"Hermione, I need to speak to you," Harry said, catching up with his friend.

"I'm a little busy right now," Hermione said distractedly, turning to face him. Hannah popped up at her side.

"She's thinking about whether or not she'll be able to kiss Malfoy again tonight," Hannah said with a wide grin, ducking to avoid Hermione's book. She then promptly disappeared again.

"Are you really?" Harry asked, though he didn't seem interested at all.

"Look Harry, I really don't care what you have to say about Malfoy, as he's an awfully good kisser, hasn't been a total prat to Hannah, and got you out of some trouble. He could have done it in a better way than he did, but at least he made a genuine effort. And the fact that I have him addicted to muggle candy has nothing to do with it, as it was a still a reasonably good deed all the same. I know he's been an absolute ass for the past six years, but it's really how you're brought up- I read a book about it the other week- it's about environment not just something you have in you. So really he's only a prat because he's been raised that way, and I can't help if I happen to be falling madly in like with him because I've always had a thing for bad boys which is why Ron and I would never have really worked."

"Told you," Hannah said, suddenly appearing once again. Hermione ignored her as she was waiting for Harry's reaction.

"I understand completely," Harry said, smiling and nodding. He then switched back to his serious face and stared at her. "Hermione. I think I'm gay."

I win! Said the little voice inside Harry's head.

No, you didn't win, I just made the decision that was right for me!

Yeah, right…It had nothing to do with Seamus.

Seamus is not hot!

I never said he was

Gotcha!

"Harry?" Hermione was looking at her friend with concern on her face. "Harry…?" Harry didn't respond. "Right then, I'm just going to go find a book…"

"Bet you she's just going to freshen up for her date with Dreamy Draco," Hannah said with a wink, gone again before Hermione could grab another large heavy object to throw at her.

Draco Malfoy was standing a little ways down the hallway, talking with some Slytherin friends, and (thankfully) did not hear Hermione's speech. He was rather perturbed with her, however, when she began bolting down the hall and he was thrown to the ground and dragged after her. Luna, who was sitting in a corner watching the scene unfold, cracked a slow, lazy smile at the sight, whilst Hannah was in tears at Draco Malfoy's scowling face. Harry wasn't paying attention as he and his mind were otherwise engaged.

"I hate you so much," Malfoy growled once Hermione had finally stopped. She pressed a green PEZ to his lips, and eventually he dropped the scowl and compliantly opened his mouth.

"Now shut up," Hermione said sweetly, before entering her room and slamming the door behind her.

"Granger, I am not just going to stand out here while you pamper yourself!"

"Pamper myself?" Hermione called through the door, an evil smile quickly growing on her face.

"OR whatever it is you girls do to get ready for a date."

There was a silence. A rather awkward silence, in which Draco Malfoy gulped and realized what he'd just said, and also in which Hermione's evil smile changed to a smirk.

"A date, huh?" She said through the door, evidently enjoying herself.

"Oh, shut up!"

"You want to hug me, you want to kiss me, you want smooch me…" Hermione sang as she stepped out of her room. Draco Malfoy was sitting in a chair and looking rather perturbed. It reminded Hermione vaguely of watching her cousin's boyfriend sit in a change-room chair while she tried on dress after dress.

"Granger, I seriously dislike you," he said, looking up and blinking a few times.

"Come on now Malfoy, you know that's not true," Hermione chided, walking over to him.

"Yes, well…" He said, pulling her down so she was on his lap. He leaned forward, slid a hand down her harm and onto her thigh, leaned forward a little more, and then grabbed the small pack of PEZ in her front pocket.

"Malfoy, you arrogant bloody-" He cut her off by slipping a PEZ into her mouth.

"Such language Granger."

She sucked on the PEZ for a few moments. "Slytherin. Tasty." He grinned at her. "That's not how I meant it!"

"Right so…You're paying," Hermione said, walking out of Hogwarts.

Malfoy scoffed. "You wish."

"No, no Malfoy! Your line is 'Why, I'd be honoured to pay for your supper, lovely lady.'"

"Really?" He asked, looking amused. "I assumed you would have seriously injured me if I'd called you 'lovely lady.'"

Hermione looked thoughtful. "That's a very good point, actually."

"I am quite brilliant that way."

"Or maybe you just know me too well," she responded slyly, watching his reaction out of the corner of her eye.

"Yes well, just don't expect me to renounce my parents and all who oppose me any time soon Granger."

"Wouldn't dream of it Malfoy." She paused for a few seconds, and the two walked in a (rare) peaceful silence. "And I don't think I could call you Draco. It would just be-"

"Too weird," he finished for her. She grinned at him.

Hannah suddenly showed up on Hermione's right. "You two are so cute." Hermione glared at her, Draco smirked, and William caught up with them.

"Wanna double date?" He asked, and Hermione and Draco shot each other looks.

Dinner was surprisingly mundane and by-the-book, as William didn't make a complete fool of himself, Malfoy wasn't a complete prat, Hannah refrained from giggling, and Hermione refrained for hurting Hannah. As they left the restaurant and walked through the street, Hannah began to walk away with Will.

"C'mon Will darling. Let's leave these two to figure out whether or not they are addicted to each other's company," Hannah said, dragging Will after her.

"Wha-?"

"Less talk, more kissing," Hannah said, grabbing his hand and pulling him off the main street.

"Well," Malfoy said, smirking once more.

"It is impossible to be addicted to someone's company," Hermione stated, walking a little ways ahead of Malfoy.

"How would you know? And how do you test something like that?" He questioned, catching up to her in two quick strides.

"Well, you'd stick them together for a certain amount of time-"

"Maybe a week?" Malfoy suggested nonchalantly.

"Exactly," Hermione agreed with a curt nod of her head. "And you make them spend the most amount of time together they can-"

"Maybe bind them?"

Hermione nodded. "And then you separate them from each other's company and see if there are any withdrawal symptoms."

"Like how we'll be separated tomorrow?"

"Precisely!" Hermione stopped short. "I won't go into withdrawal from your company."

"You mean you won't miss my wit, our witty banter, this lovely face?"

"What wit? There are other people I can talk to, and it's not lovely," Hermione replied, just as curtly as before, not looking at him.

"No?" He asked her, grabbing her hand and spinning her around.

She stared up at him for a few seconds. "No."

"Well then," he said, dropping her arm and continuing to walk.

"Not lovely at all," Hermione said softly, walking beside him. They didn't talk the rest of the way to Hogwarts.

A/N: I'd like to think this was a pretty fast update…Anyways, I'm not quite sure when this is actually going to end, but there will be at least one more chapter. Please review. And sorry 'bout the slight Ron bashing- I love them in the books! Honest! I just write DMHG 'cause it's funnier and less fluffy…(Usually, anyways. Seeing as how this was a pretty fluffy chapter.)