Still, low rating for this one as well. Sorry guys, I know you wanted more and this one is kinda short, I promise to write longer chapter next, and as soon as I can. This chapter however is essential in a way. I'm already working on the next chapter.

Too much caffeine and enormous lack of sleep

Anyways, R&R! I wouldn't post these here if I didn't want any reviews…

The next morning, Hermione woke up, lying quietly on her bed. She replayed the events of the last night, she wasn't sure if it had all been a dream. It had felt like a dream anyways. After a few minutes, she got up, changed her pyjamas into her school robes. She went down to the Great Hall to have some breakfast and found Harry and Ron already sitting there. Hermione glanced at the Ravenclaw table to see if Fleur was there, but she was nowhere around. She sat next to Ron and gathered some toast on her plate. Absent-mindedly she was sipping her tea, staring the empty space in front of her. Harry awoke her from her trance, waving his hand in front of her face.

"What's gotten into you?" he asked, slightly amused.

"Oh, um… Nothing, just thinking about the subjects I have today," she lied.

"Right. So, what did you girls talk about last night?" Harry asked, still slightly amused.

"What! How did you… I mean, who do you mean?" Hermione wasn't sure what Harry meant, he could not possibly know about last night. Could he?

"I couldn't get any sleep either, I usually just check the map if something interesting comes up," he stated. "And I couldn't have missed such activity as you sneaking out, running around the school grounds and meeting up with one of the guests."

"I was not meeting with anybody, well, not intentionally at least. She just happened to be there," I said quickly.

"Oh, so, what did you talk about?" he asked, his tone changed from amusing to casual.

"Just girls' stuff. You wouldn't understand," she said, more heatedly than she intended. She then gave Harry a determined stare, stating that she would not discuss this matter anymore. She was feeling rather relieved though. At least now she knew she wasn't dreaming. She turned to Ron, who hadn't said anything yet. She noticed why he hadn't said a word, and she couldn't help rolling her eyes, seeing what distracted Ron so much. He was staring at the Ravenclaw table, now occupied by Beauxbatons students, including Fleur. Fleur was staring at her direction, when their eyes met; she smiled and continued to eat her breakfast.

"Did you see that Harry! She smiled at me, the Veela girl smiled at me!" Ron was now talking to Harry, his eyes about to pop out and his jaw fallen to the floor.

"Veela? Again, Ron, she is not a Veela," Hermione said, feeling rather frustrated. She ignored the rest of the conversation between Ron and Harry and finished her breakfast. She got up to get her books from the Gryffindor tower. She hadn't even walked out of the Great Hall yet when she felt someone grab her arm. She turned around and was a little surprised to see Fleur staring at her.

"I would like to talk to you, after ze lessons if zat is fine?" she asked, staring at Hermione, her expression unreadable.

"S-sure," Hermione answered, stammering as she wasn't sure what the French girl wanted to talk about. She didn't have a chance to ask her, Fleur just nodded and walked away. Hermione stood there for a while, noticed soon how stupid she must look and left to the Gryffindor tower.

She had gotten her books from her room, and was on her way out when she ran into Ron and Harry in the common room.

"What did she say? Anything about me?" Ron cornered her immediately. She gave Harry a confused look; Harry just chuckled and shrugged.

"No, Ron, she did not mention you. Just asked for my help with something,"

Hermione couldn't help feeling a little bit self-satisfied. She knew Ron was jealous at her; he would have probably given anything to be in her position right now. Hermione stared at Ron's blank face for a moment, thinking if she should just beat the beaten and tell him about last night. But she decided not to and walked out of the portrait, the boys trailing after her. Harry didn't mention about Hermione's nightly adventures again, just shot a few curious glances at Hermione during the lessons.

TBC…