Disclaimer: hmm I don't have one of these and I think I probably should. So here it is I don't on any part of Harry Potter it all belongs to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I made up the character of Autumn. That's it1!! Oh and the plot or storyline or whatever but everything else is not mine!

A/N: Okay guys well here is chapter six in all its wonderful glory. I hope you enjoy and don't forget. I love reviews!

Matchmaker:

On the first day of October Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Autumn were sitting in the Great Hall seeing as it was a Sunday afternoon. Ron was killing Harry at Wizard's Chess. It was amazing how after seven years Harry still didn't stand a chance against him. Hermione, Ginny, and Autumn were deep in conversation about the latest Hogwart's rumor: Dumbledore was planning a Halloween ball. So when the doors to the Great Hall were pushed open and a certain boy with white blond hair and steel gray eyes entered they hardly noticed. He walked briskly, an air of arrogance in his step, and stopping behind Hermione.

"Dumbledore wishes to see us mudblood."

Hermione twisted in her seat to meet those cold gray eyes. She absolutely hated the way he emphasized the word.

"Fine,"

She said icily.

"I'll see you guys later."

Hermione said twisting back around and addressing Ginny and Autumn. As Hermione left the table Autumn smiled mischievously to herself.

Getting up Hermione followed Draco as he left. Walking through the halls they said nothing to each other. The two of them had made it a point to avoid each other as much as possible since "the moment". Hermione's mind spun as she thought about it. She must have tried to analyze it a thousand times. Still she could come up with no answer as to why he had kissed her.

"lemon drop,"

Draco told the stone gargoyle pulling Hermione out of her thoughts. The gargoyle jumped aside so that they could ascend to the headmaster's office.

"Come in, come in!"

Dumbledore's merry voice came in answer to their knock. Draco and Hermione entered the office and sat down in the plush armchairs Dumbledore offered them.

"I have realized that a certain rumor about a Halloween ball ahs been circulating the students. This rumor is, in fact, true. I feel that with the dark times that are ahead of us we need to have as much fun as possible. The two of you will get the honor of organizing this event. Also as Head Boy and Girl you will open the ball and be each others partner for the night. No, Mr. Malfoy this most certainly is not negotiable."

Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye. At this Hermione's mouth fell open. A quick glance to her left proved that Draco looked just as appalled as she felt at this prospect.

Ten minutes later Dumbledore gave a soft chuckle as he watched the Head Girl and Boy leave. The more he had thought about Ms. Gilmore's visit yesterday the more he had liked her idea.

The next morning Hermione broke the news to her friends over breakfast. Ron's reaction was pretty typical; anger, denial, and of course threats. Things like, "if he so much as touches you mione' just let me know and I'll punch his lights out." Harry's reaction was of course much more mild than his red haired friend but he to promised to defend her. Even Ginny who was usually mild tempered was upset. Autumn however, just sat and smiled to herself between bites of porridge. When everyone finished Dumbledore stood and the hall fell eerily silent.

"I have an announcement to make. This year we will be holding a ball on Halloween night."

At the end of this sentence the approving yells of the students filled the air. After a few moments Dumbledore raised his hands for silence.

"All years are, of course, invited to attend. You will receive more details later. Now you all have to get to class so off you go."

The hall instantly filled with the excited chattering of the students as they stood and headed into the corridors for their classes. Later that night entered the common room to find Draco leaned up against the fireplace. Upon her entrance he looked up and their eyes locked.

"So we have to get working on the ball. The whole school is counting on us to really make this special. How about on Saturday?"

Hermione asked tearing her eyes away from him.

"Fine."

Was all the reply she got before Draco disappeared up the stairs. With a sigh Hermione got up from her seat by the fire and climbed the spiral staircase to her rooms. Lying down on the burgundy and gold comforter that covered her bed Hermione closed her eyes. The warm heat from the crackling fire dimly lit the room. She had had the strangest sensation just now. When she had entered the common room and Draco had been leaning on the mantle with the firelight flickering across his face he had looked so good, so handsome and almost well…kind.

"What's happening to me?"

Hermione thought our loud.

"Malfoy, yes well he is admittedly very hot but come on kind? I mean yeah right!"

She spoke to the room as tough it would talk back to her and give her some bit of insight that would explain why her heart was in such turmoil. She must have tossed and turned for hours before she finally got up and grabbed a large book before making her way back down the stairs. She settled into a large armchair in front of the fire and opened her book.

The next morning sunlight streamed into the room through the large windows giving her face a soft glow. She stirred as a Draco entered the room. He paused for a minute, watching her. The sunlight made her hair look silky and her face so soft. She was picture perfect. She had the brains and the beauty. What more could a guy want? As she stirred again Draco snapped out of it and made a beeline for the portrait hole. Leaving her snuggled down in the chair by the long gone out fire. Looking back over his shoulder Draco couldn't believe he was feeling this way. Then in an instant he was gone.