Hahaha! Late again! Ah well, that's life. I really do need to work on my concentration though… tear tear. But what can I do about it? I'm ranting aren't I? Yep I am. On with the story then

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"Where's Hermione?" Ron asked in between bites. Harry turned to him.

"Dunno," he shrugged. "She should be here soon though." Harry turned back to Ginny who was leaning against him.

"But she should be here, right?" Ron pressed.

"You worry too much," Ginny inserted, taking a bite of her kidney pie.

"Yea, well-" Ron dropped his fork, causing the couple next to him to jump.

"Ron, you dropped your fork," Harry said, somewhat irritated by the sudden noise. He was bringing a spoonful of soup to his mouth, but due to Ron, Harry managed to spill it all on himself.

When he didn't answer though, Harry turned around to find Ron staring opened mouthed at something across the Great Hall.

"What are you staring at?" he asked exasperated, not bothering to turn around. Ron made a strange gurgling sound and pointed over Harry's shoulder. Harry sighed, turned around, and felt his jaw drop.

By the doors, were Hermione and Draco…cuddling. The former was a bright red and hanging onto Malfoy. The latter had his arm slung around her shoulder and was playing with Hermione's hair. They watched as Hermione pecked him on the lips. They broke away, and she started walking to the Gryffindor table.

"What was that about?" Ron asked as soon she was within hearing distance. Her eyes seemed to spark from anger.

"What do you mean?" she asked coolly. Harry slowly rotated to watch her grab a seat next to Ginny.

"Did you just kiss Malfoy?" It wasn't possible.

"And if I did?" she retorted defiantly. Ron sputtered and started ranting. Hermione rolled her eyes at him and turned to Harry who was ghost white and had a horrified expression on his face. "This is exactly why I didn't tell you two," she muttered.

"Hermione?" Ginny said hesitantly. She turned around to face the fiery haired girl. "You do realize Malfoy's the son of a Deatheater, right?"

Hermione looked at her, almost sympathetically. "Draco's nothing like his father," she said patiently, "besides, love doesn't differentiate between good and evil." Ron turned a deep puce when he heard that.

"So what? Now you're in love with him?" he asked, evidently furious.

"That is fast," Ginny said, smart enough not to piss of Hermione.

Hermione glared at Ron and Ginny. "I'm not in love. Besides, haven't any of you ever heard of love at first sight?" She stabbed at her potatoes and turned to Harry. "And what about you?' she asked rudely. "You haven't said anything."

Harry, who was quietly eating, put down his fork. Sure, he felt betrayed, but Hermione was smart. She wouldn't let it get too far. "It's your relationship," he said quietly. "It's your choice." In truth, Harry wanted to yell at her, and ask her what she was thinking, but he knew better.

"Oh! Wow! Harry! I didn't-"

"But remember," he continued in an increasingly quiet voice, "who Malfoy truly is. True, it's your relationship, and you can date whoever you want, but it's also best to know where your partner's heart truly lies." With a forced smile, he swung his book bag over his shoulder and left. Stunned, they all watched him leave.

"That was not the response I was expecting," Ron said in a hushed voice, "though I didn't really get it all."

Ginny shook her head and snorted. "My big brother, the idiot," she muttered. With a sigh, she turned to him. "What Harry is saying," she explained, "is that her won't interfere with Hermione's relationship or say anything about it, but she should be careful round Malfoy, which I personally agree she should do." She turned to the brunette. "Malfoy is bad news," Ginny warned. "I won't try to break you two up, but I'm still suggesting you do. I'm telling you this as a friend. Anyway," she put down her spoon, "I have to go. Class is about to start in a few minutes." She said her good byes and left.

Hermione and Ron sat silently as they ate.

"Don't say anything," Hermione warned as soon as Ron opened his mouth. He shot her a disgruntled look.

"I was just going to say that if you don't want to be late, you have to hurry up."

She gave him an uneasy look. "So you're not going to tell me it's a bad idea going out with Draco?"

Ron sighed and looked toward the Slytherin table. "Let's put it this way. If Harry can accept it, I'm going to have to try to accept it at the least. But just let me add something to that. Don't let your relationship get to far. In the end, its gunna be you who gets hurt." He glanced at Hermione and swiftly stood up. "I'll see you in class."

Ron trotted through a crowd of second years and exited the Great Hall. Hermione watched, all alone at her own house table."

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And thus, the second chapter. I think the characters are a little Ooc, but I wanted to put the fighting in later, so I decided to keep things somewhat peaceful. Hope you like it! And remember to review.

P.S. Coconuts are evil I tell you, evil!!!! (Joke between me and PhantomCreedyLover)