Hey guys. I'm back. And I'm putting this up much sooner than was planned. And, as an added plus, I have chapter 8 almost completely written, so it will be up soon enough. Now to thank my reviewers:

ILUVRONWEASLEY- It's okay. People are entitled to their opinions. Thanks for clarifying that stuff with the letters. Bye.

Dracohermioneluver- Thank you. He does quite a bit in this chapter. I like it too. Bye.

Mariko- I dunno. Maybe. But maybe not. Thanks. Bye.

Gshep- that wasn't the end. But thanks anyways. Bye.

Happigolucki616- Actually, you weren't right. But that might actually happen anyways. Thanks. Bye.

Lonelyngel- Thank you so much. I'm glad you like it so much. You story is great. Keep up the great work. Bye.

Naoko Ten'ou- Thanks. Yeah, it was. And the twisting of his ankle was just something I put in there so they would meet in the hall. But thank you though. Bye.

Mistress of the Red Kiwi- Thank you. I know. Isn't he just the hottest? Bye.

Fairy Lights- Thanks. That's a pretty good suggestion. And I jkust might use it. Thanks. Bye.

Sweet-soph- Hey, well, at least you got to update. Please do it again asap. Glad you like my story. Thanks. Bye.

Raiast- thank you so much. You reviewed twice!!! I'm sorry that I don't update as quickly as you do. I read too many stories that are updated too frequently, like yours. Hehehe. Thanks. Bye.

HnDluver- Thanks. It's called Somebody Help Me by Full Blown Rose. It's the Tru Calling Theme song. If you want to hear it and see the video, then go to fox.com, shows, Tru Calling, skip intro, and once you get to the site, click watch the tru calling music video. It's not hard, just long. You were pretty close on the guess. Look a bit deeper on the passage part. If you get it, let me know.

Natyslacks- thanks. You were up so late. Bye.

Countrygurl412- thankjs. You're welcome. Bye.

Sk8ter-snowgirl- Thank you. What band??? I know, the potion is cool. Thanks. Bye.

And thanks to: sunnysweetie, littlesaiyangirl, sweet-innocent-bookworm, pishcules, Wedgie Antilles (sorry you had to reread.), mEew, and imogenhm.

Just another note. No one has figured out the clue yet!!! The offer still stands, but only until I post ch8, or maybe a little before then. I dunno. Here's a hint for everyone. Look really closely in the part where they find the hp and how they get to the hp. Thanks. Bye.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As the days went by, everyone got into the swing of things. The Heads and Co. decided who would do what concerning the ball. They also decided that students would get the Friday before the ball off so that they could go into Hogsmeade and prepare and such.

Their Parilus Potion in Snape's class seemed to be progressing quite finely also. They were going to put their completed potion to use on October 21st , 3 days after the ball.

######### Hermione's POV #########

On one particular day in October, Hermione was met with quite a surprise. She was sitting in her bedroom, when there came a knock on the door. "Come in," she said, and the door opened. In stepped Ginny, looking extremely nervous.

"Hi," she said.

"Hey," Hermione replied. "What's up?"

"Well," Ginny began, getting steadily redder in the face, "I want some advice," she said.

"Oh," Hermione said, "What about?"

"Well, there's this guy that I like, and I want him to ask me to the ball, but I'm not sure if he's going to, of if he even likes me in that way. What should I do?"

"Hmmm," Hermione replied, thinking. "May I ask who the guy is?" she finally asked.

Ginny was by now almost burgundy. "Well, if you really want to know," she paused, "It's Harry."

Hermione blinked in surprise, but smiled inwardly. As much of a shock as this was, she'd had a feeling that that was who it was. "Well, in that case," she finally said, "Do you want me to talk to him, see if I can find out whom he likes, and tell you later?"

"You would do that for me?" Ginny asked, eyes shining.

"Of course, Gin," Hermione answered.

"Thanks, Mione," Ginny said, sounding much happier than she had when she had come in. "You're the best. I completely owe you one." She leaned over and hugged Hermione, and left the room. Hermione sat back, contented with having done something so good for a friend.

It was not 15 minutes later that another knock sounded on Hermione's door, and she bade them entrance. This time, however, it was not Ginny, but just the person she wanted to see, Harry.

"Hi," she said, "What's up?"

"Erm—well," Harry began, "I need your help."

"With what?" Hermione asked.

"Well, there's this girl I like, and I want to ask her to the ball, but I'm not sure if she'll say yes."

Hermione's eyes widened. She had a feeling that she knew the direction that this conversation was going. She replied to his statement in the same way that she had to Ginny's. "May I ask who the girl is?"

At this, Harry went red in the face. "Erm—It's Ginny," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Oh," Hermione said, "Well, in that case, you should definetly her to the ball."

"Oh—ok," Harry said, "Wait a minute, did you talk to her?" he asked, comprehension dawning on his previously surprised face.

Now it was Hermione's turn to turn red. She nodded.

"Oh," Harry said, flustered, "Well, I'll just go do that then. Thanks Mione, bye."

"Bye," Hermione said, laughing now. 'A job well done,' she thought.

A few minutes later, Ginny came bounding into the room, a grin on her face. "He asked me to the ball, he asked me to the ball!" she exclaimed, jumping on Hermione's bed.

Hermione smiled. "Good for you!" she said.

"You were amazing!" Ginny gushed.

"Well, he already liked you, all I had to do was convince him to ask you to the ball," Hermione said.

"Well whatever you did, it sure was enough. Thank you Mione!" Ginny exclaimed, hugging Hermione again.

Hermione smiled. "All in a day's work," she said, "Hermione Granger, World Renowned Advice-Giver and Matchmaker," she giggled. Ginny laughed too, and soon they were in a fit of giggles.

After a few minutes, Ginny left, and Hermione sat back on her bad again. She had surprised even herself with all the good that she had done today.

?????????Draco's POV?????????

While Hermione was doing all this, Draco was lying on his bed, thinking. His topics of choice ranged in description from Quidditch to his father to Hermione, but mostly about the latter. He just couldn't get her out of his head lately. Being the better person that he was now, he had started to look more at the good things about a person, and less of their heritage or their House. What he found was that now that he looked past all that, he saw people for what they truly were, and what he saw was that the people whose non-pureblood heritage he used to hate with a vengeance were really beautiful people, who were more outgoing and confident than most purebloods he knew. (AN: By the way, this is "beautiful" in the metaphorical sense of the word. Alright now, back to the story.) And Hermione was one of the most beautiful people of all. As much as he was struggling to deny it, he just might be falling for her.

A few minutes later, he got up, and went out into the common room. He could hear noises coming from Hermione's room, "Hermione Granger, World Renowned Advice-Giver and Matchmaker," came her laughing voice from inside. He could hear the endless giggles of her and whoever was in there with her echoing through the walls.

A few minutes later, the door opened, and Ginny Weasley stepped out. She regarded Draco with a curt nod, and continued down the stairs to the main common roon.

Draco sat there for a few more minutes, wondering what to do about Hermione. Suddenly, comprehension dawned on him as he remembered what Hermione had said in her room only a few minutes before. He would ask her for advice! But in his case, it would be a kind of reverse psychology, because he would be asking what she would want on a subject that was concerning her, but she wouldn't know that it was concerning her. It was the perfect plan. But would it work? Well, there's only one way to find out.

Draco stood up and crossed the room. He knocked, and opened Hermione's door.

Hermione was sitting on her bed. She looked up at his entrance. "Hello," she said. "What's up?"

"Care to join me in the HP for a moment?" Draco asked. Hermione nodded, got up, followed Draco out the door, and proceeded to join him in the HP.

On their entrance, Hermione went and sat on the daybed, leaning towards one end. Draco followed, and sat next to her, leaning towards the other end. "What's up?" Hermione asked again.

"Well," Draco began, "When I was sitting in the common room, I heard you talking, and I heard that you give good advice. So I was wondering if you could give me some advice."

Hermione nodded, "Yeah, go on."

"Alright, now, I want your opinion. Tell me what you would want done, if you wish."

"Ok."

"Well, I like this girl, but she's a friend, so I'm not really sure what to do about it without totally screwing up our friendship if she rejects me. Any thoughts?"

Hermione thought a moment. "How long have you been friends?"

"Not long."

"Hmmm. Well, what I would want is for the guy to take it slow, prove to me that his feelings are genuine. Then, when the opportune moment arrives, go for it. If she likes you like you like her, and she sees the side of you that I see, she'll probably love it."

"Okay, I'll try that." Draco said. "Thanks Hermione. You're the best."

Hermione smiled. "I'm sorry that you can't ask her to the ball on account of you having to go with me. I want you to know that after the first dance, you have my permission to ditch me in pursuit of her."

Draco smirked. Inwardly, however, he knew that he would be doing nothing of the sort if everything went according to plan. "Well, now that I have your permission," he laughed. "No really. That's very sweet of you, Hermione."

"Alright," Hermione smiled, glad to be of service. "Let's go down to dinner."

When Draco nodded, she got up to leave. "And Draco," she said, turning around.

"Yeah?" Draco replied.

"Let me know if it works."

Draco fought the urge to laugh. She'd know soon enough. "Yeah, alright." He got up and started ushering Hermione out of the room. "Now, to dinner with you!"

Hermione laughed. "Yes---sir," she said through her giggles as she left the HP.

$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

Alright. Here it is. Review please. Thanks. Bye for now.