Disclaimer: Nope, I've yet to own anything of JK Rowling's… sorry.

Author's note: Another wonderful chapter is in our midst… lol. I'm in semi love with this story. It's my favorite. Oh, and, I'm sorry for those hopes I destroyed in the idea of which house the girls were separated into.

Previously: "What's your point? You're the same girl. Your sister is too. So, without even going upon her head, I shall place you both in..."

Chapter Eleven (Wow, eleven.)

"Gryffindor," the hat finished calmly. McGonagall moved to place the hat on Ginny but it protested. "No, no, they shall both go in Gryffindor." McGonagall nodded and brushed the girls away with their hands. Hermione and Ginny sauntered coolly to the spot in between Harry and Ron, which they had conveniently saved. The four exchanged smiles as chattering burst through the all. Dumbledore tapped his glass and waited.

"Now, I must say that the forbidden forest is still forbidden," he eyed Harry, Hermione, and Ron, "and that if you wish to see all the prohibited things, see Mr. Filch's office. For now, tuck in." Food appeared at the wave of his hand. Students let their voices rise once more as they began to pile their plates with the scrumptious foods.

Hermione stared as Ron stuffed his mouth with food and attempted to talk concurrently. Her mouth was slightly agape, and she quickly closed it. "Ron," she swallowed her food before speaking more, "you really shouldn't eat and speak at the same time. One: You are not that talented. Two: It's disgusting. Three: None of us wish to wear Hogwarts food, especially after it's been regurgitated." Ginny nodded vigorously in agreement and Harry smiled.

The rest of the dinner passed without conflict. Once it was over, Hermione and Ginny headed towards the Heads/Prefects dorm. On the fifth floor, a portrait of a dragon allowed them to enter to the password Mirror Image. Many prefects had already arrived and were gaping at the rooms. The head boy was yet to be seen. Hermione walked into her room. The bed was a queen size with soft scarlet sheets and a thick black blanket. Across from her bed, there was a vanity near her walk in closet and a desk to the left of those. Another dresser was to the right. On the right side of her bed, one door led to the bathroom that she and Draco would share. (The prefects had their own bathroom.) On the left of her bed, glass French doors led to a balcony shared by her and Draco.

Hermione left her room and went through another door they led to a hallway. This hallway had five doors. Four of which had on of the house animals on them so she figured they led to common rooms and noted the matter. She opened the last one and found a kitchen. She smiled. She flicked her wand and coffee began to brew. It was done in seconds and she poured herself a cup, adding a small amount of milk and a bit of sugar. She breathed in the scent and took it into the common room where teenagers were bustling around, discussing their rooms. She sat on the couch in the middle of all the commotion and sipped her coffee.

"Coffee?" Draco took a seat next to her.

"Yes, I've acquired a taste for it," she side-glanced him and smiled slightly. Blaise sat on the other side of her.

"Mmmm… coffee. I thought I smelt it."

"There is more in the kitchen."

"We have a kitchen?"

"Yes, down that hallway," she pointed and continued, "plus doors to all the house common rooms.

"Oh."

"So, Malfoy, does he know?" she eyed Blaise while asking Draco.

"Uh, no, truthfully, I haven't told him."

"Oh, good, I get the honor."

"Ginikins!" Hermione called jubilantly. Ginny joined the group.

"Yes?" she queried.

"Well, Draco knows who we are… but Blaise here, he doesn't."

"Oh… okay," she held out her hand. "Hello, my name is Ginny Daniels and I was formally known as Ginny Weasley, the object of your affection." Draco smirked at her comment.

"Don't smirk to much," Hermione declared. "And I'm Hermione Daniels, formally known as Hermione Granger," she shook Blaise's hand and glanced and Draco to finish, "the object of your affection."

Blaise's jaw was still wide open so Ginny tapped it shut for him. "You-"

"Yes, and I do believe I have things to do. So, I'll see you boys later and let you ponder the future."

"Oh, yeah, me too," Hermione smiled and skipped to her room. She shut the door behind her and pulled a black and white composition notebook out of her bag. She opened it and began to write. A letter appeared in her lap. She opened it and read.

Do know that I am still watching you. Magic works its wonders.

She closed it again and returned to writing, the idea of being watched not at the top of her worry list.

At one o' clock in the morning, she tip toed to her door. Pulling it open quietly, she peeked out to see if anyone was still awake and thinking not she left the dorm.

She was standing on the edge of the Astronomy Tower, feeling the wind against her skin.

"What the hell are you doing?" Draco pulled her back onto the floor of the tower. She fell on top of him.

"I could ask you the same question Malfoy. Did you think I was going to jump?"

"Well-"

"I may have problems but that's a permanent solution to temporary annoyances."

"You… have problems?" he chuckled.

"Yes, me… have problems. Quite a few."

"Care to share?"

"Not extremely bad," she smiled and returned to where she was before but sat rather than standing.

"Okay, so what are you doing up here?"

"I love it up here," her eyes traveled over the grounds of Hogwarts. They landed upon a dark figure that was leaning against a tree near the lake. She nodded towards it and continued, "It's calm and peaceful, not many people come up here and it allows me to think. Plus, I love stars."

"No wonder your eyes are full of them."

She laughed lightly, "That was so corny."

"It was worth a try."

"Can't knock it till you try it."

"Exactly," he stepped into place behind her, placing one arm around each side of her and putting his hands on the stone, leaning his body against hers. Chills went up her spine. "I'll find something to sweep you off your feet, know that."

"I do," she leaned back against him, smiling slightly to herself.

They had walked back to the dorm, their hands brushing slightly with each step. Draco laid upon the couch upon arrival but Hermione continued to her room.

"Goodnight… Draco," she shut her door behind herself without another word.

Author's note: Okay, I know it's not very long at all. It was kind of just a filler. I hope you liked it and do review. I want 10, at least.

OoO, she called him Draco..

Love,

Heather