Welcome back guys for a wonderful new chapter from the world of The Great, the wonderful, the great and wonderful Hogwarts-mania! Just to let you know, I don't own anything. Except for names of some things and people's names.

"So where are we going?" asked Hermione, clicking her seat belt.

"To a family restaurant. It's ok but watch out for some of the people in there. I have a pretty tough family." Said Draco, smiling at Hermione's expression.

They drove a little down the cobble stone road until they reached this quaint place that had red checkered curtains in the window. When they walked in the warm air brushed their faces making their cheeks turn pink.

"A table for two, right this way please." Said a lady in a tight white dress.

They sat down to this small table with red table cloth and wire chairs.

"Your family owns this place? So you mean to tell me that you're part Italian?" asked Hermione, taking off her coat.

When she took off her coat you saw that she had on a long sleeved red dress with a square neckline. The dress came up to her knees. She also had on tendon tie back shoes and fishnet tights. Her make-up was light. Just a bit of blush, dark blue eye shadow and Gryffindor red lipstick.

"Yes, I'm part Italian. They came over during the 1940's, when everyone was coming to New York and I guess they moved back to Europe." Said Draco.

Hermione nodded her head, the soft waves of her hair twirling. Then this real fat guy came up to take their orders; Draco tried to hide behind his menu.

"Is that little Draco. My favorite 5th cousin 4 times removed?" asked Gino.

He had no choice but to put the menu down and smile at him. Hermione hid behind her menu to cover up her laughing.

"Hi Gino. This is Hermione Granger, we went to school together and now I'm her gymnastics coach." Said Draco.

"Hi. Very nice to meet you." Greeted Hermione, extending her hand.

"Oh, aren't you beautiful. Draco better not let you slip away. Right Draco, just like your last girlfriend." Gino acknowledged.

Draco turned beet red once again hid behind his menu for refuge.

"What can I get you folks this evening?" he asked, taking out a note pad.

"Can I have chicken Alfredo? And white wine please." Ordered Hermione.

"Of course darling. Now what does Draco want?"

"Can I have what she's having?" Draco asked coming up from hiding.

Gino nodded his head and took the menus.

"Why are you so embarrassed? It's not like my family is any better." Said Hermione.

"They're always like that. And you wonder why I'm the way I am. My mother's family is the Italian side and my father's is the Death eater side. But my mum does have some Death eaters in her family too. So have you heard from Potter and Weasley?" Draco stated.

"Yes, Harry and Ron dropped me off at the train station. They set out to become quidditch players. The terrible thing is that they're trying out for two different teams, Ron's going for the Cannons and Harry's trying out for the Tornados. I tried to reason with them, but did they listen to me?" Hermione said.

"My friends are like that too. Pansy wanted to become a reporter for the Daily Prophet or she wanted to be a model. Crabbe wanted to play quidditch for the Falmouth Falcons and Goyle wants to be a coach for anything that would take him in. I don't know what I want to do yet, but right now I'm happy doing what I'm doing." Said Draco, as Tina came with their foods.

"Is there anything else I can get you?" asked Tina, she had a New York accent and her hair was like Fran's on the Nanny.

"No thank you." Stated Draco, starting to eat his food.

"What are we going to practice tomorrow?" asked Hermione.

"You need to get into better shape first. Tomorrow you'll just have to see what I have in mind. Wake up early because we're going to be at it all day." Said Draco, looking at the sour expression Hermione had on her face.

"I really don't like you." Said Hermione, pouting.

"Don't give that look. You're not suppose to like me, I'm your teacher and you are student. You're suppose to hate me, it's my job." Draco said smirking.

They continued to eat, talking about what's happened and if they were going to miss school or not. Then it started getting late and Hermione really needed to get to sleep. He drove her back and walked her inside.

"Thank you so much. I had fun." Said Hermione.

"Oh really. You were talking nonstop, I couldn't really tell. Maybe we can do this again another time. Well you better get going. See you tomorrow." Said Draco, going back outside into the night.

'Something has really changed about him. I can't pin point it but something has really changed.' Hermione said to herself as she climbed the old steps.

She undressed and saw that she had a message on her answering machine.

(Message)

"Hi Hermione! Just calling to see how you were doing. We just wanted to tell you that we both made our teams! Our first game is on Friday at noon, please be there." Said Harry.

"Yeah 'Mione! You have to be there. But luckily we don't have to play against each other. Two different games. Harry's is first and then mine is right after. Call us back when you can so we can send you the ticket." Stated Ron.

"Be safe and do your best! We're right behind you 100%." Said Harry.

The phone hung up then.

'I'll ask Draco if he wants to come with me. I'm sure the guys will understand.' Said Hermione getting into bed.

&&&& THE NEXT MORNING IN THE BATHROOM&&&&

A girl walked up to Hermione who had blonde hair and one braid.

"So Hermione, who is the really hot guy who's your coach?" asked Jillian.

"Like you said he's my coach. No, we're not going out or anything. We just went to school together and that's about it." Said Hermione, tying her hair up.

"Where were you last night. You were dressed really nice." Said Jillian.

"Draco took me to dinner and that's all. No he's not my boyfriend like I already told you." Said Hermione, putting on lip-gloss.

'Beep, beep'

"Hermione, there is a young man down here to see you. Says he's your coach." Said Miss Summit.

Hermione pressed the button to answer back.

"Yes he is. I'll be down in a moment."

"Well since you have nothing going on, can I have a go at him?" asked Jillian again.

"If you want. I have to go." Said Hermione, putting her stuff back into her room, being followed by Jillian.

Hermione had on a lavender jacket; a white long sleeved tee, and periwinkle pants. Draco smirked when he saw her.

"Hi. Ready to get going?" asked Draco.

"Yeah. Ow, (Jillian had jabbed her in the ribs). This is Jillian and she wants to talk with you, meet you outside." Said Hermione, rolling her eyes.

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"What did she say?" asked Hermione, when Draco came outside.

"She wanted to know if I'd go out with her and I said sure. Ready, we're going to run all the way to the country. It's not that far from here." Said Draco, starting to jog.

! 10 MINUETS LATER!

"What's wrong, you haven't said a single thing." Draco observed.

"Nothing's wrong, I'm just deep in thought." Hermione answered.

"You're jealous right? Of Jillian." Said Draco.

Hermione stopped.

"I am not jealous of her. Why would I be?" asked Hermione, starting up again.

"Because she asked me on a date. I know that face, it happened a lot at school." Said Draco.

"I'm not jealous. By the way Harry and Ron called me last night. They both made their teams and they asked me if I wanted to come because I promised them and I was wondering, did you want to come with me?" Hermione said, looking over at Draco.

"When is it?" Asked Draco.

"Well Harry's game is first on Friday and noon and then Ron's starts right when Harry's ends. So do you want to come with me or not?" Hermione asked again.

"Sure. Time to take a rest here. We've been running for 30 minuets, here's your water." Said Draco, sitting down on a low brick wall.

Hermione took it and started drinking. Then she caught him smirking at her yet again.

"What?" asked Hermione, lowering the bottle.

"You asked me out too. This must be my very lucky day." Said Draco, leaning back.

"It's a way of thanking you for three things. One, for being my coach. Two, for taking me out yesterday. And finally for taking Jillian out. She is such a bother and I've only known her for two days." Said Hermione.

"Would you ever get married?" asked Draco suddenly.

Hermione thought about this for a moment.

"Of course I would. But I'd have to have known him for a while, and he'd have to be really nice and considerate. Why?" Asked Hermione.

"No reason. I was just wondering. Would you accept someone who kissed you on the first date?"

"No. It would be kind of awkward. What is this, 20 questions or something? Two more questions and that's it." Said Hermione, sitting down.

"What's your vision of a perfect date?"

Hermione raised an eyebrow but answered anyway.

"I'd like to go dancing or a nice walk under the stars away from the city. And I wouldn't mind just staying at home and watching a movie either."

"And lastly, are you going to stay at Madame Summits forever?" asked Draco.

"No, I need to enter one completion, win and I'll have enough money to rent my own apartment. Unless you know were I can find someplace to stay." Hermione said and looked over at him.

"Not right now I don't. But I do know where there are some cheap apartments. We'll check them out on Saturday, your work free day." Said Draco standing up and running in place.

"What do you mean work free days?" asked Hermione as they continued to run.

"I mean, we don't have to do anything. You don't have to practice or anything like that." Draco said.

Hermione smiled at him and they continued to talk about lame stuff and recap on what they talked about the other night. A random candy trolley came by and Hermione stopped.

"What can I get for you dear?" asked the old lady.

"Can I have 2 chocolate frogs, 3 packets of jelly slugs, 4 boxes of fizzing Whizbees, a six pack of butterbeer and a fun pack please." Ordered Hermione.

The lady packed up everything into a big brown paper bag for her.

"That'll be I galleon and 5 knuts. And can I get anything for you young man?"

"Yeah, can I have a fun pack and a six pack of butterbeer, please?" ordered Draco.

The lady packed his stuff away in a smaller paper bag. (A fun pack consists of 3 cauldron cakes, 3 pumpkin pasties, 2 chocolate wands, 1 box of Bernie botts every flavor beans, and a small bag of Droobles best blowing gum.)

"36 sickles darling. Thank you and have a nice day." Said the lady and she continued on her way.

"Why in the world do you have so much?" asked Draco.

"They don't feed us in the boarding house. For breakfast I get a small bowl of creamy stuff and for dinner I get chicken broth or three watercress sandwiches. I have to live off of something." Said Hermione.

"Don't you think someone is going to notice that big bag of candy?" asked Draco as they rounded a corner.

"I'll just say that it's just some clothes. They never check anything, if they did I highly doubt they would have let me have a telephone and a small bag of floo powder." Said Hermione.

Draco smirked and they continued walking.

"So what are we going to do after I drop my stuff off. Well we have to drop my stuff off too and then we're going to work on the beam, vault and uneven bars. Your floor expressions are really good." Stated Draco.

"Well thank you very much. But why do I need practice with my beam routine, I looked pretty good yesterday." Said Hermione, opening the door to the gym and boarding.

"Well, even though something is really good, you have to continue practicing to make sure that you won't mess up. And it also inspires body memory. Which will come in handy if some parts of you aren't as flexible." Said Draco, following her up the steps.

Hermione nodded and opened up her door. Draco looked around and winced.

"You live in this tiny room?" asked Draco, as Hermione emptied out the bag and put the stuff in a refrigerator that she just conjured.

"Yes I do. It sounded a lot better when my mum told me about it. I think it's under new management or something." Said Hermione, getting a bit of parchment out.

' Dear Ron and Harry. Thanks for calling, I'm so proud of you both and I would love to come to the games. Send one extra ticket, because I want a friend of mine to come along too. Your dear friend Hermione.'

Hermione attached the note to an owl that was waiting by her window.

"And that was for?" asked Draco as they went down stairs.

"It was a letter to Harry and Ron. So we better get started." Said Hermione, taking off her clothes to show only her black leotard.

Draco nodded and once again couldn't help but think how pretty she was. And Hermione couldn't help but think of how much nicer Draco had become, he didn't even mind that they were going to see Ron and Harry play on Friday.

A/N: WAS THIS CHAPTER OK? I HOPE IT WASN'T BORING OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT. NOT AS CATCHY AS MY LAST STORY BUT IT'S STILL PROGRESSING.

-JENNIFER