Don't Go Breaking My Heart

Chapter Four: One Sweet Day

"Tomorrow, we will discuss more about the effects of the Anti Poison potion. No ingredients, no grade. Understand?" He looked at everybody and was satisfied with their reaction. "You may go." Snape drawled as he finished writing the ingredients of the potion on the board.

"Ugh! I hate Potions!" Ron complained the moment they stepped out of the room, "No ingredients, no grade. Understand?" he mimicked Snape and Harry laughed. Hermione however, gave him a stern glare.

"Ron, don't be silly. Snape can be such a pain in the arse at times but he is still on our side, remember?"

Ron just quirked his brows at her, looked at Harry and both of them laughed even harder.

"Fine. You can laugh all you want. See if I care." She mumbled as she made her way to the Gryffindor Common Room. "Boys. And they say girls have PMS!"

She held the butterfly necklace on her hand and sighed, where was Draco Malfoy when she needed him!?

Just then, the portrait opened, "Hermione! What are you still doing there?" It was Ginny. "I just survived another boring lesson in Charms." She looked guiltily at Hermione, "No offense!"

"I didn't say anything!" she smiled, raising both her hands up.

"But you were about to!"

"Uh-uh" she stood straight and zipped her mouth.

"Just admit it Hermione!"

"No."

'Admit it!"

"Ginny!"

"Hold on a second, what is that?" she asked, pointing the butterfly necklace on her neck.

"What?"

"That!"

"It's a necklace."

"So?"

"So what?"

"Details Hermione. Like, who gave it to you?"

"Just as long as you promise not to say anything to anyone at all."

"I promise."

"I mean it Ginny."

"What? I always keep my promises!"

She sighed and looked around, "Maybe it's better if we go inside."

Ginny grabbed her hand and dragged her inside the common room. Fortunately for them, it was empty. "Just answer my question already!"

She looked down and clutched the necklace once again. "Malfoy."

"Hermione! Doesn't that mean anything to you at all?"

"He only gave this because it was my birthday Gin."

"He rarely gives out gifts to people Hermione!"

"So?"

"So?! Is that all you can say?"

"What else should I say?"

"Don't you see it? He gave that necklace to you because you're special to him!"

She snorted. "Whatever, Ginny."

"I'm not joking! Haven't you heard the rumors? Malfoy doesn't just give out gifts Hermione! You must be special to him in this case."

"We're really sorry Hermione!" Harry and Ron pleaded, three hours later.

"Because?" she said as she put on a mouthful of pumpkin pie in her mouth.

"Because we were really mean to Snape." Ron joked, but when she gave him a glare saying 'say that again and I'll curse you into oblivion', he closed his mouth shut. "Er… I mean—" he elbowed Harry to get him out of this mess.

"He meant that we should just keep our lame criticisms to ourselves. Right Ron?"

"Er…right."

"And?" she acted as if she was bored and continued on flipping the pages of her Transfiguration book.

"We apologize for our lack of judgment. Forgive us?"

"I say…" Drum rolls please. Take a deep breath and sigh. That's it. "No."

"No?" The looks on their faces were priceless… she should have brought her camera. "But— What about—Hermione—you shouldn't—"

"I was only joking." She laughed and hugged both of them. "Of course I forgive you."

"Why you—" Both of them began tickling her.

"Harry! Ron! Stop it.. that—tickles.. Aaah!! Stop it right now!" When they didn't stop and her laughter burst out, she hit them with her textbook. "Stop! Stop!" They still didn't. "Please?"

Harry looked at Ron and vice-versa. Then they looked at her at the same time. "No."

"Ginny!" she yelped as Ginny sat down beside them, and as Harry and Ron attacked her with more tickles, "Help me!"

"Ron!" Ginny squealed, "Stop being so childish. You too, Harry."

They both stopped and Ron rested his back on his chair stubbornly. "I will if you stop acting like mum."

"Ron!" Hermione chided.

"I'm sorry."

"That's okay brother, I understand." She looked at Hermione and smiled, "Guys also have PMS right?" When Ron turned red and everyone within earshot heard what she said and started laughing, Ginny packed her things, ate a slice of the pie and winked at her brother. "See you later!"

Ginny.

They always share the same thoughts.

"Granger!" She looked at Ginny who just raised her eyebrow at her. "What should I do?" she whispered.

"Granger!" She looked at Ginny who just raised her eyebrow at her. "she whispered.

"Talk to him!" she whispered back.

"What would I say?"

"Anything. Just answer his questions and such. Go!" Ginny murmured and pushed her towards Malfoy's direction. "Malfoy."

"Weaslette." He nodded and looked at Hermione. "Would you mind if I talk to Granger for a while?"

"No. Not at all." She checked her watch, "Hermione, I'll see you at the common room in about… well…. Later." Then she waved at both of them and took her leave. Hermione faced Malfoy.

"What?"

"Dumbledore wants us for a meeting."

"Malfoy! You've got to be kidding me! Do you know how insane you are? Why did you let Ginny leave when that is all you've got to say?"

"He said, it's strictly confidential."

She 'hmpphed' and stomped her feet impatiently.

"Come on, let's go...we're late." He announced lazily.

"What is this meeting all about anyway?" she asked as they began walking towards Dumbledore's office.

"Why are you asking me? I don't give a damn thing about what that old oaf thinks!" he snapped and she gave him an unwavering glare which, she was so sure, would make him flinch. But he didn't. Who was she kidding? He was the Draco Malfoy. The only son of Lucius Malfoy, former Death Eater right?

"Don't you dare call our Headmaster that! Who do you think you are?" she snapped back at him.

"I'm Draco Malfoy…" he smirked as her brows creased into fury. "And you are?"

"Quit being such an ass, Malfoy."

"And quit being such a know-it-all."

"Oh, so now I'm Ms. Know-It-All?" she glowered at him when he didn't say anything, "Fine! Just—Fine!" she walked faster and reached Dumbledore's office first.

"Good afternoon, Headmaster Dumbledore."

Dumbledore looked up from his desk; his moon-shaped glasses glinted from the sunlight and his eyes twinkled in amusement as he noticed her disheveled state. "Ah yes, Ms. Granger. I wonder, where Mr. Malfoy is?"

She breathed deeply and was about to answer when the devil entered the office. "Headmaster."

"Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore nodded and let them sit down. "I presume both of you are anxious as to why I brought you here?"

"Not really." Malfoy replied and Hermione had to hit him with her elbow so that he would close his mouth shut.

"Yes, we are Headmaster."

"I brought you here because I've been thinking…since Halloween is drawing nearer and nearer by the second, do you think that it's best if we still hold a Halloween Ball this year?"

Hermione thought for a minute and a great idea popped into her mind. "Yes, of course… but I was thinking…a different location perhaps?"

Malfoy's brows quirked and Dumbledore's eyes twinkled even more.

"Where do you suggest, Ms. Granger?"

"A ship." When both of them didn't seem to understand her idea, she explained further. "At the lake.. " she thought hard and she smiled minutes later. "I know! Since it's not safe outside at night and all... Why won't we just enchant the Great Hall into something like… a ship in the middle of the ocean!"

"Good idea, Ms. Granger." He looked at Malfoy who was playing with his quill. "Any objections, Mr. Malfoy?"

"No."

But Hermione continued on her rant, "There would be sand, for the shore I guess… and lots of pixie dust… just to catch attention.. and then the students… 5th years and above that is… should wear their most exotic costumes…"

"I see. How about a musical show?" Dumbledore suggested and Hermione's eyes lit up even more.

"Of course! A musical show! We have to settle an audition date…" She thought for a minute or two. "Saturday! We shall have the auditions on Saturday!"

"Very good, Ms. Granger. Mr. Malfoy…any other suggestions?"

"Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout should do the judging…" Malfoy started, "…ourselves included of course."

"When shall this Ball occur?"

"October 31st. That's a Friday." Hermione told the Headmaster as-a-matter-of-factly."So..our theme would be…" She closed her eyes and the only thing that came to her mind was the movie she just watched with her mother last summer at their house, the one with Lindsay Lohan in it. "Freaky Friday."

"Excellent. Mr. Malfoy?"

"Whatever."

"Granger!" He spat, obviously breathless from trying to catch up with her. "Granger! Wait up!"

She turned, her face twisting into a scowl when he neared her and she crossed her arms over her chest just to prove his theory that she was indeed mad at him. "What do you want Malfoy?" she said, irritated.

"I didn't mean what I said earlier."

She just raised her brow and nodded.

"Granger, I said I'm sorry!" He tried again. This time a bit harsher than he intended to.

"I know." She whispered and continued walking.

"Stop walking for just a minute and listen to me!"

"I was listening. I heard you!" she stopped walking and faced him. "What else do you want me to say Malfoy?"

"How about 'Okay, I forgive you' or 'you're the sexiest boy I know… how could I not forgive you?'?" he said and she smiled.

"I prefer the first one."

He pouted. "Not the latter?"

"No. Who said you were sexy?" Deep down, she knew she was lying.

"All of the girls, of course."

"Well, I'm not all of the girls." Her smile broadened and he smiled back.

"Do you want to take a walk outside?"

"Sure."

"I want to show you something." He said, taking her hand and guiding her through the open fields of Hogwarts. He stopped when they reached the beautiful gardens and sat on the bench there. "This is where I stay when I think about the things that's been troubling me."

"Wow." She gaped, amazed by its beauty. "This is beautiful…" she picked a flower, tucked it in her ear and made a funny pose. Malfoy laughed.

"You look like a monkey that's trying so hard not to suffocate."

She made a face and punched him playfully on the arm.

"I was just kidding!" he exclaimed, and when she sat down beside him, he said, "You're beautiful."

"I know." She smirked.

Author's Notes: Okay… I know I suck…but please, do enlighten me… and review!! Thanks to all those who reviewed the previous chapters! I swear I'm going to post all of your names when I finish writing this story! I'm sorry I posted this just right now.. peace!! And one more thing, my grammar really sucks..who wants to help me out?