Hermione was in a very annoyed mood. So what did he mean by "I'll be waiting for you"? He is so annoying.

Hermione clutched her winter cloak closer to her and ran to the door. She wasn't really interesting in walking at a leisurely pace nearing night.

Ron was waiting for her, looking as if she just got up.

Hermione was amused.

"So you been sleeping all day?" she said, unbuttoning her cloak.

"Don't!" said Ron.

Hermione was confused. "Don't what?"

"Don't take off your coat!" said Ron, exasperatedly.

"Ron, its not as if-" started Hermione.

"No!" said Ron. "I was going to take you somewhere! Remember?"

Hermione racked her brains. "Oh yeah!" said Hermione. "But where?"

"Oh you'll see," said Ron slyly. "You'll like this place."

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Draco paced his living room, with his hands behind his back. Feridina watched Draco admiringly.

"Everything okay, Drakie?" said Feridina sweetly.

Draco winced at the nickname. He never did like it when people called him that.

"You know what, how about we go out for the night?" said Draco, trying to get Hermione off his mind. He was never going to get her, and that was that. Why was he playing those games?

"Oh that's great! I'll go get dressed now!" said Feridina, clapping her hands together and rushing off.

Draco sighed. Maybe he would take her to the city tonight...

Feridina emerged a second later. She looked stunning, but he knew that he would never really appreciate how stunning she really looked.

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Hermione ran out. "Ok then lets go!" said Hermione enthusiastically. She pulled a winter cloak over her. It was a chilly night.

Hermione clasped arms with the prince as they departed into the night.

Ron was really quiet the whole time. It gave Hermione a nagging suspicion, but she decided to brush that thought away.

Just then they were looking at a regular house in the middle of a village square. There were many windows with huge lights.

Ron led her in. Hermione hesitated. "Are you sure this is it?" said Hermione.

Ron looked at her disbelievingly. "Of course I'm sure!"

Hermione looked reassured. "Ok then."

As soon as they stepped through the doorway, Hermione was being blinded by lights. It was beautiful.

She was in the middle of a city.

"Where are we?" said Hermione in awe.

Ron grinned. "Have you ever heard of New York City?" he said slyly.

Hermione let out an audible gasp. "I always wanted to come here!"

Hermione clutched Ron excitedly. "Wow Ron! This is great!"

Ron glowed.

"So where are you taking me?" said Hermione.

"Oh this party. It's a wizard party, don't worry, its not a club," he reassured.

He knew Hermione wasn't one of those club goers.

But what he didn't tell her was that it was a party for Draco and Feridina's engagement. Of course with all the commotion, she wouldn't know.

He just hoped his plan would go accordingly.

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Draco knew that there was an engagement party waiting for them. His mother told him to keep it a secret from Feridina, because she wanted it to be a surprise.

Draco readily agreed. In fact, the party slipped his mind.

"Draco, where are we going?" said Feridina, giggling once more.

Draco restrained himself from rolling his eyes.

"Um, you'll see sweetheart," said Draco. Anyone but Feridina could tell that there was no sincerity in "sweetheart".

Feridina clung to his arm as they arrived at a house.

It was full of lights and as soon as they stepped through it they were in a different world.

Feridina gasped. Obviously she had never came here before either.

"Well, we're going to a party," said Draco, decided to tell her now.

"Really?" said Feridina excitedly. "Oh I haven't been to a party in a long time..."

"Great," said Draco absentmindedly.

Just then Draco let out an audible gasp.

It wasn't heard by Feridina through the chatter of the crowd.

Draco saw Hermione walking with Ron, arm in arm, like he was walking with Feridina.

Maybe his eyes were decieving him.

But she was laughing, not giggling, Hermione never giggled, and was looking at the shops with an awed look in his face.

Draco clenched his jaw. Weasly didn't deserve her.

But then he came to his senses. Why was he so bothered? It's not as if she was the most gorgeous woman in town, or if she was a princess.

Weasly deserved her. Draco deserved Feridina.

SO what was wrong?

Feridina was chattering to Draco as she was passing the shops. "...wow will you believe that.." said Feridina, her eyes reflecting the light.

Draco wasn't listening. Tonight would be the night that Hermione found out about the engagement.

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Hermione entered the party. It was a beautiful and huge circular room with small round tables on the sides. People were chattering all over the place.

Hermione felt immediately as ease. She grinned at Ron, who grinned back.

Until ...

Hermione heard a woman with long blonde hair talk to a girl with short red hair.

"...yeah, the engagement party turned out well. I saw Ron and his guest come in..."

"Yes, Draco and Feridina will make the perfect marriage."

Hermione froze. Surely this had to be a mistake. Draco was already engaged to her?

Hermione couldn't make sense of it.

Just then a tall pale figure emerged through the door way.

He was arm in arm with a girl with curly brown hair.

It was Draco and Feridina.

Hermione understood now.

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Draco came through the door.

The party would have been so much nicer if it wasn't for him and Feridina.

He decided to just kiss Feridina in front of his mom, who was talking to the red head, just to make a good impression.

Draco turned Feridina's jaw to him and kissed her.

Feridina flushed as the crowd whistled.

Just then Draco noticed someone staring at them, through narrowed eyes, as if lost in thought.

It was Hermione!

How stupid was he? But why should he keep it a secret from her? It's not like he loved her anyway.

yea you do...

No I don't love her!

Then why are you staring at her? Your drooling over her like a pathetic being.

Am not!

Are too!

Draco realized that he was battling his self concious and shook his head.

He could see the hurt in Hermione's eyes and decided to ignore it.

All he wanted to do was talk to her, no matter where the conversation went. Draco was always a compulsive person.

"Hey Granger," he said, when he neared her.

"Malfoy," she said with disgust. "Engaged to her are you?" she sneered.

Malfoy's eyes widened for a minute. NO one ever sneered at him.

"Yea, and?" he said, raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing," said Hermione sincerely. "I expected it."

Draco brushed away the hurt that he felt when she said that. He decided upon saying: "so Weasly dragged you here, did he?"

Hermione replied snottily, "I wouldn't have came if I knew if it was for this."

Draco smirked.

"Then why aren't you leaving?" Draco immediately knew this was the wrong thing to say. Especially considering that we was dying to dance with her.

"Fine!" she said furiously. "I don't want to stay here anyway!"

Hermione rushed off to look for Ron. She felt a tear threatening to fall.

"Come Ronald!" she said angrily. Ron was chatting up a girl with black hair and startling blue eyes.

"Why?" said Ron astonished. "We just got here!"

"Now!" hissed Hermione.

Ron sensed something was going on. "Alright, Hermione."

Hermione then did something that she was going to regret.

She kissed Ron in front of Draco.