A/N- Once again, HUGE THANK YOU to all my reviewers! I love you guys! And for those who wanted the chapters longer, I tried to make it longer this chapter so I hope you like it.

So, so, SO, sorry for the long wait! I definitely did not plan to take this long to update. I usually try to add a new chapter once a week, but things are getting crazy cause it's the end of the year….a LOT of work and studying. And it was also my birthday yesterday so I was a little busy. But, you all can thank my friend who has been telling me everyday to update, and I finally got to it. I hope you enjoy:-D

Disclaimer- Everything belongs to J.K Rowling! I own nothing but the plot.

For a while they were laughing and talking like a couple or old friends would do; not paying attention to anyone but themselves. Too bad they weren't, because maybe then they would have seen Pansy walk by the window, who had just seen them. She ran down the street and found any empty bench. Reaching bellow her purse she pulled out a little book that looked like a mini notepad. In it, she had two columns, Draco and Hermione, and Blaise and Hermione. Under the first column, she put a tally mark and wrote 'Coffee Shop' next to it, and closed it with a smile on her face.

Chapter 7- Split Personality

Pansy walked down the street, thinking about the two people she just saw in the coffee shop. Suddenly, she abruptly stopped, and as a sly smirk was forming across her face, she quickly apparated to Blaise's apartment.

She banged on Blaise's front door repeatedly and yelled "Blaise open up!...Blaise?... Blaise!" 'Ugh' She seized her persistence and slumped against the door in thought. 'Where the hell can he b- wait…he's still at the chapel? What an idiot.' She then disapparated and shortly arrived at the chapel. Pansy hastily checked every room until she found the one Blaise was in.

"Blaise what the hell are you still doing here?" she yelled, frustrated that she had to look for him.

"Yeah…. the tea is in the pot." He mumbled half-asleep, waving his hand towards the direction of the table, with the pillow still on his head.

"How did you get tea out of---never mind. I came here because I think there is something you need to know."

Blaise sighed, reluctantly sat up and yawned, "Hermione, I told not to worry about Aleesa, what our real problem is…" he finally opened his eyes "PANSY! What's going on?" he tried to cover up.

Pansy raised an eyebrow. Sure Blaise was her friend, and she wasn't insulted that he thought she was 'the problem', it just aroused more suspicion in her. It's not like she trusted him anyway; not that it was personal or anything, but they were Slytherins.

"I'm not Granger, Blaise… Thank God" she murmured. "But I do have to tell you something regarding her."

"What is it?" he asked wondering what kind of trouble Hermione got herself into again.

"Blaise, we're friends…and as a friend, I wouldn't want to see you get hurt." she began, trying to sound as sincere as possible, praying he wouldn't see her true intentions.

"What do you mean 'get hurt'?" he asked, playing along.

"I mean…well I think…you should maybe keep a closer eye on your girlfriend."

"My girlfriend?"

"Hermione…" she responded. 'Hm, he shouldn't have to ask'

"Yeah I know who. But why are you telling me this?" Blaise asked, unsure of where she was going with this.

"I think she's cheating on you." She spat.

Blaise was taken aback, but then simply answered, "No she isn't."

"I'm sorry to say but I really think she is."

"No she's not! Hermione would never cheat on me-" he stated, pretending to be upset "-that's not like her."

"The hell it isn't! She had no problem cheating with Draco on me!" she yelled; she hated how everyone always thought Hermione was the victim. But, she shrugged it off and sighed, not wanting to go off on a tangent. "Anyway, Ithink she's getting too close with Draco."

"You think she's cheating on me with Draco? My best mate?" he asked pretending as if it were the most ridiculous notion ever.

"Yes I do. It's not that surprising…you know their history-"

"Everyone does. But that changes nothing."

Pansy sat back and rolled her eyes; Blaise saw this wasn't going anywhere.

"Look Pansy. They've been friends for a while. I would assume they'd be close." He reasoned.

"Going places without telling you… close?" she asked.

Blaise raised an eyebrow and hesitantly looked around the room. He was obviously the only one out of the two who did not notice that Draco and Hermione were gone. Not that this bothered him, but they didn't exactly pick the 'perfect time' to get together; their disappearance wasn't helping his argument at all.

"Maybe you'd want to think about it." She smirked.

"Thanks for the heads up, but I think you're overreacting."

"Whatever. Just, be careful Blaise…she's sneaky."

"Yes ma'am!" He put two fingers to his head and saluted her as she stood up and gave him a hug. 'And you say Hermione's sneaky.' He thought.

Pansy turned her back and smirked as she walked towards the door. She then paused, looked over her shoulder and added "Oh yeah and Blaise? Go home." as she strutted out of the room.

Blaise fell back into the couch knowing Pansy didn't come to be a 'good friend' and certainly was not as concerned as she pretended. She only wanted him to assume Hermione was cheating on him so he'd get angry, and then help Pansy plot against "his girlfriend". 'Shit. This is not how I wanted to start my morning.'

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Draco and Hermione finished their coffee and leisurely walked down the street, continuing to enjoy being in each other's company. After a few more laughs, Hermione decided they needed to have the talk they were avoiding. There was no point in ignoring it anymore-it was inevitable.

"Draco, I'm sorry but I have to ask-" she started hesitantly.

"Why did I kiss you?" he smirked

"Well, yes." She answered nervously.

He laughed to himself 'Just like back in Hogwarts'.

"Draco? Why did you?" she asked.

"Honestly love, I did it to shut you up." He confessed.

"Oh" Hermione looked down disappointedly at her feet and sat down on a bench.

"But then it turned into something I really wanted to do. It felt right." He said sincerely and sat down next to her.

"You did?" she smiled.

"Hermione, could you honestly…ever…even think of a time I didn't want to kiss you?"

"No. Not really" she looked up happily.

"Oh…I can." He joked.

"Draco!" She playfully hit him on the arm but was unable to pull it back. Draco had caught her wrist and slowly lowered her hand onto her lap, staring into her eyes. He lent her chin up with his other hand and gently kissed her. Both knew they didn't have to rush the kiss; it always turned into something else on its own. Once again, that familiar rush of emotions ran through their bodies and clouded their thoughts, but none mattered for the moment. Draco then pulled back about an inch from her face and just stared at her. He softly ran his thumb over her bottom lip as Hermione barely opened her eyes.

"God I must have been crazy…" he whispered.

"For what?" she whispered back

"For ever thinking that I could get rid of you."

"Did you want to?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because I love you." He responded as he leant back in for another loving kiss.

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"Right…right…everything seems to be in place. Very good…oh yes did the sleeping drought come in yet? No…well…alright call Mr. Smith and you tell him that I am usually a patient woman, but his tardiness on my orders is starting to wear that patience thin." Aleesa walked around her industry in Parris and threw commands left and right while reviewing the overall progress of her company. After everything was in order, she went into her office and tiredly plopped down in the chair at her desk. She turned around and faced her window overlooking the beautiful city, but slightly jumped when she heard feet land onto the floor roughly behind her. She knew someone had apparated into her office, but with her back turned to them, the 'who' was left uncertain. Most would have run or turned around to face the person, but Aleesa did nothing but sit there; she had to keep up appearances.

"Yes?" she asked calmly referring to who the visitor was.

"You're gonna love this." The person replied.

"What did you see?" Aleesa rolled her eyes and turned around to face Pansy sitting across from her.

"Draco and her were in the coffee shop earlier." She replied proudly.

"And…?"

"-And they were together…."

"Anyone can just be together"

"Ugh! Aleesa what do you want from me?" Pansy asked annoyed. "Look at the facts! She ruined your wedding, we cornered her at dinner and the words 'I love draco' were practically written across her forehead! Then, every time you mention their relationship in front of her, she quickly tries to find some logical answer and rationalize everything… She lied to you for about a good hour last night…and now, their going out together without her even telling Blaise! There is something wrong here!" Pansy finished her speech about three octaves higher than she started; so infuriated that she still couldn't prove Hermione guilty.

"You have a point…but I have an idea." She replied calmly as if Pansy hadn't said a word.

"Yeah me too. You marry Draco tomorrow, move to Parris, and forget about Hermione."

"No it's not that easy." Pansy rolled her eyes and threw her head back. "I want to make sure he has no more feelings for this witch. I want her understand that, and experience the pain….But then of course she won't experience any pain if she wasn't really with him and was telling the truth-"she added as an afterthought.

"Which she's not." Pansy interrupted.

"You're too sure-" Aleesa continued

"And you're not? Lisa, did you ever wonder why she was never originally invited to you're wedding? I mean, Draco brought everyone he knew, everyone he liked, or disliked. If they were friends…why wasn't she there?" Pansy asked in a matter- of- fact way.

"The answer to that can only be found in my plan."

"You already had a plan. I did it, and you don't believe me."

"No but this time I'm going to use recourses.

"What kind of recourses?"

"The ones that can be found right here." She replied as she smirked, raised her arms and looked around the room, referring to her empire. Pansy just smiled and let her eyes respond in agreement.

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Hermione smiled out of the kiss and opened her eyes at Draco. He seemed to have a sort of a pout on his face as if his dad told him he couldn't have the latest broom.

"What'd you do that for?" he whined.

"Well let's see Draco, we're sitting on a park bench, at noon, and snogging in broad daylight." Hermione said embarrassed as she noticed random onlookers starting at their current positions.

"As opposed to what? Nighttime?" he asked confused.

"I don't know. I just think we shouldn't be doing this in public. I mean you're still an engaged man."

"I think that's going to change soon."

Hermione smiled, but once again reality hit her and she persisted on pushing the matter. "Well it did not change yet, Draco. Your wedding was all over the Daily Prophet…. Everyone here knows about it…and if they saw me with you-"

"Then they could go take their big noses and shove it up their-"

"Draco…" She warned.

"Alright, alright. Let's go."

He held out his hand and as she took it, he lifted it up and placed a kiss on the back of her hand. She mouthed 'thank you' as they apparated back to Hermione's house. When they got there, Hermione went into the kitchen to check if any owls dropped off mail. She found a stack of envelopes and started shuffling through many letters and random junk mail when Draco entered the kitchen.

"I'm going to go take a shower. I'll be back in a while." He stuck his head in and then darted up the stairs.

"Towels are in my room." She replied indifferently still searching through the mail. She knew she didn't really need to tell Draco where the towels were, he knew already. Showers at her place were once a regular occurrence for him not to long ago.

Draco stepped into the shower and let the hot water run all over his tense muscles. Once the steam water pattered against his neck he relaxed. He rolled his neck in circles and smiled to himself, happy that he got what he wanted again; Hermione. There was still the huge problem of Aleesa and his father, but at least he knew he still had her… she still hadn't completely left him after everything.

Twenty minutes later he emerged from the shower and threw on some boxers, baggy shorts, and had rested the towel around his neck. He walked into the living room and saw Hermione sitting Indian style on the couch, watching some muggle show, and eating peanut butter out of the jar with her fingers.

"What are you doing?" he asked in a slightly disgusted way.

"Eating." She replied simply

"You call that eating?"

"Yes!" she giggled. "It's fun. Try it-"

"No. I eat my food with class." He replied snorting.

"What's next…are you going to throw a 'mudblood' in there too?"

"Maybe I should, it would be fitting." He joked. Hermione gasped in mock anger.

"Excuse me?"

"What are you gonna do about it?" he smirked

Hermione thought to herself and then tackled Draco; bring the peanut butter down with them. He fell of the ground with Hermione sitting on his chest and her knees were tucked under her against his sides. She evilly smiled as she scooped up a handful of peanut butter and smeared it all over his face.

"Woman you're killing me!" Draco cried.

Hermione just laughed as she daringly held her hand over his head.

"I swear Hermione… don't you dare. I just washed my HAI-AHHHHH!" Draco screamed as she massaged a big glop of peanut better (extra chunky) into his hair. She threw down the jar and ran up the stairs as fast as she could, but her excessive laugher was holding her back. Draco ran after her, seized her by the waist, and carried her to the shower. He quickly sat her down in it, holding her with his right arm while turning the shower on with the left. Hermione screamed as the cold water quickly drenched her body. To add insult to injury, Draco had taken the jar with him, and smeared any leftovers into her hair.

After they calmed down from much struggling and laughter, Draco sat with his back against the tub and positioned Hermione in between his legs; her back resting on his chest.

"I can't believe I just played in peanut butter…" Draco said quietly.

"I'm sorry Draco. I know you just finished your shower but I couldn't resist-" she sighed.

"…and it was actually much fun." He continued. Hermione looked up at him and saw a smile creep across his face. They sat in silence for a while until Draco noticed something was bothering Hermione again.

"Okay…I'm listening."

"What?" she asked, being shaken out of her thoughts.

"There is something obviously bothering you…and knowing you, you were either going to tell me, beat around the bush with pointless questions until I asked you-"

"Or I just wouldn't mention it at all." She interrupted.

"Yes you would." He smirked knowing her a lot more than what she gave him credit for.

She sighed, "It's just…Ale-"

"I know Hermione."

"No I don't think you do Draco." She said turning around to face him. "We're doing this, and it's so right. I mean, we we're engaged, and in love. But, you're still getting married…. To someone else…And that is what makes it wrong."

"Then that's what's going to have to change."

"You say that now-"

"And I mean that." He said sternly. He got out of the shower and started to disrobe.

"What are you doing?"

"Taking a shower. And then I'm going to go talk to Aleesa."

Hermione's eyes light up, "Really?"

"Really." He confirmed.

"Right now?"

"Right now."

Hermione smiled and got out of the tub too. She gave him a sweet kiss and said "I love you Draco." Before walking out of the room.

It was now around 5 in the evening and Hermione was napping on the couch. Minutes later Draco emerged from the shower for the second time, but new circumstances meant new attire. He was wearing black slacks, a black sweater with a white button down shirt underneath so that only the collar was showing. This was the dinner attire he was wearing in preparation for his important meal with Aleesa. He was going to go to her office, take her out, and explain to her why they couldn't get married. It was all planned to go smoothly, but he forgot to consider how Aleesa would take it.

He saw Hermione sleeping on the couch and instead of waking her he sketched a note and left it on the coffee table saying:

Hermione,

Went to talk to Aleesa. Don't worry, it'll be fine. I'll try to be back around ten. Don't wait up.

Love you, Draco

Draco then kissed her cheek lightly before apparating to Aleesa's.

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Aleesa sat in her office, waiting patiently for Draco to arrive. She got his owl saying they had to meat urgently, and she had a feeling why. She grinned evilly to herself as he apparated on the other side of her desk.

"Hello Aleesa." Draco smiled nervously and gave a quick kiss on her cheek. Aleesa merely sat there and watched him intently.

"Are you ready?"

After a moment of pausing, she smiled deviously and answered "Yes."

All of the sudden, the blinds fell down and the door closed quietly. The whole room went dark and silent; the loudest thing being his heartbeat. Draco became extremely nervous not knowing what was happening in the darkness. He felt his way around the room and sat in a chair by the door. He hadn't heard Aleesa get up from her chair, so he assumed she hadn't left he room. "What's going on Aleesa?" he called out. With no reply he reached over in his pocket to grab his wand, but was stopped by a small prick in his left arm. 'What the hell…?' Soon, he forgot about the small pain because he started to loose all feeling in that arm. His body began to feel numb and his eyelids became increasingly heavy. He heard a faint "Lumos" and looked for the source of the light, trying to fight the urge of sleep encompassing him. Draco saw the light illuminate the outline of another woman for a second, before all went dark.

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Hermione tiredly looked at the clock that read 8:45 p.m., and decided that she wanted to get a long sleep tonight. She placed down a book she was reading, turned off the light, and headed to the stairs. As she put her left arm on the railing, a knock at the door halted her. "Who is it?" she asked.

"It's Blaise, open up."

Hermione walked over to the door and unlocked it, letting Blaise in.

"How are you?" she asked tiredly.

"I'm okay. How's everything with Draco?"

"It's fine. He's talking to Aleesa right now." She said reassuringly.

"Wow, I guess you didn't need that much time after all."

"Nope, not when you're in love." She smiled.

"I came to tell you that Pansy hasn't let up yet. In fact, she came to me trying to convince me you were cheating."

"Great. She never quits, does she?"

"No but we're doing pretty good so far-."

Unexpectedly, there was another knock at the door. Blaise looked through the window and saw that it was Draco. "It's Draco. I'll be leaving soon, but I'm gonna make a sandwich first."

"Sure Blaise." She giggled.

As Blaise disappeared into the next room over, Hermione opened the door for Draco.

"You're back early." She smiled as she sat on the couch.

"I am?" he asked unsure.

"Well you said you'd be back around 10. But it's not like I'm complaining that you're here." Hermione stated.

"Yeah I'll bet." He said under his throat.

"So, how did dinner go?"

"Dinner?"

"With Aleesa…" Hermione asked suspiciously.

"It was fine."

"So…is it over?"

"Is what over?"

"You and Aleesa."

"Is it supposed to be?" he asked curiously.

"Draco what's the matter with you? We just talked about this earlier." She asked annoyed.

"Yes I know. I'm just making sure if I got this. I broke up with Aleesa for you, correct?"

"…Yes… Why else would you?"

"I don't know what I was thinking earlier, but Aleesa made me realize she's the right person for me. I wasted time with you 7 years ago, and the same goes for any other time we were together after that." He added as an afterthought.

Hermione was very confused now, and the words shocked her. It looked like she was about to cry, but couldn't.

"So, everything we said this morning-"

"Was a lie." He replied harshly.

"Draco I don't know what has gotten into you but you're acting strange. You should think about everything you just said and realize you're not making sense-" she stated hurt.

Draco took her hands into his and said "Hermione, I know you still love me…but the feelings aren't mutual. I just used you today because Aleesa left, I'm sorry."

Hermione snatched her hands away from his and slapped him clear across the face. "GET. OUT." She warned "NOW."

Draco looked as if he was going to hit her back, but just took a breath and left. Hermione's head fell into her hands and she breathed deeply. Blaise ran into the room and hugged her. "I don't know what the hell that was all about but it wasn't Draco."

"What to you mean?" she asked with tear-stained eyes.

"I'll be right back." He said not looking at her, but at the door where Draco just left. Blaise ran out after him and tried to get his attention. "Draco!" Draco's pace quickened into a sprint and ran into some dark alley between two stone buildings. When Blaise reached him, it was no longer Draco, but Pansy who was drowning in Draco's clothes.

Blaise tried to pick up his jaw that he knew had fallen, and tried to formulate a question.

"That…it….was you?" he asked stunned.

"HAHA! That was great!" Pansy replied in a fit of laugher.

"What were you doing?"

"I got it! I have proof Blaise. See, I told you she was cheating" she said in a triumphant voice, "and it looks as if Draco hasn't been to honest either."

'Shit' Blaise's thoughts were interrupted once again by Pansy. "I am a genius, I know, I know. Actually, I have to give the credit to Aleesa-"

"Aleesa?"

"Yes, she came up with the idea. Thank God her empire is an assorted potions manufacturing company. She said they'd help people for cosmetic purposes, but obviously they are useful for other things too. She's got every kind imaginable, and they're all ample and ready whenever needed."

"Of course, how could I be so stupid" he said, not meaning to say it out loud. 'I totally forgot she had all those potions. The Polyjuice Potion, classic.

"That's okay Blaise. We thought of it for you. Now you know that dirty mudblood is cheating on you. And she slapped me too! Which I guess is understandable. " Pansy looked at Blaise's face and misinterpreted his reaction of confusion and worry as a look of betrayal. "Hey, why don't you come back with me to Aleesa's office, and you can give Draco a piece of your mind. It'll make you feel better."

"I'd rather stay here." He said quietly, trying to get out of this in any means necessary.

"Yes, I understand you'd want to yell at Hermione also, but Aleesa has a proposition for you to consider first." Pansy smirked.

"Sure." He responded while he and Pansy apparated to Aleesa's office. 'Jusssst great.'