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Me: still staring at computer screen.

RING RING RING

Hello?

Person on phone: hi could not help but notice that you were trying to down load my characters. Well you CANT have them!"

Me: no way! That's so not cool… well can I talk to one?

J.k.: well I guess so…

One of the characters: hello?

Me: which one are you, Draco, Harry, Ron, or Hermione?

Character: Draco. Why do you wanna talk to me any way? By the way you lost my hand in the data frame of your computer.

Me: sorry about that, but um can I have you?!

Draco: no.

CLICK

Well as you can see I don't own any characters and Draco has lost his hand in my data frame, can things get any worse? CRASH OF THUNDER what the hell I'm inside! RAIN PORSE ON HEAD dude! This so not cool!

Recap-----

"Oh no!" whispered Hermione, "we're caught!"

"Don't worry, I've got everything covered." Whispered Draco. Filtch came into view and he quickly spotted Hermione and Draco.

"Oh Draco sir. I should have known it was just you. I hope you enjoy your self." He said leaving quickly. Hermione glared at Draco.

"What did he mean?" she asked coldly.

"Nothing."

"Oh really? Then me getting up and leaving is nothing ether." And that's just what she did too. She got up and left.

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Chapter 4

Draco watched her as she walked back to the castle, clearly mad about something filtch had said. He wasn't sure what it was but he would find out in the morning, he was just too damn tired to care.

The next morning he woke up and walked out to the common area. He looked around and noticed that Hermione wasn't there. He walked over to her room and knocked on the door. He waited a bit for a response but none came.

"Granger!" he called. Still no response.

"Must I nock down this door?!" still nothing.

"That's it I'm coming in!" he twisted the doorknob but it wouldn't budge. "Or not…" he murmured. He tried alohomora but it had no effect.

"Oh come on Hermione!" he whined.

"No." came her soft faint voice on the other side of the door.

"Hey you talked!"

"Only because you used my first name for once."

"I did?"

"Yes."

"Oh. Well can I come in I want to talk to you."

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Why?"

"I'm currently not speaking to you."

"Yes you are."

"No I'm n… oh. Well you can't come in."

"Try me." And with that he slammed himself into the door. It hurt like hell but he did it again. He kept trying to nock down the door until Hermione finally opened it. Her face was streaked with silent tears and she still wore the clothes from the other day.

"Hermione…" he breathed. Seeing her like that tore him apart. He didn't know why but it just did.

"No… I don't want to talk to you."

"Please just let me explain."

"There's nothing to explain. You obviously take you girl friends there to get a little more than what I was willing to dish out. You filthy perv!"

"Well maybe… but I wasn't planning on that! I just wanted a nice evening out with you! Nothing more I swear!"

"Sure and I'm the queen of England."

"Fine don't believe me! But it was the truth."

"And say I did believe you, would you try some other means of getting what you wanted from me in the future?"

"Not unless you wanted to."

"So this whole conversation isn't supposed to make me forgive for get and well anything else you have on you mind?"

"Never."

"Okay then." She said her expression softening. She then smile and laughed.

"Did you really think you could nock down my door?" she asked.

"Well no I'm to scrawny. But if I had to I would have gotten Crabbe and Goyle." She laughed again and hugged him.

"You're sweet. But dumb." She said kissing him lightly on the lips. She pulled away and examined his face. He had his eyes closed and he licked his lips, clearly he wanted more. He opened his eyes and smiled at her. He rapped one arm around her waist and held her head with the other, pulling her into a more passionate kiss. After a moment she pulled away and turned back to her room.

"I should get ready for today. Harry, Ron and I planed on going to hogsmeade."

"Must you go?"

"Yes."

"But I don't like them."

"I sort of figured that out a while ago."

"Should I come too?"

"You don't have to. Unless they bring other dates."

"I could get them to."

"I'd rather you not talk to them."

"Why?"

"They don't know we're going out."

"But weasel is going out with the living disease."

"Disease?"

"Yeah Parkinson's disease." Hermione burst out laughing.

"Oh that was rich." Draco laughed and pushed her into her room closing the door.

"Hey let me out!" she cried.

"Nope you have to get ready for hogsmeade! And wear something unappealing so they don't do anything to you!" She came out with a tight halter-top and mini skirt on.

"Hey… I like that… makes me wanna…. HEY I said not appealing!" she laughed again and came back out with a sweatshirt and jeans and they walked out to the great hall together.

When she entered she saw Ron and pansy sitting down at the disserted end of the gryffindor table playing wizards chess. Pansy had her nose scrunched up, apparently thinking hard, and Ron look distressed.

"Hey guys! Playing wizards chess?" she asked as she walked up. Ron shook his head.

"Teaching wizards chess." He corrected.

"Oh…" she said sitting and grabbing a muffin.

"So the man and horse only move in an L shape right?" asked pansy. Ron nodded.

"Yup, three spaces up and two over." He said.

"And they are called the knight right? So I would say knight to E… 1…2……3?"

"Yes pansy."

"Ok cool!" she squealed, "What next?"

"A muffin. And maybe some eggs."

Hermione finished breakfast and headed up to the gryffindor tower to find Harry. He never showed up to breakfast. And come to think of it nether did Ginny. (a/n: if you do not get the picture by now you're denser than I thought!)

She walked into the common room and saw Harry running down the stairs to the boys dormitories, buttoning his shirt. (A/n: even more so here!)

"Oh… h-hi Hermione." He said nervously.

"Hi Harry! Ron's down stairs waiting for us. Don't see why he couldn't come up… men!" she said not noticing Ginny walking down the same stairs Harry just came from. Ginny stopped dead in her tracks, losing all the color from her face as she did so.

"Hermione, what are you doing here? Harry… um… well…?" she asked quietly and very squeakily.

"Just came to get Harry." Answered Hermione.

"No gin." Said Harry.

"No what?" asked Hermione.

"Oh n-nothing!" stuttered Harry.

"Oh well ok can we go please?"

"Oh yeah sure… um you wouldn't mind if Ginny came along latter would you?"

"Oh no of course not!"

"Ok lets go then!"

They left for hogsmeade and headed towards the three broom sticks for a butter bear or two. They sat down and ordered. Shortly after they got their drinks pansy and Draco walked in. pansy ran over to Ron looking very exited.

"Ronny you'll never guess!" she exclaimed.

"What?" asked Ron and Harry at the same time.

"Oh, I can't tell you yet, not until I get permission anyway."

"Please pansy you know you can tell me!" said Hermione.

"Well Hermione you should know. I mean it does involve you and some one I know pretty well…" she said jerking her head towards Draco.

"Oh… that. Yes well I will tell them when I think they can handle it."

"Oh come on mye! I can handle it!" whined Ron while letting pansy sit on his lap.

"Ok well… me and Draco, Draco and I, have… been… going out …for a while…" she stopped, waiting for the uproar of her friends but none came.

"Well congrats Hermione, I guess." Said Harry.

"I wondered when you two would finally get together!" breathed Ron. Hermione was shocked. Harry potter, the boy who got so freakin' lucky to have survived, and Ronald weasley, the guy who would never shut up sometimes, were actually happy for her and her enemy to be dating.

The world needs to be admitted to st. mungo's, it really does.

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Ha, the boy who got so freakin' lucky to have survived. That was funny. Ok so now you know they know that Hermione is going out with Draco. Life is good. Next dada lesson new cool creature is introduced in class called the thestra. Like a thestral. Yeah it's going to be really nifty! Yup. Oh and R&R or else!