Disclaimer – ( I kept forgetting these! Pwz don't sue!) I dunt own Harry Potter.

A/N – I SHOULD be studying for a geography test, but I decided to update instead D j/k! my stories are important to me, but so is my life, I got a progress report back today and I have a D+ in Spanish. SPANISH! I have no clue how I did that, considering I took four years of Spanish before taking this Spanish I course. I've jux been way too lazy. I'm just glad I didn't take those gifted classes! I already have honors. I'm barely hanging on, but my Spanish teacher seems to think I'll pass the year. She has faith in me D. Well I did have an A in her class at the beginning of the year… but then again I had a 3.69 at the beginning of the year w/o even trying much. I then dropped to a 3.2 mid-year and now, a month later a 2.7! and it's prolly still dropping. So I'm going to update this and get back to studying! Oh and if any of you has info on Nepal that'd be great!

lolz, in response to one of my reviews, Malfoy is a pureblood, was raised as a pureblood, so he doesn't know what Oscar Mayer is etc. When he heard Hermione singing, he thought that she had named her chest! On side being oscar… and yeah you get the idea. Well anyway, here's the new chapter! And just to answer any questions after that, no I was not drunk, yesh I am sleep deprived D

HUGZ to butlerphan666, mrs. skywalker, dmhg, future movie maker, infallallthingsaremadesplended, EosRaven, deadfreak911, fire-and-ice89, and mel.


Recap

It worked. The song had helped. The wondrous Oscar Mayer song had eased her nerves!

'YAY! I knew it would work!'

"What was that Granger? An ode to your chest?"


House Unity

Chapter 5

"Huh?"

"You mudbloods are strange. You sing to your chests."

"What?"

"My God Granger! I thought you were smart!"

'WHAT is he talking abou…OHHHH! … OMG!"

"Malfoy you bloody wanker! I was NOT singing to my chest!"

"Then what were you doing?"

"Singing about deli meat."

SILENCE

"What's deli?" said Malfoy with a scrunched up face.

'HE DOESN"T KNOW WHAT DELI IS? WHAT KIND OF RICH BASTARD IS HE?'

"Deli is sliced up meat Malfoy."

Malfoy, looking more confused than ever spoke again.

"You mean like filet mignon?"

"No, that's steak."

Malfoy still had a look of confusion on his face, if possible, he was even more confused than before.

"Huh?"

"I give up."

"Well anyway Granger, aren't we supposed to be discussing balls and stuff?"

Hermione had a horror-stricken look on her face.

"I beg your pardon?"

"You know, like that crack pot fool said, the formal dances."

"Ohhhh!"

'OH THANK THE LORD!'

"Well?"

"Oh right, well I think we should have at the very least, four dances; Halloween, Christmas, Valentine's, and Graduation."

"Sounds good."

'Wait… are we having a civil conversation?' thought both Hermione and Malfoy at once.

"Uh huh, I thought so…"

"Well anyway, about the end of the year trip, we should just have it for the Slytherins."

"Wait! Why just the Slytherins?"

"because Slytherins rule the world."

"Not true!"

"and why, pray tell, Granger, is that?"

"Well Voldemort's dead isn't he?"

"Yeah."

"and Dumbledore's alive."

"Yeah…"

"and Fudge is the Minister."

"Yeah…"

"Then Gryffindors rule the world."

"Just because Dumbledore's alive doesn't mean Gryffindors rule the world! And Fudge doesn't count! He's an idiot!"

"So you admit that Dumbledore's a genius?"

"NO!"

"Then what did you mean?"

"He's just not on the same level of stupid as Fudge."

"If it weren't for him and Harry we'd be all dead!"

"Not true!"

"How is it not true?"

"I helped!"

"How?"

"If it weren't for me Potter would be dead!"

Hermione instantly shut up.

It was true. The so-called hater of all mudbloods had come to the light side right before the final battle. He had even saved Harry's life. Hermione had seen it all. She saw Lucius Malfoy corner Harry as he was about to mutter "Avada Kedavra," but Draco had hit his dad with the deadly unforgivable first.

"Fine. You proved your point. You did help, but we're going to have the dance for all houses."

"Fine."

Hermione turned tail and walked into her bedroom and closed the door, leaving Draco out in the common room by himself.

She couldn't understand that moment then, it was strange. She felt angry and grateful and in debt to him all at the same time.

SIGH

'I have that stupid study group with him tomorrow, and I have detention with him in two days…'


A/N sorry for not updating, but I'm having writer's block. This means I need suggestions. This means you should REVIEW