A/n: OMG… I opened my reviews page, and there were like, so many new reviews! Thank you so much! I felt so happy when I read them all-- okay, well, I'm kinda stuck. One reviewer said to make Blaise fall for Hermy, but another said to do anything BUT that. ! WHAT DO I DOOOOOO!

Oh, yes-- I knew I forgot to mention something! Erm… it's actually Izzy Owens, not Zizzy. I have NO IDEA why I put Zizzy all the time…

Anyway, thanks to all my reviewers! ENJOY THIS CHAPPIE!

Disclaimer: Not mine need I say more?

Recap:

Draco, who was still halfway through his bowl of minestrone soup, stared at Blaise for a moment, before saying, "Blaise, what would you rate Hermione on a scale of one to ten? Ten being the best."

Blaise chewed thoughtfully and swallowed.

"Hmmm… I'd give her a… 5. Seeing as I've just met her, and she didn't really make me feel very welcome when I introduced myself."

"Aaaah… and what about on a hotness scale?"

"Hmmm… 3."

"Aaah… ok, we'll have to work on that."

:End of Recap.

Of All The People In The World

Chapter Six…

The next morning in the Great Hall, as Draco was lazily dipping his toast into his scrambled eggs, a tawny owl with ruffled feathers swooped down and landed directly infront of Draco, blocking his gaze at Hermione.

The owl nipped at Draco's finger, casting him out of his reverie. Draco blinked several times, before realising what was happening. He untied the smooth white parchment from the owl's leg and watched as it flew out the window.

Then, Draco turned to the rolled up parchment in his hand. He slowly undid the black chiffon ribbon that held the parchment together, and unrolled it to read it's contents:–

Dearest Draco,

How are you doing, love? I hope you are mantaining your high grades in each lesson.

Now, the reason I sent you this letter is to inform you that your Aunt Bella will be coming to stay at the Malfoy Manor during the summer holidays, and she'd like to know if you could come home to see her. She hasn't seen you in ages, darling, so do come home and greet your Aunt Bella.

Now, I won't waste anymore of your time, love. Hope to see you during the summer holidays.

Narcissa Malfoy.

Draco rolled up the parchment and tied it up with the black chiffon ribbon again and stowed it into his book bag.

"Hey, Drake," Blaise said happily as he sat down next to Draco. He noticed the letter sticking out of Draco's bag. "Who's the letter from?"

"Hey, Blaise," Draco said, lazily, glancing at Hermione one last time before turning to Blaise with a sigh. "Oh, it was from my mother. She wants me to go home during the summer holidays to see my Aunt Bella, man. So I can't go over to your place."

"Aunt Cissy wants you to be at home? But I thought your Aunt Bella doesn't even LIKE you! -- Oops, sorry, mate. Didn't mean it to come out that way," Blaise said quickly.

"Hmmm? Yeah. Well, I thought so, too. Maybe it's not coz of Aunt Bella," Draco thought out loud.

"Maybe Aunt Cissy misses you. Can't say much about your dad. He's always dissapearing off somewhere -- Oops, slipped out again. Sorry, Drake," Blaise mumbled.

"Yeah, whatever," Draco said. He shifted his glance to look across the Hall and his gaze fell directly on Hermione's smiling figure. He let a small sigh escape his lips and turned to stare down at his eggs and bacon.

"Any luck with Hermione?" Draco inquired, moving his bacon around with a fork.

"Well, I haven't talked to her since last night. But I guess I can get a 'yes' outta her when I ask her… hopefully," Blaise said. He threw an inquisitive glance at Hermione as she shared a small kiss with Ron. Blaise grimaced and shuddered.

"Eurgh… well, hopefully, I can butt Weasel out of the way, or things won't be too easy," Blaise muttered, stabbing his toast with his fork.

"Yeah. You should try get her alone without Weasel or Potty hanging around, then you can steal a quick conversation for—what?—five minutes before Pothead and Weasel come looking for her."

Blaise bit back a laugh and smiled as he drank his orange juice. "If I get five minutes each day, for two weeks, that makes… one hour and ten minutes in total. So I have to get her to say 'yes' to going out with her worst enemy on that amount of time?"

"Well, I guess. But you won't only get five minutes a day, of course. You could share some small talk with her when she's in the library without Potty and Weasel, or you could ambush her when she leaves the girls' bathroom," Draco said, meaning the last part as a joke. Blaise gave him a smirk.

"Ambush her? Well, Drake, that's not very friendly, now, is that?" he said, raising an eyebrow. "Besides, I could also talk to her when Weasel and Potter have Quidditch practice. That should go on for… around one hour?"

"That's good," Draco said. He glanced at the Gryffindor table, but couldn't find Hermione. She had left the Great Hall! And without Weasel and Potty, I see. They probably want to stuff some more wheat rolls into their mouths. Ugh. Pigs.

He glanced at the doorway, and caught the tip of Hermione's cloak dissapearing out into the hallway. He nudged Blaise, who spluttered on his porridge. "W-what!"

"White angel is leaving the Hall. I repeat, White Angel is leaving the Hall," Draco said with a smirk when he saw Blaise's bewildered expression.

"White Angel?" he inquired. He pushed away his half-finished bowl of porridge and stood up. "Ohhh… okay. So what's our secret codenames?"

"Erm… you can be Red Devil, and I'll be Dark Dragon," Draco said with a slight tint of confusement in his voice.

"Red Devil!" Blaise cried. "Dark Dragon!"

"Well, you are gonna stalk her after all. Besides, you should take it as a compliment," Draco said. "And Dark Dragon is my name in Latin – at least I think it's Latin."

Blaise gave him a small nod before turning on his heels and walking out of the Great Hall. Draco watched him leave before turning to his bacon.

I hope Hermione'll say 'yes'…

A/n: Woo-hoo! Another chappie finished. I'm sorry that this is so short, but the last one was really long, so does that make up for this chappie's shortness? Hmm. Nevermind. Anyway, I'd like to reply to some of my reviewers:

Justamuggle: Hehe. Thanks! And yeah—Ron and Harry skip dinner food! for gasp HOMEWORK? I know, I know. Whoever heard of such a thing? But I needed to dispose of them so Blaise could talk to Hermione without getting a knock in the head from Ron! Kk, sure.

SoMe wiErDo: Heh. Yeah. Make Blaise fall for Hermy? Hmmm… very tempting, but…

CMHValex: Thank you! And yeah, 'course I will! Hmm… what will she say? Am still undecisive. And about the Amortentia? WILL they need it? hint hint

Emily-faerie: I dunno… Hermy fall for Blaise? What an idea… it could be put to action, tho… not! Hehe… where would Draco be, then? And thanks!

EvilHeart89: Hehe… you think so? Thanks! Yeah, I will! Hmmm.. you're not THAT evil… D

Sapphirerosha110: Mary Sue? I'll try… Lol. Yeah, I will.

Existence92: Awww… blush Hehe. Lol. Thanks! Yeah… me neither, actually. But then-- where would my story end up?

Em: You love? Hehe. Thanks! Yeah, 'course!

Dracoandhermionerock: You think? Thank you! Yeah… I try to update very day, if I can! I write a chappie each day-- if I reach a writer's block, then it'll probably take me two days. Soz.

Sienna: hehe. Yeah! Lol.

Thank you to all my reviewers! YOU TOTALLY ROCK!

Love ya lots,

Punk Priz formerly known as Insane-Glitzy-Gurl xxo!