Author's Note: Another wonderful addition to Madam Moon's Magic! (crowd cheers) Alright, so maybe there isn't really a cheering crowd. But I can dream.

Let the love begin!

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Chapter Five

Draco marched right up to the front desk. He was only wearing the spa bathrobe, and a very angry facial expression. Never in his entire life, has anyone make a mockery of him. But, somehow, Hermione Granger pulled it off.

It was right after he fell on the floor. He was naked, and quickly dressed in a robe to cover himself. While his back was turned, Hermioneslipped quietly from her bath and alsodressed herself. When Draco turned back around, he wasn't expecting Hermione to beat him over the head with a back scratcher. He panicked and ran for the door; Hermione really was a tough woman. When he finally realized he was in the hallway instead of the spa room, Hermione had already locked the door. Normally, Draco would burst in using a spell. But Madam Moon had strict rules about no wands in the spa area.

Draco slammed his fist on the counter, causing Dora to jump. "Mr. Malfoy! Is there a problem?" Draco narrowed his eyes at her.

"Where am I, Dora?" Dora blinked a couple times. Was this a trick question?

"You're… in the lobby." Draco nodded slowly.

"And where should I be?"

"In… your bath?"

"Ah, yes. In my bath… why aren't I there anymore?" Dora stared at him, but he showed no emotion directly on his face.

"I have no idea, Mr. Malfoy."

"I do. It's because of that vile woman, Hermione! She locked me out of my own spa treatment! Either you get her out of there, or you'll have one angry and very powerful costumer to deal with." He was looking directly at her this time. His eyes were flaming with frustration and his mouth was a thin line. Dora frowned; she had no idea what to do.

"I really don't know how I'm supposed to do that. It's her bath as well."

"And whose fault is that? Yours!"

"Mr. Malfoy, please calm down…"

"This is your fault my day is ruined. I can't even relax one day without some whacko female on my case! You get that woman out of my spa room right this instant!"

"Has she locked the door?"

"Well, gee. Don't you think I thought of that! Of course she locked the door! If she hadn't, I'd be in there!" Dora calmly nodded her head.

"And how exactly did she lock you out?" Draco glared into Dora's eyes.

"She's a beastly woman. She practically picked me up and threw me out!"

"Well, if the door's locked, there really isn't much I can do."

"What! This is your spa! Can't you do something! Have some authority! Call the police! Drag her out! Use a wand!"

"Calm down, please. We have other costumers. I can't just barge in, you see, it's our policy not to. It's in the contract. If a costumer locks the door, then we can't go in without their permission."

"A load of rubbish! Get. Her. Out!"

"Have you tried reasoning with her?"

"There is no reasoning with that witch. She's as stubborn as an ass!"

"I HEARD THAT, YOU PRAT!" Hermione called from the back of the spa. Draco spun around and stomped to the door and pounded his fists against it.

"GET OUT!"

"NO!"

"YOU'LL REGRET YOU DID THIS, GRANGER!"

"THIS IS MY SPA! GO AWAY!"

"IT'S MINE TOO! OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT THIS INSTANT!"

"NO!"

"Please… I can't have you two yelling like this. It's…"

"I MEAN IT, GRANGER!"

"LIKE I'M WORRIED WHAT YOU'LL DO!"

"Please, Miss Granger, Mr. Malfoy…"

"THAT'S IT! I'M COMING IN THERE AND YOU'RE NOT STOPPING ME!" Draco took a step back from the door and concentrated very hard on the room on the other side. Draco was about to attempt Apparition. He had received his license during his school years, and was very talented. He had never 'splinched' in his entire life. Just as he began this procedure of Apparition, Hermione opened the door in one swift motion. The door slammed right into Draco's legs, slightly throwing him off balance.

"All you had to do was ask nicely!" Hermione stopped talking when she realized Draco's head was no longer in front of her. She took a step back, and knew something wasn't right. How can Draco's head not be there, but his…

Dora let out a high-pitched scream and fell against the wall behind her, covering her mouth with her hands. Hermione paled and felt her stomach tighten. She slowly turned around, and found a very distraught Draco Malfoy.

"What… where…" Hermione eyes traveled down his body. Most of him was there, with the exception of his lower legs. Draco stabled himself up on his hands and looked down where his legs should have been. "I…I…spl…splinched…" Draco fainted and fell over with a loud thud. Hermione rushed over to Draco, cradling the upper part of his body. She shot a look at Dora.

"What are you doing! Call someone!" Dora nodded and rushed to the front desk. Hermione held Draco's head in arms. His eyes were closed and his still wet hair was clinging to his face. She pushed some of the blonde locks off of his forehead. Hermione had never seen him so peaceful looking. She smiled down at him as his eyes fluttered open. He looked up at her, obliviously in a coma daze. He smiled at her, still staring into her eyes.

"I never said this before, but you have pretty eyes." Hermione smiled back at him sweetly.

"Shut up before I clubber you." She didn't have to, Draco blinked one last time and his head fell limp against her arms. She held him a little closer to her, and closed her own eyes. For some reason, she was really enjoying this. All her life, Malfoy proved to be a thorn in her side. He ridiculed her, annoyed her, and degraded her. Yet, here she was, holding him. She even began to think he didn't look so much like a prick anymore. He might even resemble human. She grinned and pulled his robe tighter around his chest, covering him. She didn't think it was so bad, spending the day with him. Yeah, she had a lump on her head the size of a grapefruit, and he was missing half his legs, but she was starting to think today was the most exciting day she's had since her school years with Harry and Ron. And it was all because of Malfoy.

Dora came running into the room with anelderlyMedi-Witch. She took Draco from Hermione's arms and rushed him out of the room. Another Medi-Witch, who looked around the same age as Hermione,grabbed Draco's legs and followed the older one. Hermione felt a wave of possession and dashed after them. She wanted to be with him for a reason Hermione didn't really care to know.She followed them to the lobby where Madam Moon was standing with Dora.

"Oh, Hermione dear! Poor Draco, I hope they can fix him." Hermione looked past Madam Moon to where the witches were taking Draco.

"Of course they can, Mother. They're professionals." Hermione watched them walk out the front door of the spa, and was about to follow them when Madam Moon grabbed her elbow.

"I'm sorry I ruined your day. It's all my fault you and Mr. Malfoy were put in the same room. I thought you two would get along, but I was wrong." Hermione spun around and looked her straight in the eyes.

"You mean to tell me that you put us in that spa… on purpose?" Madam Moon nervously twitched and her lips curled up into a thin smile.

"Technically…"

"Technically? Technically! You put me… and Draco Malfoy… in the same room… on purpose? That's murder!"

"Miss Hermione, my mother did it out of love." Hermione glared at Dora.

"Love? LOVE! How is that love!"

"Well, I thought you and Draco…were… well…"

"Out with it." Hermione snapped.

"I thought you and Mr. Malfoy were just what the other needed."

"And why, please tell me, would HE be what I need?" Dora scratched behind her ear and straightened her dress. She coughed and stared into Hermione's eyes.

"Who else can keep you on your toes? Who else brings entertainment when you're bored? And, please tell me, who else pushes your buttons like he does? Draco Malfoy is the only man out there who can put up with your remarks, sarcasm, and your criticism. He's the only one who can keep you interested, and you're the only one who can put him in his place. Do you see why my mother did this? If you two were just allowed to find each other on your own, you'd be screwed. Face the facts, you're a stressed out girl. And he's bored. Without the other, you'll stay that way. My speech is over." Hermione looked away, the Medi-Witches were just about to leave.

"Madam Moon, I hate you. I hate you because now I think I might actually like him. And that means I have to do something about it, and that means Draco Malfoy will be in my life. And I'm pretty sure that with him in my life, it just got a lot harder." Hermione didn't wait for a response. She ran outside in a sprint and grabbed the shoulder of the younger Medi-Witch. "You're letting me come with you because the boy you have right now is a lot to handle. You're going to need all the help possible." The Medi-Witch just stared at her. "Plus…Ikindalikehim." She spat out without a single pause.

"Excuse me?" Hermione bit her lip and made sure Draco was still unconscious.

"I… kind of… like him. Okay, so maybe I really don't know for sure. But I need to find out. And I think that if he leaves today without me, I'll never get another chance to know. Most likely, after today, we'll go our separate ways and I'll never speak to him again. Today was a chance for me and him to make it, and I don't want to waste it. So, I have a proposition for you. You can either deny me this man and make us both suffer and live a very incomplete life, or…you can let me go with you and tell this twit how I feel so then maybe, just maybe, I can still suffer, BUT live a very complete life." The woman smiled widely and held Hermione's hand.

"Then you have every right to come along." Hermione grinned slyly.

"You bet your knickers I have every right."

Author's Note: End of Chapter Five. Hope you enjoyed yourself.