I'm stuck at home for six hours so I have enough time to post up a new chapter!

Chapter Eleven: Dance among the Stars

Before Hermione had time to answer, the door swung open and there stood Draco, with a similar note in his hand.

"Did you open it yet?" he asked, walking into the room.

She shook her head, "Nope." Then slowly slipped her finger under the envelope's flap and pulled out a brief letter from Dumbledore.

Dear Ms Granger,

Kindly report to my office tomorrow night before dinner. I would like to discuss a few matters involving your position as Head Girl. Mr. Malfoy has also been sent a letter informing him of this meeting.

Sincerely yours,

Albus Dumbledore

Hermione handed the squawking owl a treat and it hastily scrambled out of the room. She then grabbed the note and neatly folded it back into its envelope. "What does Dumbledore need us for?"

"I don't know. Maybe he's inviting us to tea!" Draco said, grinning happily. Hermione raised her eyebrow curiously and he sarcastically made a bashful face.

They stood there for a moment in an awkward silence until Hermione snapped out of her daze and spoke, "Well I guess I'd better be getting to bed…"

"Yeah. Big day tomorrow," he said, backing slowly towards the door with his hands in his pockets.

Hermione's eyebrows furrowed and she gave him a questioning glance, "Big day?"

Draco smiled and let out a laugh, flashing his pearly whites, "We've got dance class tomorrow!"

It took Hermione a bit to register what he meant by "dance class". "…Dance class?"

Draco nodded his head and lifted his arms as if he was holding a dance partner.

"Oh! You mean Professor Hillside's class?"

"Ugh… her,"

"There's nothing wrong with Professor Hillside. In fact, I rather quite like her."

Draco's eyes widened as she spoke, "Hermione… you mean…?"

"Not like that, Draco!"

He let out his breath and fell back against the wall. "Thank god. If you were a lesbian then it would be a waste of the female species to us boys…"

She raised her brow at him and punched Draco playfully on his shoulder.

"Well I really should be getting to bed, Draco."

"Until tomorrow then."

Draco closed Hermione's bathroom door and both of them hopped into their own beds, excitement running through their veins with thoughts of what tomorrow would bring.

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The next morning, after breakfast, the tables in the great hall were pushed aside and all the seventh years were asked by Professor Hillside to find their partners.

It wasn't much of a difficulty to find Draco among the rest of the students. After all, he was one of the tallest in their year and his platinum blonde hair stood out against the sea of students.

"Good morning, Hermione," he greeted her kindly as she smiled back politely.

Professor Hillside stepped up onto a table and switched on the large music player. The classical music flowed out of it and swiveled around the couples. "Boys, bow." She commanded.

Draco bent forward gracefully and held out his hand to her.

"Ladies!" rang Professor Hillside's voice throughout the hall.

Hermione curtsied and took Draco's hand in hers.

"Don't forget about tonight," he whispered in her ear as they danced the morning away.

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The rest of Hermione's day had been usual. The only difference was that she was having quite a hard time trying to pay attention. Every time her Professor would begin to lecture them about something, she would fall into a daze-like phase halfway through his speech. By the time she snapped out of it, she didn't know what the hell he had been talking about.

In her last class of the day, she began to feel a pair of eyes staring from behind her. When the Professor turned towards the board to draw a diagram, she glanced behind herself and met a pair of gray-blue eyes. As she realized it was Draco, she gave him a small smile and watched his eyes soften into a shade of blue before turning back around.

Once again, her daydream took hold and she found herself thinking about Draco (and his beautiful blue eyes). She imagined them in the Great Hall, instead of walking in hanging on Ron's arm she was holding hands with Draco. He led her out onto the dance floor just as the classical music they danced to during class came on. The students watching fell silent and she could feel their eyes boring into her. Nervousness overwhelmed her and she was about to back out off the dance floor but Draco pulled her close to him and embraced her. "Hermione, don't look at them. They're jealous Hermione, all of them. Hermione… HERMIONE… HERMIONE!"

She snapped out of her daze and found herself in the class room. Apparently it was the end of class because all the other students had already left for some free time before dinner. She turned around and noticed that Draco had left as well.

"Hermione, what were you doing?"

She looked sideways and found Harry staring at her.

"Harry! Oh, I was just thinking…" she said rather shyly.

He looked at her questioningly, "About what?"

"Nothing important really," Hermione said, standing up and collecting her books in her arms.

Harry gave her a disbelieving expression and placed both his hands on her shoulders, "Whatever you say, Hermione. But the next time you start 'thinking' in class, try not to drool."

Her hand immediately flew up to her mouth where she felt a slight trickle of saliva. It was useless to try and hide the blush that was appearing across her cheeks, but it was just Harry after all. He was her best friend and she didn't care if he knew about the crazy fantasies running around in her head.

"Uh… Harry?"

He stopped at the doorway and turned on his heel swiftly with an expecting look on his face.

As she looked at him, she suddenly felt unsure about her decision to tell him she was beginning to have feelings for Draco. She reasoned with herself quickly that it was too soon to tell Harry about how close she was becoming to him and simply smiled.

"Never mind… see you at dinner," she said.

As she walked out of the classroom moments later, she couldn't see much with the load of books she had to carry with her. Without being able to see her way, she turned a corner and bumped into someone. Her books flew into the air and sprawled all over the floor. Hermione landed on her bum and swore a little under her breath.

"Oh, I'm sorry I-Draco?"

Draco looked down at her and grinned. Obviously he hadn't been knocked over. He reached down and helped her up, then proceeded to pick up all her books for her.

"Isn't Dumbledore's office that way?"

He nodded his head.

"Then why were you walking the opposite direction?"

"I went to put my things away and was trying to find you,"

She smiled at him and took his hand for the second time that day, "Well that's quite nice of you."

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"Good evening Ms. Granger, Mr. Malfoy," said Dumbledore as they walked into his office five minutes later. They both took seats in front of his desk before he began to explain to them what this meeting was about.

"I have called you both here because we have a matter to discuss: The Christmas Ball."

YAAAAAY! Another chapter done! One more till I'll turn in for the evening.