A/N: *sob* Why is it I always have such great dreams, wake up, and five minutes later I realize that's it's not true! *sniffle* I want it to be true. Can somebody make it true!?!?!? ANYONE!?!?!? Anyway, enough of me bitching… 100 REVIEWS! *sniffle* I couldn't have asked for more, guys! *sniffle* Now, for my second wish, I wish that my dream about--*gets whacked by Bo* Um... Never mind.

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Hermione stared at the floor as she walked upstairs from Draco's fencing lesson. Draco laughed and put his arm around her. "Sorry 'bout that, but…" he said smiling.

Hermione faltered on the steps. "Uh... s'okay," she mumbled. "Let's just forget about it, okay?"

Draco grinned. "So!" he crowed, swinging his arms in a wide circle. "Whaddya wanna do now?" Draco let his arms drop to his side and looked at her quizzically.

Hermione looked at him cockeyed. "What exactly did you eat today?" she asked, frowning.

Draco laughed and pulled out a small bottle from his pocket. "A gift," he said, his voice dripping with self-pride, "from Roosta. He knows my ails and pains."
Hermione snatched the bottle from Draco and gingerly sniffed its contents. It smelt sugary and sweet. Still frowning, Hermione took a sip. She burst out laughing and gave Draco a small shove. "This is just sugar water!" she yelled laughing.

Draco took the bottle and quickly drained it. He smacked his lips. "Well that certainly makes a hell of a lot more sense, now there doesn't it?"

Hermione burst out laughing. "You really are something, you know that?"

Draco grinned arrogantly, putting his hands behind his head. "Yes, yes," he said in a lofty tone. "I really am, aren't I?"

Hermione laughed and ran into her room and slammed the door. She fell onto her bed in a giggling fit. She sat up abruptly when she heard a loud banging on her door. "Granger? Hello???" she heard Draco yell.

She stood up and put her head to the door. "Yes?" she yelled back. "Hello?"

"Open the door!" Draco shouted.

Hermione smiled. "I don't see why I should!"

"Plleeaasseee???" he whined in a high pitched nasal voice that sounded strangely like Neville.

Hermione smiled and opened the door. She just liked to hear him beg. She restrained a smile and put on a playful mock look of bitter disappointment. "Oh," she said. "I thought it was someone worth while."

Draco smirked and walked inside, sitting on his window seat. "You know you want me," he said in a lofty tone. "You all do."
Hermione paused and considered this for a moment, trying to think of just the right comeback. "What?" she teased. "Even the guys?" She grinned at the look of surprise on Draco's pale face. "Because, honestly, I think you'd look simply wonderful in a dress."

Draco gaped at her a moment. His look of surprise broke as he laughed heartily. "Hermione, I now proclaim you the Come Back Guru, who has gotten the best of me three times." He put his hand on her shoulder. "And being named thus, I now proclaim you worthy."

Hermione beamed up at him. She felt incredibly happy that she was accepting him, although she didn't know quite what for. She wanted to throw her arms around him and hop up and down squealing. "Worthy for what?" she said smiling, ignoring her protesting hormones.

She looked at his warm face and his cold eyes, which were turning softer everyday. She didn't have to wait long for her wish to come true; Draco gathered up her small frame in a warm hug. Hermione stood up strait in surprise, and she could feel her face turning bright red.

"This," he whispered into her ear. He released her, eyes sparkling, and ran his hand over her soft curly hair. Hermione stared at him dumbly, and pinched herself subtly to make sure that it wasn't a dream. She had had so many like this before, but this time, this glorious time! it was real.

Smiling one last time, he held his cool palm to Hermione's bright red cheek. Without saying another word, he swept from the room.

Hermione walked up to the doorway, leaning onto the door frame. Her wits were having a bitter battle with inside her head: head vs. heart. After what felt like ages, she stood up straight.
Hermione smirked a Draco-ish smirk and laughed a Draco-ish laugh.

"What have I got to lose?" she said in a arrogant Malfoy drawl, and shut the door.

A/N: And, yes! That's it!!!!!! No more!!!!! I'm done! This Chapter is finished! So close this window (after reviewing), get up, and get on with your life! It was so short because I don't have writer's block (for once), instead I was struck with a brilliant idea that could not be carried out in this chapter. Never fear, that chapter is over halfway done, so relax. Check back tomorrow. Or something. It'll take a while to type up because I always do five things when I'm online, which is the only time I think of it. So, hugz, and lemmingz, and don't forget to write.