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A/N: Here's another chapter for all you readers. Hope you like it. Thanks to my reviewers!

PriNcEsS-oF-D-c – thanks for the suggestion. I think I'll save that for Christmas break. Thank you though. I will use that idea (or something like it). Thanks again!

The New Prophecy

Chapter 8- Thanksgiving, feelings revealed

                A couple weeks had passed since the Quidditch match. Gryffindor had been moping around the entire time as if Harry himself had died. Their team's confidence had been killed in that game. Students had come to know that game as the "Syltherin match".

                Harry and Ron seemed to be taking it really hard. Their former beast friend had been part of the game that would go down in the record books. And she used to hate the sport!

                "Let's not think about her anymore, mate," Harry said tiredly. Ron had been walking around like a zombie since the game.

                "I'll try," Ron sighed. 'But she's been haunting my dreams,' he thought forlornly.

                "Give Lav a shot."

                "I dunno…"

                "Aw come on. She really likes you."

                "One date. That's it. If it doesn't work, leave me to my self pitying."  

                "::sigh:: okay…"

Meanwhile, Hermione and Draco were in Hogsmead ordering the food for the Thanksgiving feast that night. They had just come out of the Three Broomsticks for the drink order and were now making their way back to the castle.

                While walking back, they had been sharing, telling jokes, and the occasional Quidditch play. Over time, Draco had begun to notice how much he enjoyed hearing Hermione talk and laugh. He felt like he would bring her the moon gift-wrapped if it meant keeping her happy.

                During the past week he had begun studying little traits about her. Like how she's always moving while she is doing homework, as if she's on a dance stage dancing to the song in her head. He noticed how much she started to mean to him. He had been spending so much time with her recently, what with Quidditch and all. But, as much as he wanted her, he had to remind himself that he had a girlfriend.

                Hermione, too, had noticed how much she enjoyed spending time with Draco. He was Hogwarts hottest guy, 'sorry, Blaize,' she thought, and he had a great sense of humor. She felt a definite chemistry between them. She had to keep reminding herself that she had a boyfriend.

                "So, you ready for the after-party tonight?" Draco asked, trying to break the silence.

                "You bet. That new club in Hogsmead is supposed to be great," she replied. "I can't wait."

                "Me either; but first, a nice, big dinner."

                "Guys, always thinking  with their stomach," Hermione commented while rolling her eyes.

                "Well…duh."

                Later that evening, everyone was in the Great Hall eating a delicious Thanksgiving dinner. The hall was decorated with fall leaves, and cornucopias. Not much since it is an American holiday after all. Dumbledor had also arranged for the students to sit at different house tables with their friends. But he forced Syltherin and Gryffindor to sit together.

                Hermione, Blaize, Draco, and Pansy sat at the end of the Gryffindor table looking thoroughly angry and depressed. Hermione also has a look of anxiety. It was only a year ago that she sat at this very table.

                Blaize looked over at her and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry. We'll finish and head out. I simply must get you away from Weasley's prying eyes."

                She laughed a little at his true statement. She knew that Ron had been staring at her all through dinner. She glanced around the table, glared at Ginny, and continued eating.

                Shortly after, all the seventh years were in Hogsmead in the new club called Pilatus. It was run by a man who had several clubs in the country, and decided to give the wizarding world a taste of the entertainment.

                The students were very happy for the change of scene. People were talking, dancing, and (a first for many) drinking soda.

                Hermione and her group were at the best table in the place. It was secluded in the corner and very comfortable. They looked around and enjoyed each other's company.

                The club was nice. The walls were charmed and had swirling colors that would change ever so often. The floor was carpeted and had an anti-spill charm on it. It was nice and cool, and the music was awesome. (I'll let you fill the club with your own kind of music so I don't have to. I'm so lazy.)

                Finally the silence was broken when Hermione asked Blaize to dance. The song "Heaven", by Dj Sammy, came on as they started dancing. Draco watched Hermione dance. She looked so at peace and carefree on the dance floor. Like she belonged there.

                Pansy watched Draco. Watched him take in every movement of her friend. She watched his face. His eyes had a calculating look in them.  His eyes held an emotion that Pansy had never seen for her. She watched as she lost  her boyfriend.

                Draco knew Pansy was watching him, but he couldn't help it. He was hooked. A slow song came on and he watched Hermione and Blaize continue dancing. He also watched as they kissed. And for the first time in his life, Draco was jealous of Blaize.

A/N: Done! Another chapter up and running. Hope you liked it. Please review! Things will start to pick up a little more now (I think).  So until next time kids. "Got four walls are your 24 hour day constant companions!"