A/N: okay you guys, here's the chapter you-might- have been waiting for!

Let me know if I should re-write it…

But I don't think it's THAT bad?

What about you eh?

Well, read it and see…..

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Hermione and Draco walked out of the bathroom hand in hand.

While Draco was 'grinning like an idiot', Hermione was growing increasingly worried.

"What would Harry and Ron say?" Was the main thought racing through her mind.

First off, Harry: She was pretty sure he wouldn't take it too badly. Okay, he would be pretty shocked and angry at the sight of his worst enemy (okay, worst human enemy if you're counting Lord Voldemort) with his best friend! Then, she supposed, once he listens to the story, he'll understand. On the other hand, he might be suspicious too, but it were understandable even if he was, which he might not be. She sighed.

She wasn't as worried about his reaction as much as Ron's though. Ron. She groaned to herself.

She was very sure, (positive really,) that Ron would, over-react, once again, thus making this whole situation a lot more difficult. She could just see the scene now. They'd meet Harry and Ron, they would see her holding hands with Malf-Draco, and then there would be outrage and uproar, (mostly from Ron) Harry would quiet down and ask her to explain, keeping a "wary eye" on M-Draco, But Ron, would still keep going and going and going, and there might even be curses sent!

Oh dear, oh dear…..

She cut off her thoughts to look at Draco. "He's 'grinning like an idiot'" She thought to herself and gave a small smile. "Sickle for your thoughts?" She asked him. "Oh, I'm just imagining the scene we're about to cause." He replied. "Urgh, I know." She said, the worry evident on her face.

Draco laughed. "You worry too much Hermione"

Hermione smiled and opened her mouth to say something when she was cut off by the sound of voices not too far away.

"Hermioneeeeeeee! Where are youuu? Are you okay?" Harry and Ron's voices were heard calling. Hermione groaned softly. "Hermioneee. Wh-" began Harry, turning the corner, but he stopped short when he saw them together. "Hermione?" began Harry, his voice dangerously low, which Hermione noted as a bad sign. "I-I can explain—" began Hermione but she was cut off by Ron's voice. "Harry? Did you find-Hermione?" He said, coming into view. He then caught sight of Draco. Or more importantly, his hand, which was holding Hermione's.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT GIT?" Ron Yelled at Hermione.

"—The fact is, Weasel," Said Draco, before Hermione could answer. "Me and Hermione darling, are madly in love, and she has agreed to dump YOU and run off with me." One look at Hermione and Harry could tell that Draco was just winding Ron up and that none of it was true, but unfortunately, Ron couldn't tell, for he yelled: "WHAT?!?" Hermione jabbed Draco with her elbow and rolling her eyes, said "Of course not, Ron! Me and Ron aren't even together.—Neither are me and M-Draco." She added hastily at the look on everyone's faces.

"DRACO?! YOU'RE ON FIRST NAME TERMS WITH HIM?" Yelled Ron, not noticing, thought Harry, that Hermione had stumbled a bit on his name.

"Ron, I think we should let 'Mione explain." Said Harry quietly.

"Thank you Harry." Hermione put in quickly as she saw that Ron was about to intterupt.

Ron closed his mouth and instead, settled for glaring at Draco. Draco, however, was 'grinning like an idiot' at Ron. "What?" Ron snapped. "Oh nothing." Said Draco airily."—You are so predictable Weasel," He blurted out, and then with a look from Hermione he said " Ahem. Anytime you're ready 'Mione." Earning him an even deeper glare from Ron at the use of her nickname while even Harry frowned.

"So after Potions I…" Began Hermione. She then proceeded to tell the whole story but keeping out Draco's "Confession of love" for which he was grateful and he showed it by adding unhelpful comments throughout the story making everything seem more exaggerated then it really was. Which really, had to be expected, said Hermione later on. And so, resulted in which when they finished telling the story, it seemed as if Hermione was suffering from a nervous breakdown, Harry and Ron had deserted her, and Draco had saved her from hysterics in a 'burst of goodness'.

Go figure.

"So," Harry said slowly, "You're friends with him 'Mione?"

"Yes." She said firmly. "What?" she snapped at Ron as he was opening and closing his mouth like a fish. "Nothing." He said shortly.

"So, are we all good?" asked Draco apprehensively, and even thought it might have seemed like it wasn't directed to anyone in particular, you could tell it was discreetly directed to Harry.

There was a nervous silence as everyone turned to look at Harry who seemed to be thinking.

Harry caught Draco's eye and they studied each other for a moment when Harry was hit with a sudden jolt of understanding. He looked in Draco's eyes and saw Draco's feelings for Hermione along with a small pleading look directed at him. "He knows." Thought Draco suddenly.

"But does he know I know he knows?" He looked at Harry again. Harry gave a look that seemed to say I-know-why-you're-doing-this-and-if-you-hurt-her-it'll-be-the-last-thing-you-ever-do-and-by-the-way-I-know-you-know-i-know.

Draco gave a almost imperceptible nod which Harry returned.

"Okay, I guess you're part of the gang now Malf—Draco." And he stuck out his hand to Draco.

"Okay then!" Said Draco, and laughing, he shook Draco's hand.

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