Professor Vector hadn't opened the classroom yet when I arrived, so I had to wait outside with the other Ravenclaws and him. I stood next to a statue of Patty the Psycho, leaning on it and reviewing my notes when he walked over to me.

"Hi love," he said.

I ignored him and kept on reading.

"What is that, perfume?" he asked.

"No, I threw out the trash and it all fell on me instead. Yes, it is perfume," I say snappishly.

"What's it smell like?" he asks with a smirk.

"Like perfume?" I say, shaking my head in exasperation.

He smirks and leans in.

"What the bloody hell are you doing!" I screech as he moves his head near my neck.

"Hm.." he said, stepping back.

"You.. you.. what did you do that for!" I ask indignantly.

"Ruby red grapefruit, boysenberry bush flower and Hawaiian wedding flower- not bad," he says, leaning in again to smell me.

"Oh no you don't," I say as I step backward.

"You shouldn't have done that," he said mockingly, as I let out an 'eep' at feeling the stone behind my back.

He put his hands on either side of me on the wall, leaned in and took in my scent again.

"What did you do that for!" I ask waspishly.

"I just wanted to know what you smelt like," he said. "Vector's here," he said, walking away.

I shook my head and gathered my schoolbooks, walking to the classroom.

He invaded my personal space!

Well, you didn't tell him what it smelt like.

That's still no reason to lean in and sniff near me!

You're just rattled because he made you feel nervous and excited.

What are you on about?

The question is, what are you on?

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I was invited by the Muggle Studies professor to attend his class, mainly because they needed someone to discuss movies with them. I agreed, and owled my parents to send a certain movie.

Professor Higgins admitted that he had the equipment needed for the movie, but couldn't work his way around the magic to keep the objects from going haywire. I told him that the equipment would be ready in a week if he sent them to Mr. Weasley, who could do something about them. He agreed and set the movie for next week.

One week later, I walked into his classroom of fifth to seventh years. It was odd, but I figured that not many people planned to take the class so he just assembled them all together.

"Hi, good morning," I said calmly.

"Why are you here Hermione?" Ernie Macmillan asked.

"I'm here because Professor Higgins asked me to explain more about movies to you." I said, pulling out my research.

For the next half hour, I discussed what movies were, how they came to be and what technology was used to create them. To my surprise, some Slytherins were especially curious about how movies were made. As I was discussing, I looked around at the faces rapt with attention, and saw.. Malfoy?

"Here is a copy of a movie that I think you'd like," I said, holding up a DVD of The Illusionist. "You'd be amused at their concept of magic, but it's a good movie."

I put the DVD in, and turned off the lights in the room with "Nox."

Professor Higgins waved to me, to sit in the back with him. I headed over and sat a few seats away from him. Minutes later, I was joined by Malfoy.

"Fancy seeing you here love," he said, at once taking my hand.

I pulled it out of his grasp and said tartly, "I'm not your love, and shut up, the movie's starting."

"Oh, you're not my love, but you let Blaise call you love all the time. So are you together?" he asked.

"I don't see why it's your business, but no we're not going out," I snapped.

"Good for me then," he said, smiling.

Seeing Malfoy smile is honestly the creepiest thing ever.

It beats Voldemort by a whole lot.

I ignored his comment and started to get into the movie. We were at the part where Eisenheim saw Sophie for the first time since coming back, and on stage, when he said quietly, "Hermione."

"What now?" I hissed, turning to look at him. "You know what, I-"

I quickly moved back as he suddenly leaned in to kiss me. I had half a mind to slap him then and there.

"Are you mad!" I said angrily. I stood up and informed Professor Higgins that I had to leave early, and thanked him for asking me to discuss for that class.

I walked out of the classroom, and almost immediately Malfoy walked out. I was torn between running away or standing my ground and yelling at him.

I just walked as fast as I could, with him trying to keep up.

"Hermione, I'm really sorry," he said, jogging a bit.

"You know what, it's so obvious that you just want to play with me. Please just give it up before I do something really bad to you," I snarled.

"Is it the good kind of bad?" he smirked.

I just cannot believe him!

"What do you think? NO!" I said, stopping suddenly to face him. He bumped into me, and I fell backwards. He caught me before I fell however, and for a moment I stared into his eyes.

The odd thing was, he looked serious, not mocking at all.

"Please let me go," I said as I righted myself.

As I walked away, he called out my name again.

"Yes?" I asked icily.

"I can see Blaise has some hold on you. I just want you to know that I'll break that hold soon. We're friends but you're worth it," he said, smirking.

I scowled and walked away.

What did he mean by Blaise having a hold on me?

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Good morning people! Haha..:P I update at the weirdest times..

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Queen of Serpents: Ahh, that will come up a little later.. hehXD

Un Petit Diable: Yeah.. as Ron would put it, she's going mental! Wahahaha:P

Padfoot's Sidekick: It's one of my current faves:) And there's going to be more of the dialogue soon..:P