A/N: Don't sue me, I don't own Harry Potter, by the way, will people stop reviewing me and telling me that Blaise is a boy, I KNOW!

"Erm… Hermione, are you alright?"

"Hmmn."

"Hermione, is something wrong?"

"No… why?"

"'Cause I've just stolen your bagel with cream cheese, eaten right in front of your nose, and you haven't said a word. What's up?"

"Oh… nothings wrong, I'm fine."

Ron turned a bemused face to Harry, who promptly turned round to Ginny, begging her for help. She meaningfully moved her eyes to the door, hinting at him and Ron to go, Harry tried to subtly hint to Ron that they had to go, but all he earned for his efforts was a "What's wrong with your eyes Harry? OUCH! Why did you just kick me?"

Eventually Harry got it through to Ron that their presence was no longer required and he dragged Ron out of the Hall.

"So Hermione, what's up? Usually you'd be screaming at Ron for eating your bagel, but today you've just ignored him, are you ill?"

"No, but… if I tell you this, swear to me that you won't tell a soul, not even Harry, and especially not Ron."

"Okay."

So Hermione told Ginny everything, all that she'd seen when she'd looked into Malfoy's eyes, and how she felt about it,

"So now I'm confused, and not only that but… I'm worried about him, he's not sleeping, and he's got bags the size of houses under his eyes, I really don't know how I feel about anything any more, what do you think I should do? To top that, I don't have any ideas on what he saw in my eyes."

"Well, what I'd do is talk to him, you're not gonna get anywhere without talking to him, by the way, how's your secret mission going, Harry said it made a big difference, but she's still trying to get of with him, doesn't she understand the words bog off?"

"Probably not, I bet she's never been told them before, it must be a big shock to her system. I'll try talking to him, I'll do it tonight when we have this meeting thing to discuss how the week's been, and we have to arrange things for the Halloween Ball."

"Hermione, isn't that a little late for you to start arranging things by your standard? After all, Halloween's in less than three weeks time, usually you give things at least a month."

"WHAT!"

Hermione ran out the Hall in shock, and immediately started making plans for the Ball.

Meanwhile, Draco was involved in an interesting conversation with Pansy and Blaise.

"Draco, we think we should be paying you just yet, after all, you were so obviously ignoring each other last week."

"Come on, she cursed me, got cursed back and you expect us to fall into each others arms and write love poetry to each other, if that happened she probably slap me, scream and permanently deafen me and then try to kill me." This had to be Pansy's idea, some more evil manipulating plans from that stupid cow.

"No falling into each others arms, no money, take her to the Ball, she'll probably never be asked by anyone except Weasel or Potter." Her and Blaise laughed cruelly.

"Okay, you want me to ask a girl that hates me, that I cursed a grand total of 29 times last year, that cursed me 30 times, to go to the Ball with me, I never be able to live down the humiliation and shame of her rejecting me."

"You take her to the Ball and I'll pay for everything you'll need, costume, flowers and chocolates, whatever, even though I'd hate to see them wasted on a mudblood like her, just stop her from going with Harry."

"Blaise, why don't you find yourself some one a little more desirable? Why waste your time on a weird geek like him when there are so many better people here, in your own house that you can go out with?"

"You mean like the hot and sexy Crabbe and Goyle? The nightmare to ruin every girl's daydream of the perfect man."

"Whatever, you'd probably make a perfect couple." He said as he walked away.

That night they were frantically going over the plans for the ball, they had finished the plans for the decoration and food, they were discussing the music plans.

"You know, I really think that we should see if Celestina Warbeck's free, don't you just love her voice?"

He looked at her to see if she was joking, and got very worried when he decided that she wasn't.Celestina Warbeck is the worst singer I have ever had the misfortune to listen to, but he doesn't know that!

"You are joking, aren't you?"

"Malfoy, have you ever known me to do such a thing as joke? Me, Hermione Granger, joke? Never!"

She got up of her seat and danced around his chair, he missed the evil gleam in her eye as she sang the first lines from 'A Cauldron of Hot Strong Love.'

"Oh come and stir my cauldron,

And if you do it right

I'll boil you up some hot, strong love

To keep you warm tonight."

She had a good voice he realised, but that was beside the point, she wanted to hire that awful woman to sing at the Halloween Ball? No way, no how, impossible, people would be leaving the Ball with their ears bleeding, it would be a total flop. He winced as she continued singing.

"What Draco, don't you like my singing? I'll take that as an insult to my beautiful voice."

Draco inwardly groaned and put his head in his hands, "It's not your voice that's the problem, it's her songs."

For the second time in two days she burst out laughing, at him. That is the second time she's laughed at me, there will definitely not be a third time.

"You thought I was serious? Only women over forty like that singer, I personally think that she sounds like a load of cats with rabies screeching their heads off!"

She sat back down and continued laughing, interesting, I've laughed more in two days with her than I've done in a year without her.

That night Draco was awake again, but this time it wasn't because he couldn't sleep, it was because he was following Hermione. He had noticed that every now and then at night her doors would open and close late at night, and then a few hours later they would open and close again, he hadn't worried about it before, but now he wanted to know where she was sneaking off to. After all, if she's sneaking out to meet some one, as her paid boyfriend I should find out who it is. Not that I want to kow if I'm stepping on some one's feet, but I want to know who to boot out of her life. God, I hope it's not Potter, or even worse, the Weasel.

HA HA HA (EVIL LAUGH) I told you, I'm not called greywitch for nothing, just thought I'd leave with a little cliffhanger.

GUESS TIME: Now, answer these questions for me in your reviews, where is Hermione going to? What is she going with? And who is she going to meet? By the way will you please R&R my story, 'Curse of the Danaides' and tell me whether I should continue it or not.

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