A tear dropped on Hermiones necklace, and it glowed, then cracked. The lowest thing Hermione could move now was her knees, but the tickling had stopped, while Emilies didn't.

"You did this, mudblood! What have I to do more? I humilated you, I stole your friends, I got better grades. What can I do to make you fall? I did everything to make Draco really love me and now? Now he's even more into you!"

"More…?" Hermione turned to face Draco as good as she could and saw him staring furious at Emilie "Connor! I never said I loved Granger. I said I was fascinated of her because she was different. Well, I'm fascinated of the dark lord too, but still what he does is crap and he should stop. I don't follow him. I hate him. But he's fascinating"

"It's fascinating to hear those words out of your mouth young mister Malfoy…" The headmaster put a hand on his shoulder, pointed his wand at Emilie and said "Finite Incantatem".

Emilie was stone-like up to her arms, the last thing she could move was her neck and head.

"Miss Granger, I never thought you would take such dangerous jewelry. I'll send someone from the ministry to check on the boutique where you got it, to look if other dangerous stuff can be found. Miss Connor, I fear your healing will take some time. First of all we have to get that necklace off. Mister Thomas, Mister Crevey, please take her to the hospital wing"

They took the yelling and swearing Emilie off, and Dumbledore turned to Hermione again, tapped her head with his wand and smiled, while Hermione felt something warm tickle down her body she noticed she could move properly again. She had to…

Hermione turned and found Malfoy was gone.

"I fear Mister Malfoy seemed to have urgent business. He hurried down the corridor right after I spoke to him."

Hermione stared down the corridor, then back to Dumbledore "Professor…?"

"You're dismissed, miss Granger. Meet me in my office in half an hour" He turned to the rest of the crowd "Now, you little ones! What are you waiting for? Get ready, we're having a feast this evening!"

The crowd seperated as Hermione stormed down several corridors as fast as she could in her high heels. "Malfoy!" She noticed a green flash with some silver on top of it and struggled to keep herself on her feet when she stopped and turned in the same movement "Malfoy…"

She saw him staring to the ground "Granger, just leave me. I'm going to spend this evening with you, ok. But only because I'm made to"

"But…"

"I don't get you out of my head and we have to change that. I'm putting down my Headboy-business tomorrow. This is my last evening I have to spend with you. If I gave in, I'd be dead. Besides, you don't even like me, so…"

Hermione didn't know what she was about to do, until she felt Malfoys cold lips on her warm ones. She breathed in deeply and stepped back. Malfoys eyes were… swimming with tears?

"Just go, Granger. P…Please?"

Hermione nodded sadly and took a few steps down the corridor and then, without turning, she said "meet you in the headmasters office in half an hour… Ferret-boy" and Malfoy couldn't see the tear escape her eyes. She didn't know why, but his words made her unspeakable sad…

"Granger..?"

"Yeah?" Hermione stopped, but didn't turn. She couldn't see that Malfoy had made a few steps in her direction. She couldn't read what he had to say in his eyes and he couldn't speak it out "Nothing…"

A few hours later, Hermione hands lay on Draco shoulders, his hands rested on her waist, ever so slightly. Hermiones cheek was only inches from his. She took in his scent with closed eyes. He thought she was fascinating… Why hadn't she ever noticed how sexy he was…?

Dracos cheek was only inches from hers. He took in her scent with closed eyes. She was so fascinating… Why hadn't he ever noticed how beautiful she was…?

Draco opened his eyes to find everybody staring at him and Hermione. He stopped and Hermione made a quiet, displeased noise

"Uhm.. Granger… Seems like the song is over for quite some time now…"

"I don't care"

"But I…" He felt a finger tipping on his shoulder and turned

"Will you please let go of her?" He looked into the really angry face of Ron Weasley

"Why no, Weasley. Why should I?"

"Because… She's a friend of mine and I don't want you to…"

"Oh, I'm a friend of you, Ron Weasley?"

From somewhere out of the crowd came a voice "Of course your our friend, Hermione. What did you think?"

Hermiones blood boiled with anger. They had ruined the best moment in what seemed to be forever "I…" she began, but was interrupted "Well, Potter, I saw you more with my ex-girl these times than with Hermione…" "Oh, and since when is it Hermione?" "… She sat alone at the meals…" "And since when are you stalking her?" "And I saw her shot glances in your direction. I saw the sadness in her eyes. And you didn't"

"Oh!" Rons ears were red. They seemed to be covered in blood "And since when are you into mudbloods?"

SLAP!

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Hehe, the end of this chapter, my dears… Now she's into the next dangerous game, but is she alone? Who knows? Thought so… Who wants to know…?