password.

"What's the password Draco?!?" Hermione questioned.

"Right...you don't know..." Draco said and smirked again. "Hermione Granger actually doesn't know something. Of course if you had been at dinner then you would know."

Hermione glared at him and crossed her arms.

"It's Dragons Princess. Dumbledore came up with it." He remarked and the painting swung open.