The month passed quickly, and Hermione barely had time to breathe anymore. The dance was that Friday and there was a lot of last minute planning that had to be done. The sun shone through the windows and she realized that she had fallen asleep doing homework again. Malfoy had also fallen asleep at the table. She stood up and stretched. Their relationship had changed drastically when they made their truce. They worked even better together in the classroom and he had finally started sharing the couch every once in a while. They had not had a serious fight since they had agreed to be polite to each other. Hermione was amazed that they could stand to be nice to each other. In fact, she didn't even hate that they were going to the dance together. She walked into her room and gathered fresh clothes. She walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. After she was done she walked back in the dining room and woke up Malfoy.

"Malfoy, wake up! You better get up, or you'll have to go to class with your homework on your face." She joked.

"What? What do you mean with my homework on my face?" he grumbled. "My homework is right here." And he did indeed have his essay in his hand.

"Yes, but the ink must have been wet when you fell asleep, because I can read that the Gowney Bear cares for their cubs until they are five. Which is not true, by the way. They care for their young until they are six." She replied as she set out food for breakfast. Malfoy scrambled to change the number and walked down the hall a minute later. When he returned she could not read his essay off his cheek. She set down two plates and began to pile eggs and bacon on them both. They had quickly fallen into a routine. She made breakfast and he made dinner. It was simple, they were both excellent cooks.

"So, what classes do you have today?" she asked.

"Herbology, Transfiguration, and then potions you?"

"Arithmancy, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Potions. Well, I have to ask Professor Vector a question about last night's homework. See you later."

"Yeah, later."

She walked out into the hallway and made her way to the Arithmancy classroom. After Arithmancy and Defense Against the Dark Arts, and lunch Hermione found her way down to the dungeons for Potions. She saw Malfoy and gave him a small smile as greeting before walking to Ron and Harry.

"Hey guys! So, are you excited about the dance? I am so pumped. It will be a ton of fun. It will be muggle everything. I can't wait to see everyone in jeans." She said.

"Yeah, I'll be excited I don't have to wear my dress robes. So who are going with Harry? I've asked Emily Weatherbane myself. She's in my house. Real nice, and real cute too." said Ron.

"Well, I was wondering, actually, if Hermione wanted to go with me. I mean just as friends. I haven't heard you say anything about going with someone so…" said Harry.

"Well, as a matter or fact, I have to go with Malfoy. They asked the prefects to go with one another and got each other." Hermione replied.

Just then the door opened and the students filed in. Hermione went to the desk she shared with Malfoy.

"Today we will be brewing a special Potion. It takes a fair amount of intelligence and precise measurement. We will be brewing the Alius Ego Intoxicant. You and your partner will take turns asking each other five questions which you will answer truthfully. Then when your partner has changed you will ask them the same six questions and note the similarities and differences. Please make observances about your partner and show them your notes when the potion has worn off. Directions are one the board. Begin."

Hermione and Malfoy looked at the board. The potion was simple enough, but Hermione remembered Snape's caution about measurements. Malfoy left to get the correct ingredients, and Hermione began to think about her five questions.

"So," she began as they started to work on their potion. "Question number one, what is your favorite class?"

"Transfiguration. Yours?"

"Numerology."

"How many boyfriends have you had?"

"Two." She answered, "How many girlfriends have you had?"

"A lot, and lets just leave it at that. Do you like being smart so everyone can copy you?"

"No, its annoying. Do you really suck up to Snape?"

"No. I'm just good at Potions." He answered. "Do you find me irresistible?"

"You're good looking. I'll admit it. Do you find me attractive?"

"Yes, you're very pretty. Do you really want to go to the dance with me?"

"Yes. You?"

"Yes."

The potion was done. They scooped out the right amount and Malfoy went first. The change was very subtle, but Hermione recognized the difference when he began to talk.

"Hello Hermione. You look darling today!"

"Hi, um, so Malfoy-"

"Please, call me Draco."

"Okay, um, Draco, what's your favorite class?"

"Well, I like Herbology. Looking at all the cute little flowers is so much fun!" he said with a giggle.

"How many girlfriends have you had?"

"Well, I've never really had a girlfriend. But I've dated a lot of girls."

Hermione looked around the room to see the changes in other people. She could see Ron, who had a very shy and calm demeanor. She looked over to Harry who was interviewing a very sophisticated Milicent Bulstrode. She turned back to Malfoy, who was investigating his cuticles.

"So, Draco, um three more questions. Do you suck up to Professor Snape?"

"As if! That greasy haired slime ball? He did come over a lot when I was a kid and taught me about potions. I always had a knack for it."

"Well, that's nice. Do you fine me attractive?"

"Oh goodness, yes! You have the legs of an angel. But your clothes do you no justice."

"Well, so last question. Do you really want to go to the dance with me?"

"Yes."

And with that Malfoy turned back into his old self.

"Hey, nothings happened. We did do everything right, didn't we?" he asked.

"Yeah, here are your answers. You don't remember changing? Well, you were really girly. You even said 'As if' and giggled. I thought I was going to pee, laughing so hard." said Hermione.

"Oh, very funny! Well, its your turn now."

Hermione took her drink and downed it in one gulp. She stared up at Malfoy. Whoa, why have I not noticed that he is so attractive? He is one fine looking man! She thought.

"So, Granger-" he began.

"Please, call me Hermione." She said placing her hand on his knee.

"Hermione. What's your favorite class?"

"Please. I hate school. I didn't have to be here, I would walk out and hang out with all my girlfriends."

"Okay. That's different. So how many boyfriends have you had?"

"Well, I don't get into relationships. But I have dated a few boys."

"Do you like having everyone want to copy off of you? Do you like being smart?"

"No way. I hate it. It's annoying. I wish I was normal. Then I wouldn't have to have perfect scores or perfect essays, or perfect anything."

"Do you find me attractive?"

"Hell yes! You are one yummy boy. What did you say your name was?"

"Draco."

"Well, nice to meet you Draco." She said, leaning into his body. She could feel his stomach contract at the touch.

"So, um. Do you really want to go to the dance with me?"

"Oh yes, very much so." She breathed into his ear. All of a sudden her body language changed. "Okay, did it work? What am I doing?" she said and she sat back down in her chair. One minute she was drinking the potion, and the next she was close enough to kiss Malfoy.

"Um, yeah it worked. Wow, I must say Granger, you should let her out more often!"

"What? What did I do? You didn't take advantage of me did you?"

"Trust me Granger. You would have been more than willing." He replied. They switched papers and Hermione looked at her answers. She could see why Malfoy had said what he did. So, her alter ego was a tramp huh? Well, go figure. The class ended and they turned in their notes.

The week went by very fast, soon it was Friday night. Hermione was very excited. Classes ended early, and she ran to her room. She pulled out her outfit. She had decided on a slim pair of jeans, and a purple halter top. She changed into the clothes and magically curled her hair. She went to the living room and saw Malfoy lounging on the couch. He was wearing blue jeans and a black t-shirt.

"So, are you ready? Dinner should start soon." She said.

"Yeah, wow. You look really nice. Well, lets go." Malfoy walked out to the hallway. Hermione followed him out into the hallway deep in thought. He said I looked nice! The same boy that insulted me hair not a month ago! What is going on? Is he on drugs? Under the Imperius? I wonder why he is being nice to me all of a sudden. Was that a smile? It was! What is going on? She thought to herself. She followed him down to the Great Hall. Well, I'll worry about it later. He's nice now and looking good. I am just going to have fun tonight! And with that thought she walked into the beautifully decorated hall for a night of fun, music, and dancing.