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A/N: Hey I know I haven't put a chapter up in a while but I've just been really busy, but don't worry the holidays are over. School is in session unfortunately, so here you go chapter fifteen.

Chapter 15

Hermione felt the sun shine on her face. "Thank God it's Saturday."

She rolled over to go back to sleep but was interrupted by a tap at her window, she looked up to see an owl.

Slowly and angrily she made her way to the window and took the note from the owl.

To Miss Granger,

Sorry this is such short notice but there is a prefects and head leaders meeting this morning at 9:00 am, it is vital that you attend it concerns the mid-year ball. Don't be late.

Professor Dumbledore.

Hermione grunted. "That was short notice alright. I better have a shower that should wake me up."

So she gathered her clothes and headed to the bathroom.

As she got closer she heard a voice singing.

"You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off of you. You'd be like heaven to touch. I wanna hold you so much. At long last love has arrived and I thank God I'm alive you're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off of you..."

She leaned in to the door. "That voice sounds familiar. But who sings that beautifully?"

She continued listening before she remembered just where she had heard that voice.

"Dejavu." She giggled to herself remembering her premonition of Draco, unfortunately it didn't end the same way.

She didn't realise how far in to the bathroom she was and accidentally knocked over one of the bottles on the basin causing Draco to stop singing.

"Who's out there? Tell me now or so help me God I'll make you tell me."

Hermione turned to run out but noticed that the sleeve to her top got caught on one of the hinges. She pulled her hardest but just couldn't get lose, so she did the only thing possible.

I have to take my top off; but I just bought this top, please dear Lord let me have something on underneath.

She literally tore her top off to see that she thankfully forgot to take her bra off the following night. Seeing her chance to leave she slowly crept out of the bathroom then ran like the wind blew.

Draco being lazy took his time getting out of the shower to see no one. "I must have been hearing things. Hold on a minute."

He noticed a bit of pink material dangling off the hinges of the door. He picked it up and examined it.

"I could have sworn that Granger was wearing this last night." He smirked to himself as a plan revealed itself in his mind.

Meanwhile Hermione decided to ditch the shower and went straight to the meeting.

They all met in the library, she immediately saw Ron and Harry and sat with the both of them, they were the prefects for Gryffindor. Dumbledore decided there'd be two prefects per house this year.

"Now that everyone is here I will give you all a set of instructions for what is expected of a ball and I will leave you for an hour to sort everything out, when I return I expect you all to be finished with a decision. She handed out a piece of parchment to everyone to read. "I will be back at 10:05am."

Then Professor McGonagall left the leaders to chat.

Hermione of course was talking to Ron and Harry getting an update on everything that had happened in there lives. But in the corner of her eye she could see Draco staring, more of a glare if anything.

I told you Granger, you've messed with the wrong person and I always win.

Draco stood up from his seat to put his plan into action. He strolled leisurely over to Hermione still staring at her and shoved Harry out of the way.

Draco then pulled out Hermione's top and placed it in her hands.

"Here darling you left this in my room last night, sorry it's a bit torn but that's what happens in the heat of the moment. I hope you had as much fun as I did." He then kissed her on the cheek and walked back to his seat, this time smirking at her.

Silence.

Everyone's jaw dropped down to the ground, including Hermione's.

Harry was the first to react. "Hermione what is he talking about?" He asked, the anger boiling inside. "Is what he's saying the truth?"

Everyone's eyes were now at Hermione. She couldn't believe what happened. But then she gave a slight smile, much to Draco's surprise.

You think you're so slick Malfoy. Well two can play that game.

"Don't worry I had fun too, how about we continue our little session later on tonight. Is 8:00 alright for you... Draco?"

Everyone's attention now turned to Draco.

He was totally caught off guard this time.

No this isn't supposed to happen. That little bitch thinks she can turn on me. Calm down Draco, play along with it. She'll get what she deserves.

For the second time he rose from his seat, strolled over to hers and placed his hands on the table behind her. He leaned in so that he was only centimetres away from her face.

He then whispered just loud enough for everyone to hear. "How about we continue our little session now?"

He was now leaning in closer and closer, but he could see that she wasn't going to back away. They were both as stubborn as eachother. Once again she could feel his breathe on her, smell his scent.

No turning back now, I have to do this. Ferret boy will back out soon anyway... won't he?

She was now starting to worry as she could see he wasn't going to pull away. There noses were now touching, Hermione tilted her head to let him kiss her when all of a sudden.

"MALFOY YOU BASTARD GET THE FUCK OFF HER BEFORE I TEAR YOUR FUCKEN HEAD OFF."

Harry and Ron had already leapt from there seats and pulled Draco off her.

"Herms what do you think you're doing fraternizing with the enemy. Are you crazy? "

She was still trying to breathe let alone listen to Ron moan again.

"Look guys I have to go to ... do some stuff, kay. Sorry but just tell McGonagall that I had to... do some stuff."

Hermione stood from her seat, threw her bag on her back and sprinted out.

As soon as she left, whispers were heard like humming bees.

Ron and Harry were not impressed by her little stunt. Not one bit.

They both put there heads down together. "Ron what do we do, she's not supposed to be with her she's supposed to be with me- I mean with us, you know since we're her best friends and all." Harry blushed at his slip up, but Ron was too angry to even notice.

"We have to find out what's going on before she does something she regrets. We both know she wouldn't do that, maybe he put her under some little spell. We have to find out Harry, and we will. I have a plan."

While Harry and Ron were contemplating there evil plan, Draco was still mesmerised.

She nearly kissed me. She wasn't even going to let up either I could see it in her eyes. If it wasn't for dumb and dumber I would have tasted those lips, felt her breath on my cheek, felt her skin under my touch once again... No bad Draco, what am I thinking? Father would kill me if he knew I was thinking these horrid thoughts. Why are Weasel and Pothead glaring at me, it's not my fault I got there girl. But if that's how she wants to play it then fine, let the games begin.

He gave his famous smirk and sat back in his seat quite content with himself.

"Why is ferret boy smirking like that?" Harry asked gesturing to Draco.

"I don't know, but don't worry once we're finished with him he'll be crying, that's not important back to our plan."

Harry and Ron went back to devising unknown to Draco just what was around the corner.

A/N: I'm so sorry it's been a while remember I've been busy. Please review. And pretty pretty pretty please no burns. Ta! :)