A/N- Alright, I'll start with my apologies. Sorry this chapter took so long guys, but I just finished exams, so my time was being spent studying, during this time I was also sick, which really sucked. When I wasn't studding I couldn't go on the computer anyways, because my little brothers had piles of homework and needed it. And since I was sick there was no way I was going to stay up late just to right this! Ok, there, that's my excuse. Oh, and I just want to say thank you to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, (or even everyone who read the last chapter.) I love you all, triple chocolate cookies for everyone! :p. Ok, that's enough from me, here's the story.

As Hermione left the party her thoughts were whirling at one hundred miles per hour. Why had he just left the party? What did it mean? And really, what had she expected, that he'd come over and pull her off of Justin. Of course not, that simply wasn't his style. But she was fairly certain that her plan had worked, she just wasn't sure that it had work like it was supposed to. When she got to the door she took a deep breath, preparing herself for what she would have to face inside. If she had been paying closer attention, she probably would have noticed Aengus winking at her.

When she walked through she saw Draco sitting in a chair, waiting for her.

The second that Draco saw her, everything Aengus told him fled from his mind, and his mouth once again began working faster then his brain.

"Well, well, well. I didn't expect to see you back so soon. Finished with Justin already are you?" Draco sneered, his jealousy raising up and overpowering him.

He vary nearly managed to hide it, but Hermione, being the brilliant girl that she was, caught the look on her face and smiled to herself. So it had worked.

"What on earth do you mean Malfoy," Hermione asked faking innocence.

"You and Justin, dancing like that. I was surprised that you didn't knock each other and just had at it on the floor, or that at the very least you'd be dragging him back here."

"Of course not, why, were you jealous?"

"Me jealous of a pathetic little Hufflepuffs. That's a laugh." Yet Draco felt his jealous almost intensify when he said this.

"Oh, well then, what with all the fuss over one little dance?" Hermione could practically see Draco's armor cracking, he was sure to slip any second know.

"Actually, danced is a pretty lose term, I think mated with would be a better description," Draco scowled.

"Mm, don't you think that's just a little unfair? It was only one little dance."

"I'm sure that not what Justin thinks. In fact, I'll bet that he has trouble sleeping tonight."

"Look, I only danced with him to make you crazy. And oh look, behold my success." Hermione allowed her smile to shine through, which only made Draco's scowl deeper.

"You have had no success! I really don't care at all. I felt bad for Justin, having to dance with you and all."

"Ok, two things," Hermione snapped into her little Miss Know-it-all mode. "First, if you didn't care then how come you looked like you were going to smash Justin's face in during the entire dance, and secondly, you asked me to dance just a week a go!"

Draco face went red when he sensed he was loosing the argument. "That meant nothing! I'm not jealous!"

"You know what, fine. If this is the way you're going to act then fine, you win," Hermione said crossing her arms over her chest and glowering at him.

"Draco stood up and walked towards her, so they were only inches apart. "Why do you care anyways?" he questioned.

Hermione raised her eyebrows and rolled her eyes. "I you can't figure that out for yourself, than I'm certainly not going to tell you."

"Oh, does ickle Hermy have a crush on me?" Draco asked in a sing-song voice.

Hermione glared at him. "I loath you," she said.

"Well, I loath you more," Draco replied.

"I loath you times infinity," Hermione shouted.

"Fine, I loath you times infinity plus one," Draco said smugly. They glared at each other for a few seconds before Hermione burst out into laughter.

"Wow, that got really pathetic didn't it. I haven't had an argument like that since I was in grade three." This only served to make Draco madder.

"Oh really, you think it's funny do you," he sneered. Hermione stopped laughing. "Well, I'll show you funny." He advanced on her, and Hermione automatically slapped him.

"Don't come near me," she said worriedly. They walked around in a half circle, staring at each other, wondering who would make the next move.

Just who did initiate the fight was never decided, for a second later they were both attacking each other, and it all went past in a sort of blur. When the fighting stopped, Hermione found herself lying on her back on the floor with Draco hovering over top of her. They stared at each other, and then Draco lowered his head and kissed her. It was a soft and gentle kiss, just like a true loves first kiss should be. Of course, it was nothing like Hermione had imagined. She had thought she'd be seeing stars or something. No, it wasn't what she had expected, it was a hundred times better. A feeling of warmth, happiness and security flooded through her, just like they had when she and Draco had danced together. It was the best feeling she had ever experienced.

When the need to breath became more urgent then the wish to kiss, Draco broke it off and rolled off of Hermione.

"Wow," was all he could say, and wow was all Hermione could think. After lying together on the floor for what seemed like hours, (although it was really only minutes) Draco spoke up. "So, where do we go from here then?"

Hermione thought for a moment. "I'm not sure really. How much are we willing to bet?"

"What do you mean?" asked a puzzled Draco.

"Well, either way we go here, were both going to lose something. We just walk away from this, and we may lose a whole separate lifetime. However, if we continue, well, just think of the reactions other people will have. Either way it's a huge risk."

"Well, I think I'm willing to take that risk, if you are I mean."

Hermione thought about it for a moment. "Yes, I'm willing. I mean, yes I will, I mean, well, you know what I mean right." Draco just smiled and nodded.

Hermione thought about what they had just agreed to do, and a realization hit her. "What's everyone going to say Draco? Oh, what's Harry going to say when he finds out?" Draco felt anger well up inside of him when she asked this, why did everything always have to be about Potter, but as Hermione continued he felt some of that anger disappear. "And what are the Slytherins going to say to you Draco, or worse, what will they do to you."

"Why should I care what the Slytherins think?" asked Draco.

Hermione frowned. "If I know anything about the other Slytherins, it's that they won't take kindly to this. Who knows what they might do to you. They'll make your life a living hell."

"I'd be more worried about what they might do to you Hermione. Most of the Slytherins are scared of me. I'm not proud to admit this, but I know more dark magic then most of them combined. My father made sure of that. Besides, why should I care if I'm no longer King of Slytherin, this is our last year at Hogwarts, and we might as well make it count."

"Yes I suppose your right," Hermione replied.

It was now that some of his conversation with Aengus finally came back to Draco.

(flashback)

"But Aengus, what do we do when the whole school turns against us? I know they will. What do I do when the Gryffindors are pulling on one side and I'm pulling on the other?" Draco asked.

"Well, that's simple," replied Aengus. Don't make her choose, at least not early on."

"What?"

"If you force her to choose between you and her friend's right at the beginning, then she will most likely choose them."

"And if they make her choose?"

'Then she will choose you."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure boy! I've never been wrong before, well maybe once. But I was working with a bunch of complete imbeciles and...." Aengus rambled on, and Draco began to feel better.

(end flashback)

Draco however, was in no hurry for that choice to happen, so he made a proposal. "What if we kept this secret, just for a little while? That way you could ease your friends into the idea slowly."

Hermione thought this was a great idea, and so it began.

A/N- Ok, so this chapter wasn't my greatest, but I promise the next one will be better k. :)