Alright the next chapter will be in about two weeks because of my mid terms. Sooo enjoy this chapter and I hope you'll have patience with me and continue reading and reviewing!

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Walking into the restaurant of the reception, Draco and Hermione seemingly cast a silencing spell over the room as everyone stared at two enemies who could not have been in the same room with each other without killing the other a week ago. Draco chanced a glance at Hermione who was looking up at him with uncertainty, it seemed she was afraid she was going to crack, and seeing Draco look down at her smiling lightly encouraged her to step further into the building.

"There you are!" Fred Weasley came over to them, his face matching his hair as he hauled Hermione into his arms. "Are you alright 'Mione? I was so worried, I was going to come after you but Ginny told me not to..."

"It's alright Fred, really I'm ok now." Hermione smiled at Fred as she felt his arm around her waist but looking back to Draco she felt a pang of guilt spread through her as if she was somehow betraying him.

"Come on, Mum has been worried sick and no worried Ronny is over with Pansy seemingly lost his brain I think." Fred started to drag her away, he was still slightly angry with her because she had entered with Draco but because of the circumstances and all he couldn't really snap at her. To him Hermione was like family perhaps like a little sister? No that would be incest, kind of creepy... No more like his... what? Girlfriend he reasoned as he joined his family with Hermione by his side.

Hermione watched Draco as she was pulled away catching a glimpse of a flash of disappointment in his eyes at seeing her leave. No it couldn't be that is ridiculous, he couldn't, wouldn't be disappointed to get away from her, a no good mudblood.

"Drakkie-Poo how much longer do I have to do this?" Pansy whined as she approached him with a pouted look on her face.

(Draco's POV)

Why did she look at me? Watch me as she was dragged away by that Weasel? She wore that calculating look as usual, one that said I know your hiding something and I will figure it out. How annoying. How intriguing. No this was not part of the plan, I was not to have real feelings towards her and I don't.

You do.

I don't!

Yes you do, what's not to like? She's pretty, smart and...

A mudblood.

Who cares? That can't stop her from being beautiful, attractive, your perfect match...

MY PERFECT MATCH! She killed my father!

You hated him.

Did not!

Yes you did, he is the one who gave you such pain, such terrible trauma that you couldn't trust people ever again, but you can trust her can't you...

(End)

"Pansy you know your not supposed to talk to me and don't pout! For God's sake your married to Weasel act like it at least." Draco was not happy with her, she might as well scream to the whole place about Ron's predicament.

"But..." Pansy started.

"No, no buts. Pansy you have to do this you promised me remember?" Draco knew that he had to be at least a bit nice to her, after all she had ruined some of her life for him but he didn't have to be that nice, it was only for 6 months anyway.

"Really Draco," Pansy stuttered on the word Draco as if she was offended to use it, "I don't know how much more I can stand with this blood traitor, and I won't go so far as to sleep with him."

"Pansy you've nothing to worry about, it will be over soon, and anyway it could be worse you could have to sleep with Potter or Longbottom." Draco snickered at her face as he mentioned it could be worse, what an idiot as if any of these people would want to sleep with her. He wouldn't even wish that on Potter for heavens sake.

Walking away from Pansy, Draco's eyes found Hermione once more, what was his sudden fascination with her? He had a reason to be nice to her, but he wasn't doing it on his free will, he had to, he had no choice, he would not have kissed her or anything else otherwise. Or would he? No he wouldn't think that, he couldn't he was Draco Malfoy, mudblood hater, whose father had been a death eater, and now he was getting his revenge. Tearing away from her gaze Draco blended into the crowd as he made his way to the bar demanding a large shot of the strongest alcohol there. About thirty minutes later the dancing had started and half of the people were drunk.

"Trying to drink someone away Mister?" The bartender asked with his brow raised he offered Draco a forth shot of alcohol.

"That's none of your business!" Draco snapped at the man with a sneer on his face as a body fell into his. Turning around to yell at the idiot who had bumped into him his eyes fell on a slightly confused Hermione.

"Sorry Draco, I was just coming to get that drink you promised me."

"Where's your boyfriend?" Draco shot back angrily. Hermione gazed at him confused, his reaction was not one she had expected, I mean why would he care?

"Actually Fred has been stolen away to the dance floor by Kate. I suppose its alright I mean they did go to school together and all but still I feel a little out of place... especially with Ron and Pansy still here..." Hermione looked towards the bartender without looking at Draco in fear of betraying her emotions showing weakness. She would not let Draco have any power over her.

"What a Weasel just like his stupid brat brother, well then I guess I do owe you a few drinks," Draco had been watching her intently wanting to know what she was feeling but Hermione was too stubborn to show him. "Right then, Bartender a special drink for the lady here."

The bartender looked from one slightly drunk Draco to Hermione who promised to be drunk within two or three drinks of anything. Handing her over a blue tinted drink in a martini glass the bartender smiled, this would be an interesting night after all.

"Thank you... I just don't understand that family anymore. Fred does seem sincere to me but then again Kate and him go further back. I don't seem to have much luck," Hermione started to laugh but that laughter turned bitter as her eyes gazed upon the dancing couple. Fred did not even look towards her, she didn't want to admit it but it hurt and frankly she was fed up with being the only one hurt.

"Like I said, he is an idiot Weasel. Don't worry about him." Draco drank his shot and looked over at Hermione who had drank half of the strange alcohol in one shot watching Fred jealously as he danced and laughed and looked at that disgusting Kate women. Draco couldn't place what made him do it but he took Hermione by the hand and led her to the dance floor.

"Draco what are-"Hermione started but she did not finished as Draco's hand rested on the small of her back and his hand took hers as he twirled her around. People who had been dancing awkwardly or while intoxicated moved aside to watch the young man dance with a natural grace that women fawned over and men grew jealous over. It was as if the spectators were gazing upon a forbidden beauty in which they did not deserve.

"What is she doing?" Fred demanded angrily as Kate stood by his side watching Hermione gracefully float over the floor.

"Dancing, I think those two make a cute couple. Why would you care Fred?" Kate asked questioningly. Fred had forgotten to mention his relationship with Hermione in the rush to dance with Kate, actually he had forgotten Hermione! Actually he had left her in a vulnerable moment... How could he have been so stupid, and now she was dancing with that ferret.

"Well I... I mean we, Hermione and I... well we are..." Fred trailed off as Kate turned her attention away from him. Why couldn't he just tell her, he was with Hermione he lov- did he love her? Was that possible that he loved Hermione?

"Hey Fred, who is that dancing with Malfoy? She is so beautiful." Ron had walked over to him as Fred had argued with himself.

"Ron? You don't remember Hermione? You sure do have memory loss then." Fred looked at his brother a little confused, he had not talked to Ron since his brother graduated from Hogwarts so he did not know of Ron's 'little problem'.

"Hermione... Very pretty name, I've heard she is smart too, beautiful and smart, and man would be lucky to have her. Sometimes I question my choice on Pansy... Sometimes I don't understand why I am with her, and sometimes I get this feeling that there is a girl that I love and that I have hurt her deeply. I have these weird dreams..." Ron looked at the dancing couple who looked like two forbidden lovers dancing as if this was their last dance.

"Ron you have really lost it!" Fred exclaimed as Kate started to drag him away. Fred looked at Kate confused but she did not say anything instead she dragged him away from the crowd to another room.

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Slowing down from the twirls and twists that Draco had been leading them into, he relaxed into a slower pace as the music came to a halt and applause erupted from the room but the couple did not notice.

(Hermione's POV)

He grabbed my hand and took me to the dance floor right in the middle and as the music started he led me into a series of twirls and twists. I was amazed that he knew how to dance, how to really dance; not that sway this way then that, no Draco Malfoy knew how to sweep a girl off her feet in one dance. For those few minutes I looked in his eyes and saw no hatred, no hidden meanings, no hidden emotions; for once what I saw is what I got.

Those grey-silver eyes barred into me and for whatever reason I could not break from his gaze. Those eyes held mine as my body filled with warmth spreading from the center of my being outwards. What was wrong with me, was I truly a fickle women? No I would not allow my guard down so fast, he would not find in me what he was looking for. Could I really trust Draco Malfoy?

No of course not.

Yes, in a way.

No I don't.

Ah but you are beginning to, whether or not you like it, its only a matter of time.

But Fred.

Do you love Fred?

Of course.

Then say it.

I...I can't.

The music stopped and still our eyes held together and only one emotion was left standing in both our eyes, fear. Breaking from his grasp I ran from the crowd to a room where I could gather my thoughts.

Bursting through the door what met my eyes horrified me. There was Fred and Kate half naked both of them, they looked like they had been kissing right before I entered but now Fred broke from her and looked at me with guilt spread across his face. He had betrayed me, now in this time when I needed someone the most, when I needed someone to be honest, to be with me...

Broken I looked on as if I was having a dream, a nightmare, this could not happen and yet it was happening. My life crashed down around me as I did nothing to stop it.

"Fred..." I could not manage words from my mouth as he took a step towards me.

"Hermione how are you, long time no see! Guess what Fred and I are back together!" Kate exclaimed clearly clueless as to what was going on.

"Hermione... Mione don't..." Fred was distraught, what had he done! How could he have done that. He had taken a broken heart and given it hope only to bash it into a million pieces again, that was low even for him.

"Don't you DARE 'Mione me Fred! After... I don't ever want to see you again. Do you hear me! It's over!" Hermione ran out of the room leaving a confused and slightly angered Kate and a guilty Fred.

Running out into the restaurant again angrily she walked up to the bar where Draco was seated and grabbed his arm, "We are leaving now!"

Draco looked at her confused but did not say a word as she dragged him out into the street.

"Get me to a bar far away from here now Draco, somewhere with lots of alcohol."