Chapter 6

Midnight snacks

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, but the plot is mine, and will always be, so keep away. Or else... but i did make up the powdering spell.

A/N: hi! I'm baaackkkk! Wuz up my peeps? I kno, i haven't been writing but, writer's block is a real killer ova here in Illinois, so here goes something just off the top of my head.

P.S. we left off at the part when ginny told hermione that the valentine's day party was coming up the next day, and also, draco wants to get revenge on ron for asking hermione out, and on hermione 4 accepting. So okay, here we go.

After Ron and Hermione's discussion in the mess hall, Hermione decided to go back to the head common room to plan what she was going to wear to the valentine's day party. On her way there Malfoy caught up with her.

"Hello love." he said quietly.

"Hello Malfoy."

"Why must you call me that?" Draco was trying to flirt.

"It is your name, isn't it?"

"My last name." he stood in front of her with his arms crossed.

"Did you like that kiss I gave you earlier?" he asked, knowing the answer.

Hermione didn't answer. He cupped his hand under her chin.

"C'mon, I know you did." she brushed his hand away.

"Then Why'd you ask?" they continued to walk some more.

"Because, I wanted to hear it from my girl." Hermione flinched, thinking about how Ron called her that. 'I don't really like Ron, I just want to give him a chance and I can get back at Harry all at the same time, but Malfoy is so much more interesting. I can't just leave Ron for Malfoy...can I?' she thought.

"Is something bothering you?" asked Draco, hopping she'd tell him about Ron.

"No." they entered the head common room and both sat on the couch. She sighed.

'If she tells me that she's with Ron, I guess I'll be nice and not give her the potion. Just because she told me the truth. But if she lies to me, I'll give it to her and ruin her reputation for good. I can even make Ron jealous on the way.'

"Is Ron bothering you lately?"

"No, no, why would you ask that?" she quietly responded.

"I just thought I'd ask. I really like you and I wouldn't want to lose you to a loser like him."

"Oh." Draco put his arm around her and pulled her closer, she squirmed in his grasp.

'She won't tell me. I feel her squirming to get free, don't worry Hermione, by tomorrow, you'll like being this way with me.' he thought as he let her go. She ran up to her room and slammed the door.

Since Draco payed close attention to Hermione, he knew when she'd go down stairs to the mini kitchen in the head's common room to make her usual cocoa with the three marshmallows. He went down to the kitchen and took out the jar of cocoa. He held the potion in his hand and thought for a moment.

'If I put this in there in liquid form, it'll make the cocoa clump together, that'll look suspicious.' he took out his wand and tapped it twice on the test tube.

"Timious Powdrowa." he whispered. The pink liquid instantly turned to brown powder to match the cocoa. He poured it in, threw out the test tube, and went quietly upstairs to his room.

About an hour latter:

Hermione rolled over and looked out the window. 'Still dark.' she threw the cover on the floor and walked downstairs to the kitchen. She opened the jar of cocoa and poured what was left in her mug that had a picture of a cat on it that looked like Crookshanks. She boiled some water on the stove and sat at the small table meant for two, waiting for the water.

Meanwhile, Draco couldn't sleep, knowing that what he was about to do to Hermione was wrong, so he decided to go down to the kitchen for some warm milk.

He walked past Hermione, neither one of them noticing the presence of one another. He took out the milk (it wasn't cow milk.) And poured it into his mug. He then used his wand to warm it up and took a sip. He turned to see Hermione sitting at the table with her head down, he sat too.

"Didn't hear you come down here." He said as he sipped his milk. Hermione snapped her head up. 'I hope he isn't drinking my cocoa again.'

"Yeah, I'm a quiet person, you should've known that by now. What are you drinking?"

"Nothing." he didn't want her to know that he still drinks warm milk to calm him down at night.

"I want to know. Tell me or I'll come over this table and strangle you." she said calmly. No one comes between Hermione and her cocoa.

"Okay, fine, don't bite my freakin' head off."

"Well?"

"Don't laugh okay?"

"Fine. Just tell me."

"It's warm milk." Malfoy looked down at his mug as he heard Hermione snickering.

"Awww, poor wittle Malfoy still dwinks warm milk? Did you have a nightmare too?" she mocked in a baby voice.

"Shut it, Granger. Your water's done boiling." he didn't notice what he'd just called her.

'Well, I guess he's finally changed back. He called me Granger.' she got up and made her cocoa. Then started up to her room. 'My job is done.' she thought.

"Hermione, won't you stay down here with your cocoa and talk to me?"

'This is strange, he's changed but he still calls me Hermione.'

"Why should I stay?"

"Please?" she sat down, unable to resist his charm.

"Fine." she scooted her chair under her.

"A guy gets lonely sometimes you know." he took another sip of his milk. 'Why is he telling me this?' she kept quiet.

"People think just because I'm a Slytherin that I'm cold, evil, and mean all the time." 'That's true though.' she thought.

"But that's not how I am all the time. Especially since my father is in Azkaban." 'Hmmm.' she took another sip of her cocoa.

"You're awfully quiet tonight. You're usually bursting with information."

"I just don't feel good all of a sudden..." she dropped her mug heavily on the table, causing it to splash on Draco as she fell to the floor.

"Hermione!" he picked up her body. 'I didn't think she'd faint because of this potion, I mean Madam Pomfrey told me that I fainted, but I thought that was just because this stuff was wearing off.' he thought.

She squirmed a little in his arms. She only fainted for three minutes.

"Put me down right now, what do you think you're doing!" she punched him in the jaw, thinking that it was appropriate since he'd changed back.

"You're supposed to be in love with me!" Draco yelled as he dropped her on the floor, on top of the cocoa spill.

"What do you mean? You tried to trick me with that potion didn't you! You put it in my cocoa, I could taste it!"

"Why isn't it working then?"

"I knew that you'd do something like this so I took out the ingredient that made the girl fall in love." Draco thought for a moment, then winced at the pain he felt in his jaw from the punch, it was much too early to be fighting.

"I'm sorry Hermione, it's just that when I saw you and Ron kissing, it hurt me. I thought you actually liked me."

He helped her up.

"I had to do that to get you to change back to normal. Wait, you were spying on me?"

"So you don't like me?"

"No." she lied. She dropped the spying subject.

"Are you changed back?" she asked. He didn't want to lie to her anymore, he had nothing else to lose.

"Yes." he hung his head, knowing he'd now lose her forever.

"How long have you been changed back, and if you've changed then why do you still call me by my name?"

"I've been changed back for three days now and I call you Hermione because it's your name. I like being nice to you, but only you. Potter and Weasley can go to hell for all I care."

Hermione didn't know what to say, so she tried to change the subject not noticing that she was blushing.

"Look at you, I didn't mean to over react and hit you like that, let me fix it." Draco put his hand on his bruise. As she walked him to their bathroom.

"You don't look well yourself, cocoa princess." he chuckled as she looked down at her cocoa stained pajamas.

She rubbed her thumb over the bruise on his face, then went into the medicine cabinet and took out a clear plastic bottle.

"What's that?" he asked with a timid look.

"It's muggle medicine. It's called Alcohol."

"Will it hurt?"

"Maybe." she took out a cotton ball and poured some Alcohol on it, then dabbed it on his bruise. He screamed in horror.

"DAMMIT GRANGER! ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?" she giggled.

"Relax, it's supposed to burn. It's getting the germs out."

"Why did you tell me that it wouldn't burn!"

"So you would sit still, now stop complaining, I'm not through with you." He looked scared to death now.

"Wh- what now?"

"I know something about you that could mess up your reputation, Draco."

"Go ahead, shoot. There's nothing that could bring me down. Did you just call me Draco?" Ignoring his question Hermione sat down on the tub across from the toilet that Draco was sitting on.

"I know that you like a certain girl here in Hogwarts."

"Sure. You think you know."

"She's no ordinary girl, she's a Gryfindor..."

"That's not possible."

"Why won't you just admit that you like me?" she blurted out.

"I've already shown that I like you, the real question is why won't you admit that you like me?"

Hermione was taken aback.

"Goodnight Hermione." he got up and kissed her on the forehead and went to his room. Hermione touched the spot where he kissed her then thought about the following day.

'Valentine's day party.' she thought, I can't go there with him and Ron...

That night she slept good and so did he.

A/N: Ohhhh, wut's goin ta happen next? Plz review!