A/N: I'm sooo sorry for waiting sooo long to update the story. I was going crazy because I was losing the love that I had when I first started the story. I loved writing the first two chapters and then it went down hill from there, so I thought that I'd get back to the reason I wanted to write the story and I'll plan it all out. I've had a rough last few months so I've hadn't had much time to write anything. Again I say that I'm sorry from the bottom of my heart and if everything goes as planned you won't have to wait very long for the next installment.

Hermione smirked when she heard the first Slytherin start humming as she walked to her first class. Oh revenge will be sweet, she thought to herself. Then she stopped.

"Watch it," some third year Ravenclaw said as she bumped into the bushy haired girl.

Hermione murmured an apology as the girl walked by.

Why was she pressing the singing in the morning? She would hate it if someone woke up singing every morning too. In fact it seemed more like flirting than really getting one up on Malfoy. But no, she couldn't possibly want to flirt with that git. Sure he was hot. There wasn't a girl in all of Hogwarts that wouldn't say Draco Malfoy wasn't one sexy beast. However, Hermione always left the issue at that. How did she find herself to be flirting with the one soul that made her hate herself for what she never had any control over?

Out loud she said, "I'm going crazy."

"I'd say so," Ron said from behind her.

"What's going on," Harry asked.

"Oh don't worry about it. My mind is just going a mile a minute."

"About?"

Hermione phrased the statement as a question more than she would have liked, "The N.E.W.T.'s?"

"Yeah that would be what you're worried about and it's only the second day." Ron said with a laugh.

"What took you two?"

Harry sent Ron a look and then said, "Ron forgot a book back in the Tower, so we had to go back for it."

"Oh…" Hermione didn't believe it for a second.

Draco was lost in his thoughts as he was making his way to his Charms class when he was cornered by two people that he knew would pull him to the side eventually. He just glared at Potter and Weasley.

"Malfoy, we just want you to know that if you hurt Hermione in anyway this year, you'll have us to deal with," Ron said.

"Weasel if I'm lucky I won't have to see Granger at all this year."

Harry spoke this time, "Just take it as a warning, what with the humming and all. I can't imagine you being of the cheery sort in the morning. Don't touch her or we'll make sure you will suffer."

"Oh how touching, trying to protect the pride of Gryffindor. Honestly, get a life you two. I don't go out of my way to talk to those beneath me," Draco had to fight not wincing by what he had just said. How many more lies would he have to tell before he could come clean?

"Just watch yourself, Malfoy. Hermione could most likely do more harm than we could. You haven't heard her sing…" Ron laughed.

"Shove off Weasel you're just jealous that she'll be singing to me in the morning," Draco said walking away from the two boys.

Ron chuckled at the misery that Malfoy would be in when the morning came.

Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape were lounging in the Headmaster's office in front of the fireplace that was showing the events happening in the Head dormitories. They watched on as they drank wine like they were gathered around the fireplace like Muggles around a television.

Hermione walked into the common room after classes for the day.

"I guess Malfoy that you didn't quite understand what it was that I was saying this morning. I promise I'll be singing tomorrow…"

"You really don't want to do that, now, do you Granger?"

"I told you what would happen if you didn't get those pesky Slytherins off their little humming tirade," Hermione shrugged as she plopped onto the chair across from Malfoy, "Now you have to deal with the consequences."

"Seriously, you don't want to do that. It won't be pretty when you show up in the hospital wing before breakfast."

Hermione rolled her eyes at him and pulled out her potions textbook. She had just turned to the page that she had been looking for when something hit her lap. It was a letter from the Headmaster.

Draco explained, "It seems that we have to have another heart to heart Granger; I guess the last one we had wasn't good enough."

"When did this show up?" Hermione said reading over the letter.

"It was on the table when I got here."

"Well, how are we going to go about this? Why don't we do it some other time? I've got a load of homework that has to be done."

"Don't you have it all done until the Winter break?"

"No you prat it's only the second day of term."

Draco sneered at her, "Don't think that I want this anymore than you do. If we get this over with now we won't have to deal with each other for the rest of the year."

"Fine, how was your day? Make anyone cry?"

"Oh I was having an off day only ten first years," Draco said sarcastically, "How was your day? Did you have to spoon feed Potter at dinner?"

"Sod off."

"That old coot that runs this school is absolutely mad if he thinks he'll get us on speaking terms," Draco said under his breath.

"I heard that you prick. Dumbledore is not insane… at least I hope not."

Draco flicked his wand and a bottle of Firewhiskey appeared along with two glasses.

Hermione looked like she was going to scream, "You don't think that I'm going to drink again do you? I refuse to break the school rules, I am not getting my position revoked on a count of your Slytherin self." She meant it as an insult and there was no mistaking the tone of her voice but the boy in question just smirked at her.

"The letter specifically said 'by any means necessary', and Granger if I'm not mistaken you'll get that title revoked if we don't get to know one another."

"Who did I piss of in my past life to deserve to be stuck here with Malfoy," Hermione didn't even bother to lower her voice as she reached for her glass.

Back in the Headmaster's office the three observers refilled their glasses and sat down for what was promising to be a good show.