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Me at Shawn's house planning my next attack and complaining about the last one: and then the security people dragged me away I mean why cant I just see them?!

Shawn: well… um at least you stopped stalking me…

Me: why? didn't it make you feel hot?

Shawn: well um no it made me wanna hurl.

Me: well I don't care I wanna solve this stupid thing you gave me… oh and can you believe I still haven't met tom felton after the billionth time of trying to break into his house?!…-Starts working on evil puzzle that I cant solve-

DOOR OPENS AND TOM WALKS IN -I still don't notice because I'm to into the puzzle to realize-

Tom: hi Shawn! Is Katherine here?

Shawn: yeah but she's busy can you come back next week?

Tom: sure!

TOM LEAVES AND SLAMS DOOR

Me: -looks up from puzzle and looks at door- what was that?

Shawn: oh just tom Felton…

Me: what!!! That was tom! I didn't meet him! Oh now you are going to pay!!!

I still don't own Harry potter, I still haven't solved the puzzle, Shawn I hate and he still isn't my boy friend (good thing too), and I still don't know tom felton!
Recap----

"It's the truth!"

Leave him.

"Well fine. But please consider this my break up notice."

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Chapter 7

Three days latter…

"Ms. Granger are sure you don't remember anything yet?" asked professor Dumbledore. She nodded slowly.

"I don't think the memory retrieval potion worked. I'm sorry, but I would just like to get back to class and other things…" she said standing and grabbing her bag full of clothes and get well soon cards. Draco was waiting for her outside the door.

"Hey," he said, "can we talk?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"For all I know you just want to take advantage of me in my… condition."

"Why would I do that?"

"Because, you're malfoy."

"Fine!" he said throwing his arms in the air, "I give up! You win." And with that he left her behind, running down the stairs to the dungeons. Hermione walked back up to her dorm and sat on the couch. She laid her head on the pillow and closed her eyes, thinking.

Why do I feel weird? Why do I want to talk to malfoy so much? Why do I have this urge to touch his hair?

You don't! If you did you would be insane!

I'm not insane.

Precisely.

But… I don't know any more.

I know. You, in his eyes, are a filthy mudblood and know it all. He would never really love you.

He might…

Not!

But…

Just give up already!

I'm not that type!

You are now! Just leave it at this. Never let him under your skin.

o-okay…

She opened her eyes and took in a deep, unsteady breath. Before she knew it she was crying.

Draco's pov------

He walked into the common room looking for pansy, but the only thing he saw was the dying fire. He sighed and sunk into one of the plush leather couches. He let the warming effects of the fire calm him down as he wondered why Hermione's eyes had lost their sparkle. They had grown foggy and cold. He sighed again and gazed into the fire, watching the fire crackle and dance amongst the wood. He felt hallow and cold and had a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach. He stood quickly, realizing what the feeling was.

"No, I don't. It was just an attraction." He stated out loud.

"Who's the attraction?" asked pansy as she walked in threw the hidden wall. Draco spun around and tossed a pillow her.

"DON'T DO THAT!" he yelled.

"Jeez! Just walking back to my room minding my own business that's all."

"Sorry you just startled me."

"Yeah, you scare easily." She said giggling.

"Do not."

"Yes you do, and you know it."

"Fine."

"You give up easily too."

"Shut up Parkinson! I'm not in the mood."

"Yes, you were thinking. Mind if I ask why?"

"Yes."

"You said you had an attraction…"

"I'm leaving, bye!"

"But I…..!"

He didn't hear the rest because he had already left the common room.

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I needless to say, am very disappointed in him at this moment. Stupid Slytherins… of course I can't say that because I was one, but any way, like I said I'm mad at him. He made out with her numerous times and didn't realize that he loved her until that moment. Just an attraction my ass. That never happened with me and Severus. Well I knew… I don't know about him… he better be hiding now. I'll want to ask him. But like I said, I'm mad. He should have known. Stupid boy.

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Hermione sat up quickly when she heard the portrait door swing open.

"Granger!" he shouted.

"Still not speaking to you!" she responded.

"You have no choice. I have come to a conclusion and you have to listen to it."

" Oh really? Have you finally decided to give up on that stupid game you're playing?"

"No. Hermione granger I love you." He stated matter-of-factly.

"Really? Well then I must be pansy-pug-faced-Parkinson. Do tell me malfoy who put you up to this?"

"You."

"Well let's say I be nice and let you fill me in on what happened over the year. But first I would like you to eat at the gryffindor table at dinner and compliment Harry and Ron. If you love me then you can accomplish it. If you're lying, like I know you are, you'll leave me alone, like I want you to." Draco smirked.

"Of course granger. You're on."

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Right so the bet is on now. Oh joy…

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That night at dinner was a night everyone would never forget, not only was it the exact night that marked only one week to the dance but the school wide food fight was caught on camera. It all started when Hermione was walking down to great hall. Draco was following behind humming a weird sisters tune. She walked in and sat down as usual, in between Harry and Ron, but something was off. Next to Ron sat Pansy Parkinson and Ginny and Harry were snuggling. Something was definitely off.

"Um, hey Ron?" she whispered to Ron so only he could hear her.

"Yeah?"

"You are aware that pansy is sitting next to you right?"

"Yes Hermione, what would you expect? She is my girl friend."

"She is?! But… oh I get it you're in this joke too."

"What joke?"

"Like I'm going to tell you. You already know."

"Um…"

"She doesn't remember anything about the year so far." Said Draco interrupting their conversation.

"She doesn't?"

"Nope. Hates me again too."

"Really… maybe I'll like this after all…"

"Shut up weasel king, I have to compliment you and scar face."

"Wow. You did such a good job!" said Ron sarcastically. Draco gave forced a sarcastic smile and went on.

"Right well… what can I say… hmmm."

"Gee nothing like a good compliment."

"Yeah well I guess you got better at quidditch, some what."

"Well better than nothing… I guess."

Draco laughed and turned to Harry.

"Your turn!" he said.

"For what?" asked Harry.

"Your compliment! I'm so overjoyed!"

"Right…"

"Now what can I say about pot head…"

"Spit it out already!"

"Fine… congratulations on… winning the quidditch cup last year."

"Thanks."

"Welcome, now Hermione… compliments done. Now what?"

"I don't know but your driving me insane!" she yelled.

"Well that's nice. But you know what I think I don't care any more in-fact if you threw mash potatoes at me I would laugh."

"Really…" and before he new it he was covered in mashed potatoes and gravy. Colin who had taken up video productions had caught the throw on camera.

Draco was caught by surprise and screamed, like a little girl. Ron burst out laughing and fell out of his chair, bringing pansy down with him. The cup of pumpkin juice in her hand spilt all over Ron, causing Ginny and Harry to laugh as well. Draco grabbed a muffin and launched it in Hermione's direction but she dodged it. The muffin hit Justin Flinch-Flechly on the forehead. He yelled and tossed a turkey leg at Draco witch he ducked and it ended up hitting a poor Hufflepuff girl. This continued until the entire great hall was tossing and flinging food.

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Ok another shorty… hehehe. Granger has been attacked and is totally off her rocker! Or is she? I will give you a hint…. A hint! Lol sorry but you'll see soon enough. Please R&R thankies!