Well, Harry was quickly rushed to the Hospital wing, where he was quickly treated and is now recovering there. Nobody will say what actually happened, but I get only one answer, "He's gone a bit funny."

It was the weekend, and it was the second trip into Hogsmeade, Hermione and Draco were both getting ready, not together. Draco was in such a good mood that he was singing.

"I come home in the morning light, My mother says when you gonna live your life right. Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones, And girls they want to have fun. Oh girls just want to have fun." Draco sang as he was searching for his lavender Panty Sniffer shirt. When he found it he tossed it on, and then threw a white button up shirt over it. It went great with his Khakis. "Blue going to get down." Draco said before he started to do his hair. When Draco was done with his hair, and after he had put away everything that he had thrown about that morning, he was done. But as he was closing the trunk at the end of his bed a faint and familiar tune got caught in his head, so him being in the queer mood that he was he started singing.

"I rock a, Lawsuit when I'm going to court, A white suit when I'm gettin' divorced, A black suit at the funeral home, And my birthday suit when I'm home alone
Talkin' on the phone." Draco sang while doing a spin, that only resulted in him hitting the wall and then the floor. "Cool." He said before he got up. Draco walked out of his room and down the stairs where he caught the attention of many Slytherins. See him being in Purple, White and Khaki, he stood out amongst them, they always dressed in drab colors, like black and gray, and other variations of corpse colors. Draco didn't care, he didn't consort with them so the attention and whispers he got was totally redundant to him, so he walked on out singing a merry merry tune, and put on a little show.

"The real me is a southern girl with her Levis on and an open heart, Wish I could save the world, like I was super girl, The real me used to laugh all night lying in the grass just talking about love, But lately I've been jaded life got so complicated!" Draco sang while dancing like Michael Jackson, this time on his turns he successfully stayed on his feet. When he was done he took a bow, and came up giving his former friends the finger. "Thank you and fuck you!" He said walking out.

"What a smug bastard." Blaise said turning back around. He looked around and nobody was there, they had all refused to be seen with him. "Fuck." He said when he realized that he was all by his lonesome.

As Draco walked down the hallway he sang and occasionally spun, he was being very weird.

Meanwhile Hermione was up in her dorm getting ready, she, like Draco had pulled out everything she owned, she was about ready to have a fit because she couldn't find the wretched shirt that she wanted to wear. "Shimmy shimmy coco FUCK!" She yelled. When she reached the bottom of her trunk she came across a red book...a book that had been nowhere in sight. "Hey." She said picking it up. While looking at it she remembered how it had gotten in there, she had taken it out of her bag and set it there. "God, long time no see." She said opening up to the last page. The last time she had written in it was the day that Pansy died. Well, after a few more minutes of looking at it, she set it back in her trunk, before she took her hand out of the trunk she noticed that the book had concealed the black crumpled T-shirt that she was looking for.

Hermione quickly put it on and then went and stood in front of the mirror and began to do her hair, she put it up into a bun that sat on the back of her head, before she had put it up she had pulled out some of her curly bangs, she pulled them to one side and tucked them behind her ear. "Not half bad, if I do say so myself. Sexy!" She said slapping her ass. "Ouch." She said afterwards. When she was done she looked like she always does, well beside her hair that's normally pulled back into a pony tail, she thought she looked good. So she packed away all her things, and locked her trunk, she then grabbed her messenger bag and ran out of the dorm, down the stairs, and then out the door and then down into Draco's arms..."Awww!" A/N: Sorry Dirty Dancing's on my TV. in my bedroom, and well, it's a little lovey dovey, and well yeah...bite me. lol! Baby Ohhh baby

Hermione arrived in the Great Hall, she looked for Draco, who when she saw him her breath caught in the back of her throat. "Oh God he's hot!" She said before he reached her. When he reached her and said hi, she only had one reply to him. "I love you." She said.

"Well, good morning to you too." He said. "I love you too." He said.

"You look great." She said.

"So do you." He said looking her over once again. "I love the way you dress." He said walking and then slapping her on the ass.

"Oh don't be a vile cow Draco." Hermione said pinching him hard on his rear end. "Like that?" Hermione asked, while Draco rubbed his cheek.

"No, I'm fine thanks." Draco said as they turned around and walked to the front door. They stood in line and waited to be checked off the list by Filch, he gave them some sort of boring speech. Too boring for me to cover. Before they knew it they were on their way to...wait for it.. Hogsmeade, yes that's right.

"You seem awful happy." Hermione said to Draco.

"Yeah so what if I am, is there a law against that?" Draco asked.

"Yes, actually there is." Hermione said smacking him in the back of the head. "I shot your Goldfish bitch." Hermione said.

"Mr. Cuddlebug?" Draco said looking like a frightened two year old. "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He screamed.

"What the fuck?" Hermione screeched before turning around to see Draco screaming with his fist balled up and his hands raised.

"Okay that was a tad dramatic, but what can I say? I'm a theater queer." Draco said, then let out a giggle and continued to walk.

A/N: Yes well there it is, Chapter 17, I hope you like it, hope you review. Next Update in September 16th 2005