Author's Note : i just love this chapter. its so sweet : )

electrifying.

i love that word ; ) LOL thats what i think of this chapter : electrifying.

oh yeah, i am full of suprises ((haha thats the name of the chapter title... i know, i killed it))! cuz i was planning to let you guys suffer for another week, but then i decided not to! hahaha im EVIL! oh yeah, another thing, is that if you guys didnt really enjoy and/or like the last chapter, then this chapter would DEFINTELY make up for it!

Hermione woke up early for the first day of class. She did not get much sleep that night, because she of that damn dream.

It was late at night, and Draco took Hermione to his favorite spot in Hogwarts. Hermione gasped as Draco brushed away the branches to reveal the circular patch of grass that had a beautiful view of the bright stars and the lake. Right in the middle of the clean green grass was a stump used as a table for their midnight snack. Guess what they were having?

Draco smirked, "I hope that you like tonight's meal." Draco took Hermione's hand and brought her to the stump with deep red strawberries lying on top.

"Awww, you shouldn't have," Hermione laughed and hit Draco playfully on the arm as they lay down on the grass. Hermione snuggled closely to Draco and Draco put his arm under her waist to pull her closer. Hermione took a strawberry and popped it into her mouth. Draco and Hermione just stared lustfully into each other's eyes. Draco has never looked better; his long eyelashes brushed onto his hair, which fell gracefully onto his face. His soft hands were warm against her hands. But what attracted her the most, were his eyes. His eyes were a cool gray, which you could just gaze into for years. His eyes told her everything. They told her when he was feeling sad, when he was feeling happy; but his eyes changed a special way, every time he saw her.

Draco took the smallest strawberry, and twirled it in between the distance of their faces. Draco smiled; it was his special smile made just for her, which made Hermione's throat go dry.

"Are you hungry, Hermione?" Draco asked slyly.

"Well, not really," Hermione replied unsurely.

"Well, I am." Draco popped the strawberry into her mouth and pressed his soft lips onto hers. Hermione responded to his kisses with eagerness. Her lips parted open from lack of air, but Draco just took this as a sign for more. Draco slipped his tongue into her mouth, and together their tongues were dancing heatedly around the strawberry. The strawberry was like them; it was sweet and it makes you want more; you can never have enough of them. Hermione felt like she was going to die, and love it.

But as the dream faded, fireflies huddled against the sides of the grass, making a heart shape around the couple.

That was the end of the dream, and Hermione was glad that it ended. Hermione scrunched her face in disgust at her dream. She dreamt that she kissed Draco, and she liked it! Yet no matter how hard her mind told her to forget the dream, her heart just kept on replaying the dream.

This is going to be some day.

Harry couldn't sleep that night, because he was just so happy that Maggie knows that she's his sister. Ever since Sirius went behind the veil, Harry felt like something was missing inside of him, because he had no other family (the Dursleys are more of… guardians who treat you like rotten grapes). But now with Maggie, he felt whole again.

Harry went downstairs and into the common room to think about the usual: Maggie, Ginny, Hermione, Ron, Quidditch, and Hogwarts, and cartoon Voldemort falling off of a cliff. But to his surprise, he was not alone in the common room. Someone was… what was that? Crying?

Harry carefully looked around and saw a girl with red hair. Her arms were holding her legs, as if she was afraid they would fall off. Harry felt a lump in his throat.

Ginny was crying.

Harry carefully approached Ginny, and sat next to her. His green eyes were searching her stormy brown ones, trying to look for a reason why. Ginny was a bubbly, cheerful person. It was very rare to find her crying.

"Ginny, what's wrong?" Harry asked softly, tucking some hair behind her ear. He was surprised when she angrily swats his hand away as if he were an annoying fly. Harry was shocked; she must have one bad temper then.

"Don't. Touch. Me." Ginny said. She was clearly annoyed.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Harry asked again.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Ginny stood up with fire in her eyes. Harry gulped. This was not good. When Ginny was angry, you would not want to mess with her.

"How would you like it, if one day you find yourself completely head-over-heels with someone? You get too nervous to tell that someone your feelings. Then when you finally think it's the time to tell them that you love them, then here comes Miss Bitch to ruin it all!" Ginny screamed, making the room practically shake. Ginny slapped Harry across the cheek. Harry stood there unable to think.

"I hate you." She spat. The hit from Ginny's slap burned badly on his cheek.

"Ginny, can we please talk about this?" Harry pleaded.

"No, Harry James Potter. Why don't you talk to your girlfriend? You seemed to enjoy her!" Ginny said, as she headed towards her dormitory.

"Ginny, will you let me explain?" Harry grabbed her wrist, but Ginny quickly pulled it away.

"No, Harry. I've had enough of you. Good night." Ouch. Harry thought.

"Ginevra Weasley, listen to me!" Harry forcefully grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him. Ginny tried to wiggle her way out, but it was useless.

"Let me go." Ginny said, angry tears still flowing down her pale cheeks.

"No. Here's the deal, I'll let you go after you listen to what I have to say." Harry offered. Ginny thought for a moment before accepting. Harry loosened his grip on her wrist and gently held her hand and guided her to the couch. Seeing Ginny up close now, she had dark circles under her eyes, her nose was as red as her hair, and her face was pale.

"First of all, Ginny, I would never cheat on you. You are too… good and special for that." Harry said. Ginny flashed a quick little smile.

"Next, Maggie isn't what you think she is." Ginny coughed, and Harry glared at her.

"Sorry," Ginny mumbled.

"Anyway, Maggie isn't what you think she is. She's… you won't really believe this, because it's sort of hard pointing out that no one… except Dumbledore, Maggie, and I… well, since I'm telling you now so that would be---"

"Harry, just get to the point." Ginny said coolly as she rolled her eyes at him. He's babbling… again. Ginny sighed. Why did I get this for a boyfriend?

"Sorry." He looked down in embarrassment before looking back into her eyes again.

"Maggie… she's… she's my sister, Ginny. I know that you may not believe me, but it's true. After the feast, Dumbledore called me into his office and told me. I trust Dumbledore, so I know that he wasn't lying. I'm sorry if you don't believe me, but---" Harry was stopped by the touch of Ginny's lips on his. Harry closed his eyes and cupped her face in his hands. Shyly, Ginny pulled away and smiled.

"I'm so sorry, Harry. I… I shouldn't have… acted the way I did. I'm so so so so so sorry, and I mean it. I should have thought before I came to my conclusions. I… should have trusted you more. I knew that you wouldn't lie to me; nonetheless, cheat on me. I am so embarrassed. Please forgive me?" Ginny asked. Harry paused for a moment and looked into her eyes and saw that she really was sorry. Ginny pouted, making Harry chuckle. Ginny was just so adorable every time she pouted and looked at him with big puppy dog eyes. She looks like a little kid when she does that. His little princess.

Harry lifted her chin and kissed her softly on the lips.

"Of course I forgive you." He mumbled against her lips. He felt her smiling against him, making his heart pound faster.

"I love you, Ginevra Weasley." He pulled away shyly. Ginny looked at him lovingly before pulling him into an electrifying kiss.

"I love you too, Harry Potter."

After taking a shower, Hermione nervously went into the Head common room, hoping that Draco wasn't in there. She did not want Draco to find Hermione all jumpy. Why?

One, because it's embarrassing.

And two, she didn't feel like talking to him today.

Hermione looked around, and found that Draco wasn't in the common room. Hey, luck may be on her side after all!

Hermione decided to get to the bottom of why she dreamt that dream. Not that she was getting desperate, but she just wanted to know why. So, Hermione went to the bookshelf to look for a book that could possibly help her.

No luck. Hermione forgot that she and Draco neither had Divination, so there wouldn't be any Divination books in the common room.

Oh, crap. This means that I have to go the Trelawney.

Hermione got her cloak and walked towards the teacher she thought that she would never confront again.

Hermione nervously walked towards the lake. It was no secret that Professor Trelawney meditates outside at five o'clock in the morning. People, who have been doing…stuff, see her there all the time.

"I sensed that you were coming, Ms. Granger," Professor Trelawney said through closed eyelids.

Startled, Hermione found her voice, "You did?"

"No, I saw you coming down. Ha ha Seer's joke." Professor Trelawney patted on the spot beside her, signaling Hermione to sit down. Hermione shrugged and sat down. Trelawney looked at Hermione seriously.

"Now, my dear, what is your problem?" Trelawney said.

"Well, I had this dream…"

"Ah, yes. A dream can mean many things, Ms. Granger," Trelawney interrupted. "Dreams can tell you signs, dreams can recall past events, or they could even mean that you enjoying pleasure in something… Yes, yes…" Trelawney wandered off. Hermione tried not to roll her eyes in annoyance. It was very rude for someone, especially a mature adult (although she may be a little daft), to interrupt someone. Also, Hermione when she made a decision, she would stick to it. Why do you think that she still has S.P.E.W.?

"Yes, I had a dream." Hermione told Trelawney as if she were a three year old.

"Although my dream was very… odd." Hermione paused.

"Yes, yes, go on." Trelawney said.

"Well," Hermione blushed. "In my dream, there was another person… someone of the opposite sex."

"Ah, a young man, I believe. Before I jump to my conclusions, please go on." Trelawney said. Hermione closed her eyes in annoyance. There she goes again, interrupting people.

"Yes, he was a 'young man,' as you would say. Well, that boy is someone… I am not very fond off here at Hogwarts. In my dream, we acted as if we…we… we were… something. And then… he… we… we were… engaged in a… uhm…" Hermione must have turned redder and redder for every second that passed by. This was really embarrassing. Hermione Granger, who never had boy problems (Ron and Viktor are exceptions), was asking a teacher (a teacher for Godric Gryffindor's sake!) what her dream about she kissing Draco meant!

"Talk no more, dear child. I know, what you mean." Trelawney stopped Hermione. Hermione let out a sigh of relief.

"Ms. Granger, are you… attracted to him?" Trelawney said, with a sparkle in her eyes. Hermione widened her eyes. Me? Attracted to Malfoy? Of course not!

"In your dream, of course," Trelawney said, with a slight twitch of her eye. Hermione did not fully believe her when she asked her if she was attracted to Draco dream-wise. But even if she had a few screws loose… actually, a lot of screws loose… she was the teacher.

"Oh… uhm… I guess so," Hermione nervously twirled her hair.

"In that case, I am able to explain what your dream meant." Trelawney said. Hermione tried her hardest not to look interested.

"Ha ha, Seer's joke, again. I'm sorry, but I'm awfully late; maybe some other time, Ms. Granger. Now if you will excuse me, I have to get back to the castle. Today's the first day of classes you know. See you at school, Ms. Granger," Trelawney said rather hastily, standing up and walking quickly towards the castle, leaving a very confused and open-mouthed Hermione.

Hermione tiredly went to the Head common room. It was quarter to six, leaving Hermione an hour and fifteen minutes till classes start. Hermione took of her cloak, sat on the couch, and stared angrily into the fire thinking about Draco and that dream again.

Hermione closed her eyes, and suddenly felt warm hands massaging her shoulders. The hands were soft and warm, making a pleasant shiver go down her spine. Hermione smiled, and started to relax.

"You like that, don't you, Granger?"

Hermione jumped in surprise, and turned around and saw a smirking Draco Malfoy behind her. Hermione didn't respond, instead she glared at him, turned around, and continued to stare angrily at the fire. Draco must have come from the Slytherin common room, because her room was to the left of the fireplace, while his room was to the right.

"Someone woke up at the wrong side of the bed this morning," Draco said. He did not like being ignored. Draco stopped massaging Hermione's shoulders, which made her feel a little disappointed.

"Or was it too many strawberries last night?" Hermione closed her eyes in annoyance. Draco smirked. Cha-ching! No one could ignore him.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing, it's just so much fun to make fun of you, you know that Granger?" Draco said. Hermione pretended to not have heard that.

"What are we going to do today?" Hermione asked, turning around, yet ignoring his eyes. Draco was caught off guard, yet he didn't show it.

"I don't know… maybe a little snog here and there, you know." Draco joked. But as Hermione, she didn't get the joke, so she blushed and got angry.

"What?" Hermione asked angrily. First that stupid dream, then talking to Trelawney who was a big help (it's not like she's any useful here at Hogwarts, anyways), and then Draco was talking about snogging her! What a beautiful morning this is. Note the sarcasm.

"I was just kidding! Shesh, woman. Don't you know how to take a joke? Oh yes, you must have looked that up in the library some where. April Fool's Book for Predictable Know-it-Alls by April Fool, himself." Draco commented. Surprisingly, Hermione chuckled at that, but tried to hide it by coughing. It was true. She was a predictable know-it-all who spent her time in the library.

Hermione hit Draco on the arm. "You know what I mean, you git."

"Like I said, I don't know! You're the smart one, right? Well, I'm not saying that I'm stupid or anything," Draco said. Hermione laughed. Who knew that he had a sense of humor? No, you did not just think that, Hermione Jane Granger!

"Oh, yes, Malfoy. No one is as… cleverly blonde as you." Hermione said. Holy Crap-a-moley! Someone please oh please oh please tell me that I did not just… flirt!

"You think I'm clever?" Draco asked, raising his eyebrows. She's flirting with me! Ha ha! Granger is full of surprises. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Whatever, Malfoy." Hermione thanked the heavens that she took acting classes.

"Denial is the first thing, Granger. The next thing you know, you'll be hanging posters of me on your wall and worshipping my every move." Draco teased.

"You wish."

"Well, back to the question: I don't know." Draco glared as Hermione mouthed the words "I don't know" the same time that Draco said it. Gosh, he was so predictable.

"Well, I was thinking, you know how the Halloween Ball is in October?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, what about it?" Draco asked, trying not to sound too interested.

"Well, I was thinking that we would go together. I mean, as what you would call friends. We would just tell everyone that we went together as Heads, etc. etc. etc." Hermione said. Draco thought about this, and nodded.

"Not that I'm saying that we are… friends, I mean." Hermione hurriedly added.

"Yeah, okay. I get it." Draco said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Draco!" Hermione rolled her eyes and hit him playfully on the arm.

"You called me, Draco." Draco said, disbelievingly. His name was foreign to him when Hermione said it; but in a good way, of course.

…

Not that he's admitting it…

"No, I didn't." Hermione said a little hastily. Draco didn't fully buy it, but he pushed the thought of his head.

"So do you agree? With the plan I mean?" Hermione asked nervously, loosening her tie a bit as if she were choking.

"Sure," Draco said.

"Okay," Hermione said.

"Yeah."

"M-hmm."

Whoa, we agreed on something.

Then a long awkward silence followed, until clock chimed six o'clock.

"So, uhm, see you later then." Hermione stood up, picked up her bag, and walked out of the common room laughing as Draco called out,

"Don't eat any strawberries!"

Author's Note : ha ha, i like to say "Holy Crap-a-Moley" when im around my friends. LOL

i hope that you guys like this chapter cuz this is the first kissing scene ive written LOL i hope that this chapter has enough romance for you guys to pronouce me "officially evil" if you know what i mean LOL oh yeah, ginnys name is not virginia, its ginevra---JKR said so herself

in the upcoming chapter : after the first couple week of classes, draco and hermione were too busy to even see each other ((no, no, no,not in that way)).but then dumbledore talks to them about the halloween ball, then they remember about their plan. what are they going to do?

you guys could tell that i love strawberries, right? LOL strawberries are at its best right now, cuz its in season! head to your local strawberry stand right now! ((no, im not promoting anyone))

oh, yeah! i just want to give a BIG THANK YOU to everyone who reviewed this fic! it has about 90+ reviews! my goal is 100 reviews, and just a couple more reviews then ill go into TOTAL happiness : )

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