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OMG I am soo so sry. Not only did I have major writers block but I finished half my chapter and then somehow the thing got deleted…AHH I'm so angry right now…Ok well here's the chapter who I owe all of you. Oh and there's gonna be like very random stuff in here…

Ron Girlfriend

Pansy 3 ½

Luna 2

New girl- 1

Stella Luo- 1

Hermione woke up the next morning really tired. After yesterday, she really didn't feel like taking a bath. She moved around a bit until she felt something soft and round sleeping on the side of the bed. She looked over and saw that it was Crookshanks who was sleeping soundly.

She got up and went into the bathroom, but not before putting a locking spell on Draco's door. She went back into her room to get her school robes and then went back in the bathroom to change. She put on some light-green eyeliner and brushed her hair. She jumped as she heard the door pound.

"GRANGER, OPEN THIS GOD DAMNED DOOR!" screamed Draco, he woke up hoping to take a nice long shower after last night's emotional shock but noooo…Granger had to ruin his morning shower…and his morning toilet usage.

"I'm not done yet, just wait," said Hermione patiently, hoping to piss him off.

"I NEED TO USE THE LOO! OPEN IT!" yelled Malfoy hysterically.

"Well, you can wait a few minutes right?" Hermione smiled, this is fun.

"I NEED TO GOOO! OPEN THIS DOOR!"

-Sigh- Hermione put on some silver bracelets that she got from Harry; she calmly walked over to the door and unlocked it. The moment Draco heard the lock click, he threw the door open and ran past Hermione while knocking her over.

"Ouch!" complained Hermione, while rubbing her bottom; the marble floor isn't really the best place to be tackled. Draco, totally forgetting that Hermione was in the same vicinity, undid his zipper and went to empty his overflowing bladder.

"OOoooh that feels good" Draco paused a moment. Hermione smiled

"WOOOOOOW thank Merlin, all his goblins and ghouls," said Draco happily and then he paused again. Hermione chuckled and stood up. She went behind Malfoy while stuffing her knuckle in her mouth to muffle her giggles.

"JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZE, Peeing is the best thing in the world, thank you God for inventing it." Draco pulled his zipper up and flushed the toilet. That did it for Hermione; she shrieked with laughter and clutched her sides. Draco jumped about 2 feet in the air and turned around slowly.

"Oh shit…" muttered Draco, looking at the hysterical Hermione now on the floor rolling around trying to catch her breath.

"Y-Yo-You…" that's all Hermione could manage before falling into another wave of laughter.

"Oh shut up, you filthy litt…" Draco stopped, remembering his task he stopped talking and frowned. –Sigh- He went over to Hermione and plastered a fake smile on his face.

"You heard everything I said didn't you?" he said to the laughing girl before him.

Hermione nodded, tears coming out of her eyes. She was calming down a bit, but she still giggled a few times. She clutched her stomach and looked at the clock. Hermione yelped as she realized she only had ten minutes till class. She ran out of the bathroom and went to her room to grab her bag. She literally flew out of her room, and into her class.

Draco just laughed; he had his first class in an hour so he was in no hurry.

Hermione went into her first class with 30 seconds to spare. She sat down beside Harry who smiled at her. She smiled back at him and kissed him on the cheek. Professor Flitwick walked in and asked for the class's attention.

"Today you will be learning a new spell that can protect you from…" Flitwick continued his lesson with only 80 of his class listening. Harry sighed. He tried to listen to Flitwick, but it just wasn't working for him. He'd ask Hermione for her notes later. He stared out the window and saw that it was snowing quite heavily, maybe he should ask Hermione to walk with him. He glanced at her; she was biting her lip in concentration and was twirling her quill in her hand. Occasionally she would write something down but most of the time she would have a glazed look in her eyes.

"Please practice the wand movements and the incantation tonight, tomorrow you will have a practical quiz and I expect all of you to be able to do this," said Professor Flitwick.

The bell sounded across the school and everyone filed out. They started walking to the Great Hall for lunch and sat down at Gryffindor table. Hermione looked around, trying to find something interesting. She looked up and saw that a very beautiful eagle entered the Hall. She watched as the eagle landed on the Slytherin table, coincidently right in front of Malfoy.

"Hermione, why aren't you eating?" asked Harry worriedly. He grabbed a treacle tart and took a small bite.

"Wha…oh ya right. It's ok, I'm not hungry" said Hermione, she smiled at Harry and switched her gaze to Lavender who apparently had "juicy gossip" to tell everyone.

"Ok, I have a question. Is there a prefect meeting tonight?" Harry asked.

Hermione nodded, her gaze never leaving Lavender.

Harry sighed and he turned over to Seamus to engage him in a conversation about Quidditch.

Meanwhile over at the Slytherin table, Draco Malfoy crumpled the short letter and burned it. He scowled and slammed his hand against the table, causing some first and second years to jump.

"Drakie-poo what's wrong?" asked an annoying familiar voice.

Draco glanced sideways and saw that she pushed a third year out of the way just to sit with him.

"Pansy, I am in no mood to talk to you right now. Would you leave me alone?" said Draco, seething. He jumped up from the table and stormed out of the great hall, never noticing that a certain girl with chocolate-brown eyes was studying his every move.

In Some Old God Forsaken Mansion

"Does it take this long to woo a 17 year old girl?" snapped an awfully cold voice.

"We-well milord she is a talented witch, and Harry Potter and her other friend are very protective of her. My son just has a hard tim..." He was cut off.

"A Hard time? If your son can't manage this then I'm sure Zabini or Nott will gladly have their precious heir woo her" hissed the voice.

"I-I-I have already sent a letter to my son to hurry it up. I'm sure he will do it sometime soo…" He was yet again cut off.

"I don't want soon, I want now. Do you know that girl possessed more power than she realises? If Dumbledore or even Potter realizes that and uses it to their advantage, then all I have ever done will be lost!" snapped the voice, his voice getting quieter and more dangerous by the second.

The poor man kissed the hem of the dangerous ones robes and muttered a distinct apology.

"If you are going to apologize, do so, but more loudly" drawled the voice annoyingly.

"I'm sorry my lord, my son will accomplish his task, and he will do it well," answered Lucius quietly. He lowered his head so that his "Lord" could not see his fearful face. The "Lord" never allowed anyone to show fear in his or her face at any moment.

"He better, I do not want to this personally. It would be shameful if your son could not accomplish anything."

"Of course my lord"

"Now get out. Leave me alone."

Lucius stood up and bowed his way from the room. The moment the oak doors closed and twirled around and fast-walked to his quarters, his robes billowing in a very Snape-like fashion.

Meanwhile in the Head Dorm

Draco sat on comfy couch and just stared at the fire. He watched as the fire flicked and danced high and low.

"It's comforting isn't it? I always do that when I have something on my mind" said an all-too familiar voice behind him.

Draco sighed and opened his mouth to throw at smart-aleck comment at her but stopped. He let her continue.

"Are you alright? I saw you running out of the Hall looking very…how should I put this kindly…distraught, annoyed, pissed off…" Hermione trailed off…happy to see that she put an amused smile on the sad boy's face.

Draco smirked, "That's your "nice" way of putting it? God Granger, go check the dictionary"

"Ha-ha, I guess you say that I'm bloody evil."

"Took you long enough to finally notice that. I mean that punch in third year was so…how do I put this nicely…evil?"

Hermione started laughing, and was soon joined by Draco.

"So…I heard from others that the eagle that came in was your father's?" said Hermione softly.

Immediately the amused smile fell from his face, and it turned into a scowl.

Hermione flushed, she mentally slapped herself. Why did she have to say that why!

"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked that," said Hermione quickly. She started walking towards her room.

"Wait. Stop," said Draco…What the hell am I doing? Hmmm this might be a good chance too…

"Yes, Malfoy, what?"

"Oh err…well…can you stay here with me? I need…I need…I need someone to confide in." finished Draco lamely. Damn it that sounded sooooo corny.

"What?" Hermione laughed inwardly, she must be going crazy, she thought she just heard Draco Malfoy tell her to sit and let him confide in her.

"You heard me Granger…" said Draco smugly. He knew he caught her off guard.

Hermione blushed crimson and walked towards his sofa. She sat down while straightening her skirt.

Damn, why did she straighten it? OOOoooh bad thoughts…

"Ok, so what do you want to tell me?" said Hermione hesitantly; she still couldn't believe that Draco Malfoy would want to confide in her.

"You know that letter? It was from my father, it was how you people would say…" He paused, trying to be dramatic.

"What? What is it?" pleaded Hermione; her thirst of curiosity was overwhelming.

"It was…a threat…or blackmail, whichever you would like to call it." Draco made his voice crack so that it sounded like he was on the verge of tears. Dang I'm a good actor. If only Potty and Weasel could see her face now.

Hermione's hand flew to her mouth. Blackmail, by his own father? That's…that's just…ick.

"Where is it? Let me see it, maybe I can help you" demanded Hermione but in a soft voice.

"It's in my room, I'll go get it for you" Draco sniffed and went into his room. He smirked and opened the desk drawer to reveal the already written "blackmail" letter. He walked out his face on sad mode again. He handed the letter to her hesitantly as if he didn't want her to see the dreadful contents contained in the letter.

Hermione smiled at him and took the letter. She slowly opened the latter with trembling hands. Scared of what she might find. The letter slipped out and fell into her hands.

She scanned the letter while her eyes got bigger and bigger. The letter dropped from her hand and landed gracefully onto the white carpet. She stared wide-eyed at Draco who was pretending to look depressed.

"Oh my god…" whispered Hermione fearfully, she glanced at Draco who went behind her to pick up the letter.

"Sniff…I know, I just can't believe…sniff…that he would do this…sniff…to his own son…sniff" said Draco sadly.

Hermione turned to face him, she looked into his eyes to see if she could find lies, betrayal, or anything to make him seem like it was all a fake, but all she could find was sadness and flecks of sapphire. His eyes were now blue-greyish; he stared at her unable to take his eyes off her.

Draco leaned in they were only a centimetre apart. They were so entranced that they didn't even hear the faint knocking.

"Damn it, Minerva. Just say the password so we can get in there. Dumbledore is getting worried!" snapped Snape.

Professor McGonagall threw him a sharp look and said the password. The portrait swung open.

Draco froze and looked to the portrait hole. "OOooooh crap."

Hermione followed his gaze and landed on the surprised professors. She went pale and they immediately broke apart.

The two professors just stared at them and Snape was the first one to recover in a not so friendly way.

"WE SEARCHED THE WHOLE SCHOOL FOR THESE TWO AND ALL WE FIND IS THEM SNOGGING IN THEIR COMMON ROOM! I SWEAR I WILL…" he was cut off by a look by his colleague.

"Miss. Granger, Mr. Malfoy, as much as I'm sure you were enjoying your moment together there is no reason to miss class. Now I am sure that if you were to run you would be able to make it to your last class."

Hermione nodded and ran to fetch her bag. Draco did the same, and in less then ten seconds the two very embarrassed teenagers ran out of the room and said a rushed apology to the two enraged professors.

OOOoooh what do you think the letters say. I mean both, the real one and the fake. The Halloween dance on the next chapter!

YAY! I'm done! Soooo sorry it took so long. I have school and stuff. Everybody must understand this. Big thanks to Adainya, my Beta, and to my reviewers! Oh and btw there is a MAJOR hint in this story as to who the third person is. I hinted at him, can u guess who? If you can don't say, I want it to be a surprise.

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