Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, and I'm tired of saying it.

A/N:This chapter is so short. I'm sorry it's short but I'm suffering from some sort of mental block despite the fact that I have my entire plan written out and all I have to do is follow it and add some creativve stuff into it to make it a story. Anyway here's thanks to my reviewers, you all get chocolate cake:

Slytherin-kittycat: Lol, if the cake is what you wanted you got it. I had a blast at the parties, thanks!
EmilyEB: I would have made it a Lakers game, but I didn't because they're in England and I didn't know if they had a Lakers team over there. Sorry, but since I didn't specify any sort of team you can imagine they're the Lakers.
Guily until proven innocent: It was really chatty wasn't it? I kinda used that as a time filler I guess. Oops...

I know the tea party thing in the last chapter was a little ... wrong I guess you could say, but I didn't think it was all that weird. I mean, his familywere sophisticated wizards, they are Purebloods, and I can see Narcissa having family friends over for tea, and making sure her son was there. I don't know, maybe I'm just weird like that, but I'm glad it got come of you laughing.

Hope you like this chapter. Here it is:

The two days leading up to Saturday were uneventful and boring at best. Hermione and Draco, having nothing better to do, sat and talked about anything and everything until the day came. The hours seemed to inch by, and while Draco still didn't know about the game, he could tell Hermione was waiting for Saturday to come. Draco couldn't figure out why.

Saturday morning dawned sunny and warm. Hermione woke up early and got herself ready, made pancakes and waffles for breakfast and checked to make sure all the arrangements were set before Draco even woke up. When Draco came downstairs and saw Hermione sitting perfectly calm at the kitchen table, reading the Daily Prophet and eating pancakes he assumed it was a normal Saturday, and that the two of them would be sitting around the house all day doing nothing. Hermione was finding it hard to act like there wasn't anything special going on, but she managed it until it was time to leave.

"Draco, get your shoes on. We're going out," Hermione said around 2 o'clock. Draco raised an eyebrow at her, but Hermione just shook her head at him. "Hurry up or we're going to be late," she told him before she headed towards the car. Draco shoved his shoes on and followed her outside.

"What are we going to be late for?" Draco asked as he got in on the passenger side. Hermione just smiled and shook her head, starting the car and taking off. An hour later, a very bored Malfoy asked, "Where are we going?" Hermione rolled her eyes but didn't answer him. Draco heaved a sigh and slumped down in the seat.

Another hour passed and by now Draco was getting really impatient. Hermione hadn't answered any of his questions, and by the looks of it she wasn't going to until they arrived wherever they were going. After another hour of torturous silence, Hermione pulled into a parking lot and parked the car. As soon as they were out of the car Draco bombarded her with questions again.

"Where are we? What's so special about this place that we had to drive three hours just to get here? What's that huge building for? Why are there so many people here? I've only seen this many people gather together for a Quidditch game. What's going on?" He finally ended his stream of questions as they entered the "huge building" that he had been asking about. They went through the metal detectors, showed the security guards their tickets and were led to their seats in silence. Once they were seated, Hermione turned to Draco.

"This is a basketball court. I'm sure you've heard a little about basketball from the Muggles you do business with," Hermione paused here for confirmation, but Draco only shook his head. "You know how Quidditch is the wizarding sport? Well basketball is one of many Muggle sports. Two teams play with a bouncy orange ball, and try to throw it into those two hoops."

Draco interrupted her here. "So it's like Quidditch in that there are two teams, and they throw a ball around and try to score goals?"

"Yes! Each team has a hoop that they try to protect. Unlike Quidditch, there are no Keepers, so the whole team has to defend their hoop when the other team has the ball. Some people try to steal the ball, like Chasers-"

"Are there Seekers?" Draco asked with anticipation in his voice.

"No, there's only one ball so they don't need Seekers. They don't play on brooms either, they stay on the ground."

"What! Where's the fun in that?" Draco asked, disappointment evident on his face. "Only one ball, no Seekers, Keepers, or Beaters and you have to stay on the ground. That doesn't sound very fun."

Hermione sighed. "It's the way the game goes Draco. In a way, you're right. The entire team is made up of Chasers, but that's not the point. Muggles came up with tons of different ways to play sports without broomsticks, or flying balls, and basketball happens to be the closest one to Quidditch. My dad's company sent my tickets to the game, and I thought you would have fun watching a game like Quidditch played the Muggle way."

Draco nodded. "I see what you mean. I never knew Muggles had sports, let alone anything close to Quidditch. It sounds interesting enough." Hermione smiled at him and offered to go get corndogs and cotton candy since they had missed dinner. At five thirty the game started, and at first Draco was very skeptical of the whole thing. By the end of the first quarter though, he started really getting drawn into the game, and didn't even notice when Hermione left to refill her drink.

Halftime came around, and the coaches selected a few people from the crowd to participate in a quick mock-game. Draco asked Hermione what they were doing and when she told him, he shrunk down in his seat so that they wouldn't notice him. Hermione laughed at his antics, telling him they only picked people who wanted to go down and play. He looked at her doubtfully, before sitting up in his seat again, and relaxing as they started the mock-game.

At the end of the game, Draco dragged Hermione over to meet the players. After getting three of their autographs, Hermione laughing at him the entire time, Draco let her walk him to the car. Once they were driving and headed home, he turned to her and said,

"I had a great time, thanks for bringing me." Hermione smiled back at him before focusing on driving. The game hadn't ended until well after 8 o'clock, and they had a long drive in front of them. Draco talked about the game, and compared it to Quidditch the entire way home, only stopping when Hermione turned on the radio. He hadn't heard any of the Muggle bands yet, so he listened intently to them, bobbing his head up and down occasionally. When they finally got home they both went straight up to bed, falling asleep quickly.

Falon rapped on the window, waking Draco up way earlier than he had been planning on getting up. After taking the letter from Falon and watching him fly off, Draco got back in bed but found that he couldn't fall back asleep. Cursing, he got up and started getting ready for the day, eating cereal for breakfast before going into the living room.

Draco summoned the letter and instantly recognized his mother's neat handwriting. She had written about her job, and how she thought Dumbledore's idea was great, and she said that Draco shouldn't be complaining so much. Draco smiled and went into Hermione's study to write a response. He was sitting at her desk writing when he heard Hermione come up behind him. Turning around he smiled at her and explained what he was doing.

Hermione found it funny that when she woke up Draco was in her study writing what appeared to be a short story. When he told her that it was a letter to his mother, and that he was telling her all about the basketball game Hermione laughed and left him to it. She also had cereal for breakfast, being to lazy to actually fix anything, before going and watching TV. She had taped Law and Order and CSI last night, but hadn't been able to watch them because of the game. Soon afterwards, Draco joined her and when the shows were over they decided to visit Harry and Pansy. Hermione flooed Harry to see if it was okay that they come over, before they Apparated there.

They hung out with Harry and Pansy for the rest of the afternoon, eating dinner there and catching up on things until late at night. Draco and Pansy shared experiences with being the guest while Harry and Hermione talked about hosting, and how their guests were coping. Soon they got onto the topic or work, and Hermione told Harry that she thought Draco would do fine at Marauders, and even if he didn't she could just keep him in her office the entire time. Draco's reaction to being told that Hermione would just lock him in a room if he misbehaved was priceless.

Eventually they had to go home though because it was getting late and while Harry didn't really have to go to work because he just managed everything, Hermione did. Once they got home, Draco sent his letter off and Hermione went straight up to bed. As Draco laid in bed, trying to get to sleep he couldn't help but think that he would somehow have fun at Marauders tomorrow. He was good with kids, despite never having siblings, or very many friends in school. His last thoughts before drifting off to sleep were, 'Tomorrow is going to be great. Maybe Hermione will let me help with the Transfig class…'

A/N: I hope you guys liked it.Next chapter isn't going to be up for awhile because I have other things I need to do. Sorry, but if you wait for a little bit hopefully you'll be rewarded with a nice, long chapter. Hopefully...

Can you believe it: By the time this gets posted, Harry Potter and the Half-Blooded Prince will be out! I've pre-ordered it, but I still can't wait to read it! YAY! Yet again, I'll give you cake if you review, though with the book coming out I doubt you'll be very interested in anything but it. Oh well...
-Sayaku-