(hey it was 11:26 Christmas eve when I wrote this)

During his patrol nothing really happened. Besides
finding a Huffle/Ravenclaw couple snogging behind a
tapestry. Draco had been getting quite bored. And
little did he know Hermione felt the exact same way
back in the common room.

Hermione was sitting on her couch talking with her cat
crookshanks. (a/n remember she is not crazy just
extremely bored)

"Crookshanks, I'm bored" he just stared at her
" I wonder if I should go relieve Malfoy early" she
said more to her self this time "I think I will." with
that she left for the 7th floor. She got there to see
a very bored looking Malfoy.

"You can go back now." she said

"what? Why are you here so early? You still have
another half hour." he said he sounding as shocked as
hermione had earlier.

"I was bored"

"well its not that exciting here either."

"Malfoy?"

"what?"

"I'm bored"

"Granger?"

"yes?"

"Me too."

"Malfoy?"

"Yes?"

"Call me Hermione"

"Only if you call me Draco"

"Ok." she grinned evilly "Draco"

"Yes?"

"I'm bored"

"Well lets go find something to do then. Shall we?"

"But we're still on duty" ( Hehe duty)

"So? Nothing has happened all night"

"Alright. Lets go back to the common room"
"ok"
The walk back was silent, they reached the portrait
and walked in.

"What do you want to do?"

"I dunno. Want to talk?"

"Sure. Wait. Am I Hermione Granger, a muggle born,
Gryffindor . Actually having a civilized conversation
with you, Draco Malfoy, a pureblood Slytherin.?"

"wow. I never thought about it that way." he said with
shock clear in his voice

"So…. What do you ant to talk about?"

" Um…. What's your favorite color?"

"I hate this question." Hermione replied "Uh…lavender…
I guess."

"you? Wait let me guess. Green?"

"yup. How'd you guess"

"I am the smartest witch in school" they both laughed
at that

" What's your favorite book?"

"I hate this question too." she said again "I don't
have one. There are to many to just chose one." She
looked to him for another question

"I'm out you ask me one" he said simply

"ok. Um… Draco?"

"Yeah"

"Are we like…. Friends … now?"

" Uh.. I don't really know. I guess so. But not in
public. The Slytherins would kill you.

"Ok. I'm sure the Gryffindors would hate you too." she
said "I'm going to bed now. See ya."

"ok. See ya."

in the Gryffindor common
room

(before I write just let me say 12:00 am Christmas
morning. Yay.)

Ginny sat in Harrys lap before the fire, her head on
his shoulder, his hand sotly stroking her hair.

"Harry?"

"yes?"

"Did you ask Dumbledore about Sirius yet?"

"No but tomorrow I will. What do you think Fred and
George are up to?" he asked in return.

"I don't know. But I can tell mom wont like it" Harry
laughed

" Ginny, do you suppose we can use Fred and George to
get revenge on Malfoy?"

"yeah I suppose we could"

(muhahahahahahahaha what will they do? No seriously I
don't know. So I was bored and hyper when I wrote
this so Its very…….odd. Anyway Merry Christmas or
Happy Holidays whichever you prefer.)