Chapter 3

Hermione woke up happier than she had in a long time. Although she wasn't sure she was going to get Draco back, she felt that she had more luck than she did yesterday. She took a quick shower and got dressed to make her way to breakfast.

Once there, she began going through her Potions notes and felt someone sitting next to her. It was Ron.

"Hi, Hermione"

Hermione was a bit surprised considering the fact that Ron hadn't spoken to her in weeks.

"Hi"

"Look, I want to apologize" he began "for what happened at the dance and for me ignoring you. I realized that I might have overreacted"

"No, Ron. I'm the one who should apologize" said Hermione "I lied to you and Harry and you two are my best friends. Besides, I…I willingly did the Nymph Galaxy thing when I should've known better, and…"

"It's ok, 'Mione" Ron smiled "It's not like I turned down the opportunity. I guess I was angry because…"

"Because I was dancing for Malfoy" she finished.

Ron reddened and nodded "It's just that he's been so bad to you and I cant understand how you can like such a scum"

Hermione didn't need to be reminded. Here she was, trying to get Draco back, when secretly she was thinking herself that he wasn't worth it, that she was creating a false illusion that he could be good.

Ron softly took her hand "The truth is Lavender doesn't mean as much to me as you do"

Hermione stared at him surprised.

"I mean, I like her and all, but I've like you far more and I don't see me having anything serious with her, but with you…its different"

Hermione was speechless. After so many years, Ron was finally confessing that he liked her. "I know you might still feel something for ferret boy, but if you would give me a chance, I would make you happy"

Hermione's eyes watered (she was a bit mad at herself for being so emotional this year). She had an opportunity to be with someone and be happy. Why did she still have those gray eyes stuck in her mind? She pushed those thoughts away and smiled. She tenderly kissed Ron's cheek and hugged him.

From the other side of the Great Hall, Draco felt as if he'd been stabbed. He saw how Weasley took Hermione's hand and it made his blood boil. Then, to make things worse, her lips were on his cheek and her arms wrapped around him. The weasel looked so goddamed happy he could kill him. Draco hated, HATED to admit it to himself, but after so much denial he still wanted her. He wanted her to be his in every way. In every way? No, he could never possibly date Granger for real. Or could he?

He was so confused and jealous he didn't feel Pansy's hand moving upward on his thigh. He snapped out of his thoughts and quickly pushed he hand away.

"What's wrong, baby?" asked Pansy.

He abruptly stood up and left the hall. Pansy sat confused and suspicious. She wondered what Draco was thinking about, or more importantly and worse, of who.

Hermione walked the hallway a bit dazed. She couldn't believe she accepted to go out with her best friend. They had stood up and walked to their respective classess (he had Divination and she had Ancient Runes) and he gently gave her a kiss on the lips.

It hadn't felt bad, but she guiltily wished Draco's lips would've kissed her instead. She didn't know whether to give up on him or not. So far, he'd still been mean, but then last night…

You know what she thought Screw it.

Draco had been far too mean for too long and maybe it was time she finally let go and try to be happy with Ron.

A/N: Im soo sorry for literally taking forever, but I swear I'll make it up to you, guys. My goal and with your support is to give you at least 6 chapters this month and longer than this one. School's over and Im going to dedicate a lot of more time to this fic. Dont give up on me please! Plz review and thanks for reading!