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AND NOW, THE AMAZING CHAPTER 7!

Disclaimer: HP BELONGS TO JK ROWLING!

Hermione POV

I awoke to the bright sunlight that shone through the window. I moaned and curled into Ron's form. Hmm... he feels really good, I thought to myself. I took a deep smell of the rich cologne that he wore and smiled. When did he get such a nice cologne? And the bed feels so soft. I could really get use to this.

"Hermione, if you keep on snuggling up to me I will be forced to think you actually like me," said a deep husky tone that sent wondrous shivers down my back.

Wait.

My eyes flew open and I sat upright. Beside me was NOT Ron Weasley.

"Draco Malfoy! What are you doing in my bed?" I hollered but he didn't even flinch.

"Well, Granger, this happened to be my bed. So the real question is why are you in my bed?" I took in Slytherin green sheets and realized that it was indeed Draco Malfoy's bed. Last nights events ran through my mind and I blushed. I fell asleep! He could've bloody killed me and I would've slept through it.

"Hmpf. Well leave so I can change in private," I said, arms crossed.

"Well, we are dating," he started, wiggling his eyebrows, "so I think it's perfectly fine if I stay." I slapped him open his head and pushed him off the bed.

"Oh for Merlin's sake, get out."

"Whatever you say Hermione," he sung out as he scrambled out the door and down the stairs. I made way into the bathroom and ran through my daily routine of spells and such to make myself more presentable. But shockingly there was little to do. Hm...I didn't have nightmares. Probably because I was so tired out... yes, that must be the answer.

By the time I was downstairs, Draco had already whipped up a nice platter of pancakes, some fruit, and coffee. Pretty good for a pureblood who used to live with house elves.

"Good morning, love," he greeted with a wink as he sat down on one of the chairs and patting the one next to him for me to sit. I did so hesitantly as I was just getting used to the concept of dating. Well dating someone like Draco Malfoy. Ron didn't get up to make breakfast or any meal at all. I usually did so myself.

"Good morning," I mumbled, sleep still blurring my thoughts. I took a bite of the pancakes and I turned to him as he was observing my reaction.

"Well?"

"It's... good I guess," I stated after I swallowed. He quirked an eyebrow and said, "Just 'good'? I was expecting a little more appreciation."

"Fine, it was amazing. Let me eat now," I said with a huff as he beamed and smirked. It was indeed delicious. How he learned to cook as such is beyond me, but I do know this, food is the way to any girl's heart.

As soon as I entered the studio, Dan put me to work, insistent that we do not let the movie fall behind schedule. Although many try to get more gossip out of me, we sticked to business and I was glad that Dan understood my discomfort. Just as we were ending and everyone was heading home, he pulled me aside.

"Hermione, I got a call from Britain News. They want an interview tomorrow night."

"Oh, I should be able to make it," I said, perplexed by his worried expression.

"They want to meet your new boyfriend as well."

...

What? The rumors about me and Draco haven't even been solidified yet! Well at least I haven't said anything yet! But it should be okay right? We'll just go as we planned.

"That should be fine. I'll let him know," I said hoping that Draco doesn't have anything planned already.

As I opened the door to my new flat, I was greeted by a landslide of noise.

"Draco! That doesn't match for Merlin's sake."

"Cissa, stop bustling over him and help find something for the mud- er I mean muggleborn."

"Pansy, Pansy! Get me my heels!"

I ventured into the living room to the view of items tossed every which way and the Malfoy family with some friends bustling about.

"What is going on?" I hollered. Everybody froze in their place, and it would have been quite comical if not for the situation I was in and who they were. Draco was first to step up.

"Darling, we have a party to attend in half an hour." His back was to the crowd so they missed the pleading gaze in which he directed at me. Did he plan on using puppy eyes to get to me every time?

"Draco, why didn't you tell me earlier?" I said, putting on a slightly excited but curious look instead of one that is annoyed and angered.

"Well, it was sort of last second. Now follow Pansy to our room and get ready." He gave me a small peck on the cheek before nudging me in the direction of the Slytherin and away from his disapproving parents. Parkinson led me upstairs to my room and when the door closed behind us, she whipped around and snarled.

"I swear, you filthy mudblood, if you plan on marrying my Draco, you can forget it. He deserves someone better than you and with higher status. Just because you helped Pothead destroy You-Know-Who doesn't make you any more than you were before." She was hissing in my face now and I must say she's even uglier up close. I walk around her and decided I might as well take advantage of my situation.

"Well, Pansy, I think Draco is mine not yours. And threaten me again and I will make sure my Draco hears about it. Got it?" I smirked as she only answered with a scowl, "How about you just help me get into my dress so we can get this over with?" And that she did. She helped me slip on a ball gown of many layers. The bodice was quite nice and very simple and although it was strapless, it did not show anymore than it should. From my waist, it flowed outwards in a way that made every step I took create a swishing sound. The entire gown was of multiple chiffon layers of light blues, purples, and greens, finished with speckles of diamonds here and there.

I have to say, I looked stunning. This dress made me feel...pretty. Parkinson threw me a pair of sparkling heels and left the room, lifting her chin and huffing as she did. A soft sigh left my lips as I finished preparing myself. I decided upon a simple updo, twisting my hair in braids that spiraled about on the back of my head, kept up with matching diamond pins and letting a few tendrils fall around my face. A bit of eyeliner and lipstick was the only makeup I applied and soon I, too, was making my way back to the living room.

"Are we ready to go?" I ask as I entered the room, drawing all the attention my way.

There was a moment of silence as they all took in my appearance. I received a slight nod of approval from Mrs. Malfoy, another scowl from Parkinson, and a stone faced expression from the Malfoy patriarch.

Draco was simply staring at me, his eyes bugging the slightest bit. A smile formed on his lips as he pulled me into a little hug, whispering in my ear, "Well, don't you clean up nice?" For some reason, I felt my cheeks blush and a smile battling to take over my face. Hmm... must be just the acting becoming too much.

"Well shall we?" he said as he pulled back. And he took my arm, twirled on the spot and we were apparating to who knows where.

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