Friday classes seemed to drag on forever for Hermione. For once in her life she couldn't wait for her classes to end. It would bring Hogsmeade that much closer and her date with Draco that much closer. She had no idea what she'd tell Harry and Ron.

"Oh, by the way Draco Malfoy's me taking me to Hogsmeade." She scoffed at the thought as Professor Vector droned on. Finally Hermione heard the magic words she'd been waiting for.

"Class dismissed." Hermione gathered her books and was one of the first out of the room. She ran into the common room nearly tripping on the way in. She ran into her room slamming the door and throwing her books on her bed. She pulled open her dresser drawer and silently peered in.

"What should I wear?" She wondered out loud.

"Anything is fine by me. Personally I think lavender is your color."

Hermione whirled around and saw Draco leaning against the doorframe.

"Honestly Granger, they make locks for a reason."

Hermione smiled and began walking towards him.

"Well I wouldn't have to use that lock if a certain person didn't burst in unannounced all the time." She said still grinning. She was now standing in front of him.

"Now if you don't mind I need to change." Draco briskly walked over and made himself in her vanity chair.

"Nope, I don't mind. You can model for me" Hermione stared at him as if he were crazy. Draco stared back, an amused look on his face.

"Fine be that way." She said pulling out her wand and pointing it at him.

"Locomotor chair." The chair steadily rose until it was an inch or so off the ground. Hermione led it out of the door with her wand and finally set it down in the common room. Draco crossed his legs and continued to stare, still highly amused.

"Smart Granger. You sure you don't want to model? I'm a great judge." His voice faded away as Hermione shut and locked the door. She ran back to her dresser and stared inside again.

"Hmm...What should I wear?"

Saturday seemed to take forever to arrive. Hermione had left early in the morning to meet Ron and Harry. She hadn't given a detailed excuse. She had simply said she had to tutor a third year Ravenclaw and they were meeting back at the school. Luckily they hadn't asked any questions. Hermione had finally found the perfect outfit. She had no clue where Draco would be taking her for dinner. All she had been told was to 'Dress nice.' Hermione made her way to the front of the castle where the carriages waited to take them down to Hogsmeade. Despite the fact she had nearly five hours until her date she couldn't help but be nervous. A date with Malfoy. Where was he taking her? Who would see them?

"Mione!" Hermione turned to Ron and gave him a stern look.

"What?" She snapped.

"We're here." Hermione looked out the window and saw Honeydukes along with Hogwarts students walking by. Her face turned red.

"Sorry Ron didn't mean to sound cross." The trio stepped out of the carriage. Hermione adjusted the bag which held the change of clothes she'd brought for her date. She didn't want to have to explain to Ron or Harry why she was dressed so nice for a weekend at Hogsmeade.

"Where should we go first?" Harry asked. Ron eagerly looked around.

"Honeydukes, I'm starving." Harry chuckled.

"Honeydukes it is than." Hermione looked around for Draco and couldn't help but feel disappointed when she didn't see him.

"Are you coming Hermione?" Harry called over his shoulder. Hermione nodded and jogged to catch up with Ron who was practically pulling Harry's arm off as he dragged him. Honeydukes was crowded as usual and it hadn't been long when Ron and Hermione lost Harry in the crowd. Ron continued to browse, drooling at every piece of candy he saw. He finally turned to Hermione.

"Can we go outside? We need to talk." Hermione nodded and nervously made her way outside right behind Ron. When they had finally made it outside Ron quickly pulled her into the alley next to Honeydukes. Ron's face looked flushed as though he had just been running and his eyes looked wide and scared. She felt the knot in her stomach grow together.

He found out about Draco…

"Ron what is it?" He looked uncomfortable and still looked scared.

"Is it Harry?" Ron shook his head.

"No nothing like that." Hermione hadn't yet released the breath she held in.

"So if it isn't Harry, what is it?" Ron took a deep breath. Than without warning Ron pressed his lips against hers. Hermione held still for a moment. Not sure what to do or think. Finally Ron pulled away and stared expectantly at Hermione.

"Ron...I...Uh..." Ron nodded.

"I get it. You don't have to explain." Hermione smiled weakly at him.

"Still friends?" Ron nodded, his face now turning bright red.

"Don't worry about it Ron." Hermione assured him.

"Want to go back?" Ron nodded.

"Yeah Harry will be waiting." Ron sprinted out of the alley, not bothering to wait for Hermione. She sighed and began walking out of the alley when she saw a glimpse of blonde hair and silver eyes fleeing from her in the direction of Hogwarts. Hermione felt her stomach drop. She rushed back to Honeydukes and found Ron and Harry.

"I'm really sorry, but I just remembered an Arithmancy paper I have to write. I'll see you guys later!" Hermione shouted over her shoulder as she rushed away. She made it back to Hogwarts in record time and it took all of her strength to not run to the common room. Finally she made it to the common room and quickly muttered the password, pushing the portrait open. She found Draco sitting on the couch staring at the fire. The room was eerily dark. Only the fire lit the room.

"Draco?" The knot in her stomach tightened as she sat next to him.

"Funny thing happened today," He began, still fixated on the fire.

"I saw you and Weasel kissing in an alley outside Honeydukes. Funny isn't it?" Hermione blushed.

"Draco, I..." Draco jumped off of the couch and stared coldly at her.

"Look Granger, if you want to shag other guys in an alley, be my guest, but not after you made a date with me." Hermione nodded trying hard not to yell back at him.

"I suppose you stopped listening before you heard me tell him I don't like him." Even in the dimly lit room Hermione could see pink rise up in his face. Hermione stood up and took Draco's hand.

"I'm telling you right now that you have nothing to worry about when it comes to Harry and Ron. I like you. Not them." She said matter of factly. Draco smirked.

"Yeah I suppose I could see why you like me and not them." Hermione laughed and playfully pushed him. As she did so Draco grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"Now I know it's a bit earlier than we planned, but would you like to go out for dinner?" Hermione nodded, her head resting against Draco's chest.

"Well than," He started, releasing her from his arms.

"Better go get ready. Remember dress nice." Hermione smiled and slowly sauntered to her room. She hastily slipped into her outfit and used a quick straightening spell she managed to find on her hair. She looked into the mirror a final time and opened the bedroom door. She saw Draco sitting on the coach and he quickly stood up as he heard the door open. He turned around and his eyes grew wide as he stared at Hermione.

"So...What do you think?" Hermione asked doing a little spin.

"Wow Hermione...You look...bloody gorgeous." Hermione stood in pair of skintight jeans and a light lavender peasant top blouse; her hair reached just below her shoulders and sparkled as if there were glitter in it. Hermione smiled.

"Thank you. Is this dressed up enough?" Draco held his arm out to her.

"It'll work fine and you're very welcome." Hermione took his arm as they both began walking to the common room door.

"Draco, you're staring. Hermione said, laughing a little.

"I can't help it. You're beautiful." Hermione blushed and looked away.

"I do believe I'm falling for you Granger..." Hermione smiled and tightened her grip on Draco's arm as they stepped through the portrait.