A/n: Thank you for being so patient with me. I've just been busy with writers' block and school, but now I have inspiration! So, I hope you enjoy! Don't be offended about the religion thing. Oh! So I don't get sued, the stuff Draco says about, I got it from this really funny comedian on HBO. :D That is all!

Today was the day those who were going home for the holidays were leaving, and the train was leaving in a few hours. Draco and Hermione were talking about Christmas and just happened to stumble upon the topic of religion.

"What do you mean you don't have a religion?" asked Hermione.

"Religion has led you to believe that there is an invisible man in the sky. And that invisible man had 10 things he doesn't want you to do. But, if you do them, he will send you to a place of fire where you will experience suffering, torture, pain, and misery… but he loves you," replied Draco smirking.

"Well, when you say it like that…"

"If I say it any other way, it still sounds like complete rubbish,"

"That is not true! Why must you put everything down that you don't believe? Besides, you don't have to scientifically prove everything. Religion is based on faith alone. Without a god, or heaven, we have no hope, no where to look forward to when we die,"

"That's not true, Hermione" he said slyly as he turned around to face her "I hope you will shut up," he laughed "And this is coming from Ms. Divination is an inadequate study because it can't be proven?"

"You're absolutely impossible…"

X

Hermione and Draco had stopped their conversing and slowly made their ways to their own tables. To Hermione, it felt like the whole school was watching her. (Maybe because they were…) It was like they were the dogs, and she was the Kibbles n' bits.

Draco didn't have any appetite, he clearly understood that the Slytherin House heard the rumors and were pissed off beyond believe about it. He even got flipped off by a couple of fourth years to which puberty was not being so generous to. Draco snorted.

They were asgood-lookingDumbledore singing "I'm too sexy" in a thong … Shudders

Just then Pansy walked over to him. She gave him a cold look and then handed him a piece of parchment and left the table.

"We have things to discuss Mr. Malfoy," said a silky refined voice coming from behind Draco.

X

Ron was giving her that look again. The look that said, "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, and I hate you… Guess what? I hate you,"

As she finished her goblet of pumpkin juice there was a note appeared into it. She took it out under the table, it read:

Meet me in RR

HP

She looked at Harry and he nodded. He then turned to Ron and mumbled something about finishing his packing. Hermione turned around to follow him when Deputy Headmistress was behind her.

"Careful, Ms. Granger" McGonagall began, "Follow me,"

"Sorry professor, but I'm a little preoccupied, can it wait until later?" asked Hermione

"I'm afraid not. It's time to meet the temporary Head Boy," she replied "He's waiting in my office,"

X

"Have you done what I've told you?" asked Snape.

Draco rolled his eyes, "This is what you brought me into this shithole you call an office?" he said looking around the dungeon in distaste.

Snape leaned over his desk over to Draco. "You have to break it off, the Dark Lord will find out… he has many sources around the castle. We cannot afford to lose you,"

"What else is new?"

"This is the last time I am saying this to you Draco…"

"…"

"You care about her don't you?" Snape said with a sneer. Draco glared at him.

"Is that a hobby of yours? Prying where your nose doesn't belong?"

X

"Ms. Granger meet Mr. McAdams," said McGonagall gesturing her hand to the young man.

He was a very handsome young man indeed. He was tall and had shortblack hair, hazel almond eyes with a long straight nose, and full pale pink lips.

"Hi, call me Calvin," he said as he flashed a charming smile and lend out his hand.

"Hermione Granger," she said shaking his hand, "I think I've seen you before, Ravenclaw right?"

"You've guessed right," he said smiling, "I'm look forward to working with you,"

"Same here," she said as the topic of Harry crashed into her head. She managed to suppress a gasp as she searched frantically in her robes.

Where is that note?

"Oh I'm so sorry, but I have to run," she said running out of the office.

X

"I would guess you're going home for the holidays?"

"You've guessed wrong"

Snape looked befuddled. It was a strange look on his face. It was a cross between Lovegood, and his mother on something very illegal…

"As a matter of interest, why not?"

"We both know my father is a very dangerous man. Hell, the whole wizarding world knows," said Draco looking up at the ceiling, "If I want to keep alive, I think its best I keep my distance. Especially the way things are… "

"That's understandable," he concluded as his gave a light sigh "I have said what I have wanted to say. Good day, Draco" he said as he left Draco the dungeon.

Draco got up and put his hands in his pockets. He felt something, Pansy's note. Draco opened up the note.

We need to talk. Now.

Meet me in Divination Tower and don't be late.

PP

X

Hermione walked three times in front of a wall deep in thought. When she did, a door appeared. She walked inside and saw Harry sitting in a on a sofa. It seemed to be almost like a library, with ancient-looking books lining every inch of the wall. A deep scarlet and gold seemed to be the predominant color.

"Hi Harry," Hermione said shyly as she sat down the sofa opposite of him.

"Hey" was his reply.

X

"Draco!" Pansy near-shouted, "You came!" as she got up from leaning on the banister.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Obviously since I'm here," he said lazily "What's this about?"

"I needed to talk to you about you and your relations with the mudblood," she said coming closer to him.

"Pansy she's not-" he began, but was cut off by Pansy's finger on his lips. She was now so close, that she had her fingers under the collar of his robes.

"You're going to soil your reputation if you keep going out with that filth," she said slowly. Draco temper was flaring.

"She is not filth!" he shouted as he removed her hands from his collar, "The only filth I see here is you!"

Pansy shook her fists in angerand slapped him. He was the one to break the silence.

"Pansy?"

"Yes?" she said on the verge of tears.

Wow, who knew Pansy was such a... pansy?

"That didn't even hurt," he said as he flew past her.

X

"Look, 'Mione I don't approve of this… fling you're having with Malfoy," he said bitterly.

"First of all, it's not a fling. Second of all, I didn't ask for your approval," said Hermione decisively.

Harry was silent for a while but then spoke. "Do you want to know why Ron acted as he did?" asked Harry.

"Because he hates the fact of me and Malfoy, right?"

"Yes, but that's only part of the picture,"

"Go on…"

"He's bitter because you chose Malfoy over us, as am I"

"I didn't choose Malfoy over you," she began, "I didn't even ask for you guys to like each other. It's just that- "

"Packing eh?" said a fiery red headed Weasly from the entrance of the Room of Requirement holding Hermione's note.

A/n: Another cliffy, I know… I should be shot, killed, and maimed. But it gives the author time to think what happens. Oh ya, for those who didn't get the term "flipping off," it means giving somebody the middle finger. Heh. Lovely fourth years aren't they?