Author's Note: Don't even say it, because I know. I haven't updated for awhile. I am not the only one though. Most of my favorite stories have been updated since October. I was also hoping for 100 reviews, but I didn't get them. Homework has been a big issue too. It just seems that my teachers have piled it on me! Also, I have had test or quizzes in the last two weeks! Well, I am sure that you didn't click on my story to here me complain, so here it is. I wasn't really inspired by anything unparticular, but I hope you like it. It took me some time to write it.

Disclaimer: I don't see why these are needed anyway. Nearly everyone who can read knows that the Harry Potter stories were written by J.K. Rowlings, so why would anyone try to take the credit of her stories by writing on FAN fiction.

"Oaf!"

Just his luck! Draco ran into Hermione near the empty entrance to the Great Hall for breakfast after Hermione had just yelled at him in the common room. She knew that he had done something to her, but he wasn't going to tell. He just wanted to be around her.

Draco didn't even try to help Hermione up off the ground. Angry, Hermione made a slightly peculiar comment that made Draco want to laugh.

"I don't think that this school is big enough for the both of us, Malfoy."

It was all that Draco could do to keep from smiling. He was about to unconsciously run his fingers though her hair, but stopped himself just as Hermione made another comment.

"Why don't you just bugger off ba....bastard?"

Not even waiting Hermione decided to stomp off instead, leaving Draco off guard. He knew that she liked him. How could she say things like that to him?

_She is just angry. Give her time._

Draco frowned. Why did he put her in such a bad mood? He should have done the right thing and told her how he felt. Annoyed that he kept asking himself that question, Draco went into the Great Hall.

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Hermione was fuming. She had had it. She was absolutely sick of being in love. In fact, she was sick of love period. It wasn't just because Draco had put some kind of curse or something over her and played with her heart. She was just sick of trying to understand everything that she was feeling and what she wanted to feel.

Love was something that could never be completely understood. She knew that. She didn't like that she would never be able to explain it, or prove it to be right or wrong or anything like that. She had always felt that there were only two options in love. Trust it and experience it, or completely forsake it until she was ready for it or until she found the right person.

That is obviously not what love is all about.

That was what really upset Hermione she could not analyze her feelings like she could her school work. She knew that loving Draco was the wrong thing to do, up she couldn't help it. She had tried to analyze her feelings until she was blue in the face. The only ways she had ever solved her problems, using logic, analyzing, even trying to find away around them, didn't work with Draco and what she felt. It made her want to scream and cry at the same time!!!!!

Hermione dropped herself at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall, purposely not facing where Draco would sit. She looked up quickly to the person across her. It was Ginny. With a stiff smile, she quickly got a piece of French toast and started buttering it. Hermione noticed that Harry and Ron were late to breakfast again. It was probably better that way. They would know in a second that something was wrong with her. She doubted that anyone else would.

Ginny looked up from her breakfast at Hermione, who had a scowl on her face. She looked randomly over Hermione's shoulder and saw Draco. He had the same look on his face as she did. It then clicked in her mind whom Hermione was mad at.

_She would probably like to talk about it_ Ginny thought.

Hermione nearly slammed her fork on the table.

_Or not_ Ginny concluded.

Ginny thought about it and decided that she would come out in the opened as to knowing that Hermione liked Draco. It was probably the right thing to do.

"Hermione, what's wrong?" Ginny asked the question simply.

Hermione was started. She was must be more angry then she thought. She answered without even looking up.

"It's nothing Ginny, nothing at all. It is just that I am not as far along on my homework then I would like to be this week."

That was a logic answer that almost anyone would believe, but Ginny knew better.

"No, that's not it."

Hermione was surprised that Ginny had just disagreed with her, but didn't look up or answer.

"I know what it is about," Ginny continued. "It is about Malfoy."

Hermione finally looked up. Her mouth slightly opened.

"I know," Ginny said in almost at a whisper. "I have seen you two together."

Hermione quickly jumped to a conclusion. Ginny had seen them kiss! How could she explain this to her? Would she tell Ron and Harry?

Taking a big bite of toast, Hermione got up and said to Ginny.

"We need to talk. Let's go to a place that is quiet."

Ginny quickly got up and followed Hermione excitedly. Finally, some answers that would quench her thirst of the drama between Draco and Hermione.

The two young women walked to a small empty classroom and went inside, care to close the door. Ginny went straight to a table and sat down while Hermione walked to the teacher's desk.

"Hermione, I know about you and Malfoy," Ginny repeated herself.

"No one was supposed to be around." Hermione's face darkened. "You weren't supposed to be there."

"It wasn't like I followed you are anything. It wasn't like you two were trying to be secret about it."

Hermione forgot about accusing Ginny of being out in the corridors past curfew. It was the second kiss that she and Draco shared that Hermione was thinking about. She didn't know that Ginny didn't even know about that. Hermione continued talking.

"I thought that it wasn't obvious."

"But it was."

"You must just have been in the right place at the right time to have seen."

"I can't say that I wasn't surprised."

"You couldn't have been more surprised than me when I kissed.."

Hermione continued on, not even focusing on the girl in front of her, but Ginny looked up shocked!

"You kissed!"

"..the second time." Hermione realized too late that Ginny didn't know what she was talking about and asked her guiltily.

"So you weren't in the corridors that night?"

Ginny's surprised look on her face answered her question. She had gotten to her feet and with a lack of a better thing to say, Ginny stammered.

"You kissed.. the best look guy in school."

Hermione's eyes grew big.

"Is that all that you have to say? That I 'kissed the best looking guy in school!'"

Hermione's voice has started to rise, but she wasn't mad at Ginny. It was more at herself for telling someone on accident. Ginny walked to Hermione, her mouth still opened.

"What did you expect me to say?" Ginny's voice rose too, showing more of her surprise. "I am very happy that you kissed, twice, Draco Malfoy, our worst enemy, the world's biggest pain in the butt, just to say the least!?"

"Didn't you say that he was the 'best looking guy in school?'?"

"Yes, but that doesn't change who he is. I knew that you two liked each other, but I didn't actually expect that either one of you two would do anything about it!"

"How did you know that I liked him? I haven't told anyone." Hermione had calmed down now, and so had her voice.

Ginny answered in a calm voice.

"Hermione, you didn't have to tell me. I saw it on the last Hogsmeade trip, in the store. They way you two were arguing. It was different this time. I saw the sparks between you and him."

Hermione looked down, embarrassed.

"Was it that easy to tell?"

Ginny smiled and she and Hermione sat down at a table.

"Not if the person watching didn't know at least one of the people very well."

Hermione smiled, which made Ginny remember something.

"So you kissed twice. Why are you so sad?"

"I am mad at myself for falling for such a jerk."

"Ohhhhhhh, tell me all the details. Start with the first kiss! Tell me every single, juicy detail!"

Ginny looked at Hermione eagerly, and Hermione smiled lightly.

"This will take awhile to explain. How much time of breakfast do we have?"

"'Bout 30 minutes."

"Alright, you know that night that Dumbledore came to see Malfoy and me?"

"Yeah."

Hermione quickly summed up what had been going on between Draco and her for the school year. She soon got to the part when she and Draco kissed during their corridor watch.

"Was it a good kiss?" Ginny was dieing of curiosity.

"I can't even describe how it made me feel."

"He must be the best kisser."

"Is that all you care about?"

Hermione was getting a little annoyed. Ginny was not giving her much support here. She had to make Ginny see her point.

"That kiss is not my problem."

"I know! I just want to hear what the problem is?!"

"I'm getting to it Ginny. Patience is a virtue."

"One that I don't have at all!"

"When I finished kissing him, I got a bad headache, and everything started spinning. I saw myself kissing him." Hermione was having trouble describing what happened. "Not like I did a minute earlier, but before that. When I could think straight again, I realized that that kiss was a memory. It was when I blacked out for some time. I ran away from Malfoy, knowing that he had done something to mess with my feelings. Now I don't know what to do."

"Whoa! What kind of kiss was it?"

Hermione hesitated. She knew Ginny well, but she didn't want to tell of the steamy kiss that she had given Draco. It made it seem like she was some wild, hormone-controlled teenager.

"Come on Hermione. You can tell me."

"Um, I was a very, um different kiss then I would have given a boy when I was acting on my free will."

"Which is..?"

"Seemingly kissing him like I was trying to eat him," Hermione replied bluntly.

"Wait, you didn't try to do anything.."

"No!" Hermione answered quickly. "But I seem to remember nibbling on his earlobe." Hermione blushed at the thought.

"But are you sure that he did something to you to force you to do it?"

"Ginny!" Hermione said. "I would never kiss a guy like that as my first kiss, especially a guy as full of himself as Malfoy."

"Good point."

"Now all I need to do is find out what he did to me."

"Why don't you just ask him?"

"Right. I will ask him and he will tell me his evil plot. Not going to happen. Besides, I already asked him. He denies he did anything to me. I doubt he ever liked me anyway."

Hermione was looking down, her sadness washing over her again.

"He likes you Hermione. I know it."

"How come you are so sure?"

Ginny looked at Hermione knowingly.

"I've seen it in his eyes, just like you are showing now."

Hermione snapped her eyes shut. She didn't want Ginny to know that even though Draco tricked her and messed with her heart, she was still in love with him. She quickly changed the subject.

"I just need to figure out what he did to me."

Hermione started to leave, but Ginny stopped her.

"If you want any help, just ask."

Hermione smiled and nodded.

"Hermione?"

"Yes, Ginny?"

"Thanks for telling me. I know it must have been hard and you didn't have to tell me."

"No, Ginny. Thanks for listening to me. I needed to tell someone."

************Kind of a short chapter, but if I would have added the next chapter to it, then it would have taken me forever and I just wanted to post this chapter as fast as I could. Sorry that there was no romance in this chapter, but it is one of those transition chapters. Please review!