Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or ideas in the Harry Potter books, written by J.K. Rowling. I only own this small plot.

Summary: Sequel to "The Library." Hermione is back to kick some serious butt. Draco is also in the story, so for those of you depressed by the ending of "The Library," get ready for some well deserved revenge.

Chapter 1: Waltz

There was a glowing light coming through the kitchen window. Hermione stood by the counter, un-moving. She never thought she'd see him here, of all places, in her kitchen back home. He had walked through the door, that sly smile on his face; no words yet. Hermione smiled; it was perfect. No magic, no danger, just - just him.

He turned away from her to stare with an intense curiosity at the light switch.

She laughed, "Confused are we?" and took a step in his direction.

He smiled secretively. "Only with you," he murmured.

"Why did you come?" she stood still feet away from him.

"Where else would I go?"

She looked down, "I don't know, but here of all places...its just -" he cut her off. "Don't you miss me at all?" He had a perfect poker face, betraying no sign of emotion or playfulness.

She looked back to him, mortified and offended at the question. "Of course I do!"

He looked into her eyes gravely, "It's been a while...I missed you too."

"So..." she was a bit uncomfortable, this person and this place together. "What are we supposed to do now?"

He paused for a moment, "...where did we leave off?"

"The ball." she smiled.

His eyes lit up, "Yes...we were going to go to the ball together..."

"Together." she said. He came to her, and placed his hand on her waste, she returned with a hand on his shoulder.

In the distance, a sweet violin began to play. It was soon joined by a full band. A traditional song. He gently pressed her waist with his hand, and they were off. Waltzing around the island counter, creating a dazzling whirling reflection in the cutlery. They moved to through the doorway to the hall.

"You have a nice house" he noted.

They continued - through the office to the old-fashioned parlor, past the flat screen TV, down another hall, into her parent's room and out again. Finally they came to her room - neat and tidy, as always - but the song ended.

He let her go, and looked to the door behind her, with a confused look in his eyes. That's when Hermione heard it,

'Hermione, breakfast is ready!' and she turned and followed his gaze to Ginny Weasley, standing in the doorway.

'Ginny?'

"I'll be back, Hermione," he said, and vanished.

That's when she opened her eyes.

"Hermione, it's eggs this morning, mom made them with that recipe your parents gave her."

Hermione blinked her eyes to the harsh light coming through the window. She sighed. Only a dream. Another dream. "Alright Ginny, I'll be down in a minute."

Down at the table everyone was groggy except Mrs. Weasley and Ginny.

"Well" Ron yawned "Todays your big day Hermione Granger."

Harry pulled out the chair next to him. Hermione sat down, and poked at the eggs on her plate.

"Ron, I think we should pull out our mattresses and lay them on the lawn, just in case." Ginny suggested.

"I don't know guys, I don't really feel up to it today...can't you force me to try quidditch tomorrow?" Hermione said and swallowed another mouthful of eggs.

"Oh come on, Hermione, don't you want to be a quidditch master by the time we go back to Hogwarts?"

"If we go back to Hogwarts," Harry reminded them gloomily.

Ginny sighed heavily. "Well if it isn't quidditch today, what will it be?"

"You could always de-gnome the garden!" Mrs. Weasley suggested cheerfully.

"Mom!" Ron whined. "We did that last week! Its not our fault that those bloody gnomes keep coming back!"

Harry jumped in, "Why don't we go to Diagon Alley? You could pick up some books Hermione..." he asked her hopefully.

Ron grimaced, "What about Ginny and me? We haven't got any money."

"We don't have to buy anything Ron," said Ginny, picking up her plate and kissing Harry on the cheek on her way to the sink.

"Well Ginny, unlike you, I don't have a girlfriend to dote on."

"Hows this?" Harry jumped in, "I'll treat us all to Butterbeer while we're there!"

"Alright, we can check in on Fred and George. How about it Hermione?" Ron asked. She looked up from her eggs… "Sure."

AN: Hey guys, it's back! Hope you like how we've started it out so far. Much more Draco and adventure to come! Please read and review!