Hermione sat at her desk in the common room, diligently doing her homework that had accumulated over the week. Next to her, in a small wicker basket, lay Heidi, quietly gnawing on her toes while saliva trickled down her face.

"Ms. Granger, Mr. Malfoy." A voice behind her began, causing her to jump up, knocking over the luxiurious chair she had been sitting on." I expect the both of you down in the Great Hall immediately for a prefect's meeting." Dumbldore's head bobbed slighly before it disappeared with a small pop.

Hermione sighed. Another one of those impromptu prefect meetings that they never got notices for. "MALFOY! Prefect meeting now!" Hermione yelled as she ran up to her room, Heidi happily gurgling in her arms.

Hermione gently placed Heidi in her crib. "Mommy will be right back ok? Be a good girl." She gently stroked her baby soft cheeks. "Bye honey." Hermione pulled a robe on over her spaghetti strap and jeans, wondering why Malfoy hadn't barged into her room yet asking her why she wasnt moving her bludgering arse.

After one last glance at herself in the mirror, Hermione yelled again. "MALFOY! MEETING!"

Draco had heard her the first time, but he didn't feel like going to another one of those dumb prefect meetings where everything was thrown together last minute. He figured he might as well stay in bed until someone decided to wake him up.

Hermione sighed, Malfoy just wanted to give her a hard time didn't he? She ran into his room through the connecting bathroom, to find him lying on his bed with his eyes shut. She stomped over to his bed, not caring to keep quiet.

Hermione poised her arms above the sleeping boy, ready to shake Malfoy up when suddenly his eyes flew open and he grabbed her around the waist, slinging her onto the bed and ontop of him. Their lips were dangerously close together and sparks flew down Draco's spine as he felt the warm puffs of breath emmiting out of Hermione's mouth. They stared into each other's eyes. Hermione's full of confusion. Draco's full of lust.

A throat cleared. "Uh..Ms. Granger? Mr. Malfoy? Dumbledore asked me to come and get you for the prefect's meeting now. Is this a bad time?" Hermione and Draco turned their gaze to the door and found a house elf standing there, shifting nervously from foot to foot.

"Uh, that's quite alright. We'll be down immediately." Hermione smiled, rolling herself off of Draco.

"Yes, Miss. I will deliver the message to Dumbledore right away." The house elf turned to leave, shutting the door behind him.

"That was the most immature thing I've ever experienced, Malfoy!" Hermione glared at Draco, smoothing her robes.

Draco snickered, grabbing his robe. "We're gonna be late if you dont quit your whining." He grabbed her around the waist, guiding her out his door.

"Let me go!" Hermione twisted away from him, allowing his hand to fall to his side and away from her waist. "What do you think you're doing?"

Draco shrugged. "I felt like it." He lied, although he knew that it was more something along the lines like 'I want you.'

"For your information Draco Malfoy. I have a boyfriend, and I DON'T appreciate what ever you are trying to do." Hermione huffed, storming out of the common room and rushing to the Great Hall.

"Ah, Ms. Granger and Mr. Malfoy, so you two have finally decided to join us." Dumbledore's eyes sparkled mysteriously as Hermione and Draco took their seats at the head of the table, opposite from him.

"I'm sorry for the wait, Professor." Hermione smiled apologetically.

"Quite alright, now, we have been discussing the graduation ball for the 7th years. Any questions, comments, suggestions?"

"I was thinking that we can have a muggle themed dance. Going all out with a DJ playing muggle music and a choice of either muggle wear or wizard robes." A Ravenclaw Prefect suggested.

Dumbledore gave a wise smile. "Excellent suggestion Ms. Alcane. Anyone else?"

All the other Prefects shook their heads. That was probably the best theme for the last dance of the year, a theme that was rarely ever used in the centuries that Hogwarts had been standing.

"Alright then I will make the announcements at dinner, meeting dismissed! Ms. Granger, Mr. Malfoy, please stay, I have a few more announcements." Dumbledore took out a little sack with curious yellow shapes within.

"Lemon Drop?" Dumbledore held out the sack towards Hermione and Draco, who both shook their heads.

"Well, suit yourselves." He said as he popped one into his mouth and began. "As you know already, the head girl and the head boy always start the dances with a first dance." He smiled.

Hermione guffawed. "Togther?!"

Draco snickered. "No Her-Granger, with ourselves."

"Yes, together." Dumbledore nodded. "But, I will not expect you two to come together as a couple. That, is your own business. Now you are excused." He smiled and started rearranging the scrolls in front of them, mumbling to himself.

Hermione glanced over at Draco, sighing when she realized that he wasn't the least bothered. 'Alright! If he's civil about it, I'll be too!' she fumed.

"So Hermione. Who are you going to go with?" Ginny asked her. Dumbledore had just finished with his announcements and the Great Hall was already buzzing with excitement.

Hermione shrugged. "I dunno, really. Harry?"

Ginny smiled, "You're lucky Hogsmeade weekend is coming up this week. Dress shopping!"

Hermione laughed. Ginny's sense of fashion never ceased to amaze her. "You'll help me pick the perfect one I presume?"

"Of course!"Ginny gushed.

From the Slytherin table, Draco could see Hermione talking and laughing with the little weasel. He wondered why Potter hadn't already taken the chance and asked her to the graduation ball. Well of course! They were a couple, and everyone would assume they were going together. 'How lovely!' He thought sarcastically, shoving his plate on to a first year's lap. Draco stormed out of the Great Hall, eyes flashing and giving evil glances to those who were unfortunate enough to have been caught staring.

Draco had been contemplating about the whole drama with Hermione for a while when 'speak of the devil!' she walked through the door, hand in hand with no other than..the-boy-who-lived.

Hermione was leaning against him, smiling softly. "You wanna go check on Heidi?"

"Yea? Sure." Harry laughed.

"What?" Hermione chuckled, streching up her neck as if asking for a kiss which Harry placed sloppily on her lips.

'Oh God that was disgusting.' Draco thought as he cleared his throat, glaring at Potter.

"Oh, we didn't see you there, Malfoy." Harry replied nonchalantly.

"Really?" Draco's steely gaze sent quivers down Harry's back.

"Listen Hermione, how about some other time. I've got to get some rest before classes tomorrow. Alright?" Harry shot a glance at Draco.

"Oh, fine." Hermione pouted her full red lips.

"Aww, don't do that. I'll see you tomorrow, alright?" Harry leaned down, placed another kiss on her forehead and climbed out of the portrait hole.

Hermione turned, her arms crossed and her eyes an angry shade of brown. "You asshole! What did you do that for?"

"Do what?" Draco smirked.

"Is it so hard to see two people happy?" Hermione screamed, flinging herself onto a sofa.

"Happy, huh? You're happy?" Draco knelt down in front of her so that they were at eye level.

Hermione looked away. "Yes I am." She said after a few seconds of hesitation.

"You are happy with Potter?" He asked again.

"Look at me and tell me!" Draco grabbed her chin and pulled it up so she was looking at him square in the eyes.

"TELL ME!" He screamed at Hermione's retreating back as she ran up the stairs to her room, sobbing into her hands."TELL ME THAT YOU ARE HAPPY!"

"And I'll leave you alone-- forever."