A/N: Wow! I can't believe that I got so many reviews! Ah! I feel like I'm flying….yeah and I spelled Hermione's name wrong….sorry about that. But at least you KNOW that it's Hermione right? I mean, it's not like I spelled it Hermnie or something like that. And I'll also try to make the chapters longer. Also sorry for the delay. I've been getting tests left and right at my stupid school!

Chapter 5 – Opinions

The sun had risen and Hermione woken up early to the sound of a bird being slashed from the whooping willow. "That bloody tree. Can't he just keep his bloody thick braches to himself early in the morning!" Hermione cried out. Just then Draco had walked in to her room and looked at her puzzled.

"Talking to yourself again Granger?" he asked.

"What?" she asked. "Well can you expect anyone to sleep when you hear the cry of a bird every 5 minutes? It's cruel and disturbing! I'm going to have to talk about this to Professor Dumbledore this…." She kept rambling. "And the elves! I have something to say for mistreating them!"

"Oh no, Granger's on a roll. It's heading toward a hill and it's going to roll faster and faster until you crash and BOOM, you die," Draco concluded.

"Ha, ha very funny. But I'm not on a roll. I'm just stating the obvious," she replied and got up. "Not to bother you Malfoy, but unlike last night, I prefer it if you just stay away from wherever I'm doing my business," Hermione said, shooing him with her hands.

"I'm going, I'm going!" and he left.

When alone at last once again, she changed into a white T-shirt and baggy jeans and pulled over a navy blue shirt. "I can't wear anything in front of him now," she mumbled to herself. "He's so annoying, like that dumb old tree,"

Both headed down for breakfast and parted. One to the Slytherin table, the other to the Griffindor table where Hermione met Harry and Ron.

"Hey Hermione. How was last night?" Harry asked.

Kissing Ron's cheek she replied to Ron, "Torture with you," she smiled.

"Aw, that's nice," Harry replied, smirking at Ron.

"Good morning to you too Harry," Hermione replied.

"How did it go? Heard Malfoy got the position of Head Boy," Ron replied, biting on his piece of toast.

"It – was ….. Interesting I guess. Not that it was good or all. He kept calling me a 'filthy mudblood' but that was all I guess," Hermione replied plainly

"What! That bloody ferrets! Wait'll I get my hands around his filthy pureblood neck!" Ron said furiously.

"Whoa Ron! Calm down. Remember that you're a pureblood too," Harry said, dragging Ron down back into his seat.

"Yeah, don't get why you're overreacting. Nothing's going to happen," Hermonie said.

"But what if it does? I mean, don't people who live together have better relationships than people who don't?" he asked.

"What! That's ridiculous Ron! Whoever told you that?" Hermione cried, shocked.

"Yeah Ron, that's not going to happen. The whole school knows that you and Hermione are meant to be together," Harry commented.

Just then Ginny had come down and took a seat next to Harry. "Hey you guys!" she greeted.

"Hey, Gin. Tell Ron that he and Hermione are meant to be together," Harry said.

"Well –" Ginny began, but Harry had covered her mouth.

"See! Even my own sister thinks that we're not something or whatever other people think," Ron cried out in desperation.

"Okay, I think you should just calm down, okay?" Hermione asked. He nodded.

"What do we have first?" Hermione asked, getting off the topic.

"Charms," Harry answered.

"Good, good. See Ron, everything's going to be fine," Hermione replied, rubbing his back.

"With Slytherin," Harry finished.

"Oh Harry! Why did you have to say that?" Ginny cried.

"I guess, it's better if we leave," Harry replied and left with Ginny by his side.

When they left, Hermione replied, "It's okay. In fact, I say that we make it official," Hermione said.

"What? How are we going to do that?" Ron asked.

With a pause, Hermione whispered something in his ear quietly even he couldn't hear it correctly.

"Are you sure?" Ron said cautiously to not draw any attention.

She nodded. "I don't want you to go thinking that I don't care about you," she replied.

"Well, I think I know now that you love me enough to bring it up!" Ron answered, smiling.

"Do still want to consider it? I can reschedule my classes and such since I'm Head Girl," Hermione explained but Ron just pulled her in for a kiss.

Why am I not enjoying this? Hermione found herself thinking. She suddenly remembered Draco and his chest and a sharp pain arose. Ah! No! I'm kissing Ron, why am I thinking of Draco Malfoy? She tried again and touched Ron's arm but it didn't help.

"I'm so sorry Ron," Hermione apologized, "But I just remembered that I've forgotten to go to a Head Boy and Girl meeting and to get ready for my first class," she continued , pulling away.

"What? I've never heard that one before," Ron said, puzzled. "Oh well. Duty calls. See later love!" Ron called out and Hermione rushed out.

Her robes rushed passed her and baggy jeans making a whoosh sound. When she entered the common room she sighed. No, no! It's only the first day. Not even! I have to…no I shouldn't. What if…no. I can't talk to Harry about it. He'll surely tell Ron. That stupid ferret of a person. I bloody hells swear that he's messing around with my mind. Hermione thought to herself. Her thoughts were flooding and questions were swarming in like a hive of bees, all buzzing in her ear.

She decided to look over the list that Professor Dumbledore had sent her over the letter. Unfolding it, she took out her bottle of ink and golden feathered pen and started writing the speech that was going to be read aloud during the Halloween Ball.

To all fellow Hogwarts students, we welcome you to the Halloween Ball. This will be the first for our first years, but rest assured it will be a memorable first.

Hermione paused for a second and realized that she had to head down to Professor Flitwick. Grabbing her books she rushed out. Before she could come out of the passageway she knocked into someone with an ump! Shaking her head she noticed that she had knocked Malfoy onto the floor.

"Granger?" he said when he lifted his head. Both had been sitting on the marble floor, staring into each other's eyes.

"Malfoy,"

A/N: Hey! Leaving you with that. Hope you enjoy it!