She looked at him with a funny look on her face, but she closed her eyes anyway. Draco took her hand and led her up several flights of stairs. She felt a bit of a chill the further she went.

"Draco it's cold up here."

"Just a second we're almost there." He kept leading her up the stairs. The he stopped.

"Can I open my eyes now?"

"Yes." She opened her eyes and her mouth dropped along with them.

Draco had set up a romantic dinner for two in the Astronomy Tower. There was a little round table with a burgundy table cloth. The finest China she had ever seen was at both place settings. Little heart sparkles were scattered everywhere and a rose was sitting on both plates. And to set the mood he had lit two candles in the middle

"Oh Draco, it's absolutely beautiful." Hermione said quietly.

"You really like it?"

"Yes! I can't believe you did all this"

"All of it's for you" he said kissing her hand. He led her over to the table and pulled out a chair for her, and she sat down. He walked over to the other side of the table and sat down.

"You really are amazing, Draco." She saw colour rising in his cheeks. "Draco Malfoy are you blushing?"

"No, of course not!"

"Okay I believe you." She said with a smirk.

Draco put on a fake mad face "Not funny." He said but he couldn't help laughing. "I hope you're hungry."

Hermione stomach rumbled. "I am," she said giggling.

Draco walked over to a side table and pulled out a silver platter.

"Ooo what is it?" she asked.

"Chicken Cordonbleu" he said placing it on the table and bowing.

"Sounds good, what's in it?"

"Well, it's chicken stuffed with ham and mozzarella cheese and to put over it there a cream sauce, it's one of my favourites."

Hermione nearly started drooling.

"Well go ahead, or do you need me to feed you?"

"Feed me..." she said in a soft voice.

He smiled and took some onto her fork. She opened her mouth and slipped it off the fork. "Draco, it's delicious! Did you make it?"

"Yeah, it wasn't hard, I love cooking."

"That's so cute!" she squealed.

They finished their dinner and Draco cleaned the dishes. (With magic of course)

"That was really awesome" Hermione said.

"And it's not over yet" Draco said flicking his wand. A beautiful, romantic waltz started to play. "May I have this dance?"

Hermione giggled like a 12 year old. She took his hand and started to dance. It seemed like forever in his arms. She was happy for the first time in months.

"Hermione" he whispered in her ear, disturbing her thoughts. "Yeah?" she whispered back.

"I love you." She looked up into his pale grey eyes. She kissed him delicately. "I love you too."

Draco took out a blanket and wrapped it around her. "Thanks I was getting chilly."

"No problem...did you have fun?"

She smiled at him "it was one of the best times I've had with anyone."

"Well thanks I tried my best to please you."

"You did far more than please Draco."

He kissed her on the forehead. "The ball's in a few days. Do you have something to wear?" he asked.

"No, not yet, I'm going to find something at Hogsmeade tomorrow, you know on the trip."

"Whatever you wear it'll be beautiful because it's on you" he whispered in her ear. She giggled again.

"So what are you going to wear handsome?"

"I don't know yet, should I wear a suit or a robe?"

"Suits are nice." Hermione told him.

"Okay then, I'll find one tomorrow too."

"You're going to look so cute."

Hermione put her head on his shoulder and let him lead the waltz. She started to yawn.

"Tired?"

"A little."

Draco flicked his wand and the music stopped. "Here, I'll take you back."

She yawned again. "Yeah, that might be a good idea." Draco pulled out his wand once more. "No allow me." She said stopping him. She pulled out hers and flicked it. Everything that was there that night was gone. As if it never happened.

"Hermione, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, go ahead."

"Was this a date?"

She looked at him for a minute. "You tell me."

"I don't know."

"Well it was an amazing time between two people; if that's considered a date then I guess we just had one." She laughed a little as Draco looked for something to say."

"Hermione, would you ever go out with a Slytherin?"

"No," she said firmly.

He looked crestfallen.

She lightened her expression and looked deep into his eyes "unless of course, it was you."

"Do you mean it?"

"Yeah, as of now I'm your girl."

"I love you Mione."

"I love you too" she told him and she truly meant in.

Draco took her hand and walked her back to Gryffindor Tower.

"Goodnight Mione."

"Goodnight Baby." She said winking at him.

He gave her one last goodnight kiss before he left.

"Ms. Granger, a Slytherin? Pa-lease!" the fat lady said clutching her chest.

"It's my personal life, and he's not like the rest of them."

The fat lady rolled her eyes. "Password?" she asked dryly.

"Wiggly squiggly Beehive" Hermione replied just as dry.

The portrait opened and she went inside.

She looked at the grandfather clock. It read 12:48.

She went upstairs and put on her pajamas. A pair of pale pink pants with teddy bears on them. And a white Volleyball T-shirt she had from the summer. She climbed into bed and shut out the lights, when an owl flew in through the window.

She took the letter off its leg and opened it up:

Dear Mione

Pleasant dreams to the most loving, caring and beautiful woman I ever had the pleasure of kissing.

Love,Draco

She put on a little bit of pink lipstick and kissed the bottom of the letter. She re-attached it to the owls' leg. "Give this back to him." Then she carried him to the window and let him fly.

She went into bed with a smile that night. She did indeed have pleasant dreams thanks to Draco he knight in shining armour.

LONG CHAPPIE! Kudos to me. Hope you liked it Oh and a little info if you're wondering how I know about Chicken Cordonbleu. My dad is a professional cook and he makes it sometimes. Believe me it's really good! Pixie sticks and fairy dust to everyone who reads!