I KNO I KNO! so short. so i'm gonna give this chapter to u guys, although i was giong to wait a couple of weeks. here ya go, hope its long enough

Draco's party. Saturday Night.

Draco greeted guests at the door, keeping his eyes peeled for Mya, who had promised she wouldn't miss it for anything. But after the last few days, he wasn't sure..

Coming home after a long day at the ministry, Draco checked the messages on his answering machine which was beeping and whirling like crazy. "Alright, alright, i'm getting to it!" He pressed the play button and listened as the message came on.

"One message" The quirky voice came from the machine. 'DAMN THESE MUGGLE CONTRAPTIONS.' Draco thought.

beep

"Uh, hey Draco, it's Mya." Draco heard a sniff, and wondered if she was crying. "I don't know how to say this, but maybe we should stop seeing each other..You know, I can't let personal affairs get in the way of my career. I'm sorry if I caused you any trouble. Bye."

'What the hell was that about?!' Draco thought as he wandered over to the bar and got himself a drink.

"Nice party, Draco." He turned around at the sound of a feminine voice to see Pansy Parkinson, his ex-girlfriend, clad in a revealing way too revealing red dress.

"Hello Pansy. I don't remember inviting you." Draco drawled, checking her out.

"Don't sound like you didn't expect me. I recieved an invitation from your own dear mother." Pansy smirked. "Besides, I have something to show you."

"Look Draco." She said as she plucked out their shrunken Hogwarts yearbook from her purse. Tapping it lightly with her wand, it instantly grew to the normal size, and she replaced her wand within her purse.

Pansy flipped to a page, pointing at a bucktoothed brunette with a I-Know-It-All smile on her face.

"Well, if this isn't that girl, that stylist? Mya." She watched in amusement as Draco's face turned from bored to shocked.

"No way! Her last name isn't even...Granger..." Draco froze. Mya's last name was Granger. What had taken him so long to realize that? "Hermione Granger?!" Draco sputtered as he read the name underneath her picture.

"Yup, to imagine that you were spending time with that girl without knowing it." Pansy said smugly, ordering herself a drink.

"I'm amazed she even wasted her breath talking to me..after everything I put her through." Draco chuckled sadly.

"What was that?" Pansy looked up from the yearbook.

"Nothing." Draco swirled his drink nonchalantly, leaning against the bar table.

"I did you a favor, Draco, by telling her that we were back together.."

"YOU WHAT?!" Draco yelped, attracting glances from the other guests.

"I rid you of that geeky nerd you call a mudblood." Pansy said, trailing a finger seductively down his well-defined chest.

"Let that go, will you? That was years ago, when I was stupid enough to go out with a bitch like you." He brushed her finger roughly off his chest, emphasizing the word stupid. "Just go. GO!" He repeated when he realized she was still standing beside him.

"Well excuse me for caring." Pansy whirled around and stomped away, her slutty outfit disappearing from his view.

Draco could almost bang his head against the hard marble counter. Damn it! I should've known Pansy was behind this. That explains the awkward message she left last week..

He took a running start, heading out of his apartment. This was going to take a lot of explaining, but he would do anything to get Hermione back.

Draco ran up the stairs of the apartment building. Stopping as he reached flat 1337 and glancing down at a slip of paper to make sure he had gotten the address right, he pounded fearlessly on the door.

"COMING! Dang it, keep your pants on!" A female voice called out from within the apartment.

"I need to speak to Mya." Draco blurted once the door opened.

Ginny stuck her head out, narrowing her eyes at the man before her, a bouquet of tulips in his hands."Well, well, if it isn't Mr. Malfoy." Ginny crossed her arms tightly around her chest, glaring at the blonde man on her doorstep.

"Hello to you too, Ms. Weasley." Draco smirked, instantly recognizing the fiery little redhead from Hogwarts. "You've grown."

"Don't you hello me, Malfoy." Ginny snarled. "And Mya isn't here. She left for London an hour ago."

"What? She is supposed to be at my party." Draco's smirk fell.

"Well boohoo, she ain't coming." Ginny snickered, moving to slam the door in his face.

"Wait!" Draco rammed his shoulder into the door, leaning all his weight on it.

"Why?" Ginny glared out from a crack between the wall and the door.

"I want to know something." Draco said. "Why would she do this to me?"

"You know what, Malfoy?" Ginny smirked, reopening the door and glaring square into Draco's eyes. "Maybe Mya was too chicken too tell you herself. But I'm not. It was a joke, alright, it was all a joke to make you fall in love and then dump you. You deserved it, after everything you put her through in school. Now do you know how much it hurts?"

The information sunk slowly into Draco's brain. "No-no, Mya would never do that."

"Well she did! Alright? Now beat it!" Ginny sneered.

"I-I don't know what to say." Draco ran a hand through his long blonde hair. "Ginny, I'm not the boy I was 10 years ago. I've changed, damnit!" He threw the bouquet down on the floor and ran off.

Ginny's gaze softened as she picked up the flowers he had dropped, her eyes clouding over as she read the note attached. "What have I done? What have I done?" She muttered to herself as she closed the door behind her. "I've really screwed up this time.." Quivering as she walked to her room, she picked up her wizo-cell and gave Hermione a call.

"Hello, this is Mya." Hermione's voice came from the other end.

"I'm so sorry Mya, you won't believe what I did." Ginny cried.

"Calm down Gin. What happened?" Hermione sat up straighter in her seat on the train.

"Malfoy-came-over-and-and-he-had-flowers-and-I-I-TOLD-HIM-ABOUT-OUR-JOKE." Ginny broke down sobbing.

"What?!" Hermione gasped.

"He really likes you, Mya. It broke his heart. It really did."

Hermione sighed. "Too late now, Gin. Maybe you should have listened to me."

"I KNOW! I KNOW!" Ginny sobbed. "I wish I didn't tell him. You should have seen him. He was so sweet, and-and he had flowers and everything. He changed Mya, he changed for the better."

"Yea? I know--To tell you the truth Ginny, I-I dunno, I kinda like him." Hermione leaned her forehead against the cold glass windowpane, staring out into the rainy sky.

"Why didn't you tell me when I asked you?" Ginny demanded.

"I-I thought it was just one of those 24 hour infatuations, you know?" Hermione explained.

A static-y breath came in at the other end. "Get off at the next stop, Mya."

"WHAT?! Ginny, I have a meeting in 5 hours!"

"I have a plan."

Hermione groaned. "Not another one of your plans, Ginny."

"I swear! Get off the train at the next stop and apparate back to the apartment. I'll be waiting for you!"

"But G-" Hermione grumbled, hearing a dull tone and realizing that Ginny had hung up on her. "This better be good." Hermione grabbed her things as the train lurched to a stop at the train station and jumped off.