I own nothing…sadly.

And when you get to the part where the muggle music starts, you can imagine it to be anything you want. I didn't want to say what the song was cause everyone has a different taste in music. So party on people, and play any song you want… the power is now in your hands.

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Draco was startled at my sudden breakdown. He gathered me into his arms and rocked me back and forth. I finally calmed down and my wretched tears turned into light sobs. Draco coaxed me out of the bed and led me to an open space on the floor in front of the fireplace. I sat between his opened legs and I leaned against his chest, his arms around me. I was in a daze, still in shock.

At least he is wearing boxers. Silky green boxers…wow, talk about going a little far on the Slytherin thing.

I thought to myself, trying to cheer myself up, but I failed miserably. I don't have room to talk about going a little far.

"Hermione, tell me why you are acting like this?" Draco demanded. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, ready to embrace the truth. My stomach jumped into my throat…I had to almost literally force the words out.

"Draco, did we…have sex last night?" I asked. I heard him give a loud sigh.

"Of course not. Don't tell me you have grown nutty?" He answered. I turned towards him, my eyes drifting to his half naked body. He realized my question.

"You fell asleep or passed out, whichever, on the couch. I was moving you when you started screaming at me to stay…literally screaming! So I stayed to shut you up. And just so you know, I always sleep in my boxers. You were the one who was stupid enough to get drunk, so I wasn't going to change my ways to make the situation more comfortable to you." He said. I felt stupid, literally, undeniably, stupid. Even his smart comments didn't wound me, they had a point. I was joyful nonetheless. We hadn't slept together, which meant I still had my morals. Draco tightened his arms, hugging me to his chest. I leaned into him relieved. Maybe him and I were together because, even though the chance was still small, we had a chance of making it. Any other guy would have used me, but he didn't. That sincerely wasn't him…and I didn't know if he noticed how different he has become.

Draco, I think you're a stranger to yourself.

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The next couple months went by smoothly. Draco and I worked out our differences especially jealousy. The scene between Ronald and I was in the past and everything was normal. During the day it was filled with classes and at night a couple hours with Draco before bedtime. Weekends were spent split between the my friends and him. A few hours with my friends, and a few hours with Draco. This new system was working out well.

"DUCK!" Ginny screamed as a snow ball came flying through the air at my face. I was about to duck, but unfortunately I was to late to avoid it. SMACK The ball hit my face. At first I thought maybe the snowball had actually been a rock, but it fell to pieces from the impact. A sharp pain now lingered.

"Oh no…ah…you're bleeding." Ron called out. I figured as much when blood started dripping into my eye.

"I'm sorry…"Harry apologized. They all came rushing to me. Ginny took my arm and began leading me somewhere, which I assumed was the hospital wing. I was correct. We made it to Pompfrey's and I sat down on a cot. She rushed over to see me. After she cleaned my head up, she inspected it.

"It isn't very deep…going to cause some swelling and a bit of bruising. But I do believe I can fix you right up." She smiled.

"No, don't worry about it." I said, as I got up from the cot. "Thanks anyway."

The others followed me out, all of us laughing at our snowball fight. Harry had apologized more than once and I kept telling him it was ok. We were making our way to the commons when I decided it was time to see Draco.

"I think I am going to go get cleaned up and study for awhile." I said as I waved goodbye, they smiled back. I entered my dorm to find Draco waiting for me. Usually it was the other way around. We kissed and greeted as usual. He lightly touched my forehead.

"What happened to your face, love?" He asked.

"Snowball fight." I answered back, I could tell he was holding back a laugh. "It's a bit sore at the moment." I added on. I leaned up onto my tippy toes and hugged him tightly. I rested my head on his shoulder, taking in his scent. I don't think I will ever get used to him.

My toes began to scream at me, as the hug lasted longer than 30 seconds. I swear, if I could only grown a few more inches…

Draco lifted me off my feet, holding me up with pure strength. My arms never let go. I softly kissed his neck. He pulled me away from him so our eyes could meet. Did I do something wrong?

"Ah…let's play fair." He said. I did something right. That was his weakness, such a small little action. I giggled to myself. The almighty Draco, had a turn on spot…on his neck.

"You don't play fair. If you gained a bit more weight, and lost the face, then we would be playing fair." I answered sarcastically. He laughed and so did I.

"You do know there is a Hufflepuff that fits that description, and he has been looking at you." He said humorously. I knew who he was talking about.

"No, no, no. I rather keep you." I replied. This brought a smile to his face. The smile I have grown to love along with everything else about him.

"Wait here." He said as he walked away. Suddenly the dorm was filled with music, muggle music. I started laughing hysterically. He came around the corner and back into view.

"Since you sing so many of these songs, alone, maybe you wouldn't mind putting on a show." Draco stood in front of an open space of floor. My stage. I danced my way to the open space, and began singing. He laughed, but watched intently. I grabbed his hands and moved him onto the stage and moved him along with the music. He had beat, but his dancing needed some improving.

"Your dancing is horrible, Draco." I commented. He only frowned. "Oh, is Draco a little touchy. Did I hurt his feelings?" I added sarcastically. He only smirked. This smirk made me suspicious. I backed away, knowing he was going to do something. He reached for me and I jogged to the other side of the room.

"Mione? Come here…you know you want to." He called seductively. Now I knew he was up to something. I only took a step back every time he stepped forward. Then he took off in a sprint and I screamed playfully. I ran from him, knowing he was much faster than me. He caught up to me and tackled me to the floor. I began laughing.

"Oh, please, almighty Draco of Slytherins do not hurt me so." I pleaded. He only smirked.

He bent down so that his mouth was near my ear.

"I will have you begging for mercy." He said. His lips were on my neck.

"Play fair remember?" I mentioned. I felt him smile against my skin. His hands moved to my ribs, and began tickling me. I began to laugh uncontrollably, moving every which way to get out of his grip. His lips moved away from my neck, and I could see his victorious smile.

"Draco…Draco…hahaha…stop…" I said in between laughs. Some one clearing their throat caught our attention. Draco got up first, allowing me to get on my feet. We looked up to find Ronald.

No…no…Ronald what are you doing here?

"Pompfrey wanted me to check on you." Ron said. He didn't seem upset, but he didn't seem like he was anything…he was blank.

"Thanks Ronald. I'm fine. A bit sore, but it will heal." I said with a smile. He nodded back. But he didn't move. Awkward. "Something happen. Ron?" I asked concerned.

"No, not really. Is it alright if I stay here for a quick moment?" He asked. I didn't know what to say.

"Sure, this dorm is as much mine as hers." Draco answered for me. He was trying to be nice to Ron, for me. Ronald nodded and went to an open chair and sat down. I followed. I sat in another chair and Draco spread himself on the couch.

"So are you two going to tell me what is going on?" Ron asked but it seemed as if he was asking because we expected him to not because he cared. I struggled with myself if I were going to lie or tell the truth.

"Hermione and I have decided a few months ago to date." Draco blurted. He obviously didn't have a problem with telling the truth. Ron didn't look surprised. Something was wrong with him, he seemed as if he was barely awake.

"Ronald? Ronald?" I said his name twice, trying to get his attention. He looked at me.

"What is wrong with you?" I asked.

"Nothing really. Just a bit tired, stayed up late last night, and it finally caught up to me. Harry and Ginny, have gone their own way for the rest of the day. I am half here, half not. And I am trying to understand what is exactly going on." He admitted. I exhaled, thankful that he was ok.

"Ron, maybe you need to go to bed, and tomorrow you and I will talk." I suggested.

"Ok. I don't know how I will handle this tomorrow." He said as he got up walking away.

"And weas- Ron, let's keep this a secret." Draco called out. Ron only nodded once more. Then he was gone.

"I couldn't have pictured that going any better." Draco said. And I could agree. But I was worried about how he would take it tomorrow.

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Ok so I know the Ron. Hermione and Draco scene was a bit surreal, but its happened to me. I stay up late then have an exhausting day, then I realize I am half dead, and something WOW happens and I don't even know how to handle it, I just kinda go huh, but the next day, it makes sense. Lol. Thanks for reading!