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Draco stumbled into the common room, grumbling angrily. Hermione was busy doing her homework intently by the blazing fire. Finally she looked up to see what the racket was and she sighed.

"What are you doing?" she asked, looking back down at her homework and scribbling down some answers.

"Nothing," he said tiredly, slumping down on the couch.

"Hey I think it's time for a round of truth," Hermione mentioned casually. "And I'll start us off."

Draco groaned as he sat up to face Hermione on the other couch.

"I'm going to ask her how she feels about Seamus now that I heard he yelled at her," Draco thought.

"Go," he said tiredly as he cast the truth spell.

"Well, what happened at Quddiditch practice?" she asked calmly, not looking up from her homework.

"Potter and Weasely ambushed me and made me look like a gay fool," Draco said irritably, letting out a dry laugh.

Hermione was silent but didn't look at Draco.

"Would your dad ever kill you?" she wondered again.

"Yes, he almost has," Draco explained, laying down and squeezing his eyes shut.

"How did your dad do that?" she asked, finally looking up from her paper, shocked.

Draco didn't look at her.

"Sometimes Granger, I feel like beating the bloody pulp out of your nosy ass," Draco said furiously. "It was after the Dreamer thing. He came into my room and shot the Adava Kedarvra curse at me but luckily it missed."

"I wish that curse would have hit you," Hermione mumbled, pulling out a pair of black sunglasses from underneath her back. "But now it's your turn."

Draco glared and cleared his throat.

But then he stared at her black sunglasses.

"When did you get those sunglasses?" Draco asked, studying the sunglasses intently.

"Yesterday."

Hermione let out a stifled giggle, and Draco raised his eyebrow.

"How much were they?" he asked curiously.

"Twenty dollars," Hermione replied, giggling.

Draco was frustrated because he didn't know why she was giggling so much.

"Is the brand Amierland and Brooke?" Draco asked once more, as Hermione put on her black sunglasses with rhinestones.

"Nope."

Hermione let out a big laugh, and started to go up the stairs to her room.

"Granger! I demand you to get back here and let me ask you three questions!" Draco yelled.

Hermione took off the truth spell and yelled down at him, "You just wasted your three questions!"

Draco stood their dumbfounded.

"How in the hell can I be so thick?"

Draco then started to hit his head on the wall. He just wasted 3 questions! What an idiot!

As the night progressed, Hermione and Draco were getting a good sleep.

Hermione suddenly woke up, because somehow in her sleep she remembered that she didn't finish her homework.

She headed down stairs to the common room and started to do her homework by the fire. She liked doing her homework down stairs because the fire calmed her. It was one in the morning and she was sleepy, it felt like weights were pushing her eyelids down.

But it was her priority to finish her homework.

CRASH

A yelling was echoing through the room up by hers.

Draco's.

Hermione, because she was worried, headed up towards Draco's room.

Why did she care about Draco screaming?

She knocked on the door, and out tumbled Draco, followed by Lucius, who had him in a headlock.

"Her-mion-ee," Draco said in a strained and out of breath voice. He was turning red.

I was frozen to the spot.

Oh shit.

"Miss Granger," Lucuis drawled.

Hermione gulped.

"Surely you won't be telling of this...?"

Lucius had a malicious glint in her eye.

Hermione found some courage buried deep beneath her heart.

CRIANKK

Hermione punched Lucuis in the face, letting out a slight yelp because her hand started to throb with pain and made him release Draco from his strong grip.

Hermione hurriedly took Draco by the wrist and helped him up as Lucuis searched for his wand.

Hermione was pulling Draco by the wrist as the bolted out of the room and headed for Dumbledore's office. Lucius was charging after them, getting faster with each step. Then Draco changed directions and made a sharp turn. Both of them were terrified. Their breaths were getting heavy and raggedy, and they were starting to slow down. They were about to faint from running so fast. Draco and Hermione kept running anyway. Thank you, adrenaline. Hermione had a strong grip on Draco's wrist, and Draco got his hand loose, and quickly linked hands with Hermione. She quickly noticed by the warmth of his big and sweaty hands. She looked down, let out a slight gasp, because Draco was holding her hand tightly and because her hand had developed a cut from hitting Lucius in the face, but kept running because Lucius was coming for them. Hermione looked up at Draco nervously, her face with a very worried mask plastered on it. Draco looked down at her and gave her a nod of reassurance. Draco knew they were going to get through this. He was coughing madly but they could still see him speeding down the corridor. Finally he tripped and when his jaw hit the floor, it made a large cracking noise. Hermione let out a shriek but Draco shushed her. She shut up quickly and then they met Dumbledore, sauntering around the corridor.

"Professor Dumbledore!" they almost yelled.

"I know. I saw Lucius. Are you two okay?" he asked, his blue eyes twinkling.

"Yes," they both replied, breathing heavily. They were dead tired.

Dumbledore smiled.

"Oh are you two perhaps...in a relationship?" Dumbledore asked, looking down at their linked hands.

Draco and Hermione had forgot all about it. They quickly unlinked hands and said "NO!" in a disgusted voice.

Dumbledore chuckled, and went on his way.

"Soulmates," Dumbledore mumbled as he strolled off.

On the way back, they were silent.

Until Draco started an argument, that is.

"Why were you holding my hand?"

"Why did you reach for it?"

"Why did you keep holding my hand?"

"Your grip was too strong."

"You should have felt how hard you were holding on to my wrist!"

"I bet it wasn't that hard."

"Then why don't I show you?"

Draco held Hermione's wrist tightly.

"Ow!"

"See!"

"Shut up."

"No, you shut up!"

"I'm still wondering why you kept holding onto my hand."

"Well, I was scared and when I'm scared some times I need comfort! And unfortunately, you were the only one around!"

"Whatever. You just fancy me, I know it!"

"Are you kidding me? I would never like someone as foul and repulsive as you!"

"Your just saying that to cover up how much you like me!"

"Well, you're just saying that I like you because you want me to admit that I like you because you like me!"

"Can't think of anything to say, can you?"

"No, that was just really confusing."

"Liar."

"Bookworm."

"White bouncing ferret."

"Prude."

"That was uncalled for. Prat!"

"Granger."

"Malfoy."

"Hermione!"

"DRACO! I WIN!"

CRASH

"Um... I was trying to tell you that you were going to bump into that wall."

"I think I know now, thank you."

"Need any help?"

"Yes!"

"Well, too bad."

"MALFOY!"

"No."

"Fine, I'll get up myself."

"It's funny how you have a large bruise on your head now."

"Shut up. I'm not in the mood."

"Well, I'm not in the mood either!"

"You're name's not beaver?"

"And I thought you were the smart one!"

"Malfoy, shut your mouth."

"Shut your dirty man pleaser. I bet you don't please any men with that mouth."

"You are PERVERTED!"

"You are a PRUDE!"

"YOU NEED TO SHUT UP!"

"Up yours, my lady."

"Go masturbate with your boyfriend Blaise."

"That really hurt."

"Ugh. I'm just going to do my homework now."

"Fine."

"Prick."

"Prude."

"OW!"

Hermione stood satisfied after she threw a book at Draco.

Well, at least that shut him up...

Draco had told Hermione to wait in the common room before going to breakfast. Tapping her foot on the ground impatiently, she still waited for him to come out.

The door was slightly open, so Hermione ran up and pushed it open.

There Draco was, scribbling away on parchment.

"Let's go, you said you wanted me to come with you, which I don't even know why I should be in the first place," Hermione said irritably.

"Hold on! Please wait!" he whined.

"What are you writing anyway?" she asked curiously.

"Oh well. I'm done now," Draco stated, as Hermione quickly snatched the paper out of his hands.

Hermione slowly scanned the letter. Or Howler, I should say.

"Why did you put hugs and kisses?" she asked him, raising an eyebrow so high that it almost flew into space.

Draco was silent. He then ushered Hermione out the room and started a long conversation about how hot emo blokes look.

At breakfast, many people were talking about the upcoming event, the Fall Ball. Last night, all the prefects went and posted all the posters.

Voices kept repeating, "Who are you going to take?", or "What are you going to wear?".

The students of Hogwarts seemed very eager for this event, because the Great Hall was much louder than usual.

Hermione's current worry was that she wouldn't be able to find a date for the Fall Ball.

The thoughts were coming down on her like a tidal wave and she couldn't escape it.

Then an owl silently swooped in out of nowhere, and dropped an envelope on Hermione's lap. She quickly ripped it open and found a gold letter.

Granger,
Watch this.
Everyone's in for a great show today, not like yesterday where I foiled my own plans...

DM

Hermione set the letter down and watched as hundreds of owls poured in the Great Hall, swarming about and dropping Howlers.

Everytime someone opened their Howler, it yelled, "OH WHERE IS THE LOVE." Or, "PLEASE SPREAD THE LOVE. HUGS AND KISSES, DRACA.".

Hermione was just bewildered at the moment. How did Draco manage to get the teachers away every time?

Lights suddenly lost their power and flickered off. Students were freaking out, and other's were using the dark to their advantage...

A spotlight fell on the wall, close to the ceiling. Everyone was silent now.

Down came Draco, sitting on a pink heart, blowing kisses to everyone. Laughter was emitted throughout the Great Hall.

He had on some fluffy bunny ears, a pink suit, with a pink bow in his hair.

Draco had a silver microphone in his hand and began to sing, terribly off-key.

"Oh... baby. Where is the love?"

Zillions of little confetti hearts showered the Great Hall.

Then he put on a black top hat and started to sing again.

"Oh honey... Where are some lovers?"

A couple of blokes wolf-whistled. It seemed that Draco had being gay a new trend for blokes these days...

Draco smiled seductively, and continued to sing.

"Where is my baby-cakes?"

Little pieces of chocolate fell from the ceiling, kids opening their mouths wide to swallow the sweet candy.

"YOUR MY CANDY PEOPLES!"

Draco pranced on his pink heart gayily, singing to his heart's content.

SNITTICH.

The rope broke and Draco was flying down to the floor, the pillow right below him.

He drifted farther from the large pillow, and then he finally hit the Slytherin table with a loud "THUD".

Blaise let out a muffled scream.

"GET YOUR ASS OFF OF ME!" he hollered.

Draco was burying Blaise, like he was dirt and Blaise was a hole.

Blaise was about to slide out of his seat and touch the cold hard floor.

"GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!"

Then Pansy, who was holding a grudge against Draco, took one of Draco's legs that were failing in the air and pulled it forward.

"AHHHHHHHHH!" Draco yelled at the top of his lungs, everyone in the Great Hall.

Because Pansy pulled his leg forward, Draco tumbled backwards off Blaise and hit the marble floor, his face growing an unconscious look on it.

Pansy shrieked, tried to pick him up, but just dragged him to the hospital wing.

Hermione was shocked, frozen. The look on his face was terrifying.

She just hoped he would be okay in the end...

Soon, everyone became silent, and began to eat in peace once again.

"Hermione," Ron said with his mouth full, interrupting her thoughts. "Are we still going to help Neville get his dream girl in two days?"

"Yeah, we are. Think of how happy Neville will be when he actually gets the girl of his dreams!" Hermione said cheerfully, taking a bite out of her apple.

Harry smiled and continued to munch on his toast.

"Well actually, we should also find out what Snape's been up to. I've been a cautious around him lately, with all this animagus talk. All three of us should take some time for that too," Harry suggested.

"I totally agree with you Harry," Hermione said, as she looked to the end of the Great Hall.

There was Seamus, strolling down to their table, stopping to talk to a certain ex-girlfriend of his...

Hermione's hair literally stood on her back like a cat because she was so mad. Her blood was boiling so much that she felt herself heat up another 3 degrees.

Harry and Ron looked at her sympathetically.

"If you don't feel comfortable with Seamus, just break your relationship off," Harry whispered.

"I don't know. Maybe I'll just give him a couple more days to shapen up," Hermione said, running off to her sanctuary, the library.

As Hermione quickly sauntered down the corridor, her feet moving fast to carry her to the library, she was thinking about what had Harry told her a couple of days ago.

Seamus was cheating on you...

Hermione shook the thoughts of him off her madly and sat down in the library and began to read.

The last thing her mind said before she fell asleep was "Be careful. Don't let him get to you."

Hermione was whisked away from reality and into her dreams.

When she awoke, Draco was looking down on her, his white diamond studded sunglasses on.

"Granger what the hell are you doing?" he asked rudely, tipping the chair over so she fell out.

"Well, I was sleeping until someone came," she said assertively.

A 6th year passed by and smiled.

"Hey, nice sunglasses," he said, nodding at them.

"Oh my God thank you! Don't you just love how shiny they are and-"

Draco was interrupted by the guy.

"No, not you. Her."

Draco glared.

"Get away!" he hissed. The 6th year ran like there was no tomorrow.

Hermione laughed.

"You are so gay."

"I know I am. Not."

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